Outside the city of Yun'an, the city is cool in autumn. Dead leaves fall, cicadas shatter. Fresh clothes and angry horses go down to the south of the Yangtze River.

A pair of beautiful people on a jujube red horse, a man with a pair of red phoenix eyes, sword eyebrows slightly raised, a wooden sword on his body, and a brocade robe fluttering. The woman has peach blossom eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, cherry mouth, holding a pipa in her arms, and a light blue pigment robe.

Izumo Anjo, continue to travel south for about 100 miles is Mingzhou, go to Mingzhou is to do a deal, there is no rivers, lakes and seas that cannot be drunk, and there are no endless gold and silver mountains.

Ye Linfeng and the little girl with condensation eyebrows galloped on the road to Mingzhou, and suddenly encountered a group of official and business organizations escorted by cultivators.

The pomp and circumstance of this official and commercial organization was very large, and there were a group of cultivators escorting them in the front, on the Chinese side, and in the rear, each of them about ten feet apart.

Since the road was not very wide, Ye Linfeng slowed down the speed of the horse and slowly walked along the outside of the caravan.

Ye Linfeng glanced at it a few times and saw a flag erected in the caravan, with the two big characters "Situ" on it.

Anyone with the surname Situ, there is only the Situ family in the Central Region with such a big pomp, that is, the Situ family that Jiang Pinger married into.

The leader of the caravan was a middle-aged man with slender eyebrows and eyes, a white beard, holding a painting fan in his hand, dressed in brocade clothes, and riding a tall horse.

Ye Linfeng knew that the strength of this caravan must be good, and the Situ family had a Biyun Villa under his hands, which was a big merchant gang, with the blessing of the imperial dynasty in the Middle Domain, and the protection of cultivators led by Sanqiuzi. I just don't know who the middle-aged man with slender eyebrows and white beard I saw at this time was.

But Ye Linfeng can be sure that this person is definitely not Sanqiuzi, Sanqiuzi was on the scene when Situ Qingyun and Jiang Ping'er got married that day, so Ye Linfeng also recognized Sanqiuzi.

"Get out of here. A red-faced man scolded a pair of beautiful people on the jujube red horse.

Ye Linfeng saw that there were many of them, so it was better not to provoke them, but this did not mean that Ye Linfeng was afraid of things, but it was not yet time to provoke him.

The girl with her eyebrows, who was sitting in front of Ye Linfeng's chest, glanced at the red-faced man and leaned against Ye Linfeng tightly.

Ye Linfeng slowed down the horse, and the jujube red horse slowly walked to the middle of the caravan, and saw that there were royal steel armor guards around the caravan, and when he reached the rear of the caravan, there were more than a dozen cultivators who broke off for his caravan, and three of them were in the realm of the fugue realm.

Suddenly, the two front legs of the jujube red horse ridden by Ye Linfeng were broken into two, and the jujube red horse fell to the ground with a neigh, and the girl with eyebrows screamed. Ye Linfeng hugged the girl with her eyebrows in her arms and walked in mid-air, slowly walking down like a staircase.

It was a feminine young man with an iron sword in his hand among the three who blocked Ye Linfeng's way, and that person's eyes stared straight at the girl with the eyebrows in Ye Linfeng's arms, with a hala in his mouth.

"Wu Qingfeng, don't make trouble, look at your stinky virtues, let your father know that he can't slap your mouth. A big white-faced fat man next to him grinned.

"Chang Laosan, get out of the way for me, don't disturb Young Master Ben's Yaxing. The young man named Wu Qingfeng with an iron sword in his hand scolded without changing his lewd attitude, staring at the girl with staring eyebrows straight into his eyes.

After all, the girl with eyebrows was still young, and when she heard Wu Qingfeng's foul words, she was a little scared, and subconsciously leaned into Ye Linfeng's arms.

"Shut up for me, believe it or not I'm tearing your mouth apart. Ye Linfeng saw that his sister was scared like this, how could he tolerate it, his sword eyebrows raised, Danfeng's eyes no longer narrowed, but curled, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared.

"You kid don't look at which caravan this is, you don't look at how many cultivators there are, and you don't look at whose son I am. Wu Qingfeng's eyes were full of disdain for Ye Linfeng.

"I don't care if you are the caravan of that family, anyway, this caravan is not your family, don't call yourself a young master here, what are you. Are you Situ Qingyun? No, isn't your father a Sanqiuzi? Ye Linfeng tightly protected the girl in his arms, how could his sister be bullied.

"Little cub, tell you, you listen to me, my father is Wu Nanyong, the second-tier head of Biyun Villa. "This Wu Qingfeng is obviously a dog fighting people.

