The first thing Xue Yue did when he came to the ring was to smile at Lin Yu or express his previous apologies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This smile is ugly, and there is a saying that laughing is more ugly than crying, maybe that's how it feels.

Lin Yu is a very sad person, he doesn't smile, sometimes it will be quite ugly to barely squeeze out a smile, but Lin Yu thinks that no matter how ugly he is, he will not be more sad and ugly than this smile.

This smile is not perfunctory, nor deliberate, but sincere, and the sincere smile is so unnatural, perhaps because the owner of the smile has forgotten this instinct.

Lin Yu didn't know what he had experienced, and he didn't know what the fate that the young man said he would face and what the result was, but in the end, standing with the Liu family would not be a good result anyway.

Xue Yue's second action when he came to the ring was to draw his sword.

At his waist was a slender and long sword, more like a long whip, and on the silver blade, there was a long red line, like a scar, which revealed infinite evil energy.

The long sword hung down to the ground, and as Xue Yue walked forward, it left a trail on the ground, and sparks splashed everywhere.

The sword makes people shudder, and the indifference of the teenager is unsettling.

Xue Yue didn't take a second look at the rest of the people in the ring, and walked straight towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang is Zhang Xu's son and a foundation-building cultivator, so he has to take it for his father.

The lives of the 1,000 members of the Xue family were naturally repaid with their lives.

"Child, revenge will be avenged. The head of the Liu family made way for Xue Yue, and his gaze swept over the people of all factions under the ring, leaving only a cold light in his eyes.

Zhang Yang was sucked away by the head of the Liu family, and he could only collapse to the ground weakly, watching a strange young man come to him step by step. He is a smart person, knowing that this bureau himself will not survive no matter what, the people in the audience want him to die, and the people on the stage also want him to die, and the world no longer wants him to stay.

When the catastrophe came, Zhang Yang did not show the slightest fear, not even any different colors, calmly, he did not struggle, and he was about to beg for mercy, but carefully took care of his hair and tidied up his white robe.

People thought that he was resigned to his fate and hoped that he would walk decently, but Lin Yu looked at this scene blankly, knowing that Zhang Yang was nervous.

When people are nervous, they will be at a loss, Zhang Yang is smarter than Lin Yu, and he must also be calm, usually there will be no nervous situations, and once he appears, he will constantly arrange his hair to hide his nervousness. Because Zhang Yang has a dissolute appearance and rarely takes care of external things, once he cares about his hair or clothes, he must be covering it up.

Lin Yu still remembers the first time he saw Zhang Yang's action because of the scene when Zhang Yang was found secretly drinking his father's wine.

It turned out that so much time had passed, and they had grown so big, Lin Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Yang has been better than him since he was a child, and there will always be no fewer friends around Zhang Yang, so every time he causes trouble, there will always be a group of people standing behind him to support him. The current Zhang Yang is still excellent, until now Lin Yu still hasn't been able to win against him, but why is there no one behind Zhang Yang, why is the world so indifferent, he believes that Zhang Yang's Xuanhe Sect has a lot of people, but no one has made a sound, and it is very difficult to find it.

"I'm sorry!" Xue Yue spit out a sentence lightly, and then the long sword was raised, and a dazzling light was reflected on the sharp tip of the sword, without any temperature.

The school field is crowded, silent and silent at this moment, and the red sun is approaching, and it is getting colder and colder.

A "sorry", because the two had never seen each other before, or the greetings stopped at greetings.

I can't help but say, the sword falls!

Keng――

The sword stopped in the air.

Xue Yue frowned.

The sword hovered in the air, as if colliding with something, but to the naked eye, it was empty.

Countless curious eyes under the ring turned to the source of the sound, and they couldn't see why.

Monks with slightly higher cultivation or amazing eyesight will see that a strand of hair is blocked under the long sword. The strand of hair was difficult to detect with the naked eye, just floating lightly in the air, without any weight, as if the breeze was blowing, it was about to be carried away, but it was this strand of hair that stopped everything.

Everyone remembered that Zhang Yang was tidying up his hair before, so they naturally thought that this hair was Zhang Yang's means of resistance.

How a single strand of hair can stop a sharp long sword, what kind of means it is, is unheard of.

No matter which sect it is, it is impossible to make a hair compare with a sword, otherwise it will need a sword to do more, so there is only one possibility, this is not hair at all, it is a sword in itself.

How can a strand of hair become a sword? As long as there is a sword intent, everything can become a sword.

Zhang Yang is not a sword cultivator, and he can't send out sword intent, so everyone is even more puzzled.

There are only two sword cultivators in the ring, and one of them is a murderer.

Xue Yue thought of the answer, his brows furrowed again, his eyes were slightly puzzled, his movements stopped in mid-air, and it seemed that the air also froze.

After a while, Xue Yue raised his sword again, and then slashed hard.

As Xue Yue increased his strength, the strand of hair only stopped it from breaking in less than a breath, and what was cut off was the sword intent.

The sword intent is invisible, even if it is cut off and falls to the ground, it leaves a few sparks on the ground.

This time there was no sound, and nothing blocked it, but Xue Yue's sword was once again stuck in mid-air, and his hand holding the sword trembled, because there was an extra teenager in front of Xue Yue.

The young man was ordinary, but his eyes were stubborn and stubborn.

Xue Yue's long sword paused on the young man's shoulder, a moment ago the young man stopped Xue Yue with his hair, and at this moment he chose to use his body to make the sword stop, but this trick worked.

Because he couldn't bear it, Xue Yue's sword trembled and didn't fall, and because he had an old relationship with the young man, they were the same family, and even he walked out of his heart because of the young man, and the young man was Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's fate is to come here, duel with Zhang Yang, and save his family. Xue Yue knew this, so Zhang Yang could be said to be their enemy, and it stands to reason that they were the same enemy, but Lin Yu used his body to stop Xue Yue.

"Why?" Xue Yue asked lightly.

Lin Yu was silent.

"Why?" Xue Yue roared in a loud voice.

Lin Yu still chose to be silent, as if he was protecting his sister three years ago, facing all the storms, without explaining, expressing with silence, responding with a pair of stubborn eyes.

"Lin Yu, get out of the way!" Lin He knew that his son had a stubborn problem, he never knew the reason, he could only roar anxiously, "Do you know what you are doing?"

What is he doing? He is protecting his old enemy, protecting the public enemy of the world, and the character that Xiao Xiao Shusheng also chooses to give up is also ...... His best friend.

Maybe Lin Yu didn't know why he did this, he looked for a gaze in the crowd, that gaze was drowned in the crowd, old and kind, from his mother, Lin Yu suddenly understood the answer he wanted.

"I can't say why. Lin Yu said to Xue Yue seriously, "I think I should do this." ”

"Hahaha......" There was a happy and crazy laugh behind Lin Yu, from Zhang Yang.

"Sure enough, it's my brother......"

"I'd love to have another drink with you. ”