"Uncle Master has made a request, so Wanwan will naturally comply." Wanwan said with a smile, but even though she said this, she didn't make the slightest move. Instead, she retreated outside the inn and sat on a piece of bluestone.
Shaking his feet.
"It seems she is not going to save you." Looking at Wanwan retreating outside the inn, Lin Ye looked at Bian Fuhuai, chuckled, and then slashed at Bian Fuhuai with the sword in his hand.
I saw Lin Ye's sword turning lightly, as if it were a ** in the sky, elusive and unpredictable, following everything like a shadow.
This is not oppression with strong internal force, but simply relying on the artistic conception in the sword moves, almost spiritual moves. This is the most terrifying existence for Bian.
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Bian Fuhua remained silent. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that he didn't dare to speak. At this moment, Bian Fuhua's inner strength had been completely condensed. If he opened his mouth, all this strength would be relieved.
Although he hates Wanwan for refusing to save her, he is not surprised. Most of the people in the Demon Sect are like this. If he were selfish and changed the angle between himself and Wanwan, Bianbuhua would admit that he would never do it.
Instead of not being able to save Wanwan, she would hide far away.
At this moment, Bian Fulai no longer had the leisure to compete with Lin Ye. All he thought about was how to escape. At the moment, his mind was divided and combined, but the strength of the audience was sharply reduced by three points and he lost his offensive spirit.
"The fighting spirit has been lost. Have you given up hope?" Lin Ye could not help but frown slightly when he felt that the strength in Bian Fulai's hand had dropped by three points.
In terms of martial arts cultivation, Bian Fushi's martial arts is indeed not weak. He can be said to be on par with the sole master of the castle, Xie Hui. If he fights with Lin Ye with all his strength, there is still a glimmer of hope of victory. If he cooperates with Wan again
It can be said that it is not impossible for Wan to even kill Lin Ye.
But at this moment, Bian Fuli saw that Wanwan had no intention of taking action. In addition, Lin Ye's cultivation level was really unfathomable, especially the cold sword intent.
The idea of escape was left.
"In that case. Then take out your last blow and seize life under my sword." With a soft drink, Wei Zhenzhen, who had been behind Lin Ye with her left hand raised, was suddenly pushed away by an invisible force.
The long sword held by Lin Ye's right hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.
Wanwan, who was outside the inn, suddenly felt a breeze coming. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected the sky and the earth. With this breeze, fallen leaves were blown up, revealing a touch of sadness. Unconsciously, Wanwan suddenly felt a wave of sadness in her heart.
There was a sudden feeling of desolation.
Immediately, his heart tightened and a look of horror appeared on his face. He saw Lin Ye holding a long sword in the inn, Ling Ran slashing towards Bian Fuhui.
The wind and clouds are rolling, the sword is raised and falls, and the cycle of life and death is repeated.
In Wanwan's eyes, Bian Fuhua stood motionless as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points, letting Lin Ye's sword strike him down.
But Bian was not disappointed when he was under the sword. He felt as if he was in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and his whole body was so cold that he couldn't even move. He couldn't even say a word of begging for mercy.
The sword did not touch Bian Buhua's body, but Bian Buhua sprayed out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were round and full of bloodshot eyes, with a look of resentment and unwillingness.
"Carcass, take it away." He raised his left hand and hit Bian Buhua's body with force. This blow was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Immediately, Bian made a decisive decision. The body flew towards Wanwan like a stone.
Seeing Bian Buhua's corpse, Wanwan couldn't help but have a look of horror in her eyes.
The veins on Bian Buhua's body were intact. There was not a single scratch on his body, but his life had been cut off. But Wanwan knew that he was killed by Lin Ye's sword intention, a spirit
the power above.
"Young Master's martial arts skills really surprised Wanwan, but it's not like this person will come to trouble you next time." Wanwan suddenly saw a delicate smile on her face, looked at Lin Ye and said with a smile, and then the figure
In an instant, he disappeared from the eyes of Lin Ye and Wei Zhenzhen.
"Huh?" Seeing Wanwan disappear suddenly, within a few seconds, Lin Ye could no longer feel his breath. Not to mention martial arts, but with this light skill, he was stronger than himself.
"Is there still any trouble?" Lin Ye frowned slightly. Wanwan and Bian Fuhua obviously hold high positions in the Yinkui sect, and they are also the top combat power. They will definitely not let them come to trouble him.
The meeting should be just for the death of Ren Shaoming.
Although the Iron Cavalry Club under the leadership of Ren Shaoming is supported by their Yin Kui faction, the three-acre land in Jiangnan is the Song Clan that no matter how powerful Ren Shaoming is, as long as there is the Song Clan and the Heavenly Sword Song Que is there.
, then Jiangnan will never be in chaos.
No one dares to act recklessly within the territory of the Song Dynasty.
Could it be said that it is Shi Fei Xuan?
Lin Ye frowned slightly, standing there and thinking to himself.
But then Lin Ye stopped thinking about it. No matter what, the soldiers would just come and cover up the water and earth.
What's more, hadn't he always wanted to find a master to fight with, but this time he just followed his own wishes.
And since they are looking for trouble, it is a life and death battle, a merciless life and death battle.
"Sir, are those two people from the Demon Sect just now?" After a moment, Wei Zhenzhen walked to Lin Ye's side and said weakly.
"Member of the Yinkui sect, in the next few days, please stay with me and be careful. I think this is just the appetizer." Nodding, Lin Ye said to Wei Zhenzhen.
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Wei Zhenzhen couldn't help but nodded.
Then the two of them rested for the night in this inn, and continued walking towards the city before dawn the next day.
But this time on the road, the speed of the two of them did increase a lot.
In the early morning when the sun rose, the two of them arrived at the entrance of Luoyang City.
Luoyang City is located on both sides of the Yellow River, with Mang Mountain in the north, Luoshui River in the south, Huhulao in the east, and Yinghan Valley in the west. It is surrounded by mountains, with the Luoyang Plain in the center, and the four streams of Yi, Luo, Jian and Jian flowing through it.
The situation is dangerous, the scenery is beautiful, the soil is fertile, the climate is moderate, and water transportation is convenient.
Therefore, since ancient times, eight dynasties, including the Xia, Shang, Eastern Zhou, Eastern Han, Cao Wei, Western Jin, Northern Wei, and Sui, have established their capitals here. The so-called Heyang Dingding Land is located in the Central Plains and responds to all directions. Luoyang is the world's transportation hub and military fortress.
After Yang Guang came to the throne, he chose another capital site in Luoyang and established a new capital. The new imperial city was located between the Zhou Dynasty City and the ancient city of Han and Wei Dynasties, crossing the Jianshui River in the east, the Luo River in the south, the Jian River in the west, and Mang Mountain in the north.
The city is more than fifty miles in circumference and is magnificent.
Yang Guang also dug a Grand Canal with Luoyang as the center, reaching Hangzhou in the south and Zhuojun in the north, running from north to south, connecting the five major water systems of the Haihe River, Yellow River, Huaihe River, Yangtze River and Qiantang River. Luoyang became the world's transportation and commercial center.
Central hub.
At dawn, the city gates are wide open, and a large number of business travelers waiting to enter the city for business, as well as farmers rushing to the morning market, enter the city.
Stepping into Dongshikou, Lin Ye's expression suddenly changed. (To be continued) r466
