"Is that Sister Qi?"

Ye Shaowen stared straight at the person behind the ring, only to see that she was now stunningly beautiful, wearing a pink dress that looked even more glamorous, talking and laughing with a few dashing sons beside her, and laughing from time to time, which was touching. Ye Shaowen just watched quietly, but he didn't come forward to recognize her, he suddenly felt that the two of them were already very separated, the cute and lovely girl in the past seemed to be gone, but now she is a delicate fairy, which makes people dare not blaspheme.

Xue Ying is a woman's family in the end, her mind is keen, and when she saw him looking at the woman in yellow clothes, she smiled and said: "I thought that Senior Brother Ye was an ascetic person, but now it seems that he also knows how to be lustful and Mu Shaoai." Qin Qing reacted and asked softly, "Brother Ye, doesn't you recognize that fairy?"

Ye Shaowen smiled: "I really recognize it, but I don't know if she still recognizes me?" The two were strange, the woman seemed to have a feeling, and also looked at Ye Shaowen's side, and then she was stunned on the spot, and several men next to her called her several times, but they didn't hear it. After a while, I saw her face full of joy, flying towards Ye Shaowen, and landing in front of Ye Shaowen, her eyes full of incredulity.

Ye Shaowen said with a smile: "Sister Qi, see you again after all." Only then did she react and said happily: "Are you really Brother Shaowen?" As soon as these words came out, the people around her, including those men, looked at Ye Shaowen together, with envy, jealousy, and curiosity in their eyes.

Somehow, he felt a little embarrassed, and it took him a while to answer yes. After Liu Qihua heard this, his face turned red, and then he recovered, and said softly: "This is not the place, let's go over there and talk about it." Anyway, ignoring Ye Shaowen and the people around him, he took his hand and flew to an inner hall in an instant.

Except for the two of them, the hall was empty, and the two talked to each other about what happened since the farewell in Chang'an, Ye Shaowen knew that Uncle Liu had died of illness a few years ago, because of Qi painting, the royal family took care of the Liu family very much, and they were worry-free in the world. Since entering the realm of cultivating immortals, I rarely think about the things of the mortal dust in the past, the monks have a long lifespan, and after a retreat, it is already a sea of vicissitudes, and the avenue is very urgent, it is not unreasonable to think that the cultivators have almost broken the red dust.

Ye Shaowen didn't say anything about the Qingding Green Spirit, but only roughly said how he entered the Immortal Cultivation Realm and what he was in the Liuyun Sect. Listening to Liu Qihua's words, I knew that he was favored by tens of millions of people in the Moral Sect, and his cultivation was also advancing by leaps and bounds, but in the back, although the Sect tried his best to cultivate, it was not so easy to improve. Liu Qihua felt that he lacked cultivation resources and exercises, so he decided to go back and ask his master to let him practice in the Huang Ting Sect.......

The two talked for a long time, but there were already people outside the hall who were anxious.

"I said, Senior Brother Leng, it's useless for you to be so anxious, why don't we go in and have a look. A young man squeezed his eyebrows and paced to the side, and a young man smiled.

The man was angular and sharp-eyed, with a long sword on his back, and his chest heaved and heaved, showing anger. I only heard him snort: "You don't know Senior Sister Liu's temper, if I go in like this, he will definitely be angry with me!"

The young man said "ha" and said, "Yes, let's do it, Senior Brother Leng, I'll go and push the door of the hall open, Senior Sister Liu will be annoyed and annoyed with me, what's the matter?"

The man surnamed Leng pondered for a while, and then said, "Don't you just remember the Bauhinia fragrant teapot, just give it to you." After saying that, the sleeve robe shook, and a palm-sized jade pot came out, and the young man was overjoyed, and hurriedly took it, played with it in his hand for a while, and smiled at the man: "Senior brother, look at me." ”

The young man got the jade pot, and he seemed to work harder, and with a strong force, he opened the door of the palace, pretending to be angry, and shouted: "Senior sister, don't let this kid deceive, this kid wants to climb up the high branches of our Huang Tingzong because he has some acquaintance with you, hmph, I don't know if it's from that small place......" Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Liu Qihua: "Xiao Dongsheng, you let me out!" The young man was really annoyed when he saw her, and he didn't dare to stay longer, so he slipped out with a hum.

Ye Shaowen was speechless, this young man didn't look as old as himself, but he looked like he was teaching people, and looking at his face, he didn't look like a poisonous person, and he didn't bother to care, he and Liu Qihua grew up together, not to mention some acquaintances?

Liu Qihua was a little embarrassed, and when he was trying to persuade him, a man came outside the hall, and as soon as he entered the hall, Ye Shaowen felt his strong hostility, as well as a fierce momentum, or sword intent! Ye Shaowen narrowed his eyes slightly, but Liu Qihua was a little breathless, and only heard her say in a deep voice: "Leng Ling, what are you doing again?"

