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It's still early.

Chen Yanjun didn't rush back, but wanted to continue to wait for Murong Ye.

He got Huang Chao's anti-poem, and if he didn't go to the town prison to receive a big prize, he would be sorry for his appearance in front of the adventurers on the Clear Mist Plain.

When he came to the main hall of Danlin Academy, Chen Yanjun found that Senior Sister Guan was also here.

Frightened, he hurriedly dodged, turned around and went to the Martial Arts Academy Library Pavilion and the back mountain.

After all, it's the same for a sister-in-law wherever you are.

Murong Ye can locate his location through the Hell Tiger Talisman.

Before going to the back mountain of the Martial Arts Academy, he also went to the library of the Martial Arts Academy, spent a grade point, and borrowed a book of cheats for raising sword qi:

"Haoran Sword Qi Technique"

Right now, the physical skills are at the full level, the medical skills are at the full level, and the imperial spirit is also at the full level, and it is natural to learn the sword.

For the time being, Chen Yanjun didn't have time to learn the specific swordsmanship one by one, but learned the most basic-

Sword Qi.

Madame suggested that he learn sword qi with Murong Ye, and he did understand Murong Ye's sword qi.

But this woman is sometimes reliable, sometimes not very reliable, and it is difficult for people to practice with peace of mind.

So, he borrowed this book of "Haoran Sword Qi Technique", first self-cultivated a foundation, and it was not too late to find Murong Ye when he encountered a bottleneck.

There is a sword flat on the back mountain of the martial arts institute, a martial arts hall, and a sword and bamboo forest for people to cut bamboo and forge their bodies.

Chen Yanjun went to Jianping to take a look, it was all people, one person practiced swords, two people compared swords, and some fell in love.

He shook his head, turned around and went straight to the Sword Bamboo Forest.

Located in the valley on the west side, the sword bamboo forest is located in a remote location, with rugged and steep mountain roads and few people.

The sword bamboo is black, thick and straight, upside down like a sword, towering into the sky, harder than ordinary iron.

This is the stiff-bristled bamboo cultivated by Guozijian, the bamboo body is mostly used to make ritual utensils, and the bamboo film is used to make talismans.

Chen Yanjun walked to the deep valley where the stone path disappeared.

It was spring, the bamboo forest was murmuring, bees and butterflies were flying, three or two sparrows were chirping, and clusters of red warblers and swallows were in the mountains.

Rao is like this, and it can't change the cold and cold atmosphere of spring in the bamboo forest.

Chen Yanjun searched for a secluded place and found a boulder covered in moss.

The surface of the boulder looks green and fluffy, and you only know that you have a butt when you sit on it.

Chen Yanjun ran Zhou Tian, adjusted his mood, put aside trivial matters such as Assistant Teacher Yun and Guan Shiyan, and slowly opened this book "Haoran Sword Qi Technique".

On the first page of the sword spectrum, forget your sweetheart, throw away your worries, and swing your sword to cut the red dust......

Throughout the story, the main thing is to use the sword to exert all kinds of sword qi.

It's a basic method.

Chen Yanjun only practiced for a short time, and he could swing his sword to display the Five Elements Sword Qi, cut the sword and bamboo remotely, and kill the sparrows to eliminate the four evils.

For a while, it was sonorous and chirping......

Unexpectedly, the dot panel actually opened a sword qi skill alone.

【Sword Energy +1......】

【Sword Energy +1......】

[Sword Qi: 50/100 (small success)!] 】

Practice casually, and you will achieve something.

This shows that the basis of sword qi is the imperial spirit, and the imperial spirit is at the full level, so it is not too simple to learn a sword qi.

In particular, Chen Yanjun's sword qi can not only combine energy and resonance, but also the changes in the spiritual pressure of the five elements, which can make very cool and complex special effects.

For example, drawing a sword cuts off the water and the water does not flow.

For example, drawing a sword to set fire to a bamboo branch and setting fire to a mountain.

For example, draw your sword and raise a sandstorm.

For example, drawing a sword is fully automatic for cutting bamboo.

For example, draw the sword and shatter the sword, and the broken sword is reorganized, I will take him away today, and I will be brave enough to stop me!

