Chapter Twenty-Three: The Lost Soul Forgets the Past Things
"I repeat. ”
Ying Yao took a brand-new white silk scarf, wiped the blood from his fingers, and said coldly: "Don't test my patience, don't stain my hands, and don't insult my sword." ”
Everyone suddenly let out a dissatisfied scolding, Yi Mo's face was also a little ugly, this Ying Yao's words were arrogant, and he killed them all, leaving no dignity for Dajin at all.
"Yingyao, you have demonstrated the majesty of our people. Luan An said in a deep voice, "Let's stop here." ”
Eagle Yao didn't look back, raised his fingers, and shook it contemptuously. Since when has the sword of the Feather Clan become a kind of show-off? What is the difference between this old thing of the fly camp and the?
Luan An's face was gloomy, and he wanted to have a seizure, but he was afraid of being laughed at by the Terrans, so he could only hold back his anger. When I return to the wilderness in the future, I will definitely find the crane to tell him well.
"The kendoism of the Yu clan has never been a performance, let alone a communication. The pariahs want to be respected by the superiors, and they don't rely on thousands of people to scold and grovel to meet them. Ying Yao looked around and said proudly, "Defeat my sword, this is the only way to earn respect." ”
Hearing the words "grovel to welcome", Yimo snorted, couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "I don't know which Aiqing is willing to go down and fulfill the wishes of the Shang clan?" His eyes fell on the son of a family.
Ying Yao's gaze fell on the crowd at the same time, and his expression froze, as if he had forgotten something extremely important. He only vaguely remembered that his opportunity to break through had come, and he had to find an opponent who could match him and fight to the death.
Sensing Ying Yao's gaze, Xie Xuan looked left and right, and tugged at the crown suspiciously: "Hey, why do you feel like someone is missing?
Zhi Hunt Zhen was stunned when he heard this, and there was a trace of trance in his heart that was the same as Xie Xuan. He secretly became suspicious, and immediately turned on the Taishang Heart Mirror Note to inspect the sea of knowledge.
The mirror is repeatedly observed, and the starry sky and sea are magnified one after another, as clear as a mirror, and it is presented vividly. Under the perseverance of Zhijia Zhen's inspection, he finally found that in an inconspicuous corner of Zhihai, there was a faint trace of pink mist.
His heart sank, and the Star Dou Formation was moving up and down, and one after another starlight sword filaments burst out, crisscrossing and crisscrossing the pink mist.
Zhi Hunt's real body was shocked, and he suddenly woke up, Kong Jiuyan was gone!
Kong Jiuyan was standing in front of the left before, and disappeared without a trace at some point, and he didn't know where to go along with Kong Junzi.
The most bizarre thing was that everyone present seemed to have forgotten Kong Jiuyan at the same time, as if he had never appeared at the banquet, nor had he ever cast the eternal magic of the Holy Light.
Gao Tianyue's eyes flashed, and she stayed in the original position of Kong Junzi, thoughtful.
"Which Aiqing is willing to fight?" Yimo raised his voice and asked again.
The sons of the family exchanged heads and ears, and they were quite eager to try. Xie Xuan glanced at Zhi Zhenzhen and saw that he was bowing his head, elbows on the table, and dozing lazily.
Ying Yao waited for a moment, and when he saw that no one was fighting, he couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment: "It's just a group of gutless pariahs, also worthy of being called monks?"
"Whoosh-" The wind howled behind him, and a chilling blade slashed through a white light and slashed at Eagle Yao's vest. "Cangwu Bai Clan's Bai Jian, come to understand!"
This move was made first, and then sounded, almost a sneak attack, but Bai Jian didn't care much, and it was the same when Ying Yao killed the guards before.
Seeing that the sharp blade was only an inch away from his back, Ying Yao still didn't react, Bai Jian's heart couldn't help but beat faster, and the palm of the knife handle oozed excited sweat.
Since he was frightened by Yuan An in Yangliuju, he became a laughing stock in the family circle, and later got a strange disease and became even more notorious. Now the first one is facing Ying Yao, just to impress people and win a good reputation for fighting the Yu clan.
The moment the blade touched Ying Yao, the latter suddenly turned sideways, the blade was close to his back, and he quickly swept straight over, and Bai Jian's figure and Ying Yao staggered.
Bai Jian seemed to be unable to restrain the knife momentum, and continued to rush forward, rushing for several feet, staggering forward, and a deep blood hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows.
The Bai clan people exclaimed in surprise, rushed up to help Bai Jian, and died of exhaustion. The people in the gate valve all changed color, although Bai Jian was not a weapon, but after all, it was the blood of the scholar clan, and the family was noble, and he was actually killed by Ying Yao.
"It's rubbish again. Ying Yao wiped his fingers clean, and his eyebrows flashed with impatience, "Can't you even find someone who can make me use my sword?"
The people of the Bai clan looked at each other angrily, and several teenagers were about to pounce when they were red-eyed.
"Cangwu Bai Clan's Bai Feng is here, please advise!" Bai Feng came out with a long roar, and came out of the crowd, and the light blade trembled, flashing a sparkling clear light, rippling around the body.
"There is no instruction here, only life and death. Ying Yao gave him a cold look, "If you don't even understand this, you'll only waste my time." ”
"Okay, then divide life and death!" Bai Fenglai took a deep breath and jumped up, his body turning in mid-air, like a white crane flying in the sky.
Ying Yao's face showed a hint of surprise: "You have the bloodline of my clan's Crane Clan?"
"I am the Cangwu Bai Clan of the Great Jin!" Bai Fenglai resolutely shouted, the turbidity qi in his body was entangled, collided, and bounced, and his body couldn't help spiraling upward, pulling higher and higher, and the light knife dragged out layers of clear and clear blades, reflecting each other with the scorching sun in the sky, bursting out thousands of dazzling rays of light.
Ying Yao stood still, staring straight into the sky, the blinding rays of the daylight flickering in his pupils.
"Bai Feng came to the scene, not to avenge his brother, but to clear his relationship with the Yu clan for his own house. Xie Xuan sighed and patted Zhi Zhenzhen on the shoulder, "Xiao An, is it really good to pretend to sleep? at least drool." ”
Zhi Zhenzhen raised his head, glanced at Xie Xuan angrily, and immediately his eyes were attracted by Ying Yao.
He couldn't sense any sharp aura on the other party's body, as if it was invisible, and never leaked a single thing.
Sword cultivator, who was also at the peak of refining and refining qi, knew the difficulty of it, which meant absolute control over his own sword qi. Even if he cultivated the Three-Killing Machine Sword Fetus, he couldn't do it completely.
High in the air, Bai Fenglai's figure was pulled to the extreme, and the sword of the light knife was also full of light, as if the light of the scorching sun was all absorbed on the knife, and the brilliance could not be looked at directly. Bai Fenglai's figure also flickered at the same time, hidden in the bright sword light, and could no longer be distinguished.
Zhi Hunt Zhen suddenly noticed a trace of sword qi in Ying Yao's body.
His heart sank, Ying Yao made a move at this moment, it was the best time. The moment when Bai Fenglai jumped to the top was also the moment when he was about to change his moves. At this moment, the aura transformation is the weakest time, so Bai Fenglai will hide with the help of the sword light to prevent being attacked.
Ying Yao didn't move.
Zhi Jia Zhen was slightly stunned, and the sword qi that moved was forced down by Ying Yao, and disappeared without a trace.