Yan Weike and Luo Jiutian on the stone bridge, their palms were full of beads of sweat, and the butterfly tail sword became tighter and tighter.

Ning Hongdou clutched his chest and struggled to get up, and finally stopped vomiting, but found that Ye Piaoling's hand holding the sword had not been put down: "Old man, isn't the battle over yet?

Coughing hard, Ning Hongdou looked around: "You behaved very well tonight, I didn't kill anyone, I pinched your legs before going to bed." ”

Ye Piaoling: "How can it be so simple to kill people, besides, the master is about to eat the sword nine thousand nine, who knows if the crane will directly take the master to the unknowable land, and it can't leave you too much mess." Kill people in Luoyang City, the master is gone, you can't go. ”

Ye Piaoling scratched the tip of Ning Hongdou's nose.

Ning Hongdou sneezed: "Hmph, count you as having a conscience." ”

Ye Piaoling seemed to have something to say, but he suddenly turned around, with a surprised expression on his face, opened his mouth and muttered quietly: "I know that this Luoyang City will not disappoint, since the deer ear sword has been eaten, there is no reason to disappear later, naturally there must be a master to seek revenge." ”

"It's all a bunch of fools who want to save face. ”

After speaking.

Ye Piaoling casually inserted the sword in front of him, and stomped his foot lightly, without trembling and roaring, and without the mountain shaking.

The raindrops all over the street were still.

Ye Piaoling stretched out two fingers, swiped lightly in the air, and a drop of rain instantly floated to his chest. Then Ye Piaoling glanced at the raindrop, as if he had received some order, and the raindrop came to life in an instant.

Buzz.

The raindrops began to spin in the air at a terrifying speed, very fast, extremely fast, and faintly sparks could be seen scraping out.

Ye Piaoling grinned at the stone bridge not far away, his index finger and middle finger, in the air, with a flick.

The raindrops floating in the air disappeared with a bang.

One breath.

From the entrance of Yongning Street, where Ye Piaoling was, to the stone bridge where Yan Weike and Luo Jiutian stood, raindrops swept through the air, tearing the air and piercing all the dust.

Straight to come.

At the same time, the rain in the night sky finally landed.

Under the stone bridge is Luoshui, the water surface, and the waves are not alarmed. Raindrops swept by, the river fish died in a layer, a wooden boat, the oars broke in two.

Yan Weike saw Ye Piaoling's evil smile, and also saw Ye Piaoling's hanging fingers, coupled with the previous siege night battle, so, there is no underestimating enemy, it is impossible to underestimate the enemy, and dare not underestimate the enemy.

The first time.

The true yuan of Yan Weike's whole body was mobilized, and the vitality was released seven meters, and seven defensive walls were laid in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The butterfly tail sword and the butterfly tail mother sword were unsheathed at the same time, and Yan Weike believed: "No matter who it is, no matter which sect, no matter what realm it is, no matter what kind of exercises you have practiced, don't want to take advantage of half a cent if you are fully prepared by your husband and wife." ”

Subsequently.

Time freezes.

One breath, three breaths, seven breaths......

Nothing happened, and the seven-layer Yuan Qi defense wall was undisturbed and intact.

In the middle of the sound, Yan Weike held the butterfly-tailed female sword, turned around and left without saying a word, the seven-layer defensive wall that had been painstakingly arranged disappeared in an instant, and the vitality condensed in mid-air quickly retracted into his body.

Luo Jiutian on the side was full of confusion: "What happened just now?"

"Is the battle over?"

"Who wins?"

"Who's the loser?"

The night rain is cold.

Yan Weike, who was the first to leave, had the hair on his forehead fluttering in the wind, and his hair was straight one by one, without bending. At this time, all of them began to roll, and if you look closely, the color is still a little yellow, and if you get closer and smell carefully, you can still smell a burning smell.

The raindrops that popped up from Ye Piao were spinning extremely fast, directly 'burning' the hair on Yan Weike's forehead!

Unbelievable swordsmanship!

If this can also be called swordsmanship!

"Don't you go yet, you can't stop the old devil's sword at close range, and the battle from afar is not as fast as the old devil, what face do you have to stay and bring humiliation on yourself?" Yan Weike scolded Luo Jiutian.

Luo Jiutian couldn't guess it for a while, but Yan Weike had already seen it very clearly, the raindrops, which looked like rain, were actually the supreme sword qi of the Sword Gate that operated inside, and what was attached was the rules of the pinnacle of the Zhiqi Realm.

"Hey. ”

"You two just left?" Ye Piaoling greeted.

"The two of us admit defeat, kill people too much, and have to be forgiving and forgiving. "The smoke micro-guest is very open.

However, if he thinks like this, others may not think like this.

"Who said they were going to kill you?"

"People go!"

"Kenliu!"

"Do you understand the rules!"

Ye Piaoling's excitement came from the butterfly tail sword, he didn't have the heart to kill people now, and there was no need for that, there was really no need for that.

"Bang dang!"

The sword fell to the ground, and the two great cultivators turned their backs and left.

Since Ye Piao's zero o'clock is about to stop, they should know the general situation, this is the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes of cultivators......

There is a temple in the west of Luoyang City.

There is a building on the square in front of the temple.

There is a morning bell squatting in the east of the building, and a twilight drum is erected in the west of the building.

The night rain gradually stopped, and the city was filled with a layer of early spring cold, and a crescent moon quietly emerged from the clouds, and three or two black crows let out filthy calls.

There was no bell in the middle of the night.

Endless loneliness and tranquility.

At the corner of the high wall of the temple, there is a row of eaves that extend out, and the high wall blocks the wind and the eaves shelter from the rain. An honest middle-aged man still came out of his stall in the night rain, selling supper and making handmade wontons.

Ning Hongdou followed Ye Piaoling to find the taste, put away the umbrella and sat down, her wine strength had not completely passed, but her stomach had already been empty, and she was hungry and panicked.

Ye Piaoling shook the raindrops off his clothes, wiped the stool, and sat down upright: "Boss, two bowls of chaos, one bowl with more wontons and less soup, one bowl with more soup and less wontons, green onion and coriander, more sesame oil, and another garlic." ”

The middle-aged man smiled innocently: "Come on, you wait, it'll be fine right away." ”

Moment.

Two bowls of steaming small wontons were served, the bowls were large and generous. The green onion is accompanied by coriander, dripping a few drops of sesame oil, biting the lips and teeth to leave a fragrance, and the hot little wontons go down from the position of the throat and eyes, and the whole body is warm.

Ye Piaoling took the bowl of wontons by himself, and pushed the soup in front of Ning Hongdou: "If you are drunk, eat some wonton soup to warm your stomach." ”

Ning Hongdou squinted at the chopsticks and pulled them twice, then raised his head and looked at Ye Piaoling: "Old man, I'm hungry, I want to eat more wontons." ”

Ye Piaoling didn't seem to hear it, swallowed it in a big gulp, and ate it very sweet.

The ravioli is good.

Mood is better.

The penultimate one, Ye Piaoling ate the butterfly tail sword, he could already smell the scent of the sword fairy, and the excitement naturally did not need to be said, and even hummed a small tune: "Sitting is also Zen, walking is also Zen, a flower is a world, a leaf is the same, the spring flowers are green, the autumn is the leaves are scattered, the infinite heart is at ease, and the silent movement is natural." ”

The Sanskrit sound of Buddhism was sung from his slightly hoarse voice, which was a little more interesting......