As long as the spiritual pressure is enough, and so on, the operation is very simple, and the play is an imagination.

However, compared to swinging a sword in the air, releasing sword energy with bare hands is called handsome!

This requires the cultivation of Haoran Sword Qi.

That's a lot more difficult......

Chen Yanjun looked up and saw that it was getting late, and Murong Ye still hadn't come.

Forget it, put away the sword and go home, and practice the sword again tomorrow!

At some point, a black shadow sat cross-legged on the moss boulder just now, and suddenly said:

"Senior Brother Chen's sword aura is wonderful!"

"Who!"

Chen Yanjun looked up.

The black shadow slowly got up, holding the sword in one hand, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword at any time.

"My name is Fang Haiping, I am a disciple of the Martial Arts Academy, it is useless to learn swords alone, you must have an opponent to learn quickly, I will accompany Senior Brother Chen to learn a few tricks."

Chen Yanjun changed his angle and saw the person's appearance clearly with the help of the last afterglow.

This person...... He's seen it!

The theory and surgery courses of the Danlin Academy, the Imperial Spirit class in the Clear Mist Plain, and the classes in Fengyun Valley this morning...... This person is in class!

The appearance looks ordinary, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither beautiful nor ugly...... It was because his appearance was so ordinary that he appeared in three consecutive classes, and Chen Yanjun didn't notice it.

This goodbye, I woke up reluctantly!

Because this person is not a disciple of Danlin Academy, he doesn't know the original owner's memory......

This means that this person has probably been staring at him for the past few days.

Sure enough, there are still people who want to kill him!

This guy followed him for several days, and finally found a chance for him to be alone.

Chen Yanjun looked around, there was no one nearby, and the sky was dark.

This is the mountain behind the Buddo Temple, so even if you hear the sound of battle, you can think of it as a fight......

It's a great place to kill.

Chen Yanjun looked at this person again, the eight-rank cultivation, but looking at the momentum of holding the sword, it seemed that there were more than eight grades.

The more ordinary the body appearance, the more terrifying it looks at the moment.

This man is invincible!

Chen Yanjun secretly took out the tiger talisman of the Prison Division, forced blood out of his palm and seeped into the talisman, and then put it into his arms.

Although he was reluctant to join the company, he still hoped that the Town Prison Division would really send someone nearby to rescue him.

Next, you can only try to run for your life.

He tried to stay as calm as he could, not screaming or shouting, and not showing any signs of panic.

"The sun is about to go down, this is the end of today's sword practice, and tomorrow I will find Senior Brother Fang to learn."

Fang Haiping jumped off the boulder, walked slowly, and laughed loudly:

"Speaking of which, I was also on the Qingwu Plains yesterday, but my memory was missing, it should be someone who did something terrible, and the first seat of Qinghongzi will erase everyone's soul memory...... Let me guess, did Senior Brother Chen solve that poem? ”

You're an eight-rank martial artist, and you actually know that your memory has been erased.

This man is obviously not simple, and he came prepared!

Chen Yanjun walked down the mountain casually, and said with a smile:

"Well, a mediocre poem, it was only unraveled because it was hidden in public by the thief, and the first seat of Qinghongzi was also afraid of falling into the reputation of the Shudao Academy, so he decided to erase the matter."

Fang Haiping didn't have any expression on his face, but he slowly followed.

"Can you tell me how the poem was written? I'm very tight-mouthed. ”

Chen Yanjun continued to descend the mountain, but was suddenly turned over and jumped by this person, blocking the way.

"I have also been erased from my memory, I only know that I interpreted the poem, but I don't know the specific verse, senior brother should go and ask Qinghongzi Daoshou."

Saying this, Chen Yanjun walked in a different direction.

Fang Haiping followed again.

"I think you know."

Chen Yanjun shook his head, clasped his fists and said:

"What do you think, senior brother, it has nothing to do with Chen, I still have something to do, so I quit."

After that, he didn't choose a way to escape, but moved his body and jumped to the top of the sword bamboo.

Brush –

Fang Haiping decisively drew his sword, and a sword aura rushed straight to the top of the bamboo, catching up with the back of Chen Yanjun's head.

