bite!

Silently breaking through the air, hitting the iron sword surrounded by sword energy.

Ye Changqing only felt a huge force coming from the sword, which made him unstable in holding the sword for a moment. At the same time, a yin and cold force crawled in like a snake's search.

His sword actually took off.

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment, but then he became so anxious that he ignored the attack and retreated.

His response was very fast and indecisive. He still had the chance to hit Yi Xuecuo hard, but he chose to distance himself.

Because, just from the sinister force just now, he could tell that the martial arts of the person in the dark were definitely not inferior to him.

Ye Changqing pulled out and fell into the hall, her right hand was hidden in her sleeve, but she trembled slightly, and even her entire right arm felt a slight numbness, and more so, the cold and cold air was penetrated.

What kind of strength is this? He thought, his expression no longer calmed down, and he calmed down like his mind.

“Lord!”

In contrast to his solemnity, Zhen Qing held Yi Xuechou, who was injured by the sword energy, but looked up and said with joy.

"Master?" Ye Changqing was shocked.

Sure enough, these two people really worked for someone, and who should be able to stand behind them?

He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the long sword falling beside him. The sword body was unpretentious, and it was made of Yunmengze cold iron, but just now the sword energy was broken by the cold light, and even the sword body trembled slightly.

The most important thing is that he was entangled in the sword, and the golden thread used to control the sword with true Qi was also interrupted by the force just now. At this time, he was three or five meters apart, but he could not recall it.

What Ye Changqing was looking for was a hidden weapon that knocked his long sword away.

Although the room was dark, he practiced swordsmanship and was able to understand the art of the left and right paths. His eyesight was amazing, but he had no idea at this time.

He couldn't help but frown.

Yi Xue's chest was covered with blood and her face turned pale, but although she was angry at this time, she was more relieved because the man was coming.

Zhen Qing covered her chest and was passing through the true qi to heal her wounds, even if the effect was minimal.

The three of them were a little strangely silent in the field.

But after the next breath, a light sound suddenly came from the stairs beside them, which was the sound of footsteps of someone walking around.

Ye Changqing looked at it suddenly.

A figure came down from the second floor.

The black hair hangs like a waterfall, but it is tied up in the middle with a red rope. The neck is slender and white. The light blue silk shirt is as bright as the sky, and it does not bind the body or look wide. Instead, the flowing clouds and wide sleeves are mostly free and unrestrained.

Ye Changqing was a little stunned for a moment. The man in front of him was tall and had no makeup on his face, but he was delicate and bright. At this time, he was holding his hands, which made him look even more cold and thin.

Who is this person? Ye Changqing thought to himself, what a graceful woman.

"Master." Zhen Qing and Yi Xuechou immediately saluted when they saw this person.

Ye Changqing was shocked. This person was really the person behind the scenes, but he was so young.

Yushu stepped on the stairwell high, and it seemed that his eyes looked down with a slight look down, "Ye Changqing of Guanchao Pavilion is not bad."

When Ye Changqing heard this, he frowned. The other party's voice was hard to tell, but it was as cold as the spring water in the cold pond.

Could it be that I was thinking a little bit wrong, this person is not a woman?

Moreover, he would not think that the other party's words were praising, because although the other party's eyes were calm, they looked like an eagle, as if he was the prey he was targeted.

Or, is it something you can control?

Ye Changqing couldn't help laughing, and then his face calmed down. He worshiped himself in the Guanchao Pavilion, and no one dared to underestimate him like this!

He made a move towards the iron sword several meters away. The thick and strong true qi was like the wind. The iron sword trembled first, and then shot straight towards him.

The jade book has two thin eyebrows that are as thin as willows, but less elegant and heroic. When you raise it, it feels like you are excited.

Ye Changqing originally inspired the true qi to attack the sword, but it was not without the intention of breaking the deadlock, because from the beginning of the appearance of the person in front of him, he felt a pressure, which was the oppression of momentum, from all directions, and he almost wanted to retreat without fighting and couldn't breathe.

But at this moment, the long sword that was originally the next moment was like being hit by lightning in the air, trembling in the air and falling directly.

Ye Changqing opened his eyes and his true qi was actually dispersed in the air!

Clang, the iron sword fell at his feet, but his face suddenly turned pale and gloomy.

Although the sword was still at hand, it was extremely ironic.

He looked up and looked at the man standing with his hands behind his back, gritting his teeth.

On the side, Yi Xuecuo and Zhen Qing had already been away silently. Although they were in the corner of the room, they were bandaging the wound while paying attention.

Yushu said: "If you surrender, you may have a way out."

When Ye Changqing heard this, he was a little surprised and turned to sneer, "Discussion!"

After saying that, he kicked his feet and grabbed the sword, then stabbed it out with the sword.

The sword emerged like a raging river and sea, but this was not the sea-covering sword technique he had always used, but the unique sword art chosen by Guanchao Pavilion.

Ye Changqing knew very well that if he had not tried his best to face the person in front of him, he would probably have lost this place.

This is a strong sense.

Yushu frowned slightly, not because he felt it was difficult, but because he saw a little familiarity from the other party's sword move.

The familiar source is the sword technique used by Su Che.

It seems to be called Shanhai Sword?

But he did not think that this was also the martial arts of Guanchao Pavilion. He first read the books in the Daliang Palace, and then looked at the two secrets in the Houzhou Palace. It can be said that he combined all his martial arts to achieve great success.

Although it is impossible to have complete Guanchao Pavilion martial arts, there are nearly half of the martial arts recorded, including the Zhenwu Sect and the two major temple martial arts.

Therefore, as long as some of the martial arts of the major sects in the world are used, he can immediately see the flaws. But now, he has not recognized Ye Changqing's swordsmanship, but he has seen it familiar from it.

What is the unique skill? Jade Book thinks.

Then, he didn't see any movement, but his body suddenly floated, swaying like a candle, and extinguishing like a Buddha's light.

"Lingshan Body Technique?" Ye Changqing's pupils shrank, and the sword pierced the air without any surprise.

The sword energy rushed into the wall, and the wood chips flew around. He changed his moves into slashing, and the sword energy swept through, like sweeping away the eight wildernesses.

"It really has some sword power." Yushu thought.

He knew that this move could not be avoided by his body skills, so he finally took action.

A folding fan stood between the two, blocking Ye Changqing's iron sword steadily.

The folding fan is made of ivory as its bones and is hung with a white jade pendant. It is obviously fragile, but at this time it blocks the unstoppable sword like a stone in the sea.

The sword energy dissipated like a broken wind, blowing the two of them in their clothes.

Ye Changqing's eyes were deep, and there was still shock in it.

Jade Shu's expression was calm, as if everything was expected.

Ye Changqing was infused with true qi on the sword, but the folding fan was like a magnet. No matter how hard he used, the sword did not move at all.

Yushu smiled faintly, and the folding fan in his hand slowly unfolded between the two.

Ye Changqing's face changed.

The strong murderous intent dissipated in the smile of the person in front of him.
Chapter completed!