Wu Shixing never participated in the war of words between the three major sword sects over the ten places, but just watched from the sidelines, but no matter how good the drama is, it will end after all.

In the end, the Lotus Sect still gave up one more place, which means that no matter which faction of the Yunlan Sect and the White Crane Sword Village won the Lotus Sect in this spring hunt, then they could get three of them to go to Yong'an City.

For Zhao Bailian, this is already the ultimate he can fight for the sect.

Bai Haijing and Ye Jiawen left the Martial Arts Practice Square together, and in the middle of the downhill road, Bai Haijing slowly asked: "Why did Sect Master Ye have to compromise? Originally, we didn't discuss it, but we divided these ten places equally between the two sects? Now it's good, even if our two major sects have won the spring hunt, there are still four places in his Lotus Sect. ”

Ye Jiawen smiled faintly, thinking to himself, "The woman's opinion is really not enough to conspire", but his face was very patient and explained: "Master Baizhuang, have you ever thought that if these ten places are all in your pocket and mine, then who will bring our disciples into Yong'an City at that time? Those people in the court are not stupid, when today's son may be able to watch us continue to encroach on the Lotus Sect little by little, and turn a blind eye to it, but like the Six Sects Dabi, a grand event that is only held once in 20 years, but it is directly related to the face of the entire Great Zhou, if the Lotus Sect of one state and two sects is not even a disciple of the sect can participate in this grand event, do you think Your Majesty can accept it?"

Ye Jiawen paused for a moment, and then said: "Master Bai, those places are certainly easy to get, but they really have to be recognized, if there is no title of one state and two sects to help cover it, it is not easy at all, and do you think that the sixty places set up today are just for them to go to Yong'an City to participate in a big competition?"

Bai Haijing said in a cold tone: "Of course I know that these disciples can still have the opportunity to enter the Sword Martial Academy, and I also know that this is the means used by the dynasty to recruit talents from Lingzhou, Youzhou, and Jianzhou in disguise, otherwise why would you and I make a big fuss about this?

Ye Jiawen didn't refute this, just smiled and said: "Master Bai Zhuang is too worried, Ye Mou has no intention of looking down on Lord Bai, Ye just wants to remind Master Bai Zhuang that there is certainly an indissolvable hatred between your White Crane Sword Village and the Lotus Sect, but in the end, the time is not yet ripe, and you can't do everything too much, right?" As the saying goes, a dog jumps off the wall when he is in a hurry, Zhao Bailian is not Song Yu's old dog, first of all, his strength, in my opinion, is that ten Song Yu are not his opponents combined, Bai Zhuang Master, may I ask, do you think you will be his opponent? I'm not afraid of your jokes, Ye is not sure about this!"

Bai Haijing's personality was originally very sharp, and when she heard this, the tone in her mouth was undoubtedly a little cold and replied: "Since Sect Master Ye is already a sword cultivator of the Upper Three Realms, why should he be so arrogant and arrogant? Besides, if it is really time for a showdown with the Lotus Sect, presumably Sect Master Ye will not be able to take action himself, right?"

When Ye Jiawen heard Bai Haijing's last sentence, his eyes suddenly became cold, but after he muttered for a while, he smiled on his face, pretending not to understand: "Master Bai Zhuang said that he was laughing." ”

......

Time passed quickly, and the day passed quietly, and after nightfall, stars rose from the night sky.

When the sun was approaching, the silver moonlight in the sky was already covering the mountains in the Hundred Mountains Ancestor.

A figure left the sky from the small lotus peak, silently, but if anyone could see this scene, with the help of the hazy moonlight at this time, they could vaguely tell that this should be a woman according to the graceful and delicate figure.

The direction in which this figure left was towards the main peak of the Lotus Sect, but just as she was about to fall outside of a small courtyard she wanted to go to, she was intercepted by a slender figure that was also in the night sky.

The person who stopped Bai Haijing was naturally the owner of this sect, Zhao Bailian.