Chen Yanjun had a premonition of a cold arrow behind his back, stepped on the bamboo knot in advance, and turned back into the valley with a dodge.

It is three zhang away from Fang Haiping!

Chen Yanjun suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:

"Save—"

As soon as he spit out a saving word, he was swept away by a sword roar and turned into a breeze.

It seems that the other party is determined to kill, and he has to delay time and wait for the rescue of the prison department.

The movement and sword qi just now are no different from fighting, and the assistant teacher of the Martial Arts Academy may not care about it.

Moreover, it is likely that this person did not come alone, but had helpers watching from outside the valley.

It was getting late, and he couldn't see Fang Haiping's appearance clearly at this moment, standing alone in the bamboo forest, like a dark humanoid murderous aura.

Chen Yanjun calmed down.

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this?"

Fang Haiping said calmly:

"I've been observing Senior Brother Chen for a few days, you must have had some kind of adventure, or you have hidden artifacts in your body, so you have these unusual talents...... I have a hunch that you are likely to become the scourge of Datang, and Fang Mou is here to eliminate the harm for the people in advance. ”

With that, another sword crackled through the air.

The sword qi roared in, and the speed was extremely fast.

Chen Yanjun expected the enemy to be the first, so he relied on the distance of three zhang and was able to dodge.

A cut was made in the school uniform on his right arm.

"Eight grades of cultivation, you can't kill me!"

Chen Yanjun said calmly.

He was worried that this son was hiding his cultivation, and the sword qi just now was much faster than his wife's sword qi.

"I feel that Senior Brother Fang doesn't want to eliminate harm for the people, and he probably has other ideas...... Speaking of which, do you want to know that poem? I still remember the first sentence. ”

Fang Haiping asked in a cold voice:

"Tell me about it."

"Stay until autumn—"

As soon as Chen Yanjun chanted four words, he heard Fang Haiping say:

"Don't stay!"

Then the figure flashed, and a sword cracked.

Chen Yanjun hurriedly retreated, thinking that this person had something to do with Huang Chao.

Inspiration!

"Wait—"

"In fact, there is not only one Tibetan poem, but also an even more powerful one."

Only then did Fang Haiping stop the pursuit and asked in a cold voice:

"And a poem?"

"Senior Brother Fang, listen to me: the sassy west wind is full of courtyards, and it is difficult for the core to be cold and fragrant. If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will report that the peach blossoms will bloom together. ”

Chen Yanjun chanted another poem by Huang Chao, and the name was also related to chrysanthemum, but he forgot the specifics.

Fang Haiping was stunned and obviously hesitated.

"If I am the Green Emperor in his year...... You...... Is there any other name besides Chen Yanjun? ”

Chen Yanjun heard it, this sentence meant to ask him if he had any other identity!

Is this guy really related to the Yellow Nest?

You must know that Huang Chao is not a great poet, and he only left a few poems, and no one knows these poems in Xianwu Datang, and even whether they have been created at the moment is not a matter of two words.

Could it be that Huang Chao often compares himself to the Green Emperor?

This made Fang Haiping hesitate?

Thinking like this, Chen Yanjun tentatively whispered:

"Heavenly King Covers the Tiger!"

Fang Haiping:

“……”

Chen Yanjun whispered again:

"Heavenly King Covers the Tiger!"

Seeing that the other party still did not respond, but his actions were obviously hesitant, Chen Yanjun's voice was cold, and he said:

"Since you can't match the code, you have no right to bother me."

Fang Haiping's voice suddenly calmed down.

"Senior Brother Chen and I went to meet someone."

Chen Yanjun remained silent, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Right now, he has a chance to go deep into the enemy's lair, and then lead the town prison secretary to smash the Yellow Dragon and wipe out the enemy in one go.

He may be rewarded and famous.

But it could also be: will die.

Obviously, the other party couldn't judge the truth of the code, so he took it to meet the high-level.

Once it is recognized by the high-level powerhouse of the other party, there is no such code, and at this moment, the people from the town prison department have not arrived, or the people who come are not strong enough, waiting for him is only a dead end!

