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Chapter 206: The Mouse and the Cat

Seeing that the three companions were kicked away by Ye Xiaochuan, the remaining ten or so young people immediately rushed towards Ye Xiaochuan, Ye Xiaochuan laughed, and did not let go of Lan Aya, and his body flashed into the group of teenagers.

Invisible phantom, this is a superior body method that even Yun Qiyou has a headache, and dealing with a few mortals who have not even reached the realm of the sky is naturally like a wolf entering the flock.

Among these disciples of the Langya Immortal Sect, this Ouyang Caiyu is a cultivator of the fifth-layer Sky Flying Realm, and none of the others have reached the Sky Flight.

What is the concept of flying without reaching the sky? That's mortals. Only when you reach this level of realm can you be different from mortals, and you can truly be regarded as entering the ranks of cultivators.

Watching Ye Xiaochuan flip the person who beat his companion on his back in two or two strokes, Ouyang Caiyu's face turned purple.

She snorted, let go of the blue silk magic weapon, and pinched the handprint wildly with both hands, and suddenly the blue silk magic weapon skyrocketed, and it turned into a blue giant python, wanting to entangle Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan was startled, and finally let go of the blue silk magic weapon.

Ouyang Caiyu was overjoyed when he saw that his magic weapon had finally returned, and he held one end of Lan Aya's magic weapon, and suddenly the blue light in the sky was under the hood of Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan squinted his eyes and said to Yang Shijiu: "Stay away! Let's see how this great immortal hoes the strong and helps the weak!"

Yang Nineteen and his father Yang Dashan had long been hiding far away, and the immortal fights were not something that mortals like them could participate in, and it would not be good to be affected.

Now Ye Xiaochuan is very interested in the blue silk magic weapon controlled by Ouyang Caiyu, he can't name this magic weapon, but the spiritual power is very sufficient, and it can be regarded as a middle-class magic weapon in the cultivation realm.

The most commendable thing is that this magic weapon turned out to be a piece of silk, which is very different from the magic weapon of the fairy sword and the ghost head knife that he is familiar with.

With the blue light cover, the surrounding wind was fierce, and the sand flew away, and the people who blew couldn't open their eyes. The dozen or so teenagers who were kicked to the ground by Ye Xiaochuan hummed and chirped, and ran away with a roll so as not to suffer from the disaster of the fish pond.

The blue silk magic weapon was wrapped in hundreds of blue lights, Ye Xiaochuan shook his backhand, and the bladeless sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the dense cyan sword qi instantly covered his body, shuttling rapidly.

Suddenly, a dense cyan qi sword appeared, which really startled Ouyang Caiyu, most of the disciples of the Langya Sword Sect were cultivating immortal sword magic weapons, and she had never seen one who did not need to rely on the handprint sword technique, and in an instant, hundreds of qi swords were activated.

It wasn't until the blue light she controlled was ruthlessly crushed by those cyan qi swords that she realized that all she had pinched before was soft persimmons, and today she had encountered hard stubble.

No matter how she mobilized her spiritual power to urge the blue silk magic weapon, she couldn't attack the defensive sword circle arranged by the stinky boy at all, and she quickly understood that the gap between herself and this black young man's cultivation was very big, and the other party didn't want to kill her, otherwise once he launched an air sword counterattack, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold even half a pillar of incense, and she would be pierced by ten thousand swords and died.

Ouyang Caiyu was embarrassed and angry in his heart, he originally wanted to come over and smash the field, but he was smashed by others, thinking that he had extraordinary qualifications, and he reached the fifth level of the sky flying realm at the age of fifteen, and he should be regarded as the top among his peers.

Unexpectedly, the swarthy young man in front of her looked about the same age as herself, but her cultivation was so high that it was really unfathomable! This hurt her very much!

Another proud swan was struck.

If you are someone else, you know that there is too much difference in strength from the other party, and you may have already admitted defeat. However, this proud swan gritted his teeth and insisted, mobilizing all the true methods in his body, and the blue light was several times greater than the original, frantically attacking Ye Xiaochuan's defensive sword circle.

It seems that in her opinion at the moment, it doesn't matter if she can defeat Ye Xiaochuan or not, as long as she breaks that hateful sword circle, it will be the biggest victory in her life.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't care, just accompanied this beautiful and brutal little girl to mess around, he was like a cat, teasing a poor little mouse.

Not far away, dozens of young nuns in gray robes were standing, and several middle-aged nuns in moon-white monk's robes, all looking this way.

One of the nuns looked to be in their forties, dressed in a very clean moon-white robe, and a string of amber prayer beads was turning rhythmically in her hands.

Her body is a little fat, and her skin is a little sallow because she is not contaminated with oiliness due to her perennial vegetarian diet. But her eyes were very bright, as pure as autumn water.

She is the host of Jishi'an, Master Xuanhui!

"Amitayus Buddha, good hand Divine Sword Eight Style, this young man should be a disciple of Cangyun Sect. ”

It was an old nun who looked very old next to Mrs. Xuan Hui who spoke, her face was already wrinkled, the monk's robe on her body was also a little shabby, and her voice was quite low and hoarse.

Master Xuanhui smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Sister Xuanbi, this young man's cultivation is extremely high, and he is definitely not a nameless person in Cangyun Sect, why don't you guess who he will be?"

The old nun named Xuanbi glanced at Master Xuanhui and said, "Senior sister, it seems that you have already guessed it, this young man is very wonderful to promote the eight styles of the divine sword, hundreds of qi swords come out in an instant, and only by cultivating the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao of Cangyun Gate to the middle realm of the seventh layer out of the body can he move, but this young man is too young, only a teenager, and the poor nun really can't guess." ”

Master Xuanhui said: "A while ago, in the Cangyun Gate test, I sent Fan and a few disciples to watch the ceremony, according to the results of Fan coming back to tell me, if I guessed correctly, this young man is Ye Xiaochuan, who won the third place in this year's Cangyun test. ”

Xuanbi Lao Ni was stunned for a moment, and said, "Ye Xiaochuan, I haven't heard this name before." ”

Master Xuanhui said: "I also heard recently, he is the biggest dark horse in the Cangyun Great Test, even the Smoke Fairy Gu Pan'er was defeated by his sword, and in the end he was defeated by the Ling Bing Fairy Yun Qiyou's dust-cutting sword. By the way, his master is Qingfeng. ”

A trace of wisdom flashed in Xuanbi Lao Ni's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "It turned out to be the disciple of the old drunkard of Qingfeng, this is no surprise, maybe he is the only one in the world who can teach the dark horse, three hundred and sixty years ago, the battle of the Broken Sky Cliff, the old drunkard broke into the top ten silently, and the two sisters of Liubo and Liuyun were called the three big dark horses at that time, and it was not surprising that he could teach another dark horse, there was no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

Master Xuanhui smiled slightly, and said: "Senior sister, it seems that you are still haunted by the defeat of Qingfeng in the Broken Sky Cliff, this is not good, the monks are empty, some obsessions should be let go or have to be let go, you have been trapped in the realm of spiritual silence for more than a hundred years, if you can't let go of the obsession in your heart, it will be difficult to make progress in your cultivation." ”