A miserable scream came out of Jian Yuchen's mouth, and he saw Jian Yuchen glaring at Ye Lingfeng angrily and roaring: "Night Lingfeng, you dare to hurt me, I want you to die......"

What a character Jian Yuchen is. When has I been so humiliated, I can't wait to dismantle the night spirit wind in my heart,

As a result, before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Lingfeng step on his face, and the severe pain made him swallow the unfinished words again.

But the pain in his body was far less than Ye Lingfeng's kick, Ye Lingfeng dared to step on his face with his foot, this was the biggest shame in his life, and he wanted revenge.

But the pain in his arm made him awake instantly, and now he was trampled under the feet of the night spirit wind, and even his life was in the hands of people, so how could he take revenge.

"You want to kill me? It's a pity that you can't do it, because murderers always kill you, and now you are in my hands, and since you want to kill me, then I will kill you." ”

Night Spirit Wind laughed out loud when he heard this, and as he spoke, he pulled out the long sword that was stabbed on Jian Yuchen's arm, and as a blood arrow spewed out, Jian Yuchen screamed.

Jian Yuchen glared at the night spirit wind and roared: "You dare to kill me, haha, the Imperial Sword Gate will not let it go, if you have the guts, you can kill it?"

"Noisy ......"

Night Spirit Wind raised his foot and kicked hard, "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

While speaking, Night Spirit Wind kicked Jian Yuchen up with another kick, and then Night Spirit Wind flew up and kicked again.

Jian Yuchen was bitter in his heart, the core disciple of the dignified Imperial Sword Sect was actually kicked as a ball.

"Bang ......"

Jian Yuchen's body was slammed into the ground by the Night Spirit Wind, only his head was exposed, and he saw the Night Spirit Wind long sword sweep and stop right at his neck.

It can be said that as long as the night spirit wind gently exerts force, Jian Yuchen's head will be separated from his body in an instant.

"Night Spirit Wind, give me a good time. Come on......" Jian Yuchen roared angrily, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes full of anger were eager to fly out directly to attack the night spirit wind.

"Want to die? haha, have you forgotten how you humiliated me just now, now I just returned it to you as it was, and the next will be more exciting. ”

Ye Lingfeng raised his sword and patted Jian Yuchen's face, I have to say that Jian Yuchen is also a jade tree in the wind, graceful, and extremely elegant in swordsmanship, no matter where he goes, he is deeply admired by all the female cultivators.

It's just that now he has been trampled under the feet of the night spirit wind, and his face has been lost, and the night spirit wind who hates it in his heart gritted his teeth.

I thought to myself that if this matter spread, how would I raise my head in the Edgeworth Gate in the future.

But he didn't mention his life and death at all, he believed that Ye Lingfeng would not dare to kill him, he had this confidence.

It's just that Ye Lingfeng is too vicious, but I didn't expect Ye Lingfeng to be polite on the surface, giving people the feeling of being a scholar, but it turned out to be ruthless and ruthless.

"Night Spirit Wind, I will be the eighteenth generation of your ancestors, ***, kill me if you have a kind, otherwise when I recover, I will slaughter you all over the house......"

Jian Yuchen was scolding, and he was quite energetic, but he only felt a gust of wind blowing, and Jian Yuchen didn't even call out, only to see that his face was red and swollen, and it was still so even.

It turned out to be the night spirit wind, and even scolded him for himself, but he even scolded Thousand Feather Sakurahime and scolded his father, how could he bear it. Immediately threw two slaps in the face.

Now Jian Yuchen's handsome face is long gone, some are blue and purple, which can not be described with incomplete skin.

Not to mention that Jian Yuchen didn't expect it, even the Thousand Feather Sakura Ji and Ye Wudao, who were familiar with the Night Spirit Wind, didn't expect that there was such hatred in the heart of the Night Spirit Wind.

It's hard to imagine what kind of fantasy life can make people so depressed.

In this regard, Ye Wudao was a little sad. In fact, it's all to blame him, Ye Lingfeng can't cultivate since he was a child, and it's because he doesn't care enough that Ye Lingfeng has become so hateful.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you. ”

Maybe I'm tired of playing, or I've vented enough, or maybe I'm unbearable. Ye Lingfeng looked at Jian Yuchen, whose face was covered in blood, and said.

Then, I saw him swing his sword and slash at Jian Yuchen's head.

"Boy, you dare to ......"

At this moment, only hearing the sound of "dang chang", Ye Lingfeng only felt that his palms were numb, his arms were sore, and the sword just now seemed to have been slashed on a stone.

Then a deep roar was heard.

Ye Lingfeng stood firm for a moment, looked up, and saw a big sword across in front of him, it turned out that it was not a stone that was cut just now, but this big sword, no wonder he felt a strong fluctuation just now and shook himself away.

"I don't care who you are, Jian Yuchen, I'm done. ”

Night Spirit Wind looked around, only heard its voice, but did not see its person, it seemed that it was to rescue Jian Yuchen, and he was going to do it as soon as possible.

"Slash ......" Ye Lingfeng shouted, directly bypassing the big sword and slashing at Jian Yuchen's head, this sword is huge, the sword has not stopped, and the murderous aura has arrived first.

Rao is Jian Yuchen was a little scared, but this fear was only for a moment, because he knew that his master was coming, and Ye Lingfeng would not only not be able to kill him, but would be killed by his own master.

I only heard him shout loudly: "Night Spirit Wind, my master is here, should you let me out, maybe I can let you go when I'm in a good mood, of course, I will also help you take good care of it, haha......"

When Night Spirit Wind heard this, he hurriedly mobilized the Xuan Power in his body, and at this moment, the light on the long sword was shining, even if someone blocked it, Night Spirit Wind believed that even if he couldn't kill the sword Yu Chen, he would let him lose a piece of meat.

Bang......

At this moment, a sword light flashed, and Night Spirit Wind's long sword was not bounced off, but Night Spirit Wind did not give up, if he couldn't kill Jian Yuchen now, I am afraid that there would be endless troubles in the future.

With this person's city government and scheming, he will definitely not let go of himself, no matter what, he will kill Jian Yuchen today.

"Swordless ......" Night Spirit Wind moved, and the mystic power of the whole body gathered in one finger, and the target was Jian Yuchen's eyebrows.

Seeing that the sword light pointed out by a finger was about to hit Jian Yuchen, a streamer of light came from the sky, it was still in the sky just now, and the next moment it appeared in front of the night spirit wind.

I saw a middle-aged man, wearing a gray robe, glaring at the night spirit wind and saying, "Evil obstacle, you dare to ......"

As he spoke, he slapped a palm with the sword light that he pointed out to the Night Spirit Wind, followed by a palm shot at the Night Spirit Wind.

The palm wind is cold, like the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, surging and rolling.

Night Spirit Wind felt that the power was definitely not something he could face, and immediately cast his Infinite Incarnation and flew around.

However, the palm strength of the gray-clothed Taoist priest turned into several waves, attacking the incarnation of the night spirit wind, and the night spirit wind had no time to resist, and was swallowed by the waves, falling heavily to the ground.

And the finger of sword light he pointed out failed to kill Jian Yuchen, with the gray-clothed Taoist priest's block, the direction of the sword light shifted, although it failed to kill Jian Yuchen, but it also penetrated his cheek.