Thinking like this, Chen Yanjun remained silent.

"See whom? Where is that man? ”

Fang Haiping only said:

"You'll know when you go."

Chen Yanjun shook his head.

"I'm sorry for the code, I can't go with you, what if you take me to the Town Prison Division?"

Fang Haiping's breath suddenly turned cold, and he only said:

"If I don't kill you, I must take you and offend."

Chen Yanjun said in his heart, a heavenly king covers the tiger, and the other party's desire to kill has become a desire to arrest people.

In this way, he has a better chance of successfully delaying time and waiting for the bad people of the town prison department to rescue.

With his ability, in the face of the eight-rank martial artist, he can at least hold out for a while.

"Take me by force, and you will die too."

Fang Haiping was no longer intimidated by his words, and drew his sword to release his sword qi.

"Snail Sword Qi, Suo!"

In an instant, a spiral sword qi rolled towards Chen Yanjun's body from all directions.

The sword qi brought up the bamboo leaves, forming a roaring sword pressure tornado.

Chen Yanjun calmed down.

Against a higher-order monk, the only way he can fight at the moment is resonance.

Listen to the sword qi.

The five spirits are one, and it is intended to be the gaseous state of spiritual pressure.

Compress the dantian and pull the spiritual pressure to the limit.

Drive the five spirits with your strength, and swing out with a sword!

I heard only a sharp roar.

Whoosh –

On the side of the spiral sword qi, a crack suddenly appeared.

Obviously, it was only a small crack, but there was a concussive spiritual pressure that spread rapidly.

Not only did it spread to all the spiral-shaped sword qi, but it also spread along the direction of the sword qi to Fang Haiping Dantian.

Frightened, Fang Haiping hurriedly avoided it.

After avoiding it, I found that the spiritual pressure of this shock was very weak.

"It's me who overestimated Senior Brother Chen!"

Chen Yanjun's resonance, although it did not completely destroy the snail sword qi, caused waves in the tornado sword qi, causing the gap to expand rapidly.

He took advantage of the opportunity to escape and ran quickly down the mountain.

This sword gave Chen Yanjun a chance to breathe.

Fang Haiping reacted and quickly caught up.

Turning over and jumping, a sword cracked down from the top of Chen Yanjun's head.

At the same time, he drew out a palm with the eight-rank spiritual pressure and hid it behind him.

Both of them are martial artists, and they are both good at their skills.

Fang Haiping's sword was very fast, and it jumped down from top to bottom, occupying favorable terrain.

If Chen Yanjun dodges easily, it is easy to catch up with him.

Immediately pulled the spiritual pressure, attached the sword with the golden spiritual power, and brushed aside the sword under the stabbing with a sword.

The other party fell with a palm.

Chen Yanjun had expected it, and he didn't flinch and slapped it with a palm.

Bang –

With this palm, Chen Yanjun's spiritual pressure instantly increased nearly tenfold, and his strength was not much worse than that of the eighth grade.

With just one palm, the other party was shocked to the bamboo tops.

Fang Haiping is like the wind stepping on bamboo, light as nothing.

"The strength of Senior Brother Chen's resonance is amazing, but unfortunately I can see through it because of this...... Senior Brother Chen really only has nine grades of cultivation, so I can rest assured. ”

Chen Yanjun's palm burst blood too hard, and he hurriedly swallowed the Clarin Pill to restore his qi and blood.

Fang Haiping directly filled the spiritual pressure and jumped down again.

This time, he didn't make any preparations, and he couldn't tell if it was a sword, a palm, or a fist or a kick.

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, after this guy was sure that he only had a nine-rank cultivation, he might feel that it was impossible to have such a weak internal response, so he decided to kill.

He can only escape.

However, the opponent's speed and strength were obviously a little sharper, and he was a lot more passive all of a sudden.

had to retreat again and again, barely dodging with snakeskin and anticipating the enemy, but he couldn't escape completely, so he could only circle in one place.

That's when —

The other party suddenly slapped his palm horizontally, fanning out an extremely strange wind, and lifted him to the ground.

Chen Yanjun was dumbfounded.

