A plum line...... The summer courtyard and autumn colors are equally divided.

Ye Hongyu stood quietly, his face became more and more pale, but there was more vivid crystalline meaning in his eyes, and the jet-black bun was scattered and hung down on his shoulders.

Ning Que raised his arm and wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his lips.

The two people did not separate life and death, and they did not even distinguish between victory and defeat.

Ning Que's face was full of smiles, even the serum that was wiped long by the corners of his lips seemed to be laughing, because he was very satisfied with the outcome of this battle. He didn't use Haoran Qi to simulate Haotian Shenhui, nor did he draw his sword, just used a talisman to make Ye Hongyu use the natal dao fish, which was enough to make him proud.

What's more, from the moment he saw the Dao Idiot on the Wasteland Snow Cliff, this cultivation genius of the Haotian Dao Sect was the deepest shadow in his heart and the target he wanted to chase the most, he always thought that he was still far away from the other party, but today he was able to fight with the other party to a draw.

From the young soldier in Weicheng who couldn't practice and could only meditate, and only dreamed in meditation, to the academy who was now able to compete with the legendary Taoist idiot, Ning Que seemed to have a smooth ride along the way, and only he knew how much hardship and sweat and blood were hidden in it.

At this moment, he didn't have to think about the fact that the Dao idiot was injured and degraded, he felt that he should be proud, he just wanted to be proud at this time.

However, Ye Hongyu didn't want him to be proud, and looked at the ground and said expressionlessly: "Your progress is indeed very fast, even faster than the progress of the Adjudication Division's intelligence, and it is beyond my imagination...... But there's nothing to be proud of, because you can't even force my full strength. ”

Ning Que was not struck by her words at all, and kept waving his fists excitedly, completely ignoring the slight sweetness of the blood between his chest and abdomen, and said in a slightly sandy voice: "You are not suitable for learning Chen Pipi, what is the point of bickering." ”

Ye Hongyu slowly raised his head and looked at him.

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Jet-black hair slipped down her right shoulder, falling naturally into a straight bunch, like a waterfall falling smoothly...... Seemingly soft...... In fact, there is a lot of power in it.

Her expression was serene, and her eyebrows were straight and resolute...... The gaze was cold.

Ning Que's expression suddenly froze, and he slowly urged his mental power, and the crystal dripping Haoran Qi condensation in his body began to rotate, transmitting power to every part of his body.

Ye Hongyu looked at him quietly and said, "Do you want to take me another sword?"

Ning Que took a deep breath...... said, "Please." ”

Ye Hongyu unbuttoned the collar of the cyan robe, revealing the white skin.

Ning Que was slightly stunned.

In the Heavenly Forsaken Mountains, when he first saw Ye Hongyu, she was a beautiful and seductive girl wearing a red short skirt and bare straight legs...... He never hesitated to show off her beauty, yet he believed that she would never disdain to use her beauty as a weapon.

Then why did she untie the collar of her robe at this time?

Ye Hongyu's next actions shocked Ning Que even more speechlessly.

She stretched her hand down from the neckline, and as her hand penetrated, the thin cyan robe was crumbled tighter, and the curve of the girl's chest was exposed, beautiful and heart-warming, thrilling.

She pulled a small piece of paper from her dirty clothes.

The small pieces of paper are small...... It is about the thickness of two fingers, and the ink lines are faintly visible on the edges...... I don't know if it's wet from the rain or the girl's sweat, and the ink line is a little blurry.

Ning Que looked at the thin piece of paper between her fingers, as if she could smell the slight warmth on it.

"It's ...... Sword?"

Ye Hongyu said calmly: "This is the strongest sword I have ever cultivated in my life. ”

Ning Que's expression became solemn, and he said, "I want to take a look." ”

Ye Hongyu held a small piece of paper between his fingers and sent it forward.

She was standing at the end of the plum line at this time, separated from Ning Que by a few zhang distance, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, the piece of paper between her fingers seemed to really reach Ning Que's eyes.

Ning Que understood that Ye Hongyu's action of sending the paper forward was an extremely chilling sword drawing action.

Then he clearly saw the ink lines on the edges of the paper.

Then he saw a sword that was extremely sharp and extremely powerful.

The sword had no outward shape.

There is only an infinite terrifying sword intent that seems to come from the sky.

That sword intent proudly lay across the courtyard, resting on the broken plum, quiet in Ye Hongyu's hand, spraying thin stabs towards Ning Que's eyebrows, condensing into tangible wounds with invisible meaning.

Ning Que felt a great danger, and the Haoran Qi in his body suddenly ran violently, but that sword came too fast, that sword intent came too casually, and the sword momentum completely ignored the time barrier, instantly enveloping his whole body, and directly slashed at his body before he could react!

The sword momentum condensed by the sword intent of the paper sword did not have an actual sharp sword body, and the waves of the law slapped it directly, and the huge power contained in the sword directly split him off the ground, and swept backwards like a fallen bird, and finally hit the wall of the courtyard of the other house, making a muffled sound!

