Chapter 41, this smile blooms like a hundred flowers!
Ye Yong followed the white powder all the way to find it, fortunately, the crape myrtle scripture he cultivated was very magical, making him look like day in the night, otherwise it would be difficult for him to see these powders.
Seeing a figure shaking in front of him, he quietly stepped into the side road, he didn't know the strength of the other party, so he should secretly investigate first.
Taking advantage of the night, he lay down in the grass and watched, and saw a prisoner car, and the second daughter of Qingyin was in it, and his eyes were even more teary-eyed when he asked.
As for the light sound, perhaps because of the serious injury that has not healed, he looks very haggard, and his eyes are still probing left and right from time to time, and there is hope in it.
"She's looking for me"?
The corners of Ye Yong's mouth suddenly rose slightly, and he was indescribably happy.
But now it was not a happy thing, and he set his eyes on the escort two.
"One early stage and late stage, two middle stages, seven qi sense realms!"
He saw the strength of the ten people clearly at a glance, and his eyes were full of solemnity, because he also discovered one thing, that is, they had a gentleman's sword in their hands.
"It turned out that two waves of people were sent, and the powerful containment hole was shocking, and the weak one took the opportunity to loot away and asked, what a good calculation. ”
Ye Yong whispered a few words, and then turned his gaze, facing the three beginners, he was not an opponent alone, and he had to think of a good way.
He quietly stood up, and then cast the Seven Star Steps, deliberately making a movement, disturbing the people who were walking.
"Well, someone".
The leader of the late stage of the first time suddenly changed his complexion, and his eyes were fixed on the afterimage.
"Senior Brother Zifeng, I'll go get him."
One of the young men who was in the middle of his journey said something to him, and then chased after him with two disciples of the Qi Sense Realm.
Zi Feng frowned when he saw this, and then continued to move forward with the others, and the top priority was to send the two women out as soon as possible.
The two Qingyin people in the prisoner car noticed something unusual, and their faces suddenly turned purple, and they asked before they could make a sound, but they were stopped by Qingyin with a look.
She knew that these people were very strong, and Ye Yong would definitely not be able to deal with it alone, so it was better not to expose it for the time being, so as not to mislead him.
"Senior brother, senior brother".
Just after a cup of tea, there was a shouting sound from behind, looking at the clothes and sideburns, it was the young man just now, but there were two disciples missing.
"Hmph, Senior Brother Li is too useless, chasing people even lost two disciples!"
Another mid-stage realm monk said to Zi Feng with some dissatisfaction, he was usually very uninterested in this Senior Brother Li, and he would not let go of any opportunity to hit him.
As he spoke, he walked towards the rear, he wanted to count the sins of Senior Brother Li.
And Zifeng, who was the leader, suddenly frowned, he felt that something was wrong, Elder Xuantian asked him to escort the vital person, don't make any mistakes.
"Ah, you're not ......"
Suddenly, a miserable voice sounded, Zifeng's face changed greatly, and his eyes looked behind him.
Just look at the tip of the sword exposed behind the person who just passed, this was directly killed by someone with a sword, and that person is the "Senior Brother Li" who just came back!
"Bold"!
Zi Feng scolded angrily, and then the cloud boots stepped forward, and he rushed over with a few jumps, staring at Ye Yong deadly.
"Who are you, you dare to ruin my good deeds, you are a little kid in the early days, you are simply killing yourself."
Although he said this, Zifeng still had some jealousy in his eyes, this kid was only in the early stage of his first involvement, but he killed his two junior disciples in the middle of the first and middle stages one after another, this strength and scheming must be careful.
Ye Yong felt the strong power of the other party, so he naturally didn't dare to be careless, and he wouldn't report to his family, and he couldn't afford to provoke the Confucian disciples.
"Let the two go."
Ye Yong pointed at the two people in the prisoner car, and in the face of the powerful Zifeng, he even used a commanding tone.
Zi Feng laughed angrily: "What an interesting person, I want to see what you are capable of."
The gentleman's sword was directly unsheathed, adding a faint light to the dark night.
Seeing this, the light voice on the prisoner car frowned slightly, and the jade hand unconsciously clenched tightly, this is a master in the early and late stages, even if Ye Yong is a genius, I am afraid that he is not his opponent.
"This fool shouldn't have come".
I didn't want him to come, but now I don't want him to come.
Xiao Wendao didn't know the division of the strength of the martial artists, but he only knew that Ye Yong was here to save them, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little brighter.
"Come on, big brother"!
After Ye Yong heard her words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, looked at Zi Feng who was holding the sword, and raised his sword with a solemn face.
At this time, he became arrogant, in this dark night, the originally depressing atmosphere became more depressing, with Ye Yong as the center, a lonely realization slowly unfolded.
Seeing this, Qingyin's heart suddenly trembled, and the eyes in the dark night were so lonely and helpless, I really wanted to tell him, you still have me!
Around the prisoner car, there were a few minions of the Qi Sense Realm, only to feel their hearts swaying, and they were infected by this atmosphere.
"Well, I underestimated you, it turned out to be sword intent"!
Zi Feng's mind was in a trance for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, and after admiring him, he directly took out his sword and gave it over.
Confucianism and Taoism cultivate righteousness, so the sword moves are not gorgeous, but have the meaning of going straight to the avenue.
Ye Yong didn't dare to be careless, and the Seven Star Steps assisted the Easy Sword Technique, and dodged sideways.
However, Zi Feng seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and the tip of the sword persevered towards him, and Ye Yong didn't see the changes in his body at all.
Such a big enemy, this is the first time he has encountered it, and he didn't dare to have a trace of carelessness in his heart, so the snatched gentleman's sword was thrown wildly in front of his chest with his right hand, knocking the tip of that Zifeng's sword away from its original trajectory.
"The response was good, but the force was too small."
At this time, Zifeng even pointed out the shortcomings of Ye Yong's swordsmanship, and at the same time, with the posture of splitting Mount Tai with force, a gentleman's sword was used by him like a long knife.
Ye Yong hurriedly raised his sword to block it, and his left hand was on the tip of the sword, blocking it with the strength of his whole body.
"When"!
The sound of gold and iron sounded, and under the gaze of the light voice, Ye Yong suddenly retreated a few meters, his right arm holding the sword trembled a little, and there was still some liquid dripping from his left hand.
Ye Yong was injured, his strength was still too weak, even if he could kill the mid-stage monk, but the first-stage monk was still an existence that he could not reach.
"Stinky boy, get out of here!
Qingyin shouted a little distressed, she didn't want Ye Yong to die for her, she didn't want to!
Ye Yong smiled coldly after hearing this, then turned his head and yelled at her: "Get out! Xiang Po Niang, don't speak, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that my sword intent is really broken!"
Qingyin was stunned when she heard this, and couldn't help but think of his joke, it turned out that it was not a joke, and for a while, a strange smile appeared on her face.
On the side of the question, this smile is as warm as a hundred flowers blooming......