The moonlight is like water, and in the quiet courtyard, there is a sword aura surging, like a hanging Milky Way hanging down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man with the mark of the black snake on his eyebrows changed slightly, and he felt the difficulty of the visitor, especially the eyes under the mask, which were cold and ruthless, and murderous.

His hands were sealed, and the tips of his index fingers oozed blood, depicting the dragon flying and phoenix dancing in the void, and blood-colored talismans appeared in the void, and then turned into a blood-colored long snake, and pounced on Ye Qingguan with teeth and claws.

Ye Qingguan was dressed in black, wearing a blue-faced Yama mask, and the iron sword in his hand shimmered with cold light, and the sword qi was criss-crossing in all directions, falling towards the blood-colored long snake.

Other Southern Xinjiang aliens also moved at this time, some chanted obscure spells, some sacrificed Gu worms, and some controlled poisonous snakes, all kinds of strange and strange things, all kinds of southern Xinjiang strange arts appeared here, drowning Ye Qingguan in it.

With an iron sword in his hand, Ye Qingguan slaughtered all directions, and the sword aura was surging, like a river rolling, endlessly, grinding Gu insects and poisonous snakes one by one.

Then he flicked his fingers, and the spirit rhino sword finger was cast, and the iron sword made a crisp sonorous sound, and the ripples visible to the naked eye rippled, interrupting the spells of several strangers in southern Xinjiang and forcibly terminating them, so that they were attacked at once, the corners of their mouths were bleeding, and their faces were pale.

Immediately afterwards, his sword momentum changed, and it turned out to be the "Jun" word sword in Yan Yu's Tianlun swordsmanship, although it was not as powerful as Yan Yu, but it already had five or six points of charm.

The man's face changed, could this person who made a move be an orthodox disciple of Confucianism?

This is the pride of Ye Qingguan, and even the thirteenth uncle is full of praise.

When he was in Changbai Mountain, he saw Su Xiaobai and Lin Mulang fighting, and the two of them used the Spirit Rhino Sword Technique, in which the Spirit Rhino Sword Finger was learned by him, and later Su Xiaobai saw him perform it, he was very surprised, but he didn't expect that he could learn a little bit of power just by standing by and watching for a while.

The blood-colored long snake let out a wail, and was finally strangled in the void by the sword qi, turning into a blood light and exploding, Ye Qingguan swept over, and the iron sword flew like a rainbow light, breaking through the sky, and stabbing straight at the man.

The man withdrew, flicked his sleeves, and a black light appeared, turning into a strange thing, and then an extremely cold air swept here.

"Paper man?" Ye Qingguan looked at the thing that suddenly appeared in front of him, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This is a paper figure with delicate facial features painted on it, and at this time, he is smiling seductively at Ye Qingguan, lifelike, as if real, to seduce him into a dream.

When!

He flicked his fingers on the sword twice, obviously not very loudly, but it had the spirituality to resist people's hearts, which made people wake up instantly.

The paper man let out a terrible scream, and then spontaneously combusted without wind, and dissipated here.

"Ye Qingguan, it's you?!"

Hearing these two sword sounds, the man's face changed greatly, more than ten days ago, he used his sound to control the snake, wanting to kill Ye Qingguan, but in the end he was disintegrated by the other party with a sonorous sword song, and even hurt him from a long distance, that crisp sword sound has been deeply seared in his heart.

Hearing this, he finally determined the identity of the person who came.

"It's me!" At this time, Ye Qingguan was not hiding it, the iron sword was across his chest, and shaking his hand was the sixteenth style of the wind, and the sword light was as fast as thunder and lightning, and it seemed that a strong wind was blowing here, and the sword qi swept away, raging to the fullest.

"Ahh

Several Southern Xinjiang aliens who had cultivated underground screamed, and were swept into their bodies by sword qi, leaving scars that were deep and visible to the bones, and blood flowed like a stream.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingguan's sword moves were changing, so fast that people were so chaotic that they didn't have time to react at all, and six rainbow sword lights flew out, killing three strangers in southern Xinjiang.

"Ye Qingguan!" the man roared, his face was ugly and hideous, and he didn't keep it at this time, he untied a cloth bag around his waist, and a black light flashed, and Ye Qingguan saw that the man in his room appeared before, looking like a man but not a human, like a monkey but not a monkey, with a straw hat, dragging a long tail, his arms were extremely long, almost hanging on the ground, and the nails on his claws could be half a foot long, screaming and grabbing him.

Ye Qingguan snorted coldly, shook his hand is a sword drawing style, the murderous aura was condensed, the sword qi was unified, and a sword light condensed to the extreme flew out and slashed towards the mandrill.

Mandrills wielded their claws, their nails glistening in the moonlight, like they were made of gold and iron.

But with the impact of gold and iron, the mandrill let out a miserable scream, its claws were directly cut off, and green blood spurted out and fell to the ground, emitting bursts of green smoke, and the ground was corroded into a pit.

The man in southern Xinjiang led by him saw it in his eyes, and his face ached, this is the mandrill that he has worked hard to raise for more than ten years, and it took a lot of effort to subdue the other party, but today he was cut off by a sword.

He roared angrily, and the black snake mark on his eyebrows seemed to come to life, and a wisp of creepy fluctuations suddenly filled his body.

His hands were sealed, and his eyebrows were bleeding, as if they were about to crack.

Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Ye Qingguan's eyes: "The Holy Mountain's séance technique?!"

The man heard it in his ears, but it was like thunder roaring, he didn't expect Ye Qingguan to know so much about their southern Xinjiang, and even knew such a profound and secret secret technique.

