Ye Xuanchen felt relieved and said, "I was not discovered!" It was just that the scholar accidentally blocked me. That's good. I'll bypass you, the useless waste scholar, and go to attack the chief executive?"

His body gently raised up, slowly moved a few steps toward the side, and found Honglian's empty door again. The dagger in his hand tightened, intending to jump up and hurt people. [The latest updates are all in Piaotian. Literature registered members recommend this work.]

At this moment, Yi Yun's body tilted, and his hands were waving a movement that seemed to be wiping glass. His upper body twisted and blocked Ye Xuanchen again.

Ye Xuanchen was shocked: Is it blocked me again? Could it be a coincidence?

Yi Yun laughed at the two young Taoist nuns and said, "Two Taoist priests, my move just now was called wiping glass... Do you know the glass?"

The two little Taoist nuns smiled and said, "I know! The Spaniards and Portuguese who are in the Southwest Sea have transported a lot of them here. What you did just now was the action of wiping the glass? It really seems that this dance called break dance is so strange, and there are such strange movements."

Ye Xuanchen felt relieved again: It was indeed a mistake, Huh! This guy is so lucky. I will take another step to the side. If you don’t believe you can still block it.

He slowly shifted two steps and lifted the dagger...

As a result, before he could make a move, Yi Yun suddenly lay down to the ground, his head was on the ground, his feet were upward, and he turned around and smiled and said, "Two Taoist masters, my name is Street Dance..." He turned twice, as if he was dizzy and lost his balance, his body tilted, and he blocked Ye Xuanchen again.

"Damn!" Ye Xuanchen had the intention of killing people, but this scholar was a waste. He could not expose his figure in order to assassinate a waste, right? If he could not conspire to the other party's most powerful middle-aged Taoist nun, then it would be better not to take action.

Ye Xuanchen suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, lifted his foot again, and moved two steps...

I saw Yi Yun stepping on a space step again, shaking and blocking him...

Ye Xuanchen was furious, and his steps shook, shifting...

Yi Yun cut a step across, blocked it again, and smiled at the two Taoist nuns, "This is called the Hawk Moth Dance!"

Ye Xuanchen was furious and moved another step...

Yi Yun jumped, blocked him, and smiled and said, "This is the Spanish Bullfighter's dance!"

Ye Xuanchen was furious and moved another step...

Yi Yun's legs moved sideways like a crab: "This is the Alien Dance!"

"Damn it, the mud horses are the Gobi! You birdman always jump around in front of me, just a fart dance." Ye Xuanchen could no longer bear it, and no longer cared about sneak attacking Honglian. He gathered all his strength, waved the dagger in his hand, and stabbed Yi Yun in the chest.

He was already angry. Even if he exposed himself and even aroused the enemy's vigilance, he would never care about it anymore. He had to stab Yi Yun to death under the knife. Only then could he feel relieved. He borrowed the words of Meng Ji: "Only thoughts can be understood."

Ye Xuanchen pounced forward, and the invisible effect was thrown outside Jiuxiaoyun. The figure wrapped in a yellow cloak waved a cold dagger and penetrated it into Yiyun's chest.

However……

At this moment... Yi Yun, who was dancing a break dance, street dance, swan dance or something, suddenly tripped under his feet and fell to the ground with a thud, and his whole head was buried in the sand. Fortunately, he was wearing a sand-proof mask, otherwise he would definitely eat a mouthful of sand.

The stab that Ye Xuanchen's full strength gathered was empty, and his inertia made him unstable and took three steps towards "Dingdengdeng". He was still tripped by Yi Yun who was lying on the ground, and his sense of balance was lost. He finally stabilized his body in a very embarrassed manner.

The noise was too loud, and everyone next to him was alarmed. The two young Taoist nuns screamed and pulled out the sword at the waist at the same time. The middle-aged Taoist nun Honglian quickly turned around and stared at Ye Xuanchen with two eyes flashing divine lights, and said coldly: "Assassin?"

"Young Master... are you injured?" Two little Taoist nuns protected Yi Yun from the left and right and helped him up from the ground.

Yi Yun patted the sand on her clothes and smiled and said, "I'm not injured. Oh, I haven't danced for a long time, and my steps are a little messy. I didn't expect to trip up. Huh? Why is there an extra person here and I'm still holding a dagger with a shining cold light? Don't fight, gentlemen don't move, let's sit down and talk about the truth."

Ye Xuanchen was furious: "Shut up, you damn scholar, wash your neck obediently. When I clean up these Taoist nuns, I will deal with you."

Honglian glanced at Yi Yun with a meaningful look. She had a lot of experience in the world, otherwise the Emei Sect would not have sent her to escort the cork. Without a question, she understood what had just happened. It seemed that an "assassin" was aiming at her and wanted to plot from behind, but was blocked by the "scholar" dancing, and such a good show happened.

