Even so, it was the first time in so many years that he had encountered such an operation.

Seeing that there were two big Buddhas standing on the left and right, behind them, the five sect disciples who were walking with him were tied up and hung on the branches of the tree by the five flowers

And below the five disciples, there are wooden cones, and if they are smashed from above, this person will be pierced.

Mo Zhifan put his hands around his chest, looked at the man's swaying and absent-minded appearance, and raised his hand to wave.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, shaking several disciples hanging in the air.

The bright spikes in the ground caused several people to panic immediately, fearing that the string that bound them would break as a result.

"Senior brother! Brother He, save us! ”

"Senior brother help ......"

The disciples' cries for help kept coming, and He Lang, who was standing in front of Yun Yanchu, raised his hand with a pale face and aimed his sword at Yun Yanchu.

"Win against me, nothing will happen to your junior brother, and you will get a token."

Seeing that he had already retreated before he fought, Yun Yanchu reminded him.

Hearing this, He Lang raised his eyes and looked at Yun Yanchu, but there was still a little uncertainty in his eyes.

Xu had never encountered such a thing before, and he was really panicked.

"Do it." Yun Yanchu's hand changed a thousand times, and it turned into two swords, one long and one short.

I don't know if Yun Yanchu's urging played a role, when Yun Yanchu made a gesture of combat readiness, He Langhu strode forward, and the sword was slashed with the exercise under his feet.

Yun Yanchu's eyes lit up slightly, and then he clenched the sword in his hand and stepped forward.

The two sides collided in mid-air, only to hear a loud bang, and the two long swords collided violently, bursting out with fierce sparks.

The sword light flickered, and the sword qi staggered.

The sound of the two sharp swords striking each other resounded, and then several attacks rained down on each other.

Yun Yanchu and He Lang fought for a few rounds and figured out He Lang's moves, and there was no resistance to attack.

He Lang also seemed to be aware of this, and was secretly surprised by Yun Yanchu's observation ability.

He immediately changed his offensive, even more powerful and domineering than just now, forcing Yun Yanchu back a few steps.

Dodging a slash, Yun Yanchu's body turned over and landed steadily, with the long sword in front and the short sword behind.

Seeing that the man took this opportunity to slash again, Yun Yan condensed the momentum around his body into his feet with the help of the power of the recoil.

However, at the moment when He Lang was about to withdraw his weapon, Yun Yanchu had already taken advantage of the situation and swung his sword to slash at the opponent's right arm.

He Lang obviously didn't expect Yun Yanchu to react so quickly, and was forced to put away his sword to block, kick back with his left foot, and jump to the side with his strength.

Although the dodge speed was extremely fast, the hem of the clothes was inevitably cut off by Yun Yanchu's sword.

A corner of the hem of the clothes fell, He Lang squinted his eyes, and his face turned a little paler.

Seeing this, Yun Yan turned the long sword in his hand and landed at the man's neck.

The cold air suddenly approached, causing He Lang's body to stiffen.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his face, and Yun Yanchu patted the man's neck on the side of his sword and said, "You lost." ”

The slap made the disciple's body tremble.

Seeing that Yun Yanchu didn't kill himself, he looked over with a little puzzled face.

"You were cowardly before you fought, and you lost from the beginning." Yun Yanchu looked at him and shook his head, such a person is destined to not go far on the path of cultivation.

Unless there is an opportunity in the future to overcome this hurdle on its own.

He Lang was stunned for a moment, seeing that Yun Yanchu's hand was changing and turning around and walking towards the big tree, the hand holding the sword also hung down, and his face showed a sense of defeat.

When Yun Yanchu walked over, Mo Zhifan put down his hand around his chest.

Seeing that Yun Yanchu was not having enough fun, he said helplessly: "I knew that this person was so useless, so I didn't waste time just now." ”

Yun Yanchu looked at the disciples who were hung in mid-air, because He Lang lost and thought he was going to die.

They all looked like ashes, but when they saw Yun Yanchu coming over, they still looked over.

"Senior brother, put them down."

Looking at their pale faces, Yun Yanchu secretly said that they were also unfavorable, and it could be seen that they had zero experience in committing crimes.

But the first time I tried to snatch the token, I met Yun Yanchu's line of work, which has a more ...... style of doing things Unique people are also considered unlucky.

When they heard Yun Yanchu's words, sparks of hope ignited in the eyes of the few people who were originally slaughtered by the monarch.

Mo Zhifan didn't want to kill these people, so he raised his hand and put away the long thorns under a few people.

Then, with a slight wave of his fingers forward, the string that bound several people automatically broke off.

Several people fell heavily to the ground.

They didn't care about the pain, and they were reborn after the catastrophe and ran in the direction of He Lang, away from Mo Zhifan and his party.

He Lang raised his hand and lightly touched the place where he had just been slapped by Yun Yanchu with his sword, and the cold touch had already dissipated.

It's just that I don't know if it's due to psychological problems or what, but the cold touch just now hasn't subsided.

He Lang lowered his hand, looked in the direction of Yun Yanchu, and suddenly raised his hand, "Thank you, girl." ”

Yun Yanchu looked at He Lang, curled his lips and said indifferently: "You don't need to thank me, it's better to be careful in the future, other sects may not be as kind as us." ”

Hearing the word "kind" in Yun Yanchu's words, the corners of Jiang Jun's mouth twitched.

However, what Yun Yanchu said was also the truth, if he encountered some ruthless people, several of them would have been killed when they failed to snatch them.

He Lang also understood this truth, nodded and said gratefully: "Thank you girl for mentioning it, I don't know which sect a few of them belong to." ”

"Beizhou Qianying Sect."

Yun Yanchu responded, and seeing that his attitude was good, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

She turned to look at Mo Zhifan sideways and discussed a few words with him in a low voice.

After a moment of conversation, Mo Zhifan thoughtfully took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to Yun Yanchu.

Taking the token, Yun Yanchu walked towards He Lang and the others.

She walked over, and several disciples who had been put back couldn't help but hide behind He Lang with some fear.

Only He Lang stood still, his eyes following Yun Yanchu.

When Yun Yanchu walked up to them with the token in his hand, He Lang asked with doubts, "Does the girl have something to say?" ”

Yun Yanchu handed out the token in his hand and said, "I discussed it with my senior brothers, and the two tokens are useless to us, so this token is given to you." ”

He Lang was shocked by Yun Yanchu's words, looked at the token handed to him, and didn't dare to reach out to take it.

"Auntie, girl, this is ......"

He Lang stammered and couldn't speak, Yun Yan saw this for the first time, and without saying much, he stuffed the token in his hand into He Lang's hand.

"It's a good match."

"How's that going to work? I waited until I had a bad mind before I started, and it was a great favor for the girl not to kill us. ”

He Lang held the token in his hand as if he was holding a hot potato.

Yun Yanchu chuckled, and said with a slight brightness in his eyes: "As long as you remember that it was sent to you by the Beizhou Qianying Sect." ”