"Coincidentally, I came to your land, and the ultimate purpose is also for a sword. ”

He Huo Ran faced Donglai and said, "Mr. Donglai, make a move!"

After Donglai saw this sword, his pupils shrank suddenly, if he felt that he was sure of winning by seven or eight points at first, then now he is only five or five open.

......

"Sang Gong, what do you think of this sword?"

Not far from the outside of the mansion, among the clouds, stood several men in strong and stubborn clothes, one of them was wearing fiery yellow armor, and there was a striking pattern in the center, it was a lion crouching at the foot of the mountain, holding a halberd in his hand, and he asked the man wearing a ghost mask and wearing a priest's robe next to him.

That person was Sang Tianwu, his eyes were fixed on Ye Shaowen and the fairy sword in his hand, and he slowly spoke: "It's a powerful sword!

The man in armor rarely heard Sang Tian Wu praise others so directly and briefly, and he became solemn at the moment and moved his gaze to the mansion.

......

Wu monks rarely borrow foreign objects, if there are people who use magic weapons, it is mostly a long-standing or powerful treasure, the general tribe does not have it, even if the ancestors have it, it will be taken away when it declines.

I saw Donglai with his eyes closed, words in his mouth, his hands slowly raised, and the field suddenly became weird, the breeze that he had never cared about before was blowing very strongly on Ye Shaowen's face at the moment, and the dust on the ground was not willing to be lonely, and it burrowed into Ye Shaowen's pores in groups.

The sky darkened suddenly, and a few dark clouds came in mid-air at some point, blocking out the golden sunlight.

The Broken Sword in Ye Shaowen's hand hummed and trembled.

He had never fought with the monks of the Witchland, and the monks of the Witchland had never seen the Middle-earth Dao!

The dark clouds gathered thicker and thicker, followed by lightning and thunder, and the next moment the pouring rain fell on Ye Shaowen's head!

Everyone watched intently, and suddenly they were stabbed by a bright light and closed their eyes, and those who cultivated to a high level couldn't look directly, and their faces were half-open to see what this light was.

The light came from the scabbard, thin and long, and split a huge raindrop, and the bead of water splashed in all directions, but no longer fell to the ground, but disappeared as a puff of smoke.

The bright light rushed upward, splitting into a sword qi above Ye Shaowen's head, and then went straight towards Donglai himself, and in the blink of an eye, he came to him and slashed down. The sword qi blocked the falling raindrops in the air, but it didn't take long for the dense raindrops that followed to break through the sword qi barrier and continue to fall. At this time, the person who had been stabbed by the sword light just now closed his eyes and now regained his concentration, only to see that the place where the dazzling light just now was now only an empty scabbard.

"Oooooo

Feeling the huge pressure and danger in front of him, Donglai opened his eyes suddenly, raised his hands, turned his palms forward, the thunder sounded, the dark clouds disappeared, and the raindrop closest to Ye Shaowen's hair was about to fall down, but suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke and drifted away.

Only the weird wind and restless dust were still floating around, like countless ghosts that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and Ye Shaowen even heard them babbling and laughing.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Ye Shaowen took out three golden talismans and bombarded them, and suddenly there was a cooing and screaming in the air, really like a group of chaotic imps.

Ye Shaowen kept swinging spells like catching mosquitoes, and according to the sound that came out, these things were driven away in all directions.

"Mr. Ye can't be careless!"

Mrs. Li's voice suddenly came, Ye Shaowen's eyes narrowed slightly, and sure enough, these things that were chattering and hiding in the dark, no matter how he chased them, they could not be dispersed.

Donglai, who was not far in front, was struggling to resist the Destruction Sword, and Ye Shaowen secretly said that as long as the other party was slashed with a sword, these god-chattering things would naturally disappear.

After he added the talisman array to himself, as soon as he recited the sword technique, a figure of Kunpeng suddenly appeared behind the Destruction Sword, hissing in his mouth, spreading his big wings, and slamming forward, the sword power increased dramatically.

Donglai's face was ugly, and he sighed secretly, finally he couldn't resist it, and was cut in half by the Broken Sword and split in half from top to bottom.

After the competition was completed, he was about to put away his sword, and inadvertently found that the audience around him was still staring, as if it was not over, Huainan Wu's face was gloomy, staring at a place in the field, Ye Shaowen was suddenly alert, and then felt a chill in his back, and hurriedly turned around, only to see a steel needle about an inch long approaching his chest, which was too fast and unexpected, but fortunately, when the opponent began to turn from defense to offense, he laid a few protective formations for himself.

"Ahh

Mei Weiwei let out an exclamation in the crowd!

But the strength of this steel needle is too great, and after breaking through the protective array, it only reduces its strength slightly, Ye Shaowen mobilized the immortal ding in a hurry, but he didn't want to show it in front of everyone, so he only transferred it from the sea of knowledge to the middle dantian near his chest, and strangely blocked this steel needle from his skin.

Outsiders seem to have saved his life only when he wore a very powerful talisman treasure under his robe.

A few feet away, Donglai's figure condensed again, but compared with the beginning of the competition, his spirit at the moment was already greatly compromised, his skin wrinkles increased, and his appearance looked like he was suddenly more than ten years older.

Seeing that Ye Shaowen blocked the steel needle without danger, he even lost his eyes, and his old face was like a withered yellow bark.

"See how many lives you have left?"

Ye Shaowen didn't dare to be careless anymore, and quickly summoned the Destruction Sword to slash at him.

Donglai saw that his life was no longer guaranteed, but he still wanted to fight again, maybe Prince Huainan would come to the rescue.

He made a sworn look, and when the Broken Sword was about to slash him, he was really bounced away by a rusty green jade, which was simply engraved with a primitive face, and the speed was too fast, Ye Shaowen didn't see clearly whether it was an animal or an earlier human race, so he flew back into the hands of Huainan Wu.

"Hehe, Brother Ye is a good method, although you won the competition, but we can't lack a housekeeper in our house!" Huainan Wu held Qingyu, put his hand behind his back, and said with a smile.

Only Qi Shuirou next to him noticed that his hand was trying his best to contain the uneasy shaking.

"There are talents in the house, and what do you want this kind of waste to be a housekeeper. Mrs. Li scoffed.

"Donglai was appointed by Sangtian, if my sister is not dissatisfied, when Sangtian comes back, I will go and tell him in person. Qi Shuirou replied in a coquettish voice.

As soon as Madame Li heard her voice, she felt extremely disgusted, and snorted heavily.

"Hahaha, Brother Ye won. Huai Dewu said happily loudly, walked up to Ye Shaowen, took his hand and said, "Brother Ye's magic skills are eye-opening, let's have a banquet tonight." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness!" said the two of them and walked out, no one dared to stop them without Huainan's order.

Ye Shaowen's sentence "Your Highness" is already a very noble title, that is, no one dared to call Huainan Wu such a person before he obtained the identity of the palm lamp.

Ye Shaowen's move had openly shown that he was on Huaidewu's side, and Mei Weiwei was also very excited, glaring at Huainanwu and following.

Huainan Wu was furious, stared at the two of them, and clenched his hands into fists violently, and immediately calmed down the trembling.

Suddenly, a soft palm pinched one of his hands, and when he turned his head, he saw that his mother's relative Shui Rou was looking at him, shook his head, his eyes flashed with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had an idea.

He knew that his mother had always been full of wisdom, his father Sang Tian could become the patriarch, and his mother had also made a lot of effort behind his back, and he was suddenly relieved as if he had taken a reassuring pill. It's just that Na Mei Weiwei is quite resistant to herself, and if you want to get her, you have to find another way......