It is impossible for the eight-rank martial artist to fan out such a big movement just by his hands, but it is like a ......

Fang Haiping didn't hesitate at all, and followed a sword down, stabbing at Chen Yanjun's lower abdomen!

Chen Yanjun instinctively raised his hand and grabbed the blade of the sword.

Blood trickled down the blade......

Transform the strength, so that the bone joints and the sword body rattle.

The gold-based imperial spirit forcibly penetrated into the sword body in the form of blood.

The spiritual pressure was full, and the sword body was shocked, and a resonance entered Fang Haiping's body.

This move resonated, and instantly made the other party's immediately following palm hang in the air!

Fang Haiping had dodged Chen Yanjun's resonant sword before, and thought that his strength was very weak......

Chen Yanjun did not miss the opportunity for the other party to stiffen at this moment, holding the sword in his right hand, and using the gold spiritual pressure to pull the sword full.

The distance was too close to stab at the opponent's dantian, so he held the sword sideways and slammed it towards Fang Haiping's neck.

Brush –

Fang Haiping's head fell to the ground!

A wipe of the neck, and the head falls off?

Chen Yanjun turned his head to see that as soon as Fang Haiping's tumbling head hit the ground, it turned into rotten flesh and dust and smoke in a blink of an eye.

Looking back, in the dim light and shadow, Fang Haiping's headless body gradually twisted and squirmed, and his wings stretched out on his back, and his body and limbs turned into a huge leopard body......

- It's a headless Gu wither!

Shocked, but there was no time to be shocked, Chen Yanjun followed up with a sword and stabbed Gu Wither's abdomen.

As a result, with his full sword, he didn't even break the skin of Gu Wither's softest lower abdomen......

Gu withering burst out with seven-grade spiritual pressure in an instant!

Fang Haiping's sword fell to the side, and Gu Wei only raised his claws and stabbed back at Chen Yanjun's dantian.

History reappears......

Chen Yanjun never thought that he would die at the hands of the little monster that he had repelled when he first crossed over.

He can't die!

Right now, he can barely block a claw with a horizontal sword, but his entire waist may be cut off by the sword.

Even if the flat sword block this claw, the other claw will soon follow!

If he can't take the opportunity to kill Gu Wither, if he just defends, he will definitely die.

If the dantian is clawed, he may not die.

However, if he could take the opportunity to pass the Imperial Natal Sword in the air, insert it into Gu Wither's empty neck, and enter the sword into his body, it would be a different situation.

Thinking of this, Chen Yanjun simply gave up his defense, raised his hand and threw out the natal sword.

Flying through the air, a sword burst up, fell again, and plunged straight into Gu Wither's falling neck!

Suddenly, a gust of evening breeze blew......

"Huh?"

His falling sword hung in the air.

At the same time, the Gu withered leopard claw that should have pierced into his lower abdomen in advance, Gege hung in the air, making a crisp sound that almost collapsed......

The sword qi drifted with the evening breeze.

I only heard a clear female voice mixed with the aroma of bad wine, lingering in the bamboo forest.

"If you do this, you will lose an important specimen of the beast at the same time...... and a handsome brother-in-law. ”

Chen Yanjun raised his eyes impressively.

A tall, handsome woman figure, raised her hand to grasp the hilt of the sword that fell towards Gu Wither's neck.

The bright eyes, which were as clear as sword light and chaotic as wine, seemed to be able to shine in the night.

"Why don't you come a little later and let your brother-in-law perform how to strangle Gu wither with residual blood?"

As soon as the voice fell—

Boom!

Gu withered knew that he was invincible to Murong Ye, and blew himself up on the spot.

But by the sword qi surging from all sides, it was wrapped in the middle and pressed into a flesh and blood ball.

Subsequently, he was included in the space bag by Murong Ye.

Chen Yanjun only saw the Gu wither explode, but he didn't hear the sound of the explosion, indicating that the air vibration was suppressed by the sword qi.

He raised his hand and wiped his face, but there was no blood stain at all.

This woman is 100 million strong......

Another shocking problem is that Gu Wither actually has something to do with Huang Chao!

In the end, Fang Haiping was possessed by Gu Wither, or was he Gu Wither's deity?

