Ye Jianhan, one of the most famous young swordsmen in the world in the past three years.

The bounty hunter who was born in a mysterious background and had an unknown master. He helped Liushemen chase the thieves in the Yangtze River and the United States and received bounty for a living.

Within three years, 79 thieves were arrested and 157 evil bandits were killed.

The most important point is that Ye Jianhan's attitude towards the court is not as sneering as ordinary people in the martial arts world, but instead has an inexplicable sense of intimacy with the court.

He is considered abiding by laws and regulations, and he has almost no acts of undermining the court's legal order.

In Yang Qingyuan's plan, this person is one of the future backbones of Dali Temple.

The Taoist eyes are unparalleled and the eyes are bright.

The divine beauty flashed in Yang Qingyuan's eyes and roughly observed Ye Jianhan's martial arts cultivation.

Sword energy, very pure sword energy.

Ye Jianhan's body continued to emit sword energy, like a sharp sword that was grinding but not yet formed.

"Hiss Lu has already told me roughly!"

"You know everything!" Yang Qingyuan asked curiously. It is rare that Xiao Fenghuang has a reliable time to do things.

"I don't know, but as Lu Daxia said, you are definitely a rare opponent."

"Zheng!" As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in Ye Jianhan lifted out, "Please try the sword."

Yang Qingyuan's face turned dark and decided to take back what he said just now. Little Phoenix is ​​still so unreliable!

It was not the Three-foot Qingfeng that was unsheathed, but a black broken sword.

"Look at my first sword technique!"

Ye Jianhan waved the broken sword in his hand, and the sharp sword energy came out with the sword.

cut!

Although the sword is broken, its momentum is not weak at all.

Slashing with one sword, its momentum is unparalleled.

In a simple slash, Yang Qingyuan could see the shadows of swordsmanship in various schools, Kunlun's Xuantian Divine Sword, Emei's Golden Top Buddha Light, Shaolin's Bodhidharma Sword, Qingcheng's Ten Thousand Valleys Pine Wind, and even Wudang's Liangyi Divine Sword.

This is a genius, a genius in swordsmanship.

These sword techniques are all secrets of the sect, but they can appear in his slash, which shows his understanding of swordsmanship.

Of course this is not enough.

Yang Qingyuan's eyes flashed past, his body was light, and he avoided it. With this move, he casually led him to capture a sword from the main hall of Dali Temple ten feet away.

"Good swordsmanship! Please give me advice from Young Master Ye!"

Ye Jianhan looked at Yang Qingyuan's sword shooting skills with empty hands, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes. He was a strong man.

"Look at my second move!"

Ye Jianhan swung his sword, and then changed nine times, one sword after another, and the sword was like the wind and snow, and the sword was like snow and the wind was so cruel that it was overwhelming.

Yang Qingyuan held the sword in one hand, and in the wind and snow sword force, strolling in the garden seemed to have no effect on him at all.

The body is like a scattered shadow of a terrifying wild goose, and the snow is scattered and the wind is free.

The sword was as cold as wind and snow, but Ye Jianhan's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"The third form!"

After the second sword move was completely broken by Yang Qingyuan, Ye Jianhan swung the third sword.

The sword force that was originally covered in the sky suddenly dissipated, and Yang Qingyuan's Taoist pupils could capture it, and the energy of heaven and earth was slowly rushing towards Ye Jianhan's remaining sword.

The sword move has not yet been taken, but the sword energy has already hovered above Ye Jianhan's broken sword, and the sharp breath appears faintly.

"middle!"

Ye Jianhan stabbed out with a sword, and the heaven and earth were blessed with the vitality of the world, and his sharpness was unparalleled.

Yang Qingyuan did not hide from this sword. Yang Qingyuan wanted to try the sword that attracted the vitality of heaven and earth. What power is it? The sword of ritual is in the grasp, and Yang Qingyuan drew a circle in the void.

A Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish appeared in front of Yang Qingyuan.

The originally unparalleled sword was hard to move forward in front of the Yin-Yang fish, and it was eventually stormed invisibly by the power of Yin-Yang flowing.

Yang Qingyuan was very satisfied. It was the first time that he was so satisfied with his vision and Little Phoenix.

Ye Jianhan is enough to serve as a representative of the force of the Future Dali Temple.

After experiencing this, Yang Qingyuan had already learned about Ye Jianhan's martial arts, and it was time to finish it.

"I've seen your sword technique, it's time to try mine now!"

"Kill the sound of frost!"