"Wu Nanyong? I haven't heard of it, the second gear head is not a dog of others. Ye Linfeng didn't say it, but he knew in his heart that this second-tier head of Biyun Villa was definitely not easy to mess with.

The girl frowned with a pair of thin eyebrows, hugged the pipa tightly, and leaned in front of this man who could be entrusted for life.

"Boy, you're tired of being crooked, aren't you? Wu Qingfeng clenched the iron sword in his hand, and his momentum was menacing.

Before Ye Linfeng could make a move, a wooden sword swam away, and back and forth, Wu Qingfeng's hairband that was tied up in a bun had been cut off by Ye Linfeng's wooden sword, and his hair was scattered.

Wu Qingfeng is used to being arrogant and domineering, how can he tolerate others teasing him like this, the iron sword in his hand is unsheathed, accompanied by a faint cold light.

Ye Linfeng was not in a hurry, his wrist flipped, and he slapped the wooden sword body on Ye Linfeng and Wu Qingfeng's iron sword, and the iron sword broke in response.

Everyone present was amazed that this wooden sword was so strong, and in just one beat, the Aomine sword given by the second gear head at his son's coming-of-age ceremony was broken in such a light way.

Even the girl with her eyebrows was shocked, she only knew that this brother was not short of silver and had a lot of talent, but she didn't expect that kung fu was not bad.

Another middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest standing next to Wu Qingfeng said to Wu Qingfeng: "This person can not be underestimated, although he will definitely not have the upper hand in front of so many of us, but escorting the goods is important, and you can't delay the time, your father is still in front, don't make a mistake." ”

"Uncle Xie, you don't need to worry, I don't believe I won't get that beauty yet. Wu Qingfeng is obviously already obsessed.

The middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest shook his head, he was worried that if something went wrong, the second gear head would blame him.

"Little lady, follow me, Young Master Ben will not treat you badly. Wu Qingfeng wiped the drooling and said, that face was extremely obscene.

"Shut up. Ye Linfeng snorted coldly and said, the wooden sword flew away from his palm and slashed towards Wu Qingfeng.

Wu Qingfeng has a cultivation in the middle realm of the fugue, Ye Linfeng's sword is not very amazing, and Wu Qingfeng can't dodge it.

Ye Linfeng's sword path was all realized from the ghost gate, and his moves were ruthless.

Wu Qingfeng's head rolled to the ground like a ripe watermelon, and the girl with her eyebrows was so frightened that she covered her eyes.

Everyone present was shocked, and they didn't know what to do, this time something really happened, and the only son at the head of the second gear was killed like this.

"Xie Chongyang, aren't you going to get on soon?" After the fat man named Chang Laosan finished speaking to the middle-aged Taoist, he jumped and slashed at Ye Linfeng with two knives.

Ye Linfeng protected the girl behind him, slashed out with a sword, and a green dragon crossed the sea.

Chang Laosan's double knives slashed, Ye Linfeng's green dragon swam, the sword qi pointed directly at Chang Laosan's throat, seeing that the sword qi was about to break through his throat, I saw the middle-aged Taoist priest flick his fingers, Ye Linfeng's move The sword qi of the green dragon crossing the sea was missed by one point, and Chang Laosan was saved.

"Xie Chongyang, you fucking wait for me to die before you make a move, my obedient, it's really fucking thrilling. Chang Laosan let out a long breath, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This person is in the Divine Journey Realm with us, but no matter how you look at it, he has the combat power of the Immortal Departure Realm. Xie Chongyang saw some signs and said to the frightened Chang Laosan.

"Regardless of his goddamn immortal departure combat power, the two of us are on it together, are you still afraid that he will play any tricks?" Chang Laosan said with a foul mouth.

"That's all there is to it. Xie Chongyang said, flicking his fingers with both hands.

Dozens of sword-sharp fingers flicked towards Ye Linfeng, and at the same time, the fat man Chang Laosan's double knives also flew over.

The girl was already frightened at this time, and she was very anxious and blamed herself, she blamed herself for being too beautiful, otherwise she would not have caused such a thing.

More worried than anxious and self-blaming, what was more worried was whether his brother could beat the two cultivators of the Divine Journey Realm in front of him.

But Ye Linfeng in front of him was not panicked, and flicked the knife like the white-haired swordsman Su Musha, but at this time the knife was replaced by a sword, and the sword was not yet unsheathed.

This bullet, the hand really hurts, and it is strange that it does not hurt to bounce on such a solid piece of wood.

The wooden sword flew out in an instant, like a yellow dragon wandering between heaven and earth, and the middle-aged Taoist priest flicked his fingers but could not stop this wooden sword that was like a yellow dragon no matter what.