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"Clang clang--!"

Two sword sounds sounded one after another, and when I heard them, it seemed to be heard together.

I saw the two monsters that were originally scattering their teeth and claws split into countless pieces in an instant.

The two sword lights with different colors hovered in the sky for several times, one hit Ye Fan's body, and the other flew to the back of the man who was pedaling on the long sword and floating in the air, and then disappeared.

Previously, there were more than one person who took action just now.

Under the moonlight, the man was about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was very handsome between his eyebrows and eyes, but he looked calm.

He was wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, with a grown sword box behind him, and his feet were carrying long boots, standing steadily on a long sword.

The breeze blew, and the sleeves of the robe fluttered in the wind, like an immortal, extremely elegant.

He looked at Ye Fan in surprise, and the man bowed and bowed, "Murong Ziying, the junior Qionghua Sect, I don't know that senior is here, so I took action rashly. How dare I ask for senior's name?"

"This Shushan School, Ye Fan."

Ye Fan was a little surprised to meet Murong Ziying in this place.

But what surprised him even more was Murong Ziying's age and cultivation.

From the previous move alone, we can see that Murong Ziying has already reached the level of "making a sword with energy". Compared with Dugu Sword Saint among the Immortal Sword, it is only slightly inferior, and can be regarded as having extraordinary talent.

"Senior Ye is here late at night, I wonder...?"

After learning about Ye Fan's identity, Murong Ziying couldn't help but show a hint of caution. Although the Qionghua Sect's status in the immortal cultivation world is now unparalleled, the Shushan Sect's emergence is naturally not to be underestimated.

What's more, with Murong Ziying's current cultivation level, he can't see through Ye Fan's slightest bit. This alone is enough to make people pay attention to it.

"I and my little disciple passed by here and happened to meet two monsters. I just planned to let them practice their skills."

Ye Fan did not hide anything about this, and pointed out the whole story in just a few words.

In fact, with Murong Ziying's wisdom, when he saw Han Lingsha and Yun Tianhe, he had some speculations in his heart. The reason for this question was just because of friendship.

After all, Murong Ziying took action rashly just now. Although her original intention was to save people, in front of Ye Fan, a senior Shushan who had no idea of ​​the depth of cultivation, he was a transcendent move, which inevitably made the other party feel dissatisfied.

As for Han Lingsha and Yun Tianhe on the side, they were not very clear about the twists and turns, and they just looked at Murong Ziying with a little curiosity.

After all, Murong Ziying's sword just now, and this outfit, was indeed a bit eye-catching. Even a ignorant person like Yun Tianhe couldn't help but feel envious, let alone Han Lingsha.

Suddenly, just when everyone thought Murong Ziying would leave, the latter suddenly took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and stepped forward and said, "Senior Ye, I have a reluctant request."

"Speaking."

With his understanding of the original work, Ye Fan couldn't guess what Murong Ziying was thinking at this moment, and he was a little curious.

"I have long heard that Shushan School's sword-controlling technique is extremely powerful. Today I have seen my senior, and I can't help myself. I beg you to give me some advice,"

While speaking, in the sword box behind Murong Ziying, a sword light flashed, and the long sword pointed at it, and a sharp fighting spirit arose.

"interesting……"

He looked at Murong Ziying with a funny look. Ye Fan didn't expect that he would become the target of others' challenge?

“Master…”

Han Lingsha, who was beside her, looked carefully at Ye Fan, and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.

As for Yun Tianhe, he looked at the roasted pig beside the bonfire with a bitter face. After the two monsters had mixed up before, the pig that had ruined his hard work seemed to have been a bit too much...

"Get a move."

As the sound fell, Murong Ziying's aura suddenly changed, and a light blue light flashed out, shouting: "Since that's the case, I offended you, senior!"

"Shangqing Breaking Cloud Sword!"

Suddenly, countless silver-white small swords appeared in the sky, shining with sharp light under the moonlight.

In a blink of an eye, these small swords were divided into piles and gathered together, forming a huge lightsword that shot straight towards Ye Fan.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Han Lingsha couldn't help but exclaim.

Looking at Ye Fan again, it seemed that he hadn't heard of it. He smiled faintly and stretched out his palm.

"clang--!"

The white fingers confronted the huge lightsaber. The seemingly weak fingers brought Murong Ziying an unprecedented pressure.

"Well--"

Under heavy pressure, Murong Ziying's face suddenly turned red.

"This move is a bit meaningful, but its power is still too weak," Ye Fan said quietly.

