The folding fan and the thin sword clashed.

The entire spring rain suddenly became strange, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality trembled violently, emitting a chirping sound like a humiliated bird. The whistling sound came back and forth, occupying an extremely important position in the spring rain, and even directly occupied it.

All the remaining sounds at the end of the spring rain were eliminated, so this sound seemed a bit irritating and disgusting, especially in the light of the sword.

Jing Yun was very indifferent, even if his wooden hairpin was about to be broken, even if his long hair was about to fly, it still could not change the indifferent look on his face.

Don't be alarmed by changes, and don't change your face even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you... This is called great perseverance, this is called great firmness.

Tang Peimin, who is accustomed to seeing all kinds of things in the world, is calm as usual, and will not show any emotions that should not appear. He waves his fingers, drawing countless bright lights in the night sky, and the vitality of heaven and earth between his fingers controls the flying handle in the distance.

The thin sword buzzed low in the air, like a stream of light that suddenly appeared in the night sky. Sometimes it appeared around Jingyun, erupting with extremely terrifying and sharp sword intent.

The streets were extremely damaged at the end of the spring rain.

Fortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince was in the carriage, and many officials in the empire would not have the guts to comment on His Highness’s behavior. For the Empire, and for the Emperor, some things that seemed very serious were actually nothing more.

It's just a passing cloud, it can be said or not.

A small hole like a pinhole suddenly appeared on the fan bone of the folding fan, which was the mark left by the sharp tip of Tang Peimin's thin sword just now. A happy smile appeared on the corners of Jingyun's lips, and he pulled the corners of his lips to restrain himself.

Calmly said: "There are many swordsmen in the world, but you are still at the forefront. In my opinion, your swordsmanship has surpassed that low sword pavilion in the south. As for the so-called first swordsman holding the sword, you will be comparable to him in the next few years...

....”

"Thank you, Mr. Yun, for the compliment. Shoujian..."

At this time, Tang Peimin, who was a little unkind, looked as usual. He tapped the sword finger in his hand three times in the air, and adjusted the trajectory of the sword arbitrarily, causing the sword to appear in front of Jing Yun's eyes. The thin blade was like

A wooden arrow without feathers suddenly opened a hole in the space, passed directly through the space, and suddenly arrived in front of Jing Yun, affecting his face silently.

The folding fan in his hand fluttered open on the ground, and the fan paper swayed in the wind.

The thin sword finally arrived in front of him, but was blocked by the thin and fragile fan paper.

Both are reduced individually...

The sword is half a foot forward, and the folding fan is half a foot back.

The movements between the two became faster and faster, and at the end of the spring rain, the speed attracted the movement of the surrounding heaven and earth's vitality.

Jing Yun stepped forward, and the folding fan followed.

Tang Peimin also followed forward and walked towards Jingyun, but his sword could only move back.

The distance between the two became closer and closer, and the bluestones on the ground were trampled to pieces...

The sword carried a fierce and rampant power. On the back of the folding fan, countless more terrifying energy of heaven and earth gathered together, ready to strike at a certain point to break it. However, he did not understand the true meaning of the sword in his hand, and the sword on the opposite side

What are the levels of the folding fan and Mr. Judgment?

Jing Yun slowly moved forward, and the bluestone beneath his feet was not cracked by his steps, but cracked by him!

After taking off the folding fan, he always carried his hands behind his back.

He stopped walking and stood upright at the end of the spring rain, welcoming hundreds of millions of snowflakes falling into the world. He felt so happy in his heart. The hand behind his back suddenly moved forward slowly, as if to stop the falling snowflakes.

Dusty snowflakes, clean and white, are ultimately lovable, so he couldn't bear it and was a little unwilling. After catching a certain snowflake, the sword that was the enemy of the folding fan clattered and fell to the ground.

Really loud!

The sword is a spiritual thing after all.

This sword was no ordinary sword either. It was trembling hard on the ground, making a trembling sound like thunder.

Tang Peimin's face was finally no longer as cold as frost, and there were obvious changes. His no longer calm eyes looked at the sword on the ground that was still struggling, and at the cracked bluestone slabs on the ground, which turned into countless pieces of powder.

The slate shattered, and a feeling of unwillingness suddenly arose in his heart. He wanted to roar towards the sky and vent his many unwilling thoughts, but it was of no use...

The sword has fallen!

Then he will naturally fall!

He looked at the hovering folding fan. It was made of very ordinary material, but it had a spirituality far beyond that of a sword, and it was still unstoppable.

There was no need to ask any more questions at this time. He calmly walked forward and picked up the sword that was still swinging. Feeling the coolness in his heart and the fighting spirit in his heart that had slowly receded, the sword no longer trembled.

Stop roaring and calm down quietly.

The cold wind blew quietly.

It was a bit cold at the end of the entire spring rain, and Tang Peimin was even colder.

Be happy when you gain something, be frustrated when you lose instantly!

From the beginning to the end, Jing Yun didn't make any moves. He just raised his hand at the end and was defeated by the judge. He couldn't tell how unwilling he was, nor how sad he felt. As a famous swordsman, he remained calm and natural.

