A gale whistled, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, and a crack of about dozens of feet was drawn on the ground in front of him.

The sword qi pierced the ground and brushed away the mist, revealing a scene in front of him.

Two figures were revealed.

Ye Wuwu's eyes flashed slightly, and then he put away the Linyuan Sword, and said with a light smile on his face.

"It turned out to be two old acquaintances, what's the matter, there is still a halo hanging around them, and the special effects are good."

Xia Anmeng looked at the man with the sword in front of him, and there was a slight surprise in his eyes.

Beside her, there was still the young Taoist in a simple Taoist robe, and the eyes of the Taoist were a little dignified.

There was a faint glimmer of light around the two of them, which seemed to protect them.

Fang Cai's sharp sword qi did not cause the slightest damage to the two of them.

As Ye Wuwu said, the two sides are already old acquaintances.

Xia Anmeng and Zhang Mingxuan, former Taoist traitors and now Red Lotus.

Compared with Ye Wuwu's breezy expression, the look on Zhang Mingxuan's face was much more complicated.

He had met Ye Wuwu.

At that time, Ye Wuwu, the cultivation realm was just a second-grade.

It's just that at that time, the other party already had the combat power of Yipin, which was comparable to his puppet.

But it doesn't stop there.

When they met for the first time, Zhang Mingxuan, who was on the top of Nanshan, could still do it if he wanted to kill Ye Wuwu with iron heart.

Although the Daomen pays attention to indifference and inaction, the real Taoism and subtleties are not very imaginable.

But now, in front of him, the little swordsman at the beginning, was already blowing snow at this time.

If it was just blowing snow, it would have been fine, but the previous deeds had to weigh a few points in his heart.

Now that they meet again, what do the two sides think about each other?

Looking at the two of them looking a little nervous, Ye Wuwu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly, his eyes swept over the other party, but he saw Zhang Mingxuan take a slight step and lay in front of the woman.

This made Ye Wuwu's eyes a little surprised.

However, he didn't show it, but he just said with a helpless smile on his face for some reason.

"Don't be so nervous, it doesn't seem like we're at that point of life and death yet."

This is indeed the case, although Ye Wuwu once fought with Zhang Mingxuan, but in the end, both sides were overwhelmed, and no one was helpless.

At that time, Ye Wuwu did not make a dead move, because he still had the Earth Immortal Sword that had not been used.

Now it seems that in fact, Zhang Mingxuan did not make a dead move, those moves of the Daomen, Ye Wuwu didn't understand it at first, and he still doesn't understand it now, but at least he knows, it's far from that simple.

Now that we meet again, there are already some things that are not everything.

Xia Anmeng is blowing snow, and Zhang Mingxuan is Bai Hong......

These are already unattainable martial arts realms in the eyes of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, but in front of Ye Wuwu today, they are a little faintly not enough.

Ye Wuwu's words fell, and he was silent for a while, but it was Zhang Mingxuan who slowly spoke.

"Ye Wuwu, you and I didn't have any big grievances before, there is a crisis on this Penglai Island, why don't you leave it at that?"

Ye Wuwu raised his eyebrows and happily agreed.

"That's nature."

Zhang Mingxuan's eyes were a little surprised, as if he didn't expect the other party to agree so happily.

Is that really the case?

The young swordsman's clear voice sounded again, with a slight smile in his words, but he seemed calm.

"However, I would like to know, what is there in this Penglai that makes the world so fascinated?"

Zhang Mingxuan was about to take a step, but at this moment, he fell again, his eyes narrowed slightly, stared straight at Ye Wuwu's gaze, and said calmly.

"Nature is the opportunity that can make people step into the land immortals, the elixir of immortality, and the countless treasures of heaven and earth......"

Zhang Mingxuan's words stopped abruptly at this moment, his jaw was slightly raised, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

The tip of the three-inch sword is pointed straight at the throat.

Almost instantly, Xia Anmeng, who was originally inadvertently protected by the young Taoist, was bitten by silver teeth at this moment, and he actually stepped out, and then pushed the young Taoist away, and his hands were spread out in front of the other party.

There was an angry shout from behind him.

"Stand down."

Cheyenne's body didn't move.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Wuwu didn't know how to speak for a while, and the clear sword in his hand seemed to be faintly dim at this moment, as if he had lost his will.

His gaze looked at the two in front of him.

Full of flaws.

Now he can end the other party's life with just a sword.

But Ye Wuwu suddenly felt that there was no need.

He smiled a little wordlessly, the sword in his hand dissipated, and the Linyuan sword was casually put away by him, pulling out a beautiful sword flower.

Then, Ye Wuwu looked at the two people in front of him with interest, touched his chin with his right hand, and nodded slightly.

Zhang Mingxuan and Xia Anmeng suddenly stopped arguing, and seemed to have just reacted to their current situation.

Ye Wuwu snorted lightly, and then spoke leisurely, with a bit of frivolity in his words, but it was not mockery, but joking.

"Zhang Mingxuan, good luck."

Zhang Mingxuan's brows furrowed, with his thinking mode, he couldn't understand the meaning of Ye Wuwu's words at all.

Ye Wuwu shook his head, he didn't care, he still smiled so plainly.

"Let's put it another way, Master Zhang, it's better to talk about yourself, why you came to this Penglai Wonderland.

When I'm in the outside world, I don't feel your existence, and it took a lot of effort to hide my identity, right? ”

Ye Wuwu's voice was clear, unhurried, and there was no majesty at all.

But his gaze was directly at the other party.

There was an inexplicable pressure coming from Ye Wuwu's body, which made Zhang Mingxuan a little breathless for a while.

The sword intent is pervasive.

Has it come to this point?

Zhang Mingxuan's heart was a little indescribably complicated, the kid who had not reached the second grade in the past, now the sword intent alone could make him feel so coercive.

If everything went well at the beginning, and he didn't forcibly step into a product under the auspicious red cloud, he may have stepped on the road now?

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

Zhang Mingxuan sighed a little lightly in his heart, but his expression was still clear, and he was silent for a while, and finally spoke.

"I'm here to pursue the Great Way."

"What is the Great Dao?"

Ye Wuwu asked rhetorically without hesitation.

Just kidding, this kind of mysterious answer can only be heard by those people in Taoism.

Ye Wuwu couldn't listen to it.

Zhang Mingxuan seemed to know this, so he spoke again, his tone was flat, since he had decided to speak, he didn't hesitate at the moment.

"The avenue is the avenue, and it is the road to be pursued by the poor."

There was a little impatience between Ye Wuwu's expressions, and said.

"What road?"

Zhang Mingxuan's words paused, as if he was thinking about how to speak, and seemed to be brewing.

After a long time, he made up his mind, took a deep breath, and spoke again.

"The path to the truth."

(End of chapter)