Yang Qingyuan raised his hand and slashed straight, as if it was the first move of Ye Jianhan's sword technique, but Yang Qingyuan's sword technique was even more unpredictable than Ye Jianhan's just now.

In the Hanlin Academy, not only does it contain collections of collections of worldly works and books, but it also collects countless complete and fragmented martial arts books in the Jingwu Pavilion of the Hanlin Academy. It is a collection of countless complete and broken pieces of martial arts in conjunction with the extraordinary insights of Yang Qingyuan's time traveler. Few people can match the extensive and extensive knowledge they have learned.

"This!?!" Yang Qingyuan's sword shocked Ye Jianhan. In the past, he could learn the enemy's sword skills and integrate into his own sword skills. Today, he was the first time he could learn his own sword skills by others.

Ye Jianhan can understand his former opponent a little, and this feeling is very unhappy!

Ye Jianhan also cut Yang Qingyuan's sword straight with a broken sword in his hand. The right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his eyes became more and more serious.

"There is wind and snow!"

The sword energy in the sky turned into wind and snow, sweeping over, which was colder and denser than Ye Jianhan's second move.

Ye Jianhan did not have the same body movement as Yang Qingyuan. The broken sword in his hand came out of his hand, walked around him, and turned into a sword curtain. Within a few breaths, nearly a hundred sword energy attacks sounded around Ye Jianhan's body.

Yang Qingyuan's eyes were more satisfied. Ye Jianhan made it clear that it was the Huashan Sect's round-roofing Liuhe sword technique. Ye Jianhan could turn a sword into a sword and use it, which shows that his martial arts talent was not only amazing, but also extraordinary in combat talent.

"Swords determine the mountains and rivers!"

The sword force in the sky suddenly dissipated. Yang Qingyuan, who had originally developed the sword, soared into the sky, and Feng Xiang Jiutian, all the sword force in the sky was tied up in the sword in the palm, and stabbed out with one sword from top to bottom.

Although Ye Jianhan didn't know why, he felt that this sword could not be avoided.

Yang Qingyuan came from top to bottom and slashed out with one sword, like the momentum of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, with the sharp edge of the blade and the cold sword shadow.

Facing this sword, Ye Jianhan had no choice but to dodge, and the remaining sword in his palm was crossed, trying to take Yang Qingyuan's move.

Just as the sword blade was about to be cut down, the Yi sword in Yang Qingyuan's hand suddenly broke.

Yang Qingyuan also took this opportunity to take the challenge.

"Yi Jian is Yi Jian, but it only drives some energy of heaven and earth, so it is difficult to support it."

Yang Qingyuan threw it casually and sent the half-piece sword in his hand back into the original scabbard.

Ye Jianhan's broken sword also returned to the sheath with his backhand, staring at Yang Qingyuan and said, "Brother Lu is right, you are the person I'm looking for!"

"So, you agreed to join Dali Temple!?"

Yang Qingyuan was also very satisfied with Ye Jianhan and immediately issued an offer on behalf of Dali Temple.

"Before this, I have another question to ask?"

"Don't worry!! I know what you are asking?"

As soon as Ye Jianhan spoke, Yang Qingyuan knew what he wanted to ask.

Job seekers are nothing more than a matter of treatment!

"Don't look at our Dali Temple now, but this is the Supreme Court established by Taizu. Today, the Shangrende has greatly increased the salary of the bureaucrats. When you come to our Dali Temple, you will temporarily preside over the daily affairs of the Dali Temple's thief department. The monthly salary is thirty taels of silver. If you catch a huge thief, you will also offer a reward of silver as a reward. Dali Temple will also conduct regular training, and there will be special gifts every day of rest..."

Yang Qingyuan introduced the salary and welfare system of Dali Temple in detail. After all, he is the best in the literary list and is from a Hanlin family. He talks endlessly and does not give Ye Jianhan any chance to speak.

With basic salary plus performance commission, this treatment is also very good in the whole big week.

Although Ye Jianhan has a good position, he is not an official after all, and he is between an official.

At this time in the Great Zhou Dynasty, you can buy one tael of silver and five stones of rice, which is 600 kilograms.

Thirty taels of silver can buy 18,000 kilograms of rice, which is not a small amount.

It's already a huge sum of money for ordinary people, not to mention the performance commission. Ye Jianhan would not refuse such a salary level.

After Yang Qingyuan finished speaking, Ye Jianhan was silent for a while before saying.

"I want to ask Lord Yang why my own sword technique is more powerful than me?"
Chapter completed!