Text 107 Kunlun Sword Immortal

At this moment, a sword flew from the sky, or a man with a sword. The sword in his hand was faster than lightning, and before everyone knew that such a person was coming, his sword had already blocked Zhao Ting's sword qi. grabbed Zhang Jianyi's collar casually, and returned to Yuan Jinling's side in an instant as if he was carrying a chicken.

Yuan Jinling looked at Zhang Jianyi, who suddenly returned to her side, and suddenly had a feeling of rebirth after the catastrophe, just now at that moment she really felt that she was going to lose him, but fortunately he came back intact.

"You can't hold anyone else in your eyes anymore?"

A joke finally brought back Yuan Jinling's thoughts, and when she saw the person coming, Yuan Jinling's heart was shocked again. A thousand feelings have come to my heart, some are happy, some are sad, some are relieved, some are wronged, some are hopeful, and some are complaining.

Tears of a thousand tastes burst out of her eyes, and her lips opened and closed, but the words in her mouth were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

"You two are wronged, Uncle Xiao came back late. ”

Ye Cheng's two words opened Yuan Jinling's tear ducts, and she flew into Ye Cheng's arms, like a bullied child who finally met her parents, without pretending to be strong, not pretending to be mature, and not having the burden of being born for Kunlun, at this moment she is still the little girl who was ignorant of the world on Kunlun Mountain.

Ye Cheng, who regarded himself as free and easy, couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at this time, he caressed Jin Ling's back with one hand to comfort her, and when he saw Zhang Jianyi, he was even more shocked.

He was wild and uninhibited all his life, and he never confiscated an apprentice, but he once took Zhang Jianyi to travel around the world. It can be said that this is the junior he values the most, and the name of Xiao Jianxian was also earned for Zhang Jianyi during this time. But now, the child he values most and is most likely to inherit his mantle has become a puppet, how can he easily accept this.

But after all, he was a person who was about to stand at the pinnacle of cultivation, but he could see at a glance that Zhang Jianyi was special. He sighed in his heart, this kid is also in this difficulty, it's better to take them back first.

Thinking of this, Ye Cheng turned to Zhao Ting and said.

"I'm here to end this war. You have no objections!"

Zhao Ting fell silent, and the hand behind her back kept pinching and calculating.

"Let's go back! That's all for today!"

Ye Cheng said to the young people beside him.

"What?"

Everyone didn't believe that this sentence actually came out of the mouth of the dignified Kunlun Sword Immortal.

"Holy Maiden, you can't let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

The first to raise objections was Feng Wushuang, who had been cowering in the snow. I saw him crawling at Zhao Ting's feet with his only remaining hand, and he couldn't stop kowtowing. The dirty blood of the head mixed with snot and tears stained the snow next to Zhao Ting's feet, Zhao Ting glanced at him in disgust, and the Taoist beside him immediately kicked Feng Wushuang aside. But Feng Wushuang was still lying on the ground and howling loudly as if he didn't notice it.

"Holy Maiden!, you can't let the tiger go back to the mountain! it's not so easy to find another chance for these beasts to get together!"

Zhao Ting said coldly: "Are you teaching me to do things?"

Feng Wushuang was immediately silent, curled up on the ground and trembled uncontrollably, and said in his mouth: "Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare, don't dare." ”

Several young people around Ye Cheng were also reluctant to turn around, their eyes were also red, staring at Feng Wushuang opposite, standing stubbornly on the snow.

Ye Cheng took a sip of wine, glanced at Feng Wushuang opposite, and then said to these young people.

"A lost dog is not worth your life at all, with your talent, it will not take long to look at him like mud and dung, and he will not even step on it, why bother to be rash today, you have more time to do!"

Ye Cheng walked to Xuanbai's side and pointed at Feng Wushuang and said, "Look at his appearance, living in the world in the future may not be happier than killing him today." He will carry the pain of losing everything today, and he will suffer day after day, and you are still in a hurry to kill him when you think of this?"

Xuan Bai stared at Feng Wushuang on the opposite side fiercely, suddenly took a deep breath, turned around resolutely, and walked back.

"Today's affairs are all up to our predecessors. ”

"Uh-huh!"

Ye Cheng responded with a smile, but heard Yuan Jinling shouting.

"Uncle Xiao, it was that woman who designed to harm our Kunlun!"

Ye Cheng fell silent, and then said in a harmonious voice.

"I know about it. Don't worry, I'll take her sooner or later. ”

Yu Jinling nodded, but she didn't know that Ye Cheng's collection was quite particular.

Ye Cheng said to Zhao Ting again.

"How about Tingting, let's leave if we have no objection!"

Zhao Ting looked at him but asked a question that had nothing to do with the moment.

"How did you get out?"

This question naturally asked Ye Cheng how to get out of trouble in her big array in the Southern Wilderness.

"I heard that your formation is called a block. ”

Ye Cheng took a sip of wine, admired the wine jug in his hand and said.

"Why pour a block, a pot of golden flowers. I have wine in my mouth and a sword in my hand. There was a blockade in the breast, and he poured it with wine. There is a barricade on the road, and you kick it with your feet. People have a block, and they respect it with a sword. ”

Ye Cheng looked at Zhao Ting, his eyes were bright, not at all like a person who couldn't leave the wine, he just listened to him say seriously word by word.

