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~Date: ~09/21~

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Hearing the ferryman's question, Ye Bai couldn't help but sneer!' "On such a windy and rainy night, the ordinary boatman has already left, how can he ferry here?"

The boatman standing on the bow of the Wupeng boat smiled slightly, but said: "The world is working hard, for the livelihood of the family, working harder, just to earn a little more livelihood, in order to make a family's belly, why not?" Ye Bai sneered: "Yes, I don't know, how can an ordinary boatman who runs for a life, even on such a windy and rainy night, have to ferry, but how can he afford to wear the snow silkworm silk that ordinary people can't even see the last time?"

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When the boatman heard this, his face finally changed slightly, he lowered his head, and finally understood something, and his face changed in a variable.

Under the outer layer of green sè clothes, the clothes inside, but they have not been changed, although the clothes are large, they can only block most of them, and there are still some places in the hem, and the corner of the delicate and precious green sè silk underwear is lu.

"Hahaha, good, good eyesight!" The boatman "haha" smiled, simply stopped pretending, stretched out his hand, and the coat on his body was torn in half by him, and thrown into the lake casually, the hat on his head was also thrown aside, and he tidied up his hair and sideburns.

He stood on the bow of the boat, dressed in green clothes fluttering, and carried a forty-eight bone oil paper umbrella upside down, the whole person looked like a scribe in green clothes, but he had a sense of excellence and ungroupedness, and was proud of all beings.

Before the rain approached, it was dispersed by a burst of qi on his body, and the rain curtains around him didn't seem to be able to approach him in the slightest.

Witnessing this scene, Ye Bai's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly raised his voice: "Zhou Jun, the green-shirted scribe, the third big man in the Twelve Chasing Hun Group of the Seven Star Altar has also arrived, is it worth it to hunt down an unknown junior like me."

On the other side, when the man in Tsing Yi heard this, his expression was sneered and said: "Nameless junior? Your Excellency killed five people from my Seven Star Altar in a row, the seventh, the sixth, the fifth and the fourth, all of them died at your hands. ”

"Today, I, the green-shirted scribe Zhou Jun, will take your head and sacrifice the souls of my four brothers. After speaking, he slowly pulled out a cold and shining, slender and narrow sword from the umbrella bone, the tip of the sword flashed a layer of faint purple light in the rain curtain, as beautiful as autumn water, and pointed obliquely at Ye Bai.

A scholar's umbrella, a show girl's sword!

'Great Qiankun swordsmanship.

The name is weird, but the power is absolutely incomprehensible.

Seeing this scene, Ye Bai's eyes shrank, and his mind was powerless for a moment.

"Green shirt scribe" Zhou Jun is the peak realm of the top Xuanzong, Gong is the third person in the Seven Star Altar Twelve Chasing Hun Group, it can be said that only under the two main and deputy team leaders, the name of the first killer has never been false.

Fame moves the world. The strength is unmatched by any previous chaser.

His scholarly umbrella has seventy-two strange moves, and the sword in the umbrella will only be pulled out for those who will make him feel threatened.

And this time, as soon as he came up, he abandoned the umbrella and used the sword, which shows that he has a deep taboo against Ye Bai.

A top-level Xuanzong pinnacle realm of the pinnacle of existence, in the face of Ye Bai, an ordinary median Xuanzong with an inconspicuous reputation, he actually showed a god like a great enemy, if it was usual, Ye Bai would definitely feel honored.

But now...... But I only felt hopeless.

Even in the heyday, when he encountered such a strong enemy, with Ye Bai's strength, he was also defeated and won less, not to mention the current situation, when the oil ran out, the lamp was dry, he was covered in injuries, and his combat strength was less than one-twelfth of the usual time, no matter how you look at it, you can only wait for death.

What's more, he still has a person in his arms.

The soybean-sized rain fell from the sky and hit Ye Bai's body, his body was cold, his heart was even colder, and he was holding Bai Hanya's hand, but it was tighter, and he could even clearly see the bulging green tendons on his hands.

The scene seemed to become silent all of a sudden, and between heaven and earth, except for the sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, and the cold light of the beautiful female sword purple sè in Zhou Jun's hand, there was nothing else.

Ye Bai's heartstrings have been stretched to the limit, and it seems that they can be torn at any time.

Finally, the "green-shirted scribe" Zhou Jun moved, and when he moved, it was like a streamer, and the long sword in his hand brought out a dazzling purple light, directly Ye Baiyintang.

Before Ye Bai's thoughts could be savored, his body reacted directly, with a sharp spin, avoiding the sword, his fingers flicked continuously, and three bloody finger blows, like three heavy hammers, hit the "green-shirted scribe" Zhou Jun's Xiunu sword.

"Bang bang bang" made three muffled sounds, and the Xiu Girl Sword in Zhou Jun's hand bent abruptly, and a cold light slid up, and it was pulled up again.

A solemn meaning flashed in his eyes: "... It's kind of interesting, and then take a certain sword from Zhou!"

As soon as the words fell, the purple light of the Xiunu sword was unfurled, and there were three swords in a row, shaped like a lotus huā, attacking Ye Bai's upper, middle and lower three ways.

"There is a difference between the universe, there is no door to enter the ground, and the lotus huā blooms!" Ye Bai's body leaned up, and the whole person lay flat, like a piece of paper, narrowly dodging the three swords, the whole body slid forward rapidly, and the tip of his nose swept under the sword, and there was a tremble.

And his fingers, as if they were open, flicked rapidly, and countless fist-sized blood bats suddenly appeared, overwhelming the sky, and rushed towards Zhou Jun above his head.

