The young owner of the village really didn't care.
Not only did he not care, but he watched it with great interest.
His eyes were always on the female swordsman in white and never left her for a moment.
Jiang Ran began to wonder, could it be that these two people deliberately set up a trap and wanted to kill all these people here?
Of course, this thought just passed by in a flash.
Judging from the respect these people have for the young village owner and the martial arts he just demonstrated, he doesn't need to use fake hands to kill these people.
"If this continues, I'm afraid these people will really die..."
Jiang Ran tilted his head and had no intention of going down to rescue him.
These people are ruthless and are definitely not kind people.
Since I don't know them, there is really no need to take action.
Now that the crisis has been resolved, Li Tianxin is also fighting among the crowd, and there is no need for him to meddle in others' affairs.
That being the case, just wait and see what happens.
Turning his eyes again, he looked at the nameless person.
This person had already stood up. The "Fang Zhi" in his hand was rolled up into a roll, and he was holding it in his hand to watch the situation on the field.
But most of his eyes were on Li Tianxin.
It seems that he is still very concerned about the safety of this 'fellow Taoist'.
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly passed into the field.
The sound was not loud, but it was like a needle pricking into the eardrums of everyone present.
The young master of the village finally removed his gaze from the female swordsman in white, and saw a figure flying out of the tree and flashing into the crowd in an instant.
The changes under his feet are complicated, and there are many people here, but they can't stop him in the slightest.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he was in front of the female swordsman in white in a blink of an eye. His right arm was empty except for a sleeve.
Now his shoulders shook, and the sleeves were wrapped like snakes, wrapping the sword in the woman's hand tightly.
The woman frowned slightly, and the sword energy in her hand surged, trying to smash the sleeve into pieces.
But the person who came didn't give her a chance. She thrust out her left hand and roared out.
Jiang Ran recognized at a glance that the person who took action was the old man who had just destroyed the temple.
At the same time, figure out how this woman should respond.
In his opinion, at this moment, he could either make a desperate move, smash the sleeve to pieces, and then chop off the person's arm.
If you fail to do this even slightly, you will be hit first, and then you will lose everything.
Secondly, you have to slap this person hard!
If it were Jiang Ran, he would definitely choose this way.
His internal strength is close to a hundred years old, and he has never been afraid of competing with his internal strength.
Otherwise, the last resort is to abandon the long sword and retreat first.
Just looking at her martial arts, her entire body should be above the three-foot green edge in her palm. If she abandoned the sword, she would probably be unable to escape from today's situation.
These three thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning.
But he saw that the woman had no choice. She raised her two fingers together like swords and bent them slightly.
Buzz!!!
The sword energy condensed three inches in front of her, but it was indescribably sharp.
The old man's face changed slightly, and the air around him roared. As a result, the rain around him moved with his inner breath, forming a strange rain curtain during this week.
Faintly, there is a boiling state.
At this moment of lightning, the strength contained in one finger and one palm has already touched each other.
The palm power and sword energy spread in all directions.
But it was hard to connect them completely, there was at least half a foot between them!
The stalemate lasted only two or three breaths. The old man raised his eyebrows and there was already a red mark on his palms.
Immediately, he snorted coldly, there was a muffled sound under his feet, and he pushed out with great force, and the woman immediately took three or five steps back.
The long sword in his hand also fell out of the old man's sleeve.
The old man didn't move, but when he looked at the woman, his face didn't look good.
Based on his age and status, this encounter can be said to be a huge defeat.
I couldn’t help but nod my head:
"Okay, okay, really, there are talents from every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.
"The sword leader of this generation of the Danyang Sword Sect is probably you!"
Danyang Sword Sect?
Jiang Ran thought about it for a moment and remembered that he had heard this name at the heroes meeting not long ago.
Dao Yizong and Danyang Sword Sect... should both be one of the sects inherited from the Zhengxin Sect back then.
This woman is actually from the Danyang Sword Sect?
This level of skill is truly extraordinary.
The woman's face was as cold as frost, and her eyes were calm from beginning to end. She looked at the old man in front of her and said softly:
"who are you?"
The old man's face darkened again and he chuckled:
"You are not qualified to know!"
After saying this, he suddenly turned his palm over, and his palm was suddenly red.
This touch of red seemed to spread all over his body from his palm in an instant.
The whole body seems to be enveloped in a layer of scorching sun!
The surrounding temperature suddenly soared, causing rain and mist to evaporate.
Li Tianxin couldn't help being stunned when he saw this:
"[Fire Yang Divine Art]! You are the 'Yang Lord' Duguyu!"
"Junior does have some knowledge!"
Dugu Yu glanced at Li Tianxin, and his body suddenly moved together, heading straight for the woman in white.
The woman in white had no expression on her face, but there was a faint sword light in her eyes.
The breath in the whole body was concentrated a little, and the long sword in his hand was drawn horizontally, and then suddenly pointed out, and his body was like a shuttle flying across the sun, following the sword.
In an instant, they were already in front of that round of 'scorching sun', but the direction of the sword's edge was blocked by a strong energy, making it difficult to advance at all.
Not only that, the long sword in her palm began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was about to melt.
Seeing this, Jiang Ran couldn't help but sit up straight.
He knew that besides Yangjun Duguyu, there was also an old lady who was very agile.
Just as I was thinking about this, I heard a chuckle:
"Duguyu, after so many years of not seeing you, you are getting more and more aggressive, and you actually came here to bully a little girl."
This voice was in the crowd, but it changed its position eighteen times in one sentence.
When the last word fell, it was exactly behind the woman in white.
I saw a man wearing colorful clothes, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, slowly stretched out his palm and stamped it behind the woman in white.
The woman in white was shaken all over, and the long sword in her palm was forced to retreat in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, a loud bang was heard!
The sword energy and an extremely hot inner breath spread all over the place in an instant.
The people around them were forced back one after another. Those with strong martial arts took three or five steps back, while those with weaker martial arts sat on the ground on the spot.
Again, he was vomiting blood and was seriously injured.
Duguyu flicked his sleeves and looked up at the person behind the woman in white, as if he didn't dare to recognize him.
After a moment, he tentatively spoke:
"Are you...an unknown scholar?"
"I haven't seen you for so many years. Is Brother Dugu still okay?"
Dao Wuming slightly cupped his fists and looked at Li Tianxin again:
"Fellow Taoist, we meet again."
Li Tianxin frowned slightly and did not respond.
The skill of keeping a cold face is no less than that of the woman in white.