Ming Ye grabbed it with his backhand and pulled off the tattered outer robe. He raised his hand and the outer robe blew up to cover Ji Kui.

"Little trick!" Ji Kui just said that he wanted to use his robe to block his sight. He couldn't help but sneered and spat out his strength. The tattered robe immediately turned into pieces. Ji Kui walked through the fragments without slowing down at all.

The tip of the sword pointed straight at Ye.

Unexpectedly, the fragments suddenly ignited without fire and turned into flying fire butterflies, all flying towards Ji Kui. Only then did Ji Kui realize that there was hidden fire power in his outer robe. He stopped and stood with his sword, and a strong wind blew from his body.

As it surged out, the fire butterfly was immediately blown upside down by the strong wind, whining and turning into ashes, burning up and dissipating.

At the same time as Ji Kui changed his moves, Ming Ye's body was filled with Yang Yan. He stood up and raised his sword, turning into a fire dragon and rushing towards Ji Kui. Ji Kui tried to change his moves again, but it was too late. He simply stopped defending and used his attack.

Confrontation.

The two figures intertwined, with a loud bang and flames shooting out, and then each stood still.

"Tsk!" Blood spurts out, and there is a deep scar visible on the shoulder.

"Hoo!" Half of Ji Kui's sleeves were ignited with flames, and his fair skin was burned with several blisters, and there was a bit of a burning smell.

The two of them each suffered damage from this move, and with no outcome in sight, Ming Ye's spinning sword was about to fight again, but Ji Kui took a step back and said: "Forget it, you stalker, I'm afraid of you, this competition is your fault.

Won."

Ji Kui is already his direct disciple, so the sword test meeting is of little significance to him, and he is a very respectable person. Now half of his hands are anxious, which is really unseemly. He looks embarrassed and irritable, and he just draws the sword.

No matter how elegant and ethereal the Wumingjian Feng Liu Jue's aura was, it seemed like he was slightly injured with just one move, but in fact, the perfect fit between the human sword and the sword had been disrupted. The odds of winning would only get lower and lower if the fight continued, so it was better to admit defeat as soon as possible.

After the referee disciple made a ruling, Ji Kui immediately stepped down gracefully, borrowed a robe from other disciples, covered his bare arms, and left gracefully. The other disciples also surrounded him, and Ji Kui chatted and laughed with others all the way, seemingly completely free of charge.

He didn't care about winning or losing.

The winner was left alone on the ring. When the wind tightened, he felt a bit desolate. Mingye seemed to be unable to withstand the wind and was on the verge of collapse. "It's okay." Two voices said.

It was heard that four hands were supporting Mingye at the same time, and then four eyes looked at each other.

Ying Feiyang said: "Why are you still here? Why don't you follow your senior brother Ji Kui and leave?"

Miao Miao rolled her eyes and said, "Who is Ji Kui? I don't know him? I have been cheering for senior brother Mingye. We are both disciples of the outer sect. I cannot obtain the Sword of Taiyin without his help.

Of course it's time to care about him." Miao Miao directly applied what Ying Feiyang said just now, and said it so confidently that Ying Feiyang became angry on the spot.

At this moment, there was a "wow" sound, and Mingye spit out a mouthful of blood, "You are okay, I will take you down the mountain."

"It doesn't matter, I can leave by myself." Mingye replied coldly, but he heard Miao Miao say: "It doesn't matter how big you are, be obedient, and wherever you live, we will send you back." The two of them couldn't help but talk to Mingye.

and leave.

A strange color flashed across Mingye's cold eyes, and he finally sighed and responded: "You and I are both in the top four, and we will be our opponents in the future, so why do you bother me?"

"Let's fight tomorrow. Since we are not our opponents today, how can I stand idly by? Besides, I didn't win the battle with Xing Fei today, and I already feel itchy. If you are seriously injured and unable to fight due to lack of timely treatment, then I will

Wouldn't it be boring to death?" Ying Feiyang replied nonchalantly.

Ming Ye was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "I owe you this time, and I will definitely pay you back in the future. However, I must win the first place in the sword test competition, and I will never show mercy."

Ying Feiyang was unhappy when he heard this and sneered: "If you need to be merciful to win, then even though I win, I will still lose. If you are seriously injured, don't open your mouth. Once you open your mouth, you owe me and I owe you. It's so clear. It's really

It’s so boring.”

"Isn't it boring?" Mingye laughed at himself: "My kindness has not been fulfilled and my hatred has not yet been fulfilled. How can it be interesting if I have to be restrained?"

"Okay, okay, you're still bleeding, please show me the way." Miao Miao muttered.

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Qiyun Town has a small population and every time there is a grand event, there will be unused private houses for rent. Mingye's residence is one of them. When entering the hall, you will see a Taoist priest with black beard and black hair sitting cross-legged.

With a stern face and a majestic posture, he was meditating with his eyes closed. When he heard the sound of footsteps, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the seriously injured Ming Ye. A flash of anger suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"What happened? You were injured like this?" The Taoist stood up and looked at Mingye's wounds and asked.