Bai Haijing looked at the person in front of him, and was not surprised, but said in a cold tone: "If you don't want to fight, get out of the way for me as soon as possible, as for what you want to say, I don't have time to listen, and I don't want to listen!"

When Zhao Bailian heard this, she suddenly couldn't cry or laugh in her heart, but she still said calmly on her face: "I won't fight with you." ”

"Then get out of the way!"

"I won't get out of the way unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"Unless you make it clear why you sneaked into this small courtyard in the middle of the night!"

Bai Haijing heard the other party use this word to describe her actions at the moment, her tone couldn't help but be a little colder, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I think you should know very well!"

"I know, so I can't agree with what you're going to do next. ”

Bai Haijing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "Zhao Bailian, it seems that you are determined to fight!"

Immediately, with a wave of her sleeves, a burst of majestic sword intent rose out of thin air from around her.

Bai Haijing was suspended in the air, and under the moonlight, her face undoubtedly looked even more cold and cold.

Bai Haijing put her fingers together to make a sword, and the sword qi like essence quietly formed from her fingertips, she looked directly at Zhao Bailian not far away with an expression, and finally asked, "Do you want to let it or not?"

Zhao Bailian's face was as calm as a slight wave, and she didn't answer, but slowly shook her head.

Seeing this, Bai Haijing showed no mercy, and with a show of her hand, the sword qi at her fingertips burst out of the night sky towards Zhao Bailian's chest.

The sword qi was only a finger long, but it was really gathered by a sword cultivator of the upper three realms, and in an instant, it approached Zhao Bailian's chest from twenty zhang away.

A cyan glow flickered from the night sky.

There was a night breeze blowing gently.

This sword qi, which was enough to kill anyone under the seven floors, dissipated out of thin air without setting off any waves.

Bai Haijing saw that the other party took her sword so easily, and her heart was even more angry, and she used two sword qi in a row, and slowly flew out, at the same time, her figure followed closely behind these two sword qi, and suddenly rushed forward.

It's so fast, it's like a shock.

Zhao Bailian saw that the other party's killing intent was even worse, and he never said anything, and even waited until the two sword qi were only a zhang away from him, and then he flicked his sleeves again like a leisurely stroll, completely blasting away these two powerful sword qi. However, although Bai Haijing's sword aura could not pose any substantial threat to him, in the next moment, the other party's figure was undoubtedly quietly approaching.

Bai Haijing's eyes were like torches, staring at Zhao Bailian in front of her, and when she was only three feet away from the other party, her right hand suddenly pushed forward.

A delicate and simple long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand, and the sharp sword aura spread from the hilt to the end of the sword.

The sword is a real sword, not just a sword qi.

The name of the sword, Ome.

Bai Haijing snorted softly!

The tip of Qingmei's sword was still pointing at Zhao Bailian's chest.

Zhao Bailian saw that the green plum had arrived, her face remained unchanged, and then she unexpectedly stretched out her right hand, and gently clamped it with her index finger and middle finger, and clamped the familiar saber that could no longer be familiar.

Bai Haijing realized that her saber was charged, and her heart was shocked, she never expected that the strength of this old thing in front of her would become so terrifying after decades of separation from herself.

She wanted to pull out the green plum embedded between the other party's fingers, but then she found that her saber was completely glued to the other party's fingers as if it was at this moment, and she used it with all her might, still not moving.

After several attempts, Bai Haijing finally felt the gap in strength between herself and the other party, and even though she was a little annoyed and angry, she no longer bothered to draw her sword, but pushed it forward.

Brush it up!

Being in mid-air, Bai Haijing, who was exerting her strength, only felt her body suddenly stumble, and then the green plum in her hand stabbed into Zhao Bailian's chest without hindrance.

Bai Haijing looked at Zhao Bailian in disbelief, and then realized that the other party had quietly let go of her fingers the moment she pushed the sword forward.