The sound of the piano is crisp and pleasant.

A wisp of green silk, moving with the wind, is not stained with red dust, and provokes a little autumn coolness.

Wu Xinyu, a special name, a strange woman in the rivers and lakes, a saint in Shu Mountain, and a strong man at the peak of the great master.

“......”

Ye Baiyi looked at the woman in front of him, slightly distracted, in a blink of an eye, after twenty years, the other party still didn't seem to have changed much, but the strangeness was extremely strong.

"The second person to stop you is her, whether you can make three swords against me depends on how you choose next."

Jiang Wudao leaned against a big tree and continued to drink his own wine.

"Juggernaut! It's time for you to go. ”

Before Ye Baiyi could speak, Wu Xinyu's voice came out, and the sound of the piano was still the same, but it was no longer pleasant, but with a bit of solemnity.

"I'll take you away."

Ye Baiyi took a step forward.

"The scenery is still the same, but the people are different, you haven't seen through the Sword Pavilion that has been guarded for so many years?"

Wu Xinyu got up slowly and looked at Ye Baiyi's eyes without the slightest emotion.

"If you can see through it, how can you come here?"

Ye Baiyi shook his head.

"The years are late, the mountains and rivers are autumn, clinging to the past is dying in its future, memory will make people confused, and forgetting will make people wake up."

Wu Xinyu slowly stretched out her hand, a mysterious power, instantly enveloping the heavens and the earth, and her eyes became more indifferent, without the slightest emotion at all, not sad or happy, as if detached.

"Red Dust Robbery ......"

Ye Baiyi's expression was complicated.

Maybe he now knows the third result that Jiang Wudao said, the other party would rather cultivate the way of forgetting his feelings than give him the slightest chance, this result is indeed more uncomfortable than killing him.

"The avenue is ruthless, only by cutting off the red dust can we transcend."

Wu Xinyu waved his hand, and between heaven and earth, several terrifying sword qi erupted, surrounding Ye Baiyi.

"Retreat or move forward, you choose."

Wu Xinyu said indifferently.

“......”

Ye Baiyi took a step forward and walked forward.

How Wu Xinyu chooses, that's her business.

But how he chooses Ye Baiyi, this is his avenue.

"I don't know what to say!"

Wu Xinyu's tone was indifferent, and with a wave of his hand, these sword qi instantly slashed towards Ye Baiyi.

Rumble!

Ye Baiyi took another step forward, and a terrifying coercion erupted, and these sword qi were instantly shattered.

A ghostly light flashed in Wu Xinyu's eyes, and she pinched the sword technique, and a hundred-meter-long blood-colored sword qi suddenly appeared.

"Slash!"

Her voice was cold, and the blood-colored sword qi slashed towards Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi glanced at this blood-colored sword qi lightly, the sword qi was imprisoned, and it was difficult to advance in the slightest.

Sting!

In the next second, the blood-colored sword qi seemed to be controlled by him, and it slashed directly at Wu Xinyu.

Wu Xinyu pinched the seal technique, and a sword qi erupted, blocking the blood-colored sword qi, and several sword qi slashed towards Ye Baiyi......

"In vain!"

The peachwood sword in Ye Baiyi's hand was instantly unsheathed.

Rumble!

Wu Xinyu's sword aura quickly shattered.

Shout!

Ye Baiyi instantly appeared in front of her, and the peachwood sword was pressed against her neck: "After so many years, I still haven't grown at all, and I can't even stop it with a sword, what is this Red Dust Tribulation Dao Cultivator doing?" Weak as always! ”

Wu Xinyu was slightly stunned, and said indifferently: "It's just a success." ”

“......”