The most basic state of mind is the most basic, but when he was defeated full of hope, those stable states of mind finally changed slightly.

Or detached?

Or enlightenment?

Or gain something?

All in one sword...

Jing Yun looked at Tang Peimin standing motionless in front of him, watching him holding the sword without saying a word. Subtle ripples finally appeared in his calm eyes, swaying away from the smallest detail, and then quickly

He pulled away, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said with a smile.

"Although you say that you are not extremely talented, the facts will always tell you the most accurate knowledge. If you can clearly understand your own way in battle, and step into your own way in battle, you already have a spiritual practice that surpasses countless others in the world.

Because of your innate understanding, you understood your swordsmanship after the battle at the end of Spring Rain, and succeeded in attaining great mastery. Now that you have reached the peak of your destiny, you can already stand shoulder to shoulder with the sword-wielding uncle Dayan..."

"Even the prophecy of becoming a saint is not illusory!"

Jingyun was relieved, so he felt happy.

He was happy that a cultivator at the pinnacle of destiny appeared in the empire, and he even had the hope of becoming a saint. He felt excited and excited, but he had no self-awareness of being an enemy. Of course, as the judge of the empire outside the world, he had enough

Pride and self-confidence do not need to worry about any enemy threatening him. The word "outer world" is enough to intimidate many practitioners.

Even the powerful man who became a saint could not change this intimidation.

A smile appeared on Tang Peimin's face, and he saluted solemnly: "Thank you, Mr. Yun, for your advice. I have the audacity to challenge you today. I really don't know what to do."

"You have fought and gained. If all cultivators in the empire are like you, I hope to come more often." Jing Yun smiled and waved his hand, expressing his indifference and his own hope.

Tang Peimin nodded and saluted again: "Tang Peimin lost today. Mr. Tang Peimin will never forget his kindness..."

Jing Yun smiled lightly, not caring whether these words were true or not.

.......

The fighting ends here, and the negotiation ends naturally.

The old horse hoofs up and has the self-knowledge to turn around.

Before the carriage turned too much, the prince in the carriage said again: "Hand over the talisman..."

Hearing the word "Fu Ling", Lin Yi's face changed in subtle ways. But his super patience and expression control prevented him from showing any visible surprise. He naturally sat next to He Xi and stared at the carriage naturally.

, his expression was still exactly the same as before, he seemed completely ignorant, as if he didn't know what to say, but he finally understood the meaning of the prince's words.

He Xi turned his head and stared at him helplessly: "Stop pretending, we already know things, no matter how much you pretend to look like it, what's the use. Besides, the talisman won't have any effect if you hold it, you might as well just do it directly

Give it to others in exchange for your own comfortable life."

Knowing the meaning of his words, Lin Yi couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb. He frowned and looked at He Xi unwillingly. The serious expression on his face showed how entangled he was in his heart at the moment. After all, he was

Somewhat unconvinced, he really didn't dare to provoke the imperial prince, but if he didn't take revenge, he would be sorry for his vengeful character, so why should he face himself.

"So it's all over?"

There was sarcasm and curiosity in the carriage: "Then what else do you want?"

His eyes were staring deeply at the heavy car curtain, and the calm wind entered silently. Lin Yi's expression looked solemn, and his eyes quickly turned to find the conditions that best suited his own interests. After a while, he said: "Will

It doesn't matter if I give the talisman to you, He Xi is right, this thing is really of no benefit to me. But if I hand it over to you easily, I would be unwilling to do so, after all, I got it back between life and death."

"So what do you want?"

The young man in the carriage finally lost his patience. Tang Peimin's defeat could not offset Tang Peimin's joy of crossing the border. After leaving the end of the spring rain, although his arms would not fall off, they would lose half of their skin. This was not a good thing for him.

Even though it was a big injury, it still made him feel unhappy. His anger and anger were suppressed in his heart, and he never got a chance to explode.

Unaffected by the scolding, Lin Yiyouzai said calmly: "As long as you agree to one condition, I can give you the Talisman."

He Xi was shocked and found it funny at the same time.

The people in the carriage finally laughed in anger. The swords around the carriage suddenly became fierce, suppressing Lin Yi's thoughts. Even the air flow around him slowed down a lot, as if there was a sword hanging above his head, and

It will fall off at any time.

"What's the matter? Do you agree?" Lin Yi's teeth trembled slightly and he couldn't help but speak out.

"Hahaha!" The prince laughed heartily. He didn't know whether he was angry or really happy. His words gradually became darker: "You are very interesting. No one has ever dared to ask me for anything I want. You are the first."

This is also the last one, so I will agree to it and see if you have the qualifications and blessings to accept this condition."

With the talisman in hand, the carriage sped away.

The late spring rain gradually disappears into the night.

Jing Yun walked up to the two of them, his shadow lengthened by the moonlight swaying on the ground, and the breeze from the folding fan hit him, which was a bit cold and biting.

"You are interesting, and you are really brave..."

Lin Yi chuckled and said: "As long as you are brave enough, you dare to bring down the emperor."

"Besides, he is just a prince..."
Chapter completed!