In the sword training square of Penglai Island, the disciple battle was going on like tea, and Ye Yun, who was breathing in the corner of the square, slowly opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Yun looked at the center of the square where the sound of fighting was endless, and prepared to watch the battle of the other disciples.

Coming to a light mask, where several beautiful female disciples of the Blue Lotus Sect gathered, Ye Yun looked at the light mask with his own care, and it was a Shura Island disciple and a Qinglian Sect disciple who were fighting.

The battle was extremely fierce, the male disciples of Shura Island roared angrily and scattered, each sword swing went straight to the vital point of the female disciple of the Qinglian Sect, on the contrary, the female disciple of the Qinglian Sect looked calm, and when the opponent swung out every sword, he was extremely clever to dodge the fatal blow.

At this time, a young woman in green blinked her eyes and looked at Ye Yun who was standing next to the light mask, but after a while, her expression gradually became gloomy.

"Dead boy. ”

Just when Ye Yun was watching the battle carefully, a delicate angry shout exploded in his ears, Ye Yun turned around and looked, it was the woman in green, with a beautiful appearance, an indifferent expression, weak and strong, and a domineering spirit hidden in the strong, which was engraved in people's hearts at a glance.

The woman in green stared at Ye Yun, her eyes exuding a trace of flames, seeing Ye Yun looking at her, she couldn't help but be even more angry in her heart, and said secretly: "Sister Pan Jie, I will definitely kill this person with my own hands and help you take revenge." ”

Ye Yun saw that the other party called himself a dead boy, and thought that the other party had recognized the wrong person, so he nodded slightly at the woman in green and said, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"Recognize the wrong person. ”

The woman in green snorted coldly, looked vicious, and said: "Yesterday, the girl who died under your sword was a senior sister who was like me and sister, I hope you will ask for more blessings, don't meet me in the disciple war." ”

Ye Yun looked at the appearance of the woman in green and felt a little funny, and couldn't cry or laugh in her heart, a beautiful girl who was so good that she couldn't pretend to be innocent, and ran out and shouted to kill someone.

Listening to the angry shouts of the woman in green, he finally remembered that he killed a female disciple of the Qinglian Sect yesterday, but he was not weak-hearted, he stared at the woman in green, and said confidently: "Are there still fewer senior brothers who died in the hands of the disciples of the Qinglian Sect?"

"You. The woman in green was speechless for a while, and she didn't quibble, she looked at Ye Yun angrily, and said angrily: "Dead boy, don't be quick to talk here, remember your aunt's name, Qinglianmen Frost, don't let me bump into you in the disciple war, otherwise you will die an ugly death." ”

Listening to the woman in green reporting her name, Ye Yun shook her head slightly, with an indifferent expression, and asked, "When the time comes, how ugly will my death be?"

Frost gritted her teeth in anger, she snorted softly, and turned to leave.

Ye Yun looked at Hanshuang'er's back, and felt a little funny in his heart, the rules of the disciple battle were not set by him, the two of them fought, either you die or I die, he will not lose his life in order to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade and be a good person.

How do you know, in the world, there is only one life, only to save your life, you can talk about others, the so-called spicy hand destroying flowers, the beautiful flowers that have been destroyed, are nothing more than some stabbing flowers.

Shaking his head, Ye Yun didn't think much about it, he left this place with great interest and walked to another battlefield.

As the disciple battle came to an end, the two black-robed teenagers watched the battle in the light shield and talked casually.

Gao Qiang sometimes stared at the battlefield inside the light mask, sometimes stared at Ye Yun, and finally locked his eyes on Ye Yun's face and asked, "Senior Brother Ye, you broke through in time last night, not because of the genius disciple of my Qingxia Sect." ”

"Senior brother has won the award, where did I break through last night, in fact, in the days of Qingxia Gate, I have already touched the barrier of the sword master realm, I just broke through it at the right time. Ye Yun said casually.

Ye Yun stared at the battlefield inside the light mask without squinting, Gao Qiang was not angry when he saw this, he continued with a smile: "Senior Brother Ye is now a second-order sword master, and I will take more care of you, the uncompetitive senior brother, in the future." ”

Listening to Gao Qiang's seemingly sycophant language, Ye Yun's eyes locked, and he turned to look at Gao Qiang with a look of wanting to speak and stopping.

