Sand knife and wind sword, scorching summer, the boundless sea of sand, bringing people a breath of death, Ye Linfeng walked on the sword cliff, looking around, in addition to stones or stones, not even a dog's tail grass can be seen.

Killed one Zhang Hun, I don't know where the next one will come from, carrying the wooden sword like a laundry stick, Ye Lin is as excited as if he has been beaten with chicken blood, his waist is not sore, his legs are not painful, and it is not difficult to climb dozens of meters in one breath.

"This sword doesn't have a name yet, it smells very fragrant, there is a kind of osmanthus fragrance, let's call it Xiang Soul!" Ye Linfeng said to himself.

The wood smells of flowers, Ye Linfeng is really the first time to see it, in fact, he doesn't know why there is a fragrance of flowers, this fragrance is the fragrance of osmanthus is good, but the essence is the Buddhist breath of the heart seal Zen master, the pure and yang Buddha breath.

"The world is big, but it's no bigger than the breasts of a beautiful girl. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, but the beauty is not the Oiran of Lingzhou. The fox is charming, but the sisters of the Spring Festival Courtyard are charming. Ye Linfeng hummed the yellow tune of his hometown of Dongyuan Lingzhou while walking with a smile.

After walking about 800 steps, I suddenly heard a laugh behind me, and the laughter was like a ghost, which made people hairy.

With the instinct cultivated by being chased and killed for many years, Ye Linfeng immediately judged the location as soon as he heard the evil laughter.

He stopped, looked at the laughter, and saw a bewitching woman in a blood-red robe, her face was as white as flour, and her lips seemed to be stained with blood, red like blood oozing out drop by drop.

The charming and enchanting figure twisted gently, just like the lotus leaf swinging in the wind, and like the gently fluttering willow, a pair of charming and seductive eyes are ecstatic, and the perfect figure and delicate face bag make people feel that it is not a person, but a ghost.

"Senior Brother Ye, how are you doing, sister, I think about you day and night, especially at night. The woman in red uttered such devastating words.

"I'm afraid that sister, you're here to take my life, I think it's a pity. Ye Linfeng looked at the woman in red calmly and said.

"I don't know why Senior Brother Ye said this, with your qualifications, can you kill me?" The woman in red glanced lightly and said with a disdainful look.

"Don't dare, junior brother, I just regret that I can't spend the Spring Festival with my sister and you before my death, it's a pity, look at your small waist and big chest, I have long thought about learning and teaching. Ye Linfeng said teasingly.

Ye Linfeng still maintained a calm look, his eyes were like a deep pool, I really don't know if he was out of nature or deliberately pretended to be shown to Hongyao at this time.

In fact, he himself knew better than anyone else the danger he was facing at this time, facing the red medicine of the second disciple of the fourth elder of the Burial Flower Pavilion who was also a Daomen, his chances of victory were not at all, his calm just now was just to anesthetize the red medicine, and many beads of sweat had already oozed from his eyebrows.

Hongyao is not such a good anesthetist, she knows that Ye Linfeng will definitely find a way to escape in the next step.

She knew that the ability of this little waste in front of her to escape was "very strong", and she must not be careless.

So she decided to strike first, her fingers like jade onions shook slightly, and several silver needles flew out, with a devouring cold air, stabbing at Ye Linfeng fiercely.

Ye Linfeng didn't urge those ancient books, because each technique has its own strengths and weaknesses, and the battle at this time is about speed.

And the ancient books in the wooden box on Ye Linfeng's back did not have much effect on this quick battle.

Suddenly, a small fluffy head poked out of the wooden box, and it turned out to be a lazy cat Huahua who had woken up.

Seeing the silver needle flying rapidly from not far away, Huahua hurriedly retracted the little head that had just poked out, and then there was no loud fart sound in the wooden box, and Huahua shrank her head into the hairy, fat ball-like body like a thousand-year-old Wang Ba.

