I saw a man in bright yellow clothes walking out of the temple, and approached a man who looked to be quite handsome, holding a folding fan in his hand, and embroidering the embroidery pattern of a long sword breaking through the clouds on his sleeves. It should be a disciple of the Sword Lake Sect.

When the man in yellow stopped at the side of the Shuangxuan Daoist, he bowed to the black-robed woman: "I am asking Jian Hulan Wuqiu to ask the disciples of the sect to be worthy, Ye Nuxia's words just now are serious, and the Shuangxuan Daoist just looks at me and stays in the temple today to bother and want to see what I think."

An old fox can't do it, and a little fox is endless, Ye Dang can only ask in a deep voice when he sees the two standing together: "What do you two want, do you want to force Ye to stay in the view?" I had to put the unfastened strip of black cloth back on the ground.

The wind gradually rose in the mountains, and gusts of mountain wind howled, and except for the three opposing people, the rest of the disciples retreated behind the gate.

"If Ye Nuxia really went to Sword Casting Peak, please come in and talk about it in detail, it is related to the survival of the martial arts in the rivers and lakes, and I hope the girl will think about it carefully."

"The layman only needs to enter the meditation to check and discuss with us, which will be of great benefit to all sects and martial arts."

"Needless to say, what do you have to do with me, if you have to discuss matters, then fight" The black-robed woman was annoyed by these words.

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Shuangxuan Daoist and Ying Kan saw that the black-robed woman was not as they wished, so they glanced at each other, one holding a sword on the left side of the Sanxing Gate, and the other fanning on the right side of the Sanxing Gate.

This time, the Frost Xuandao people no longer dodged, and swept in front of the black-robed woman in one step, holding a sword and slashing at the black-robed woman's head, as if to cut off her head with a hood.

Ye Dangting immediately waved the black cloth strip to resist, and just blocked the incoming long sword. Immediately whip the leg and prepare to kick the frost Xuandao man in the waist. Unexpectedly, at this time, Ying Kan moved, and he used a folding fan as a sword to stab the black-robed woman in the abdomen. The black-robed woman was not in a hurry to retract her legs, so she had to give up and repel the Frost Xuandao man, stepped back to the ground with her right foot, caught her long sword and slashed, and then swung the black cloth strip in the direction of Yingkan.

The Frost Xuan Dao people were stunned for a moment, and there was no strange collision sound like just now, could it be just the accident of the long sword in his hand. Ying Kan dodged Ye Dangting's swing and pushed back to his right side and waited with a fan.

Of course, the black-robed woman didn't give the other party any thinking action, and waved the black cloth strip to meet the frost Xuandao people again, the frost Xuandao people were shocked by the black-robed woman in the previous battle, and this re-battle was nothing more than a strong support for Yu Wenjian Lake to join forces, and it was already the end of the strong crossbow.

The black-robed woman didn't care about Ying Kan's interference under a burst of attack, just to use the black cloth strip to force the frost Xuandao people to take out the sword to block, take advantage of the injury of her right hand, and focus on her right hand, all the way with both hands, so that the black cloth strip left palm or as a handle or as a push pillar posture, so that Ye Dang listened to the black cloth strip more and more dazzling, so that Ying Kan could not enter for a while, and the frost Xuandao people were defeated and retreated.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Shuangxuan Dao people had to shout: "Brother Yingkan, don't watch the battle anymore, and come up to wish the poor Dao a hand."

Ying Kan had no choice but to withdraw the folding fan and no longer feint, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, raised his hand and waved it forward, which was convenient to cooperate with the Frost Xuan Dao people to kill the black-robed woman, but Ye Dangting dragged the black cloth strip in front of him with his left hand, and spun in a circle, as if dancing a sword flower to separate the two.

Frost Xuandao people met the black-robed woman head-on, swung the blade and staggered back, Ying Kan swept and attacked, it was another straight stab, wanting to exchange injuries for injuries, but Ye Tian made a strange move, aiming at the black cloth strip that had not yet been withdrawn in front of him, Ying Kan was also a straight stab, slightly shorter than the position of Ying Kan's sword, just when the soft sword and the black cloth strip collided, Ye Dangting suddenly lifted it up, and his left hand also held up the black cloth strip forward.