"I don't have a block in my chest, how can the block hold me back. There is no barrier in my eyes, how can the barrier stand in my way. ”

Zhao Ting lowered her eyebrows, but the hand behind her stopped calculating.

"I'm still not sure about you. ”

Ye Cheng said: "You ask for a word in everything, but it is difficult to win my pure heart, I just don't count it to make you confused." So, you're going to lose to me. ”

Zhao Ting was slightly angry, her face was gloomy, and she said, "What if I insist on keeping you?"

As soon as she said this, the aura of countless powerful people suddenly erupted around her, and these breaths made the young people who were still angry just now instantly dumbfounded. In their perception, each of the masters of these breaths was actually stronger than Feng Wushuang when he had just been in his prime.

No wonder Sword Immortal Ye Cheng also wanted everyone to avoid it, it turned out that he already knew that there was an ambush here?

Ye Cheng sneered, took another sip of wine, and said proudly.

"Without your formation in Nanhuangbu, they are just some cucumbers and dog meat, all vegetables!"

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

Countless angry roars came from all directions, stirring up snowflakes in the air and shaking people's eardrums.

"Don't accept the battle!"

Ye Cheng suddenly stepped forward and shouted in the air.

"Lao Tzu has been playing with you in the Southern Wilderness for a few years, if it weren't for that formation, you would have been drunk and eaten by Lao Tzu. ”

Ye Changjian pointed at the Taoist beside Zhao Ting, and swept around.

"Your beak and your broken beak are all shut up by Lao Tzu. I don't dare to come over today, give me a little care in the future, Lao Tzu's anger in the past few years has not been in vain. ”

The aura around them was still strong, but the roar was gone. A few young people knew that it was only at this time that they finally had a little understanding of being powerful.

Zhao Ting was not disturbed, she gently waved the Immortal Sword in her hand and said.

"But what if you add this artifact?"

Ye Cheng's terrifying momentum suddenly disappeared, and he looked at Zhao Ting and said.

"Don't treat me as one of those children, if this sword doesn't have the formation of the Heavenly Sect Master, that's what it means to be powerful!"

After speaking, Ye Changchang swung his sword.

"I'll give you a chance, though, and you can give it a try. ”

Zhao Ting held the Killing Immortal Sword, her face was cloudy, and finally she took a sword flower, put the sword into the Qiankun bag on her waist, smiled at Ye Chengyan, and said.

"No need!

"Huh. ”

Ye Cheng smiled, he arched his hand at Zhao Ting, and then said.

"Then I'll thank you, I don't think the Snowpiercers will trouble us in the future, right?"

Zhao Ting nodded and smiled: "Dare to go to the trouble of the Sword Immortal, that is really impatient." ”

"Hey!"

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "I just like your cheerfulness." I'll go back to you. ”

After speaking, Ye Cheng turned around first and walked towards the carriage with the young man beside him.

"Ahh

Just when everyone thought that the matter had come to an end, Feng Wushuang, who was cowering in the snow, suddenly jumped up like crazy, and the green light on his severed right arm flashed and recovered instantly, and his hands quickly pinched the seal.

"Smack!"

There was a soft sound, and it was the sound of Ye Chang's sword entering the sheath.

Feng Wushuang's seal duel was only pinched a few times and he couldn't go on anymore because his left arm had already detached from his body.

"It's just Mu Qi Chaoyuan, I really think I can't die?"

Ye Cheng didn't leave a word and boarded the carriage.

"Why didn't you kill him?"

Xuan Bai asked as he rushed inside the car.

Ye Yuan had already walked inside, and when he heard Xuanbai's question, he turned around and walked back, winking at Xuanbai and saying.

"I've got this chance to slash the enemy, I've specially kept it for you!

Hearing this, Xuan Bai suddenly pursed his lips and corrected: "Senior, I am, male!"

Ye Cheng was stunned, suddenly turned around and walked back into the carriage, muttering uncontrollably.

"I'm rubbing, I'm blind. Drink too much, drink too much. "Hey.... Drunk and misguided, drunk and misguided!" "How much? ”

All the young people got into the carriage, leaving only Jiang Sen and Zhang Jianyi outside, a rattan was pumped on the buttocks of the big black horse, and the carriage galloped towards the south.

Zhao Ting glanced at Feng Wushuang, who was struggling with his broken arm, and said expressionlessly.

"Let's go too! We have business to do when we get back. ”

After speaking, Zhao Ting and the Taoist beside her disappeared, and even the powerful aura around her disappeared.

"Ahh

Feng Wushuang finally dared to let out a heart-rending howl, the green light was wrapped in his broken arm, but no new arm grew out, and Ye Cheng's sword had completely cut off the vitality here.

But his pain doesn't stop at a broken arm. Ye Cheng was right, everyone left intact today, the young people hit the Feng family hard, Zhao Ting kept the treasure of the sect, and Ye Cheng kept the hope for the future. Only Feng Wushuang is a loser, he has lost the power he has cultivated for half his life, he has lost his powerful subordinates, he has lost his son, and he is the only one who keeps losing. It is conceivable that every day to come, he will taste the pain of today.

The pain of losing everything.