Ye Linfeng scolded when he saw this scene: "I'll make you into buns when I go back, what's the use of raising you." ”

Seeing the silver needle like a silver thread pulling quickly piercing his body, Ye Linfeng exhaled deeply, and then swung the wooden sword like a clothes-pounding stick.

The wooden sword then exuded a fragrance of osmanthus flowers, which was actually the purest and most yang Buddhist breath, and the silver needles that flew quickly like silver threads were still, and a golden Buddha's breath swirled around Ye Linfeng's body, accompanied by a refreshing fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

The scene in front of her really shocked Hongyao, but she immediately reacted, her hands trembled violently, and the sudden rainstorm of silver needles shot out quickly, wrapped in the vitality of heaven and earth, and roared.

Ye Linfeng desperately urged the incense soul sword in his hand according to the move of the hairpin sword rain, constantly consuming the mental power in his body, and the mental power in the sea of consciousness was instantly squeezed out, his face became more and more pale, and his body seemed to be about to stumble and fall.

The Incense Soul Sword flew away from Ye Linfeng's hand, slashing across the sky, extremely sensitive to block the silver needles coming from the sky, and the wood-colored sword body collided with the silver needles, making a sound of metal collision.

Although Hongyao has entered the middle realm of fugue, and his cultivation realm is much higher than that of Ye Linfeng, the mental power in Hongyao's body is slightly inferior to Ye Linfeng, because although Ye Linfeng is in the initial realm of spiritual enlightenment, he has a mixed yuan immortal essence in his body, and his mental power is naturally more than that of Hongyao.

With a bang, Hongyao felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, his brows tightened, his little face turned pale, and the clothes that were soaking in liquid stained red against the jade buttocks and round long legs, and the red clothes were still blood red.

Looking at Ye Linfeng, Hongyao was a little embarrassed, the crimson on his cheeks rippled on his cheeks like spring water overflowing across the river, but he was secretly scolding in his heart: "Grandma, the old lady actually forgot that one to come today, could it be that this kid is going to escape from my hands today?"

Hongyao looked at Ye Linfeng's fragrant soul sword, his delicate face showed a dignified look, and the mental power in his body was about to be squeezed out, and at that time, his silver needle would definitely not be able to fight Ye Linfeng's fragrant soul sword, Hongyao's silver needle was just an ordinary silver needle for sacrifice, and Ye Linfeng's wooden sword was extraordinary at a glance, unpredictable, and his body was "unwell", it seemed that he still had to retreat quickly.

Hongyao is a smart woman, she will not be stupid enough to die with Ye Linfeng, as the fourth elder of the Funeral Flower Pavilion, she is not willing to die with a fool like this, if you want to blame, you have to blame yourself for being a woman.

"Senior Brother Ye, sister, I'm leaving, I will miss you, and you must miss me too. The red medicine gently stirred the blood-red robe, pulled away the long black hair, and gently threw a wink at Ye Linfeng, which disappeared immediately.

Ye Linfeng gasped when he saw that this old enemy blood charm red-clothed Qiao Hongyao left, but the second monk was puzzled, Hongyao actually left like this, this is really unreasonable.

Let's get over the addiction, let's kill the people, it's time to go down the mountain, let's honestly study some ways to make yourself wiser, and if you can't do it, ask the fifth grandson for a few pills.

Ye Linfeng went down the mountain, people always have to go to high places, and if they don't open their minds, they will be in danger for one more day.

"I want to break out of this cloud, I want to break out of this day, break out of Piyuan, break out of **. Even if it is a stone in the pit, we must always think that one day we can make the glazed tiles on the palace. Ye Linfeng is not serious on the surface, but in fact, few people can understand the suffering he has suffered.

"One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke and water are cold, and the acacia maple leaf is dan. Osmanthus blossoms, osmanthus remains, duckweed is gone, and no one is returned, and one person is obsessed. Ye Linfeng was singing while thinking about a person, the girl who used to share weal and butter with him is okay now? Maybe she is about to marry into the Situ family.