"What an arrogant boy. He still has some real skills in his hands. It's a pity that Ling Yun hasn't mastered the Piaoxue Sword Technique yet, otherwise the Zongheng Sword Qi alone could penetrate your golden bell!"
The head of Emei had a look of disgust on his face and couldn't help but speak coldly. Then he looked at Ling Yun who was lying on the ground and said softly: "You can't even take down such a boy. Go back to Mount Emei immediately and face the wall stone for a month.
You are not allowed to go down the mountain until you have mastered your snow sword skills. You will be embarrassed by me, Emei!"
The pale Ling Yun stood up slowly and said quietly: "Yes, follow the order of the leader!"
Ye Cheng frowned and looked at Ling Yun who was slowly leaving. He didn't expect that the old nun had such a bad temper. But after all, Ling Yun was punished like this because of him. If he said that a month of facing the wall was nothing, but until
Mastering Piao Xue's swordsmanship is not that easy.
Even if Ling Yun is talented, if he cannot understand the essence of sword skills, he may not be able to achieve great sword skills in this life. These have nothing to do with time and all depend on the hard work of the player. If Ling Yun never achieves great sword skills, he will have no choice but to betray him.
It is only possible to go down the mountain after leaving school.
Ye Cheng, who felt annoyed for a while, was naturally upset and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "The Emei Sect is really a famous sect. If you can't defeat it, you will be sent back to face the wall and not be allowed to go down the mountain. I'm afraid not many of your disciples can be left here."
I came down to accompany you to Guangmingding, but it’s better this way because I don’t have to accompany you there to die and waste other people’s lives!”
The head of Emei's face turned cold. As the supreme leader of a sect, when had she ever been teased like this? Even the heads of the two Shaolin and Wudang sects were very polite to her. A sloppy wild boy in the world was very brave. He said coldly.
He said: "Boy, kill as many of my Emei disciples as you can. You cannot avoid this blood debt. Today, I will eliminate a harm to the martial arts world and bring justice to the world!"
Ye Cheng was shocked. He didn't expect that this old nun could be so hot-tempered. She would take action personally if she made any criticism. With her overwhelming strength, I was afraid that he would be dead after just a few dozen moves under her hands. He immediately sneered: "Then
It’s really an honor for me. The head of Emei can deign to condescend to compete with me. Even if it spreads to the world, it’s a very honorable thing!”
"snort!"
The head of Emei is so old that she can't understand the meaning of it, implying that she bullies the small with her big one. If this spreads to the world, she will only become the laughing stock of everyone. Naturally, she will not do this as she cares about her reputation.
He snorted coldly and said: "How can a poor nun like you kill me? I have tens of thousands of disciples in Emei. If you pick any one at random, he will be the best among them. Zhiruo, if you kill this kid for your master, it will be considered as a way to eliminate him from the martial arts world."
One harm, what Shaolin Wudang cannot kill, I, Emei, can do it!"
Ye Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he hadn't taken action, he would have had a chance to escape. But if he had done it himself, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to fly out of here even if he had wings. But now he still has a chance to take a risk.
Try it, life or death depends on this chance.
Watching that beautiful woman walking out of the crowd, I secretly thought that this woman's name was Zhiruo. She must be Zhou Zhiruo, Jue's most proud disciple. It was such a fragrant name.
Zhou Zhiruo walked over lightly, her body swaying three times step by step. She looked graceful and graceful, like a butterfly dancing among the flowers. People just wanted to watch from a distance and did not want to disturb her.
But there are many masters of Ye Cheng's level here. In their eyes, it's not just beauty. Zhou Zhiruo's steps are mysterious and mysterious. Her steps are light and agile. She is really like a butterfly, flying away at the slightest disturbance.
To other places, it is impossible to pinpoint her movements at all, even the direction she may go next is difficult to determine, which is very clever.
Ye Cheng originally locked onto her aura, but after just a few steps, he became unable to control it. He kept chasing, but was always out of reach. In the end, he could only give up, stick to his own formation, and cope with all changes by remaining unchanged.
Zhou Zhiruo stopped two feet away from Yecheng, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "It is said that the Thunder Sword Technique used by Senior Sister Liaochen was defeated by you, right?"
Ye Cheng didn't know what kind of sword technique it was, and said with a smile: "I'm not from Emei, so how do I know what kind of sword technique she used? Why don't you go down to see her and ask!"
He would not show mercy to such a beautiful woman as his opponent, so naturally he would not care to kill her.
Zhou Zhiruo, however, seemed not to have heard anything. She remained calm and said quietly: "In this case, I will also use the Thunder Sword Technique to kill you, which can be considered as revenge for my Emei sisters!"
Zhou Zhiruo, who was minding her own business, drew out her long sword. A faint purple brilliance circulated within the sword's body. At a glance, she knew it must be a fine sword.
The long sword was raised straight, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Yecheng. Under the stimulation of the true energy, the purple light became more alluring. The faint sword energy with a firm will hit the mountain of Yecheng hard, impacting again and again.
It's like the endless waves of sea water are constantly beating against the rocks.
Ye Cheng remained motionless, but he didn't feel very good at the moment. With the continuous impact of the opponent's sword energy, his momentum soared rapidly. It seemed that he had reached the peak, but he was still suppressed. If this continues, I'm afraid
He was about to lose the opportunity before the confrontation, so he immediately stopped confronting and grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand.
