With sword energy, Jiang Qingyu no longer worried about Ji Yan accidentally losing the mist or something, she controlled the sword formation wholeheartedly.

Ji Yan also straightened his face and looked at Jiang Qingyu again.

After a while, he chuckled lowly: "Little girl can't be disgraced, this sword formation is really unexpected, it caught me off guard......"

His eyes closed slightly, and the next moment he opened them, there seemed to be a whirlpool in his pupils, attracting Jiang Qingyu to indulge.

"I've heard that the Hehuan Sect's magic is so good, in my realm, how can I let you get all your mind?"

Jiang Qingyu instantly took out a red gauze and tied it in front of his eyes, and everywhere his eyes touched was red.

Vaguely, he only saw a red lotus blooming behind Ji Yan, and the spiritual power in his hand did not stop for a moment, constantly attacking the weak point of the sword formation.

This sword formation was the housekeeping skill that the old man taught her, and if it weren't for the poor cultivation, she really didn't want to be exposed to people right now.

Jiang Qingyu's wrist moved slightly, her fairy posture was ethereal, her steps were treacherous and smart, and although her eyes were blurry, it had no effect on her, because every corner of this sword array was strictly guarded by her divine sense.

The toes tapped the ground lightly, and flew beyond the sword array, countless sword shadows followed, and everywhere the sword light went, it was pure white!

The sword aura was fierce but not murderous, Ji Yan avoided them one by one in an orderly manner, but he was still forced out of the sword formation, on the edge of the ring.

As the last sword qi was avoided, Ji Yan stood still at the boundary of the ring, and pointed in the air with a folding fan in his hand, "Hey, you little girl is really unreasonable, although this sword qi is not fatal, but it will bleed if it is scraped!" ”

Jiang Qingyu innocently spread his hands: "The Hehuan Sect's body method is one of the best among the immortal sects, I don't believe you can't avoid it!" ”

Outside the ring, Elder Ji Meng's face had returned to normal slightly, and he smiled and said to the deacon elder beside him: "Hehe, this little girl, she has an appetite for me, saying that my heart is ......."

The deacon elder's face was already unfazed, and he was already indifferent under the stimulation of Ji Meng's bunch of extralegal fanatic-like remarks.

In addition to Ji Yan's hair being slightly messy by the sword qi, his robe was neat and still graceful.

Listening to Jiang Qingyu's words, he smiled thoughtfully, and the tail of his eyes was raised: "If you want to say so, it seems that it is not wrong." ”

Jiang Qingyu did not deny, and the two stopped fighting again.

probably upheld the psychology that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry, and the two of them did not move like a mountain on stage, but the audience became a flaming eyebrow.

"No, why did they stop fighting??"

"That's right, the incense is still burning!"

"These two people are really outside, just fight, and they are still locked in the sword array, and it's not a shameful thing! Really treat us as outsiders. ”

"yes, yes, see more."

Suddenly, a bearded man chirped disdainfully: "In my opinion, it is still Ji Yan who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, otherwise relying on the charm of the Hehuan Sect, this little girl is afraid that she will be fascinated." ”

Gu Zhizhou didn't like to listen to this, and immediately argued with the bearded man who spoke: "What do you mean to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!?" Didn't you see that the crown of the hair surnamed Ji was crooked by the sword qi? ”

The beard was scolded, and he retorted in a bad mood: "That little girl's realm is clearly lower than Ji Yan's, what's the matter, you still expect her to fight beyond the level?" If it weren't for that weird sword formation, she would have stepped down a long time ago! ”

Gu Zhizhou's head was smoking, his sleeves were wiped with his hands, and he lifted the crutches placed next to his seat and got up to argue with him:

"It's just a leapfrog battle, what's the matter! It's still weird sword formation, what's weird? The Taoist friends who haven't seen the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are all amazed when they see it, which corner are you out of, but you don't have the slightest knowledge of your beard! ”

Gu Zhizhou crossed his waist with one hand, and the one he scolded was called a top, looking like a shrew.

The beard was shattered, and he said something for a long time, and finally covered his face and ran away like a girl.

"Humph! Fight me! Gu Zhizhou followed the attack that only won the victory, and limped back to his seat from the path that the others had vacated.

He looked at Luo Heng, who was sitting next to him, and asked arrogantly, "How is it!" Am I good? ”

I thought that Luo Heng was going to say it in general, but a familiar low voice suddenly came from his ears, deep, "Well, it's amazing." ”

！？！

Gu Zhizhou's scalp was numb for a while, his ears were crisp, his eyes widened, and he sat up straight.

It shouldn't be! He's ready to be hit by Luo Heng, what's the matter!!

It's not right, it's not that it's wrong, it's just weird!

When did Luo Heng talk to him in this tone, his voice was low, as if the two of them were very close, and his eardrums were numb by the sound.

Gu Zhizhou hurriedly sat up straight and was not a demon, for fear that Luo Heng would have the same kind of stimulation again.

Song Shu, who was greasy and crooked with Zhou Shu on the side, suddenly felt strange, Ah Heng seemed to have become a little weird, was it an illusion?

After thinking about it, he always felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable atmosphere between Ah Heng and Zhizhou.

At this time, the sound of the two suddenly talking in the ring was heard.

Ji Yan still looked uninhibited, but there was no coaxing in his tone, but a very solemn invitation: "Seriously, girl, come to our Hehuan Sect, our elders and sect masters will definitely like you very much, your unexpected and playful character is too appetizing for them." ”

Jiang Qingyu's face was expressionless, and his right hand made a gesture that was unnecessary: "Life is the person of the Boundless Sword Sect, death is the soul of the Boundless Sword Sect, please don't swing your hoe, I'm afraid that my master will come and cut you when he hears the sound." ”

Ji Yan looked indifferent, blinking his peach blossom eyes, and shaking the fan in his hand: "Hey, as long as I swing my hoe well, I'm not afraid that you won't be able to dig down the corner!" ”

"Huh! Or are you being deceived by rumors from the outside world? Do you think that our Hehuan Sect disciples are all loose and? ”

Speaking of this, Ji Yan's face drooped, and he buckled the folding fan in his hand aggrievedly, like an abandoned puppy.

"That's not alright, I'm not that superficial." Jiang Qingyu's eyebrows jumped, and she hurriedly corrected.

These words are too much to affect the friendship between the two factions, if the Boundless Sword Sect wants to face things, it must not have too stiff relations with other sects.

Moreover, the crisis of the cultivation realm is coming, and the Hehuan Sect is an indispensable combat force.

Jiang Qingyu rubbed her eyebrows, she didn't expect a competition to turn out like this in the end, she thought for a while and said: "The Hehuan Sect's Hehuan Flower is a must, if you are free, Qingyu will naturally go to be a guest, and you don't have to do anything else." ”

She meant that tying the knot and something like that didn't have to be.

Ran Ji Yan also raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Oh? That's what I've always meant, girl, do you have other ideas? Come, don't hide it, share it with my brother? ”