The heavy snow in Beijing stopped for two days, and it started to snow again today. The snow was very dense, like what would happen when a room full of beauties are having a pillow fight with ripped duck down pillows.

A group of lazy people and foodies live in the headquarters of Yanhuang Awakening. There are several cooks but no hygienists. There is no one to sweep the snow on the ground. Everyone has to walk with strange steps when going out, but it is quite interesting to walk.

Yu Ye and Fan Yongan were walking like this at this time. There was no specific road here, probably because the snow was not being plowed. Apart from the shiny white snow and the scattered huts, there was no scenery to see.

But the two of them still walked slowly, like a pair of grandfather and grandson taking a walk, walking very leisurely, like a pair of old friends who hadn't seen each other for a hundred and eighty years.

The two did not watch out for each other. Yu Ye didn't know that the old man who was willing to wait another week after seeing him injured would suddenly attack him; Fan Yong'an believed that Yu Ye would attack him, but in his eyes, Yu Ye's strength was not enough.

The retreat was far worse than the first battle, and it was impossible to hurt him.

"You're really making things difficult for me." Yu Ye stared at the white snow at his feet and blew out a puff of smoke. The white smoke was mixed with white mist, so thick that it could melt with the snow.

"It won't be difficult if you die." Fan Yong'an said very simply. He was a straightforward person. In the past, he would kill simply with his sword. Later, he simply asked Yu Ye to help Yanhuang wake up. A few days ago, he was very straightforward.

He simply gave Yu Ye a week to recover from his injuries.

Yu Ye smiled and glanced at the old man: "You don't want to know why I'm in trouble?"

Fan Yongan did not look at Yu Ye, he looked at the white sky and earth: "You can say whatever you want. I will listen to it as your last words."

Yu Ye laughed again. Fan Yongan, young and old, seemed to be a bit like Old Man Yang. He also had some verbal advantages.

"You're not willing to kill me and are desperately trying to convince yourself with these words, right?" Yu Ye doesn't care about verbal attacks, but that doesn't mean he won't say it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to talk about cat poop coffee as if

Coffee made from cat poop.

Fan Yong'an simply did not deny it and snorted heavily: "Don't talk about the yes and no, blood revenge must be avenged and blood debt must be paid."

Yu Ye nodded: "This is where I'm in trouble. You didn't touch the people I care about. You took the initiative to come here to make me feel relieved because of China's affairs. You were willing to wait an extra week when you saw that I was injured. I really don't want to

Kill you... don't look at me with that look. I'm really not afraid of you now... But if I don't kill you, do I have to be wary of you and kill me? This is what makes me embarrassed. I don't want to kill.

You...have told me not to look at me like that...but I don't want to keep running away."

Fan Yongan had already rolled his eyes at Yu Ye. Then he looked at him again: "Blood revenge must be avenged. If you didn't kill Yang Zhe and just maimed him, I wouldn't think of killing you."

Already."

Yu Ye said sternly: "First of all, I am no match for him. If it were today, I could just cripple him. But at that time, I had no choice but to kill him; secondly, I crippled him

Destroy, can you guarantee that he, like you, will not attack the people I care about?"

Fan Yongan was silent, he couldn't guarantee it.

"Otherwise, I will be your apprentice and you teach me the swordsmanship of Wushangzhai. From now on, I will support you until you die. Although my reputation in the Yinmen is not very good, you still understand me very well." Yu Ye

He has been feeling very embarrassed these past few days, so he came up with two ideas last night, and this is the first one.

"You can kill me, how can I be your master?" Fan Yong'an seemed to be angry at Yu Ye's words and tone just now.

Yu Ye knew that this road was dead, and accepting a disciple was a big deal. Since Fan Yongan cared so much about Cao Yangzhe's life and death, he would never get angry about it. That sentence was just a tactful rejection.

"Then let's have a fight." He threw the cigarette butt on the snow, and a hole was immediately melted in the snow. The hole slowly expanded, and the cigarette butt fell in, but it could not melt the hole any deeper or bigger.

, could only make a somewhat sad chuckle.

"Then let's have a fight." Fan Yongan's back, which had always been a little rickety, suddenly straightened up, and an extremely fierce momentum spread around. Without touching the soft snow, he immediately cleared it and walked outside.

people.

There were not many people in the house, so after everyone entered the house, the only things that were still moving in front of Yu Ye and Fan Yongan were each other and the snow that continued to fall.

Many people wanted to watch this battle, but were frightened away by Han Xing's words: "Yu Ye can't run away, but that doesn't mean he can't use the ability to teleport. I think many people have seen his battle and like it."

Make use of all available resources, and you are all good candidates. Fan Yongan chopped off your head because you were seeking your own death, and the injury is not considered a work-related injury."

Therefore, no one came to watch the battle. People who were familiar with Yu Ye even took leave and went to the streets. So what if they hid in their own houses? Do you think the walls of the house are very thick?

…

Yu Ye and Fan Yongan were fighting face to face, very close to each other. Fan Yongan slowly raised his hand and drew his sword from behind.