"Senior Brother Ming's opponent this time is Senior Brother Ji Kui. Both of them are very powerful, so they can't keep him. Senior Brother Ji didn't mean to hurt Senior Brother Ming so badly." Seeing the Taoist's anger, Miao Miao only said

This Taoist took pity on his disciple and had scars all over his body. He wanted to blame Ji Kui for his heavy hand, so he hurriedly came forward to explain.

Who would have thought that someone suddenly made a move and hit Mingye's wound with a palm. Mingye howled miserably and flew upside down against the wall. A trail of blood was drawn on the white wall and fell softly to the ground. The Taoist closed his palm.

Senran said: "It's only the third round, and you can be injured like this! How can such a waste win the next two rounds and win the first place? It's really useless!"

The unexpected move shocked Ying Feiyang and Miao Miao. The Taoist was still angry and grabbed several hot water bottles and threw them at Ming Ye. Ying Feiyang reacted in time and moved instantly, even with the sword in its scabbard.

Ping Ping held out the kettle and pressed the kettle against the Taoist's hand. Seeing his quick reaction, the Taoist's eyes were filled with doubt, and he immediately moved his palms with force. The water in the pot opened the lid and spurted out, reaching Ying Feiyan's face.

Door.

Ying Feiyang felt the heat wave hit his face, and hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated. Suddenly, the water wave condensed in the air. However, when Miao Miao activated the method, the water wave was like a snake. Following her guidance, it rushed towards the Taoist.

Seeing no panic, he grabbed the bottom of the pot and let the water flow into the pot. The tea returned to the pot. The Taoist grinned and said to Mingye: "It turns out that I made friends outside. Are they dead? Not dead."

Come quickly and get some water for your friend!"

Ming Ye struggled to get up, staggered to the table, poured two cups of tea for the two of them, raised the case and said respectfully: "Brother Ying, Miss Miao, please send me your thanks. Since I have returned to my residence, you two

Have a drink of tea and then leave."

"In that case, I won't disturb Brother Ming's healing." Ying Feiyang took the tea and drank it in one gulp, then threw the cup to the ground, glared at the Taoist, and turned around to leave. Miao Miao saw Ying Feiyang doing this

After leaving, feeling confused and still hesitating, the Taoist said: "The guest thinks the water is cold, Mingye, why don't you go and boil another pot for her."

"No need! Girl, I only like to drink black plum juice with osmanthus honey added. This water has a weak taste and the girl can't get used to it!" Miao Miao said angrily. After pouring the water, he also threw the cup to the ground and chased after Ying Feiyang.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry, Ying Feiyang, why did you just leave without standing up for Ming Ye, teach that old bastard a lesson!" Miao Miao shouted as she walked away, angrily kicking away a pebble at her feet.

"Forget it, that man asked Mingye to pour us tea. Can't you see his intention? The more aggressive we are, the more he will humiliate Mingye. The sooner we leave, the sooner Mingye can heal.

"

"It's true that Mingye does whatever his master tells him to do. No wonder I always thought he was gloomy and cold. It turns out he really has no temper at all!" Miao Miao was so angry that she turned her spear.

Mingye kept chattering away.

"Everyone is different, and we can't all be as innocent, lively, and spontaneous as a girl, otherwise the world would be too noisy." Ying Feiyang listened to what she said and finally couldn't help but joke.

"Okay, you're trying to find a way to accuse me of being noisy, right?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I mean the girl has been muttering all the way, and just now she didn't even drink a glass of water. My residence is not far ahead. Why don't you come to my house and I will prepare the black plum juice with honey that you like to drink.

"Ying Feiyang's residence is at the other end of Lingxiao Town. He walked to the residence without knowing it and invited him casually.

Unexpectedly, Miao Miao took two cautious steps back, crossed her arms over her chest and said, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?"

"You obviously invited a girl to your home within two days of knowing each other. You are really very sophisticated. You even offered to treat me to black plum juice. Who knows if you added osmanthus honey to the black plum juice or some other soup that will become strange after drinking it?

Tang Fenfen." Miao Miao looked down and said: "You think I will be fooled by you? I'm sorry, your name among the female disciples is already notorious, and the top person on the scum list is you Ying Feiyang."

Ying Feiyang was so angry that his blood surged: "Don't you know why I got such a bad reputation? I haven't blamed you yet, but you've beaten me down first?"

Miao Miao opened her innocent eyes and said, "What's wrong with me? You played tricks on me for a sword. Isn't it normal for a girl as delicate and fragile as me to make you cry with anger? As for others,

What do you think, what do you do to me? Besides, there is no smoke without fire, what other people will think, it proves that your past behavior was indeed inappropriate, Ying Fei Yang, I hope you can reflect on yourself!" After saying that, he patted Ying Fei Yang on the shoulder solemnly.

Ying Feiyang used to feel that he was sharp with his words, but he had no choice but to deal with this girl, so he could only say harshly: "In this case, I'm going to say goodbye. Miss Miao, please be careful not to be taken advantage of by someone who covets your beauty!"

Saying that, he turned around and left angrily.

Miao Miao watched Ying Feiyang's retreating figure, put away the playful smile on her face, licked her hair and murmured to herself: "Who says I'm naive, who is the real naive person? I'll let you go, that sourness
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