Ye Chuanbei is the same as Chu Yanxi, how chilling and awe-inspiring, but in Ling Ao's eyes, they are just martial artists.

Ling Ao knew the whereabouts of Ye Chuanbei, and he also knew that Chu Yanxi was injured and recuperated, and he also knew who announced the news of the martial arts competition in advance to the martial arts heroes of the various sects in the name of Chu Yanxi, he knew everything, he was like a god, omniscient and omnipotent.

Ling Ao did not hold a grand funeral for Yuan Gai, the deputy hall master of the second hall of the Xingyi Alliance, and the first captain, nor did he hold a funeral for the disciples who died in the ambush of the Diancang faction, because he knew that now was not the time, and Ling Ao did not recall Hua Dengfeng, because he would soon attack Hengshanzhai, and Hua Dengfeng was the main force.

The current situation is exactly what Ling Ao wants, but this is only part of it.

Outside Jinding Town, on the hills, Ling Ao put his hands behind his back, enjoying the beautiful sunset, he will come for these three days, of course, the main purpose is not to see the sunset, but to wait for the north of the page, Ling Ao already knew that the north of the page Chuanxi did not kill Chu Yanxi, the eyeliner of the Xingyi Alliance had already informed Ling Ao of the news, he sent a lot of eyeliner, and the many did not know the number, and he couldn't tell what identity. Ling Ao knew that Ye Chuanbei would definitely come to him, and Ye Chuanbei still owed Ling Ao an explanation, at first Ling Ao couldn't figure out when he would come back to explain, but today he believed that he would definitely come, because Ling Ao knew that Ye Chuanbei had done the last thing, that is, to tell Chu Yanxi Yuanfang about the trouble.

The sunset was gradually engulfed, Ling Ao bathed in the afterglow, he waited with confidence, his clothes fluttered under the cold wind, his face was still so calm, so confident, and he did not show any uneasiness because he had waited too long.

It was already dark when the northern part of the page appeared, accompanied by heavy footsteps. Ling Ao was still waiting in place, because Ling Ao couldn't accept his mistakes, let alone accept failure, Ye Chuanbei has always been elusive, at this time, like ordinary people, walking with ordinary steps, Ling Ao has guessed that Ye Chuanbei has no confidence, and his heart has become vicissitudes.

The two stood side by side, and no one looked at anyone, as if they had already seen through it, Ye Chuanbei stood with a sword in a black robe, his expression was dark, his face under the silver mask was slightly pale, Ling Ao was dressed in white, his hair was combed extremely neatly, and he still looked so confident.

"Why didn't you kill Chu Yanxi?" Ling Ao smiled.

"I changed my mind, I want to defeat Chu Yanxi in front of the major sects of the Jianghu Martial Arts. Ye Chuanbei said lightly.

"Then when will it be? When Chu Yanxi regains his strength, how sure will you be at that time?" Ling Ao asked continuously.

"Not sure. Ye Chuanbei said lightly.

"Chu Yanxi defeated Zhou Cang and saved Zhou Cang, that is Chu Yanxi saw his former shadow from Zhou Cang, Chu Yanxi has been proud of the rivers and lakes for eleven years, brilliant for eleven years, it is worth it for him to retire to the rivers and lakes, and although you are also a unique killer in the world, it is not worshipped, you are a killer after all, if you kill Chu Yanxi now, your reputation will be greatly shaken by the martial arts, and it is not impossible for you to turn around and become a swordsman when the time comes. Ling Ao smiled.

"I'm Ye Chuanbei, not Chu Yanxi or you, I have my own way, but now I hope you can let Chu Yanxi go, I promise you that it won't change, I will definitely kill Chu Yanxi, and I won't take any of the honorarium. "Ye Chuanbei said coldly.

Ling Ao felt that there was no murderous aura in Ye Chuanbei at this time, a really powerful killer was always murderous, but now there was none, at this time, Ye Chuanbei was too lax, too emotional, and had lost the killer's inherent temperament.