"Young Master, you are lucky and auspicious. Your good luck not only saves your own life, but also saves my life. This kindness and virtue will be remembered by the Emei Sect, and will repay you in the future." Honglian thanked Yi Yun very quickly, then focused her eyes on Ye Xuanchen with all her attention, and frowned and said, "Which organization are you an assassin? Why are you here to assassinate me?"

"You don't have to know, you just need to know that you're dying." Ye Xuanchen lowered his voice and said, "Although I've exposed my figure, you definitely have no chance to read a spell in front of me."

At this time, Yi Yun had already retreated to the side, holding An Qian with his left hand and Han Daosi with his right hand, and laughed in a low voice: "I've watched the show, let's bet which side will win!"

Han Daosi tilted his head and said, "I can't guess it. Whether it's a Taoist priest or an assassin, I've never seen it before."

An Qian frowned and said, "The Taoist priest can't win, right? He has to read all kinds of five elements Taoist techniques. How could an assassin give her the chance to read the books?"

Yi Yun smiled and said to An Qian: "I don't think so. These three Taoist nuns from Mount Emei are equipped with swords. This thing is not for decoration, right? I think...their close combat power may be unexpectedly strong."

It was still muttering here, Ye Xuanchen on the other side had already jumped up, and the dagger in his hand slashed at Honglian quickly. Honglian didn't move, and didn't even blink. The two female disciples beside her shouted softly at the same time: "Thieves, how dare you attack my master and look at the sword!"

Brush... Two blue lights jumped up at the same time...

The two little Taoist nuns are actually third-level professions, and three big characters appear on their heads at the same time - "Sword Taoist".

Damn it? It turns out that he is a Taoist priest who uses swords. What a strange profession? Yi Yun's eyes suddenly opened. Could it be: Is it similar to the magic swordsman in "The Emblem of Fire"?

At this time, Honglian also said in a deep voice: "Who said that our Emei Sect's Taoist priests need to read and cast spells? Humph! We are not Taoist priests of the magic system at all."

At this moment, the two female disciples waved their swords and slashed at Ye Xuanchen. The sharp sword energy flew out from the tip of their swords, which was exactly the same as the "sword energy" cast by An Qian.

Ye Xuanchen was shocked and retreated continuously. Two sword energy chased him. He could not avoid it and raised a dagger...

Two dull sounds of "Puff" and Ye Xuanchen's body was slashed by the sword energy, and he fell heavily onto the sand. He rolled twice, endured his injuries, and used "hiddenness". His body shook for a moment and disappeared.

At this time, the "assassins" of Sanjiang Pavilion who came with Ye Xuanchen were not idle either and surrounded him from all directions. Anyway, Ye Xuanchen had been exposed, and the "assassin" did not completely hide his actions. There were rustling footsteps that even Yi Yun could hear. There were sand and dust everywhere, but no one was seen.

An Qian kept secretly pointing at Yi Yun where there was an enemy assassin... Yi Yun led An Qian and Han Daosi and kept retreating. After a while, he retreated dozens of meters away and watched the show from a distance.

Honglian patrolled the open sand dunes with her sharp eyes for two rounds. Although she could not see anyone, she knew that many assassins were attacking her, so she snorted coldly: "The evil demons and heretics only know how to steal... Let's take you out now."

Suddenly, golden light lit up on her body, and several golden words lit up from her head: "The real person of the palm sword".

"Wow! Level 4!" An Qian and Yi Yun were surprised at the same time. This was the first time Yi Yun saw a fourth-level profession after coming to this world. It is said that the gap in strength between level 4 and level 3 is very large. Dozens of level 3 cannot be fourth-level opponents. Now, I suddenly saw a fourth-level female Taoist nun, which really shone his eyes.

Honglian reached into her arms, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, stretched out her right hand and condensed into a sword finger. Then she bit her finger and drew a talisman mark on the sacred paper with blood. It turned out that she was using a skill: "Expression of the Curse".

The function of this skill is to create a spell that can display invisible enemies, so that all invisible enemies within a radius of twenty meters will be displayed.

She raised the "Exposed Curse Talisman" high and shook in the wind...

The golden light suddenly shone from the spell, covering the radius of twenty meters centered on her in an instant.

Then, figures wearing yellow cloaks appeared one by one, and Yi Yun counted with his fingers: Ha, eight assassins! Interesting and interesting.

He couldn't help but secretly complained about luck in his heart. Fortunately, I pulled An Qian and my cousin back and watched the battle. If I stood close, she would show the assassin beside her cousin, which would be difficult to explain.
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