The sword was very ordinary, and so was the scabbard. When the sword was unsheathed, it made the sound of shoddy iron rubbing against each other. It sounded a bit harsh, which was very different from what was described in martial arts novels. The sword was very soft and thin, and was indeed made of iron.

Yes, this is the kind of sword that old men and women on the street like to take with them to the park. Its greatest lethality may be that it can dazzle others when you hold it in your hand.

But after Fan Yongan's internal energy was poured into the sword, the sword became straight and an ordinary iron sword became the sharpest sword in the world, which can easily pierce a safe.

Yu Ye had no weapons, so he couldn't catch flies with a fly swatter, but he had spiritual consciousness. His spiritual consciousness was released and covered a large area with a radius of about thirty meters. There was no change in the snow, but Fan Yongan felt

arrive.

When his spiritual consciousness was released, it was like a sword being unsheathed. Fan Yongan felt the difference between his previous spiritual consciousness and this time. He finally understood that Yu Ye was not talking nonsense. This young man had really become stronger.

He learned a lot, although he still didn't know what spiritual consciousness was at this time.

Change does not mean that the spiritual consciousness has become more powerful and cannot hurt people. Naturally, it cannot be said to be powerful or not. The spiritual consciousness only changes in strength. The current spiritual consciousness has become weaker. If it is there or not, this is how Yu Ye has become stronger.

Proof - he can better control his consciousness.

"Senior, please." Yu Ye stood on the spot and said softly.

It was Fan Yongan who came to seek revenge, so he naturally had no reason to strike first.

So Fan Yongan took action, and it was an extremely fierce attack. The iron sword pierced Yu Ye's chest directly.

Cang Yumen's sword is very fast and sharp. When the sword tip pierces the air when the cultivation level is low, it will make a "chich" sound. When the cultivation level is high, the sound can be eliminated, but the sword moves are not too big.

Change is like tattooing thousands of holes on people's bodies.

Fan Yongan's sword was also very fast, but what struck him was not a sword, but a very sharp mountain.

If a mountain falls down, it will be a very spectacular sight from a distance, but if the mountain suddenly flies up and stabs you at a very high speed, the scene may be even more spectacular, but you never want to see it.

Yu Ye's breath was suffocated, not because of fear, but because his chest was pressed by the majestic sword power. During the last fight, he had vaguely felt that the old man's sword had been practiced to the point where he was almost ready to release his sword energy. If

If he could really let it out, he wouldn't think much about it at this time, so he would naturally move far away. The place here was big enough, so he wouldn't run away, but he would definitely dodge, but he would just dodge further than others.

Without the sword energy being released, this sword would not be a threat to the current Yu Ye. He made an action that surprised the old man.

Without retreating or avoiding, he reached out and pinched the tip of the sword.

Fan Yong'an's sword does not need to stab someone a thousand or eight hundred times, just once is enough. Because of the infusion of internal power, the sword can make a big hole no matter where it stabs. The last time it just touched the blade, so

Ye's new arm guard was declared completely useless, and his arm also suffered a lot of injuries.

But this time, he dared to use fingers that were much weaker than his arms to pinch the tip of the sword.

Fan Yongan didn't believe that Yu Ye was already this strong, so he continued to pass the sword, but the speed was three minutes faster than before.

Yu Ye raised his hand three minutes faster, and he really pinched the tip of the sword. However, the thin sword body did not bend, because what was stabbed was a mountain. Holding the tip of the sword was equivalent to flattening the top of the mountain, but

The mountain will eventually hit you.

The mountain collided with him, and the force was transmitted from Yu Ye's fingers to his body, so he retreated, but he did not retreat actively, but was pushed back.

The bending angle of his arms did not change, his body remained straight, and Yu Ye's feet plowed two deep grooves in the snow.

The sword's power was exhausted, and Fan Yong'an sheathed the sword. Yu Ye could not hold the tip of the sword because the sword had become extremely tough due to internal force, and because his body was still retreating.

With the force of the sword, Yu Ye slid back more than ten meters.

His fingers were numb from the impact, and his fingertips were a little hot because the sword tip was pulled back from the middle. However, before he could wave his hand, Fan Yongan had already arrived in front of him.

Just like on the cruise, Fan Yongan's sword turned into a bone-attached maggot as soon as he took it out. Yu Ye moved it several times that day but couldn't get rid of the sword. Today's venue was much larger, enough for him to toss around, so the sword

When he reached his chest, he moved twenty-five meters away.

He moved forward, and after moving over, he was back to back with Fan Yongan. However, before he could turn around, the sword arrived again.

This time, Yu Ye finally understood why Fan Yongan's sword kept following him. The old man could actually know the direction of his movement the moment he took Linyun Step, and moved at the same time as him. He had deep internal strength and quick reaction.

, the body skill is extremely high, although it is a little slower than Linyunbu, but not much.

Moving again, fifteen meters away, Yu Ye hid behind a room, and then quickly disappeared.

Unfortunately, this trick still doesn't work.
Chapter completed!