Ye Baiyi took back the peachwood sword: "I'm going to take you out of here, will you agree?" ”

Wu Xinyu closed her eyes: "You or Dadao, who is important?" ”

Ye Baiyi looked at Jiang Wudao: "It seems that there are still three swords." ”

Jiang Wudao sighed and said: "You should understand that this thing can't be forced, cultivating the Red Dust Tribulation Dao, once you are emotional, you will fall short." ”

"So, I'm going to ask you about the sword."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Baiyi's face.

Yes, this matter can't be forced, the other party will not follow him out of Shushan, and he will not forcibly take the other party away.

"Please!"

Jiang Wudao stretched out his hand to Ye Baiyi.

The peachwood sword in Ye Baiyi's hand pointed directly at Jiang Wudao.

The two closed their eyes instantly, and the duel between the strong could be carried out in their minds.

Heaven and earth became solemn, time seemed to stand still, there was not even the slightest sound of wind, only endless depression and a terrible aura were permeating, enveloping all directions.

After a cup of tea.

Burst!

Ye Baiyi's body trembled, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his whole body was damaged by his muscles and veins, and he was already seriously injured.

Jiang Wudao opened his eyes and waved his hand: "The three swords have passed, go back!" ”

At this moment, his aura was a little messy, and his face was a little pale, obviously he was not much better in the duel just now.

"It is worthy of being a wine sword fairy, Ye is defeated."

Ye Baiyi said abruptly.

"It's said you shouldn't be here, so why bother?"

Jiang Wudao shook his head.

From the very beginning, he knew that Ye Baiyi couldn't take people away, and the other party wouldn't take people away, and coming here would only increase the gloom.

“......”

Ye Baiyi clenched the peachwood sword, glanced at Wu Xinyu, and passed by the other party.

"Juggernaut, please stay!"

A voice sounded, and a middle-aged man in a purple robe and a jade on his waist appeared, and behind them, there were hundreds of Shushan disciples, all of whom had a strong aura and sharp eyes.

"I've seen the boss!"

When he saw the middle-aged man in a purple robe, he clasped his fists slightly and saluted, the other party was the head of Shushan, the best of heaven, and the existence of the peak of the great grandmaster.

Tianjue nodded slightly, he looked at Ye Baiyi with an indifferent expression and said: "My Shushan is not a place where anyone can come and leave if they want to, since the Sword Saint is here, why don't you stay longer?" ”

“......”

Jiang Wudao raised his eyebrows and didn't say much.

Wu Xinyu also looked indifferent and unmoved, as if he didn't care about it at all.

Ye Baiyi looked at Tianjue and said, "What does the head of Tianjue mean?" ”

Tianjue said indifferently: "The Sword Saint broke into my Shu Mountain and injured my junior brother, shouldn't this give an explanation?" If you are allowed to leave like this, where will my face of Shushan go? ”

"Oh? What kind of statement do you want? ”

Ye Baiyi said lightly.

"I heard that the Sword Saint is unparalleled in the way of the sword, and I want to ask for advice."

With a wave of his hand, a purple Dao sword flew from afar.

As soon as he grasped the purple Dao sword, he pointed directly at Ye Baiyi: "My Zixia Sword, I don't know if it can enter the eye of the Sword Saint?" ”

"The Zixia Sword is not bad, but the person who holds the sword is too weak!"

Ye Baiyi said calmly.

"Really? Then ask the Sword Saint for advice. ”

Tianjue instantly held his sword and killed Ye Baiyi, and the furious purple sword qi swept in all directions, which was much stronger than the vain.

Sting!

Ye Baiyi didn't even look at it, and directly slashed out with a sword.

Rumble!

The peachwood sword and the Zixia sword collided together.

Tianjue's body was shocked and was repelled by more than ten meters.

Ye Baiyi trembled slightly, his face was even paler, but he was still standing in place.

"It's worthy of being a sword master, it's really powerful, take me another sword!"

"Taiyi Sword Technique!"

A cold killing intent flashed in Tianjue's eyes, the sword trick was pinched, and a purple hundred-meter sword qi slashed towards Ye Baiyi domineeringly.