Ye Qingguan took out his sword again, and several dragon-like sword qi flew out, and killed several other strangers in southern Xinjiang, and then swept up, and disappeared into the night, making the man feel like a punch on the cotton, indescribably depressed, and could only forcibly suppress the strange art.

In the distance, Ye Qingguan's voice came: "Remember, this is just interest, don't mess with me, otherwise I will make you pay an unimaginable price!"

The voice is flat, but it seems extremely arrogant.

When have the 100,000 mountains and countless strange people in southern Xinjiang ever been so despised.

But Ye Qingguan's skills were too strong, dealing with a few of them, it was almost like entering a no-man's land, killing a few people in a grand manner, and then leaving in a dignified manner, slapping them in the face nakedly.

The remaining five strangers from southern Xinjiang all had ugly faces, and a few of them still had injuries on their bodies, and they almost turned around before the ghost gate was closed just now.

"If you dare not take our southern Xinjiang in your eyes, you will definitely make him pay the price!" someone said ruthlessly.

"Please send the Holy Envoy down, capture him alive, throw him into the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, and let him die in life rather than death!" the other man also had gloomy eyes and coldly spat out these words.

The man from Southern Xinjiang led by him coughed a few times, and then said: "Don't worry, this matter won't end like this, killing so many of our people in Southern Xinjiang and not letting him pay the price, how can we Snake Dock raise our heads in front of other docks?"

The man's eyes were gloomy, looking at the direction of Ye Qingguan's departure, like a poisonous snake.

"Dispose of the body. The man finally spoke, and several other Southern Xinjiang strangers began to move, sacrificing their natal Gu worms, burrowing into the corpses of those people, sucking their essence blood, and after a while, the corpses of several people turned into dried corpses.

After that, they took out several other kinds of insects, and gnawed a few dried corpses clean, leaving no trace behind, which was terrifying to see, but they didn't expect them to deal with their partner's corpse like this.

On the other side, after Ye Qingguan returned to his room, he took off his night robe and mask, put on the azure robe again, and turned back into the Confucian disciple with a peaceful temperament, like a nobody.

After a night of tuna, what happened at night seemed to have been forgotten by Ye Qingguan, he washed up, went to the dining hall for breakfast, and then walked towards Han Wenyuan, met Jin Bodhisattva and An Lanxuan on the way, and greeted him with a chuckle.

"Xiao Yezi, did you kill someone last night?" Jin Bodhisattva leaned over to him and sniffed, smelling a faint smell of blood.

Ye Qingguan rolled his eyes: "This is the Sage Mansion, a place where saints have been born, do you think it's a slaughterhouse, and if you say kill someone, you will kill someone?"

Jin Bodhisattva looked at him with disbelief, and looked at him very firmly and said, "You can't fool me, you must have killed last night." ”

"Do you really think you have a dog nose?" Ye Qingguan quipped.

"You're the dog's nose, Pipsqueak bites him!"

"Roar!"

At this moment, a few people also came from the other side, but they were a group of people from southern Xinjiang, including the man in charge, there were only six people in total, several fewer than at the beginning.

When he saw Ye Qingguan, his face became very unkind, and he confided in murderous aura, one of them couldn't even hold back, and he was about to walk this way with his feet raised, but he was pulled by the man in charge, and after taking a deep look at Ye Qingguan, he turned around and walked away.

"Look, you see, there are a few people missing, and you still say that you didn't kill anyone?" the golden bodhisattva became more and more sure.

At this time, even An Lanxuan looked at him suspiciously: "Zichuan, you won't really kill people, will you?"

Ye Qingguan will definitely not admit it: "Don't listen to Xiao Jinzi's nonsense, this is the Sage Mansion, and I don't dare to do it here if I have a hundred more guts!"

The golden bodhisattva snorted, not believing what he said anyway.

After the morning class was over, Ye Qingguan got rid of the Golden Bodhisattva who wanted to go to the back mountain to eat wild food, and came to the east side of the holy hill alone.

The holy hill is not high, and the area is not large, but there is a majestic trend, after all, there have been several saints here, and their luck is unfathomable, and even things like the white fish in Hantan can be bred.

There are waterfalls on the holy hill, there are gurgling streams, the forests are lush, the flowers and plants are fragrant, and the white clouds are swirling, a piece of dust and peace, such as a fairyland on earth.

Ye Qingguan came to the east of the Holy Hill at this time, which was adjacent to the East China Sea, and standing here, he could see a vast ocean, extending to the horizon.

"This is the stone?"

Looking at a boulder standing in front of him, Ye Qingguan's eyes were magical, and under his feet were the surging waves, rumbling, like thousands of troops and horses galloping, majestic, slapping on the reef, splashing white waves.

"The east is adjacent to the Jieshi to view the sea. ”

At this time, he was immersed in the scene, so that he could truly experience a little bit of the state of mind of Cao Cao, the hero of the ages, in the face of such a vast ocean, the existence of people seems incomparably small, like sand and dust, almost negligible.

Perhaps it was in such a state of mind that Cao Cao was able to write such a peerless business card, and some people in later generations also mentioned the words "There is a legacy in the east of Jieshi".

"Is the inheritance of the Eastern Emperor really related to this?"

Ye Qingguan looked at the boulder in front of him, except for the strange shape, he couldn't see anything special.

The boulder was a foot taller than him, like a strip-like stone pillar, firmly rooted here, and was not shaken in the slightest despite the turbulent waves.

He looked at the boulder carefully, trying to see what was the clue, and suddenly sensed something, suddenly turned to look behind him, and saw a figure flash away.

"Is it him?" Ye Qingguan was surprised.