"go--!"

As soon as this said, I saw the white fingers gently pointing towards the sword body, which seemed to be relaxed and freehand, but it was like an antelope hanging its horns. It was mysteriously placed at the weakest point of the dazzling sword body.

Suddenly, the huge silver lightsaber shattered inch by inch like a poisonous snake hit by seven inches.

"KaKa——"

Murong Ziying was shocked. His family affairs, this "Shangqing Poyun Sword" was his proud work. It gathered the essence of Qionghua School's swordsmanship, and it was enough to change the color of the world with one move!

But Ye Fan only got a comment that "the power is too weak"?

Looking at the broken sword light, Murong Ziying's heart was constantly calming. She had been practicing sword skills for so many years, but she could not even resist a finger of the other party...

If anyone else had this, it would be difficult for him to accept it.

"How about it, but continue?"

With one move, Ye Fan seemed to be ignoring the enemy. He looked at Murong Ziying with interest and said quietly.

Suddenly, Murong Ziying felt her face flushed and she was so sad that she was almost vomiting blood.

This feeling of using his most proud trick was broken by others and retreating with one finger was something Murong Ziying had never encountered before in her life.

I think that for so many years he has practiced in the Qionghua Sect, whether it is the elders of the masters or the brothers of his peers, he is favored and highly praised, but now he has lost so simply...

After a long silence, Murong Ziying seemed to have returned to her previous calm and calm look and bowed: "Thank you for your advice, Ziying is very grateful. If you can meet her again in the future, you will definitely come to ask for advice and say goodbye!"

As he said that, he drove the sword light and left.

"Oh, Master Ziying, Master Ziying...wait for us!"

After a while, a rushing shout rang out.

I saw a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, hurried over. She was wearing a moon-white Taoist suit, and her clothes were the same as Murong Ziying. She was obviously a member of the Qionghua Sect.

Seeing Murong Ziying flying away from his sword, the girl stomped her feet in depression and sighed: "Oh, it's really, I haven't caught up with you!"

Soon, a male voice came from behind: "Xuan Ji, please wait..."

I saw a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old rushed over. He ran out of breath and his face was covered in sweat: "Xuan Ji, let's stop chasing..."

When Xuan Ji saw him, she was so angry that she stamped her feet and said angrily: "Huai...Shuo...Mr. Brother, if you hadn't been slow, how could we have chased Uncle Ziying to lose!"

Huaishuo explained: "Xuan Ji, you forgot that you and I accidentally got the forbidden spell when they were collecting monsters. They were unable to use the sword-controlling technique within forty-eight hours. How can we catch up with the Master Master with just two legs? What's more, the Master Master's job to do when he went down the mountain this time. What's the point of you just following me?"

“…”

Seeing the two of them quarrel as if no one else, Ye Fan's face suddenly turned dark and he coughed: "Two, are you also from the Qionghua Sect?"

"Yes, Qionghua Sect Huaishuo (Xuan Ji), I have met his senior."

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Huaisuo and Xuan Ji looked at each other, turned around and bowed.

Ye Fan and Murong Ziying just now, but because of the distance, the two of them didn't see it clearly. But at the end, Murong Ziying bowed to Ye Fan and left.

With the ability of the two, it is naturally not difficult to judge that the man who seems to be a young man in the world of immortal cultivation must be a senior.

Otherwise, with Murong Ziying's character, it would never be possible to perform this great gift.

"No need to be polite. You two came with Ziying, right?"

“That’s right.”

Huaishu nodded and apologized: "I'm here with my junior sister, I have been following the traces of Master Ziying, but I don't want to be one step late. Senior, I'm going to continue rushing and say goodbye."

As he said that, he turned to look at Xuan Ji and said, "Xuan Ji, let's go."

Seeing the two disappear, Han Lingsha couldn't help but step forward and said curiously: "Master, since these three people are disciples of Qionghua Sect, why don't we leave with them?"

"I have my own plans for this matter."

He looked at Han Lingsha with a smile, and Ye Fan couldn't help but say, "Lingsha, you and Tianhe have just embarked on the road of cultivation, and you will need more training in the future. The teacher is very dissatisfied with the little test just now. Therefore, I plan to leave it to you two to take action along the way."

"ah……"

Hearing this, Han Lingsha's face collapsed and she turned to look at Yun Tianhe.

The latter was facing a pig's leg and was struggling hard, and he was having a lot of fun.

"snort!"
Chapter completed!