Things are getting a little more complicated.

Murong Ye put away the sachet, took the wine jug from the hilt of the sword, and drank it bitterly to get rid of the fishy smell of the strange beast.

"If you can successfully blow yourself up in front of me, it seems that there are top beast masters in the country."

Chen Yanjun was speechless, what Versailles said......

He jumped to his feet and suddenly asked suspiciously:

"You shouldn't have come sooner, should you?"

Murong Ye was slightly startled, since Chen Yanjun found out, she had no choice but to confess.

She came, but she slept on a bamboo branch.

"If you honestly walked away with the Gu withering before the transformation just now, we might make a great contribution."

“…… You're here a long time ago! ”

Chen Yanjun said in his heart, if he had known that Murong Ye had come, he would not care about bravely entering the tiger's den.

"The Town Prison Department is less than ten miles away from the Guozi Prison, and I think it's difficult to come late."

Murong Ye added.

Looking at Chen Yanjun again, he actually entangled with the seventh-grade Gu wither for half a quarter of an hour with the power of the ninth grade, and the strength of his physical skills was not much worse than that of her back then!

Suddenly, she remembered what she had just said.

"What does the Heavenly King mean by the Tiger of the Earth...... How should the next sentence be answered? ”

Pagoda Town River Demon!

Chen Yanjun patted off the bamboo leaves and soil on his body.

The night is dark, there is no starry sky in the bamboo forest, and it is even darker to reach out and not see the five fingers.

I couldn't see Murong Ye's appearance clearly, and I could only smell the surging fragrance of wine.

"I'm talking nonsense for a while, I want to delay time, and the earth tiger is you."

Murong Ye was stunned.

"How do you know I'm afraid of heights...... I never even mentioned Sister Yourong. ”

Earth tiger, can it be understood that it is a tiger that does not dare to fly because of fear of heights......

No wonder this woman is unscrupulously handsome, and only rides ordinary white horses, not pegases.

Chen Yanjun smacked his head and tried to understand:

"You drink fake wine every day, can you still be afraid of heights?"

"Makes sense."

Murong Ye nodded, and in the dark night when he couldn't see his five fingers, he suddenly patted Chen Yanjun's shoulder.

"Let's go, go to the town prison department with me, your self-protection ability is higher than I imagined, and you can join the company."

In such a dark night, Chen Yanjun was a little scared when he was photographed.

Although he hasn't agreed to join the company, at the moment, he shamelessly asks the town prison department for help, and he is embarrassed to refuse again, so he only asks:

"Brother-in-law asked you one last time, are you sure you can keep me safe within a mile?"

Murong Ye shrugged his shoulders, this man is great at everything, but he is too afraid of death.

"I'm not so sure, it may be more than this distance, it may not be this distance, if Gonggong Qiu wants to kill you, I can't help it."

With that, Murong Ye rode on a white horse and left the sword and bamboo forest in the dark.

Actually riding a horse in the bamboo forest......

Chen Yanjun couldn't help but wonder, since there was a top beast master in the Guozi Prison, why didn't he just do it to him?

Isn't it safe for the country?

Is Murong Ye really that strong?

He had a hunch that if he didn't investigate the matter of the beast, he would live forever in danger!

What's more, right now, his medical skills are at the full level, his physical skills are at the full level, and his imperial spirit is at the full level...... It's time to ask my sister-in-law for some swordsmanship.

Thinking so, he summoned the white horse as well, and followed him.

It was only after leaving the main gate of the Guozijian that Murong Ye suddenly remembered something.

"I just saw the traces of the original ban of the fog, have you unraveled the Tibetan poems?"

"Nature."

Chen Yanjun was speechless, this woman did come a long time ago, but she must have fallen asleep in the middle.

He had obviously talked to Fang Haiping about this matter......

"Do you want to know who wrote the poem and what it was about?"

Unexpectedly, Murong Ye was not surprised by this, as if he had already guessed that Chen Yanjun could interpret poetry, and he didn't care about specific Tibetan poems.

"How can I understand poetry, you tell Si Zheng to go, remember to talk more about sacrifice, and ask for more bounties!"