"Buzz!"
At the moment when the huge slash was unsheathed, Ye Cheng used the unique method of mantra method to convey it with the blade to counter the opponent's momentum. Sure enough, Zhou Zhiruo was affected by the sound of the long sword being unsheathed, and the continuous sword
His breath suddenly stopped, and even though it only lasted for a moment, he was still caught.
If you don’t take action now, you will wait until later.
The giant slash carried a thousand kilograms of power, moving with a bang, following the slightest gap, and slashed towards Zhou Zhiruo's head. Even with her power, she felt a huge pressure, and even the true energy in her body was affected.
, the flow seems to be slow on the line.
But who is Zhou Zhiruo, the most valued disciple of the head of Emei Miji? How can he please this old nun with just his face and no strength at all?
Looking at the long sword that was slashing hard, he was not nervous at all. The purple long sword in his hand floated out, and with a slight shake of his wrist, he shook it several times before hitting the sharp blade.
Ye Cheng frowned secretly. This seemingly easy and casual attack was actually indescribable. He just followed the weak point of his sword and attacked it, completely avoiding the strongest part of the sword.
His eyesight and control are quite astonishing, and he can simply find every opportunity to use it.
In the original plan, if Zhou Zhiruo blocked it forcefully, Ye Cheng would follow the trend and strike out with three more swords. At that time, under the traction of Qi machine, it would be three consecutive swords with no gaps to follow, and he would definitely be able to kill the opponent.
If the rhythm is disrupted, it is naturally easier to find flaws in the chaos, and it is not difficult to gain the upper hand. However, at the moment, it is impossible to use the following moves, and can only be disappointed.
"bite!"
The swords struck each other, and the two energies clashed. Ye Cheng's eyes opened angrily, and he felt that Zhou Zhiruo's energy seemed to be charged with electricity. The electricity made his body numb, and even the energy in his body was instantly stagnated and circulated.
If it's not smooth, let alone the subsequent moves, even the current opportunity will be lost.
As he expected, Zhou Zhiruo succeeded with one move, and the purple sword in his hand immediately unfolded. With the exquisite sword moves, the continuous offensive instantly put Ye Cheng into a passive position.
When masters compete with each other, any mistake will be an opportunity for others to come back.
Ye Cheng, who fell into a passive position, certainly did not fall into a disadvantage. He blocked the attack with a huge slash and made full use of the wide blade of the giant slash. It can be regarded as making the best use of everything.
How could Zhou Zhiruo, who had won the right to attack, let go of such a good opportunity? When his sword force changed, it was no longer the exquisite and meticulous sword technique just now, but the Thunderbolt Sword Technique that Liao Chen had used when fighting Ye Cheng.
If Liao Chen's swordsmanship was to handle the sword with a fierce approach, then Zhou Zhiruo is recreating the original scene in a feminine way. The gap between the two is not small, but with this strength and softness, the sword looks even more powerful.
The law is powerful.
Ye Cheng only felt that in the exchange of swords, the opponent's long sword was not only more powerful, but also had a feminine force in it, so he could only continue to resolve this force, so he was passively sinking deeper and deeper, and gradually fell.
Go downwind.
Zhou Zhiruo is wearing a light green dress, with buns hanging down on both sides draped over her shoulders. Her light and agile body movements are constantly moving according to a mysterious trajectory. Perhaps due to the power exerted on her fair cheeks, there is a slight trace of anger.
The flush makes you look even more beautiful and stunning.
But for such a seemingly weak woman, at this moment, Ye Cheng was suppressed by a three-foot green sword, and she could only passively respond to the imperial edict on the defensive.
The Thunder Sword Technique was originally a fierce method, but now that it is being used by such a weak woman, it seems to have a different kind of beauty.
The Emei disciples couldn't help cheering softly. They obviously felt that their faces were bright and couldn't help but feel happy. The leader, Master Jiejie, did not reprimand him. There was also a trace of smile on his face, and he kept nodding, but
The woman behind her on the left always had a dark face and a look of hatred in her eyes.
But what is really surprising is that at the end of the team, three women wearing bamboo hats quietly watched the fighting in the field without saying a word, as if it had nothing to do with them. If it were not the logo on their clothes,
It really makes people think that he is from another sect.
Ye Cheng, who was dealing with Zhou Zhiruo at the moment, was also impatient, but the opponent's attacks were continuous. If he loosened his position, he would attack as seamlessly as mercury, which was very troublesome.
After countless fights, Ye Cheng also admired Zhou Zhiruo's power. His internal strength was probably two points deeper than his own, but what made him most taboo was the strangeness all over his body.
With Zhou Zhiruo's long sword dancing, a strong wind was blowing within five feet of the two of them. It wouldn't matter on normal days, but this time it was very different. There seemed to be thunder roaring in the strong wind, and the sound was getting louder and louder.
, gradually it becomes difficult to hear other sounds.
If that's all, Ye Cheng naturally doesn't have to worry. After all, he can still defend with his breath sensing without ears and eyes. But under this wind and thunder, every time the swords clash, he can feel the numbness he just felt again.
As time went by, this feeling became more and more intensive, and it was even more difficult to see in front of him, as it had long been flashing into a blur.
The Thunder Sword Technique gradually reached its peak, and when the sword was opened and closed, there was even louder thunder, and the waves exploded in Ye Cheng's mind.