The man said, "Seeing that you haven't come out for a long time, I'm worried. ”

Liu Qihua sneered: "Worried? joke!" Leng Ling said again: "You are good with Senior Brother Wei, I respect him, but you are suddenly so close to this boy of unknown origin, why is he?"

When Liu Qihua heard him say this, his face turned red, his heart was slightly panicked, and he was even more annoyed, and said, "What are you doing! Get out!"

Leng Ling didn't dare to stimulate her anymore, snorted heavily at Ye Shaowen, and said, "I don't use exercises, I don't rely on cultivation, I only use swordsmanship, do you dare to fight with me?" Ye Shaowen hesitated slightly, looked at Liu Qi's painting, and saw that she was silent, but she didn't mean to stop her, and secretly thought that if she used Qingding, she shouldn't lose to him, so she laughed: "Huang Tingzong's high-level disciples are kind, how can I refuse?"

Leng Ling also smiled: "You have some guts. He drew to Liu Qi again: "Senior sister, don't worry, I won't hurt him." ”

After saying that, a few people walked to the ring, Leng Ling glanced at the young man who had broken through the door before, and the young man understood, and disappeared from the smoke. Ye Shaowen arrived at the ring, but unexpectedly found that there were many people around, looking at his clothes and face, and his cultivation was magnanimous, most of them were disciples of the upper sect and the rest of the sects. I couldn't help but snort coldly in my heart, it must be the trick of the cold ling, it was obviously just a private battle between two people, he actually made such a big battle, can I really lose?

Leng Ling knew that Liu Qihua was a high-minded and arrogant person, so she had the intention to make Ye Shaowen lose face and make her alienate him from him from now on.

Leng Ling stood on top of the ring, Ye Shaowen immediately fell up, the young man was interested, coughed twice, and said loudly: "Friends, my senior brother Leng Ling does not rely on exercises and cultivation, only uses swordsmanship, let this friend of the Liuyun Sect perform, let's start." ”

After hearing this, everyone nodded and disdained, Qi Sheng and the others were also in the audience, he looked at Leng Ling, and couldn't help frowning, this person's sword strength is many times better than mine, and the disciples of the Shangzong are really blessed!

Wan Yu was a little worried on the side, but he was a little puzzled, looking at this situation, he really didn't know how he got into trouble with the disciples of Huang Tingzong! Wang Yun couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw her anxious expression, and sneered: "This kid must be a fairy of Huang Tingzong again, hey, this time it's not so lucky." Feng Yuan also smiled and agreed, quite gloating, but Wan Yu just didn't hear it.

Ye Shaowen looked around, and was a little hesitant to expose Qingding, as soon as Qingding came out, these disciples may not have enough knowledge, but how can they hide from those real people with great magical powers in the main hall? But he really doesn't have a powerful means to fight the enemy.

Just thinking about it, Leng Ling had already hugged the sword and saluted, and then sold it, Ye Shaowen didn't dare to be careless at all, and used his mana to cast the shield, and at the same time, all kinds of rune paper were used accordingly, so that he could block Leng Ling's sword move without any mana.

Huang Tingzong's swordsmanship is passed down from the ancient "Guangcheng Imperial Sword Record", although there are only a few twelve styles, but each move is simple and strong, and the mystery is endless. Although Leng Ling's move was just a temptation, it also made Ye Shaowen busy.

Leng Ling smiled coldly, the long sword pierced the sky with a thunderous momentum, sneering, Ye Shaowen only felt that the air around him suddenly froze, and then countless small swords fell densely like raindrops, the momentum was amazing, when there is nothing to do, there is no way to avoid it! It is "sword rain in the sky". Everyone couldn't help but be taken by this momentum, and they held their breath in different ways.

"Another fairy sword?" Feng Yuan couldn't help but touch the cloud in his arms.

Ye Shaowen really didn't know if this sword could be blocked, he took out the gossip plate, ran the mana, and suddenly his heart moved, this trick seemed to have no loopholes, but there was always a weakness in Leng Ling without using any mana.

The Bagua Chart shows that the power of the two Feng Shui positions of Xunkan is insufficient, and a breakthrough may be made. Ye Shaowen gathered his strength to break in two places, and sure enough, this monstrous sword power swooped into the air, and all of them fell on the ring, Ye Shaowen had quietly stood in the air above the ring, seeing Leng Ling was stunned, a three-foot short sword shot away, although it was far less powerful than the fairy sword, but the speed was amazing, and it locked Leng Ling's throat, and then turned his hand into a palm and followed the short sword, wanting to defeat him in one fell swoop with his mana advantage.