A strange scene happened, after the soft sword sank into the long strip of black cloth, it seemed to cut off several strips of cloth on the surface, but no debris slipped off, and it was still impossible to see what the black cloth was wrapping in, whether it was a knife or a sword or other weapon.

The soft sword seemed to be bitten by something, and Ying Kan couldn't pull out the sword, at first the long sword just didn't enter the tip of the sword, and when Ying Kan reacted, half of the sword body had been submerged into the black cloth strip to form a parallel shape, and Ying Kan saw that the opportunity was not good, so he had to abandon the soft sword and retreat slightly.

The Frost Xuan Dao people were shocked when they saw such a scene on the side, thinking to themselves what kind of thing would swallow people's weapons. Maybe it's really like a long sword in your own hand, from the hand of a famous teacher? In the future, this person will definitely be left behind, even if he does not leave this black cloth strip.

"Ye Nuxia is a good method, I don't know who the utensils in my hand come from," Ying Kan stood behind and said slowly.

"It's just some strange tricks, one of you is injured and the other has no weapons, do you want to continue" Ye Dangting pointed the black cloth strip at the frost Xuandao person, and the software inserted on the black cloth strip did not affect the black-robed woman moving forward at all.

The meaning is obvious, if you still want to fight, I will still beat you, a bull-nosed old man, first cripple your right hand, and then teach the little white face who asked Jianhu next to you a lesson.

Seeing this, the Shuangxuan Daoist was about to make another move, but was interrupted by Ying Kan: "Dao Chief, don't step forward, I have no intention of fighting again, since Ye Nuxia doesn't want to discuss the past with us, let's stop."

"Where to say goodbye" Immediately, Ye Dangting turned around and dragged the black cloth strip to leave, put his entire back in front of the two of them, and quickly pulled out the folding fan and swung it forward, and a silver needle ejected from the folding fan and pointed directly at the back of the head of the black-robed woman, ready to attack and kill.

Unexpectedly, Ye Dang listened to the left hand and poked his head back, so he crushed the silver needle and threw it back again, the speed was faster than Ying Kan's fan, which made Ying Kan defenseless, and instantly disappeared into the center of his eyebrows, and there was no trace of the silver needle.

Ying Kan staggered to the ground, whimpering in his mouth: "Fei Guluan...... Forge a sword..."Before he finished speaking, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he could no longer hear his words clearly, and asked Jianhu should die in the square outside the Southern Xinjiang Sanxing Temple.

"The layman killed the disciples of Wenjian Lake today, and he will definitely be hunted down by Wenjian Lake in the future!" The Frost Xuan Daoist said to the back of the black-robed woman, and the right hand holding the sword was still trembling slightly.

"So what, the Lord of the Audience can tell the Sword Lake about this matter and let them come to the southern Xinjiang to find Ye, but there is no need for Ye to say more about whether the matter of the long sword in the hands of the Lord will be revealed" The black-robed woman still didn't look back, and was about to walk to the steps to go down the mountain, so she took out the soft sword that was wrapped in a long strip of black cloth just now and threw it aside at will.

The Frost Xuan Daoist staggered and almost didn't stand firm, thinking that sure enough, this person knew something about the Sword Casting Peak a year ago, and this matter definitely couldn't be known to other sects.

Ye Dang's voice came again: "But don't worry, as long as the Lord is no longer embarrassed by Ye, you don't know about my murder, I naturally don't know why the Lord is wearing a sword" The voice gradually faded away, and it should have gone away.

At this time, a disciple stepped forward and asked the Shuangxuan Daoist: "What should the Lord do now......

"Deal with Ying Kan's corpse, today's incident should not have happened, if you ask Jianhu afterwards if there is a letter to be sent to me, you must report it to me" Shuangxuan Daoist turned around and walked towards the mountain gate, staggering, as if he was a few years older in an instant. The little Taoist priest named Zhou Mo silently remembered the fight and conversation just now and disappeared into the crowd.

When the black-robed woman passed by the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, a burning stinging sensation came from the tip of her left finger. Something wasn't quite right with the silver needle just now...... Originally, she was going to leave Fengcheng, so she had to go back to the direction of the city.