Gao Qiang looked at Ye Yun's stern face, his heart tightened, did I say the wrong thing, he put away his hip-hop expression, looked at Ye Yun seriously, and said softly: "Senior Brother Ye, now you are a second-order sword master, this cultivation realm, throughout the ages, has respected the strong, and I will still be your junior brother in the future, right?"

Ye Yun's expression did not change in the slightest, he stared at Gao Qiang in a daze, and kept asking himself in his heart: "How can I change my mouth, I am obviously a first-order sword master." ”

"Senior Brother Ye, if on weekdays, the junior brother does the wrong thing and says the wrong thing, I hope the senior brother will forgive me. Gao Qiang said with a sad face.

Ahem.

Ye Yun cleared his throat, looked at Gao Qiang, and said intently: "Senior Brother Gao, you think too much, I'm just thinking, how to tell you, I'm actually a first-order sword master." ”

"Oh. Gao Qiang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ye Yun very unnaturally, and asked, "Senior Brother Ye, when you fought against Wang Yi before, how did you emit nine sword qi with one sword, two of which were real sword qi, how do you talk about this?"

"Huh. Ye Yun chuckled lightly and said: "That is the third form of Qingxia's swordsmanship, Sword Shadow Chaoxia, only the strong people in the sword master realm can use this move, using Sword Shadow Chaoxia, you can use the power of the scorching sun to trigger up to nine sword qi through the sword weapon, but the sword qi that can hurt the enemy is twice as much as the sword qi emitted by yourself, so, when fighting, I use the cultivation of a first-order sword master to send out nine sword qi, and the seven sword qi is just a false move with no attack power." ”

Listening to Ye Yun's explanation, Gao Qiang suddenly realized that the seven sword qi was a false move.

"By the way, Senior Brother Gao, I don't know the previous disciple battle, did you win or lose?" Ye Yun scratched the back of his head and asked.

"I'm ashamed to say that. Gao Qiang's expression instantly dimmed, and he said: "My opponent is a disciple of Shura Island, this person is a strange person, he is the only ninth-order swordsman among the disciples of Shura Island. ”

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself that since the opponent was a ninth-order swordsman, why was he still not happy, could it be that he had been defeated? With a curious look on his face, he asked, "Senior brother, how about the victory or defeat?"

"Narrowly won. After Gao Qiang said this, he chatted with Ye Yun for a while, and then prepared to go to Zhu Heng, but when he said goodbye to Ye Yun, he repeatedly emphasized that Ye Yun would be Ye Yun's junior brother in the future.

Due to the small number of people participating in the disciple battle today, the one-on-one mixed battle ended early before sunset, and the final result was that fifteen people from Shura Island won, six from Qingxia Gate, five from Qingping Gate, and nine people from Qinglian Gate.

"There will be a promotion match tomorrow, and among the dozens of you who won, some of you will win by virtue of their true strength, but some of you will do so by luck. ”

Yu Sen glanced at the more than thirty disciples in front of him as he spoke, his gaze stayed on Ye Yun, and continued: "However, I believe that tomorrow's opponent will not bring you any chance of luck. ”

Ye Yun, who was standing among the more than thirty disciples, was extremely unhappy in his heart, and said secretly: "This girl, what are you staring at me, luck is also part of your strength." ”

Yu Sen's thoughts were tumbling in his heart, he stared at Ye Yun, and said secretly: "This kid is a representative who won by luck, and he has been watched by my henchmen in several battles. ”

After Yu Sen finished speaking, all the disciples dragged their tired bodies and dispersed.

"Lord Yu, you have a good arrangement for tomorrow's promotion battle. Lu Teng looked at the backs of the departing Qingxia Sect disciples, walked towards Yu Sen and asked.

"Oh. Yu Sen frowned slightly, and said, "Tomorrow will draw lots to fight." ”

"Yes, that's fine. Lu Teng responded, and just as he was about to leave, Han Qing's voice suddenly sounded, and said: "Lord Yu, there are thirty-five disciples who will participate in the war tomorrow, how can you draw it?"

"Draw lots to fight, and the remaining one will advance directly. Yu Sen put aside these words and walked away, because, in today's one-on-one mixed battle, almost most of the failed disciples of Shura Island were planted in the hands of the disciples of the Qinglian Sect, so Yu Sen couldn't face Han Qing with a good face.