"You're playing with fire!" The disciples led by Long Hufeng stared at Ye Qingguan, their faces were gloomy and almost dripping, and their eyes became extremely terrifying, staring at Ye Qingguan like beasts. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ye Qingguan looked at him lightly: "It's just right, there are too many dead leaves here, and it's fun to burn it clean." ”

"For so many years, no one dared to bully our disciples of Dragon Tiger Peak! You are very good!" the man looked at Ye Qingguan and said word by word.

"Now that you see it, I've bullied me, what can you do? Don't you also want to lie here and repent of your cheapness?" Ye Qingguan shrugged his shoulders, as if the disciples on the ground had nothing to do with him.

"You are looking for death!" The man's eyes were full of anger, as an outstanding disciple of Dragon and Tiger Peak, even in the entire Tiandao Mountain, he could be ranked first, when had he been so arranged, he didn't draw his sword, and just slapped it like this, straight to Ye Qingguan's cheek.

Ye Qingguan's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth hooked a touch of salient arc, and he also raised his palm and slapped it with one palm.

Boom!

The palms struck, and the two majestic internal forces collided violently, like two rushing rivers colliding together, and the terrifying force generated at that moment shook the arms of both of them.

A flash of surprise flashed in Ye Qingguan's eyes, this person's internal strength cultivation was not weak, much stronger than those disciples just now.

But he really wasn't afraid of anyone than his body, and he looked at his face, picked up the broom and pulled it.

The man's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and a killing machine burst out, humiliating them three times and twice Dragon Tiger Peak, did you really think that they had no one in Dragon Tiger Peak?

With a sonorous sound, the long sword in the man's hand was unsheathed, and in a trance, the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar sounded, and a majestic sword qi erupted, rolling up yellow leaves all over the sky.

It is rumored that there are two strange stones on the Dragon and Tiger Peak, born naturally, a dragon and a tiger, containing dragon qi and tiger evil, it is the best place to sharpen the sword in the world, it is not much worse than the sword washing pool of Changbai Mountain, and over the years, an ordinary sword can also be sharpened out of the sword qi.

The sword in the man's hand is like this, the sword roars, like the sound of a dragon and a tiger, the momentum is extraordinary, and the sword is full of energy.

Ye Qingguan didn't react, the broom almost fell on the man's face, and a sword light flew in, but it split his broom to the side.

"Obediently go back to Longhu Peak with me to apologize and admit your mistakes!" With the ancient sword in his hand, the man's confidence was much stronger, and he looked at Ye Qingguan coldly.

Ye Qingguan chuckled and said, "I think you'd better stay, when you cure your own mouth, I'll let you go!"

"Looking for death!" The man's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, as if there was a sword qi spraying, the long sword danced, and a snow-white sword fell down, like a waterfall.

Ye Qingguan carried a broom, swept it out casually, or drew the sword, he had already made it superb, and the momentum of a thousand blades accumulated together, and it exploded in an instant, and the bright light eclipsed the sun.

The two sword lights collided, and there was a big explosion here, and the dense sword qi flew in all directions, piercing through the trees, and the yellow leaves were also in this forest sword momentum, directly turning into powder and dissipating.

The man's eyes froze, and his heart became much more cautious, just a broom has such power, I really don't know what he will look like when he draws his sword?

In a hurry, his second piece fell, and the two sword lights were entangled together, evolving into a dragon and a tiger, and the power of the dragon and tiger alternated, mighty, and rushed towards Ye Qingguan like a sea of mountains.

Ye Qingguan exerted his long-term sword intent, and a sword momentum surging endlessly, pouring out along the broom, like the Yuanjiang River that never dries up, rumbling and galloping, like thousands of troops and horses roaring, setting off hundreds of waves, and rushing towards the opposite side.

Rumble!

The ground trembled, the two majestic sword momentum collided, and the waves rose a hundred feet high, as if they were going to knock down the stars outside the sky, Ye Qingguan's sword intent was endless, as if he had gone through one life after another, one was more prosperous and the other was heavy, and the big waves rolled upside down, engulfing the man's sword momentum.

The man was startled and jumped out ten feet away, but Ye Qingguan came to him in a stride, and the broom in his hand was pulled out without a head.

The man's expression was gloomy, he felt a thick humiliation, a sweeping broom, I don't know how rotten and dirty it was, but it was held by Ye Qingguan, and he greeted people in the face, obviously disgusting them.

He slashed his sword upwards and slashed at the handle of the broomstick, intending to cut it off.

Ye Qingguan stretched out his other hand, flicked his fingers, and a crisp sonorous sound sounded, the man only felt that his arm trembled, and the long sword deviated from the track, and passed by Ye Qingguan's side.

Ye Qingguan's broom did not disappear, but still fell.

The man hurriedly raised his hand to block the broom, and the wide sleeves were suddenly torn by the strong wind, and they hung on his body one by one, indescribably embarrassed and funny.

"What, you people in Dragon Tiger Peak have a hobby of not wearing clothes? Okay, I'll help you take it off. Ye Qingguan chuckled and dropped another broom.

In the distance, the old man who poured vegetables watched this scene, touched his chin, and smashed his mouth: "This little bastard is really good at bullying people, worse than the old man I used to be." ”

"But this guy's swordsmanship is really profound, and he hasn't seen him for more than a year, and he seems to have gotten a lot stronger. How about it, Lao Mu, this disciple I found for you is not bad, right? The Sword Sect is number one, and he can't even look for it with a lantern. The old man who watered the vegetables looked at the old Taoist priest triumphantly, with a stinky look on his face, and he didn't blush at all, who deceived Ye Qingguan in the first place.

The old Taoist priest's cloudy eyes glanced over here, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

The old man who poured the vegetables was choked up suddenly, and rolled his eyes there: "These are these two words that I have heard the most in my life, and I said that you can't change the word? This is all acceptable, so what is considered good? Your Daomen Shuangyue is also at this level, right?"

The old Taoist priest didn't speak, he swept his ground intently, day after day, year after year, and he didn't know what he was sweeping?

On the other side, Ye Qingguan's battle was almost over, and seven or eight brooms fell on Lin Yuefeng's body, tearing his luxurious robes and hanging them on his body one by one, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

Lin Yuefeng's gloomy face became extremely hideous, like a wounded beast, his red eyes stared at Ye Qingguan, almost going crazy.

How many years, how many years has no one humiliated himself so much, since he went to Longhu Peak, he is the most outstanding disciple in the sect, he has always walked in front of everyone, pampered, noble status, but now he is being pumped like a dog without a head, so that his self-esteem collapsed all of a sudden, and his face was hot, like a fire.

"Why is your face so red?" Ye Qingguan's poisonous tongue was thrown over unceremoniously, constantly hitting Lin Yuefeng's self-esteem.

"I want you to die!" Lin Yuefeng almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, a pair of scarlet eyes, like a beast to choose people to eat.

"You'd better lie down for me. Ye Qingguan pulled down another broom, his strength was surprisingly great, and he immediately threw Lin Yuefeng to the ground, covering his face, and almost cried.