Freshly painted wall ash fell, revealing the green bricks inside.

Ning Queji sat under the wall, and blood spurted out with a pop, and his face was covered with ...... Washed by blood... On the placket, a ravine flowed out...... "It looks miserable."

He raised his hand with difficulty to wipe the blood on his chest, looked at the thin piece of paper between the thin fingers of Ye Hongyu on the other side of the yard, and his eyes were full of horror: "This is ...... What sword?"

Ye Hongyu did not sue him.

Ning Que naturally didn't know that the piece of finger between her fingers was a sword intent condensed by Liu Bai, the strongest sword saint in the world, who had condensed all the sword dao gains from half of her life into a sloppy and clumsy pen and ink.

It is universally recognized that the cultivation talent of the Dao idiot is amazing and peerless, but after so many days of meditation and hard work, she still has not been able to fully comprehend this thin paper sword, but even if she only understands a little bit of it, her fingers can come out at will, and she can make Chen Bachi in the upper realm of the cave Xuan split his eyes and be blind, where is Ning Que able to resist? Ye Hongyu walked over the line composed of chips, nodded slightly at Ning Que in the corner of the wall, and said, "Thank you." ”

With that, she turned and went back to her room.

Ning Que stood up with difficulty against the wall, looking at the closed door, thoughtfully, he was already able to determine at this time that Ye Hongyu's secret was the little paper sword, and the reason why she would say thank you to herself was probably because of the previous moment, her penance these days had finally made some progress through today's battle.

It's just that he can't figure it out, Ye Hongyu's realm has indeed fallen to the realm of the Cave Xuan, but since there is that small paper sword of unknown origin hidden in the profane clothes, he is afraid that his true strength has faintly been able to stand on the threshold of the realm of knowing fate or even farther, in this case, why is there still someone in the Xiling Temple who believes in power to deal with her? She has concealed her strength? She has concealed her strength and is so anxious and eager to gain greater power, what is it for? Who in the temple is worthy of her spending so much effort to deal with?

Thinking of some faint possibility, Ning Que had already forgotten the pain on his body, looked at the closed door and was shocked, thinking that the Dao idiot was indeed a Dao idiot, not only the cultivation realm was above himself, even if he wanted to do something, it turned out to be more violent than what he wanted to do.

After the First World War, Ning Que and Ye Hongyu also participated in or fought together many times, these two young people who were the best at fighting in the cultivation world, fighting in the courtyard, fighting in the lotus field, fighting in the shade of the willows, fighting between the cliffs, the more they fought, the more they felt that they were fighting with another self in the world, and they were drunk and crazy.

It's just that in the next battles, Ye Hongyujue didn't use that thin little paper sword, and Ning Que never won against her again, fortunately, the so-called life-and-death fight was just an excuse to put pressure on himself before the battle, otherwise he would die even if he had nine lives.

Without a paper sword, Ning Que still couldn't defeat the Dao idiot, and he had lost so many games in a row, if he were an ordinary person, he would probably have been frustrated to numb and then give up on himself, but he didn't have this kind of affection at all, he cherished the opportunity to fight with the Dao idiot, and continued to learn from it.

Ning Que really wanted to look at the little paper sword again, but he now admired Ye Hongyu's Dao changes in the battle, all laws are a very powerful thing, and what is even more powerful is Ye Hongyu's swiftness and decisiveness when she chooses what kind of Dao method to use to deal with the enemy, it seems that she has already guessed what he will do before he starts.

Except for the Yuan Thirteen Arrows that did not move, Ning Que tried his best in these battles, and even once used the Haotian Shenhui that Haoran Qi had made, but he still lost a mess

At this time, recalling the battle on the shore of Daming Lake last year, Ye Hongyu used the ice fish condensed by the lake water to dissolve his teeth and the picture of thirteen arrows, Ning Que was sure that this had nothing to do with calculation, but her instinctive reaction, and couldn't help but feel more and more terrifying, this and instinctive reaction can completely open a whole level with the enemy of the same realm in the battle.

Someone, early in the morning, Ning Que, who lost another game, looked at Ye Hongyu under the shade of the willows, and finally couldn't control the confusion in his heart anymore, and asked, "How did you do it?"

In these days of fighting, Ye Hongyu has also gained a lot, his body has become a lot healthier, and his understanding of the paper sword has also made progress again.

And she once again confirmed the fact that Ning Que was not the opponent with the highest realm she had ever met, but the most difficult opponent she had ever met, this man was not like ordinary cultivators, who would only use the stupid blows of the flying sword rune paper, but would really fight.

Because she confirmed this fact, she confirmed by the way that among the disciples on the second floor of the academy, Ning Que would be ranked in the top three of the must-kill list, only after Mr. Big and Mr. Second.

But that's all in the future, and she doesn't mind that Ning Que will become stronger now, because she has enough confidence, so she decided to teach Ning Que something.

"Do you know what it means to know your fate?"

The willow shade covered the girl's slightly ruddy and beautiful face, which was cool, and even her questioning without a trace of affection became cool and pleasant.

(To be continued)