After a long time, Ling Ao smiled bitterly: "What if I don't let Chu Yanxi go?"

Ling Ao knew that Ye Chuanbei's martial arts were definitely above him, but now Ye Chuanbei was at a time of mixed feelings, and the more ruthless his tone was, the more terrifying it would be, not to mention that Ling Ao believed that if he really made a move, he could still have a fight if he slashed the nine-layer realm with a sword.

Ye Chuanbei also knew that Ling Ao was not only not weak in martial arts, but also unmatched in wisdom and strategy, Ling Ao dared to meet him alone, and he was absolutely sure that he would leave unscathed, he was not sure about Ye Chuanbei, and when he knew Ling Ao, he also knew that he was terrible.

Ye Chuanbei said lightly: "How did the leader of the Ling Shao League let Chu Yanxi go?"

Ling Ao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Unless one life is exchanged for Chu Yanxi's life!"

Ye Chuanbei was silent for a moment and said, "Whose life is it for Chu Yanxi's life?"

Ling Ao smiled and said, "Xiao Jianyun!"

Ye Chuanbei said in a deep voice: "The head of the Diancang faction - Xiao Jianyun?"

Xiao Jianyun is not only the head of the Diancang faction, but also one of the eight famous leaders, Jianghu martial arts is recognized as a famous and decent family, the eight leaders are: Liu Yan, the head of Wudang, Qian Mo, the head of Kunlun, Gong Xing, the head of Qingcheng, Yang Kongwu, the head of Huashan, Xiao Jianyun, the head of Diancang, Emei Fu Xiying, Mu Xu, the head of the snow mountain, the head of Cangjiang and Jian, the prestige in the Jianghu martial arts is very high, so killing Xiao Jianyun will become the public enemy of the martial arts.

Ling Ao said coldly: "That's right, exchange the life of Xiao Jianyun, the head of the Cang Sect, for Chu Yanxi's life, and you can't reveal your identity, keep it absolutely secret, let Xiao Jianyun's death become a mystery, this is the result I want." ”

Ye Chuanbei's expression was dim, his pupils constricted, he knew that Ling Ao was a very terrible person, and he didn't dare to look at it squarely, because Ling Ao was always a smiling and calm face, and he was never uneasy.

Ye Chuanbei once thought of finding an opportunity to assassinate Ling Ao with a sword, but he was not sure, his intuition in Ling Ao's martial arts was not under him, it was rumored that Ling Ao's sword slash had reached the highest level, but no one had seen him shoot for many years, this was the most terrifying thing.

"I promised your conditions to assassinate Xiao Jianyun, but the young alliance leader should also keep his promise to let Chu Yanxi go. After Ye Chuanbei finished speaking, he slowly left.

There was no deadline for assassinating Xiao Jianyun Lingao, because Chu Yanxi was the deadline, as long as Ye Chuanbei did not kill Xiao Jianyun for a day, Chu Yanxi's life would be more likely to be in danger, on the contrary, as soon as Xiao Jianyun died, the Xingyi Alliance would not take Chu Yanxi's life.

Ling Ao returned to Xingyimeng as before, enjoying the night view of Jinding Town and further places on the top floor, although most of it was pitch black, he liked the quiet beauty, there was no hustle and bustle, and the night was the most peaceful time for ordinary people's souls, the most enjoyable time, and the time when Ling Ao enjoyed relaxation the most.

At this time, Ling Ao appeared again Pear Blossom Palace Lord Wang Ting, of course, not only her beautiful piano sound, but also her appearance under the veil, these mysteries have lived in Ling Ao's heart, he has sent someone to find the address of Pear Blossom Palace, the whereabouts of the palace master Wang Ting, whether there is a connection with Zhong Chunhui, etc., so far there is no definite news, but Ling Ao believes that as long as Chu Yanxi appears, Pear Blossom Palace will also surface, and he believes that there must be a connection.

Now that Chu Yanxi is in the hands of the Xingyi Alliance, Chu Yanxi has been seriously injured, the sword has been lost, and killing him is no longer a luxury.