"Three thousand blood amplitudes after the ten directions illusion trick!" Zhou Jun was startled, but soon saw that these were just illusions, just a sword light, all the blood amplitude seemed to melt as ice and snow, and it couldn't resist him at all, but at this moment, Ye Bai had already retreated.

As soon as he raised his hand, a sword light came into the air, and the sword light folded in the air, and then one turned into three, three into nine, and nine into twenty-seven.

It is the middle level of the green level, the first trick of the three-day sword qi technique, the proud sword trick, the second trick, and the sword trick.

Although Ye Bai has not had time to cultivate the last six tricks, but only these two tricks have been cultivated to the peak state, and the two are one, both of which are indomitable and the supreme power of killing the enemy with momentum: and like lightning and fire, everything is gone, and only the pursuit of a limit speed is indomitable.

Heaven and earth seemed to slow down at this moment.

Seeing this powerful sword, the "green-shirted scribe" Zhou Jun didn't care, and sneered: "Carving insect skills." The palm of his hand opened, and with a grasp of the air, the twenty-seven three-day sword qi tricks issued by Ye Bai were all twisted, and then "bang" scattered.

White smoke curls.

In the distance, Ye Baijian's style was blocked from this counterattack, and he couldn't help but let out a painful "wow" in his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

Originally, his injuries were not good, and at this time, he was even more injured.

"Green shirt scribe" Zhou Jun waved his long sword, and pressed again, countless purple sè sword lights, staggered up and down, vertical and horizontal, like a chessboard, cutting through thousands of spaces.

Ye Baiqiang endured his injuries and shouted: "Sword array, water blue thousand screens!"

With his shouting, countless sword lights flashed behind him, forming light blue squares, blocking Ye Bai in front of him.

The sword of the "green-shirted scribe" Zhou Jun attacked all the "dingding......dingding" on these beautiful light blue squares

Countless golden and iron crisp sounds came, and one by one the water blue squares were hit, and the light was a dark ten consecutive swords, and the entire sword array collapsed, turning into a little blue sè light, and disappeared into the rain curtain.

Ye Bai staggered back and "pounced", knelt on one knee, it was already dark in front of him, and in his throat, there was a trace of sweetness pouring out, the fourth-order intermediate sword formation was a thousand curtains, Gong was below the fifth order, and the strongest defensive sword formation had always been unfavorable and unfavorable, but this was the first time that it was directly destroyed by someone head-on.

As soon as the sword array was destroyed, Ye Bai was even more injured.

Zhou Jun, the "green-shirted scribe" behind the dissipation of countless blue lights, sneered on his face: "What, is this the only ability, then take your life, purple qi comes from the east, sword qi, disease!"

With a loud shout, a little sword light, like a star blooming, changed from small to large, and attacked Ye Baimian sharply, the terrifying sword qi had not yet arrived, Ye Bai only felt a pain in his eyebrows.

His face changed dramatically.

If he was hit head-on by this sword, even if Ye Bai could deploy a Water Blue Thousand Curtain Sword Array, he would definitely not be able to resist it, and what was even worse was that he would no longer have any extra Xuan Qi to support him to lay another Water Blue Thousand Curtain again.

Biting the tip of his tongue, the salty blood instantly pierced his dizzy brain, he knew that he couldn't fall down at this time, and once he fell, there would be no chance to wake up.

With a flicker of his body, his whole body turned into a heavy afterimage, rushed into the sky, and rushed directly into the air.

Walking four phases a day, walking into the void.

The rain curtain was denser, hitting the face, and there was a crackling pain.

Zhou Jun, the "green-shirted scribe" under him, was like a cat playing with a mouse, his body folded, and he followed again, and the imperial sword rushed straight up, from the bottom to the top, stabbing Ye Zi's lower abdomen.

Seeing that Ye Bai had rushed to the highest, he was about to fall, this sword would undoubtedly hit the "green shirt scribe" Zhou Jun, with a cruel sè on his face, and on his face, which had always been elegant and humble, he smiled slightly, opened his mouth, and took a mouthful of rain mixed with the blood on Ye Bai's body, and said coldly: "Go die!" As soon as the sword light flourished, its speed increased, and the purple light of the Xiunu sword bloomed, like a lotus huā, accelerating the backlash upward.

Ye Bai is already in danger.

At this moment, the eyes of Zhou Jun, the "green-shirted scribe" below, widened, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and said, "How is this possible?"

Ye Bai's figure was falling rapidly, and at the moment when he was about to be pierced in half by his sword from the bottom up, his body folded again, and when he was powerless to borrow, he turned into a "zhi"

Glyph, dodging the sword, flashed to the side.

His white clothes fluttered, and his figure was in the dense rain curtain, like a white crane soaring into the sky, exuding a faint and hazy white light.

"As soon as the cloud dragon appeared, the crane soared into the sky、, after getting the secret of the body method of the "Cloud Dragon Ten Appearances" given by Hanshan, the master of the Purple Realm Valley, along the way, Ye Bai studied from time to time, and now it has reached the point of "the fifth change of the cloud dragon", but further up, every change has become extremely difficult, even with Ye Bai's diligence and talent, it is difficult to enter, stuck at this pass.

But at this moment, at a critical juncture, Ye Bai relied on the first trick of the "Ten Appearances of the Cloud Dragon", and the crane soared into the sky, which was able to dodge the sword that broke through the abdomen, and rushed to a higher sky.

But the danger has not been lifted, Ye Bai's old strength has been discharged, and there will always be a time when his body will fall, and when the time comes, as long as the "green-shirted scribe" Zhou Jun arrives, it will be his death.

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