Yang Ye is not sure, but what is certain is that this little girl Tianxiu is really extraordinary.
This is a little girl that even the tower spirit is afraid of.
Of course, at this moment, her relationship with Ta Ling is already very good, and Xiaobai's contribution is not small.
After learning that she could not practice cultivation, Tianxiu became a little depressed.
Xiaobai came to Tianxiu and waved his little paw.
On the side, Yang Ye smiled and said: "Xiao Bai is right. Although you can't practice, she and I will protect you. As long as we are here, no one can hurt you."
A smile appeared on Tianxiu's face again, and the previous depression was gone.
Many times, a child is just a piece of blank paper. Whatever an adult writes will determine what she will become in the future. At this time, Tianxiu has been brought up by a novice and can only act cute.
Inside the Hongmeng Tower, ten days later.
Yang Ye left Hongmeng Tower on the eleventh day because at this moment, a guest came.
He is a young monk.
The monk walked up to Yang Ye, bowed slightly to Yang Ye, and then sat cross-legged in front of Yang Ye, "Almsgiver Yang, little monk Zhiyan, I came here today to ask for advice from Almsgiver Yang."
"Determine life and death, or decide victory or defeat?" Yang Ye said.
Zhiyan was silent for a moment, and then said: "Donor Yang has too much murderous aura, which is probably not a good thing."
Yang Ye smiled and said: "Master Zhiyan, have you ever killed anyone?"
Zhiyan nodded, "Of course there are, but they are all people who deserve to be killed. The young monk doesn't feel the slightest bit guilty in his heart for killing them."
Yang Ye shrugged, and then said: "To me, the people I killed are also people who deserve to be killed. For me, I don't feel any guilt at all when I kill them. So, is there any difference between you and me?
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Zhiyan glanced at Yang Ye, and then said: "Donor Yang is really good at speaking. However, from Donor Yang's point of view, our competition today is a matter of life and death, or a decisive battle between victory and defeat."
Yang Ye smiled and said: "I don't care."
Zhiyan nodded slightly, "Donor Yang, you are a sword cultivator. It just so happens that I also have some research on swordsmanship. Today, let's have a sword show, how about it?"
"Are you the Sword Buddha?" Yang Ye said.
Zhiyan said: "I didn't expect that Donor Yang had also heard of Xiao Monk."
Yang Ye said: "Okay, let's not waste time. Come on!"
Zhiyan nodded, then he spread his hands, and a golden bowl appeared in his palm. In an instant, the golden bowl trembled violently, and then turned into a golden light and enveloped the temple.
At this moment, Yang Ye felt that the temple had become impregnable.
Zhiyan stood up slowly, "Donor Yang, I have gained some insights into kendo recently. I think that in kendo, the simpler, the better. Swords don't need to be so complicated, what do you think?"
Yang Ye said: "I'm on the contrary. I think sometimes it still needs to be a little more complicated."
"oh?"
Zhiyan glanced at Yang Ye, "Then I'm somewhat looking forward to it."
The voice fell, and he suddenly pointed towards Yang Ye.
To refer to the sword!
Sword intent!
Yang Ye felt the endless sword intent coming towards him, and when these sword intent came to him, they gathered into one. At this moment, the power of this sword intent increased by an unknown number of levels.
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Yang Ye didn't dodge, but also made a point.
At this point, Zhiyan did not feel any sword intention or sword energy. However, when Yang Ye's finger pointed on his sword intention, Zhiyan's face suddenly changed.
boom!
Zhiyan's sword intent disappeared instantly, and Yang Ye's finger had already reached Zhiyan's eyebrows.
Zhiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, twirled the sword finger of his right hand slightly, and then his whole body turned into a sword light and moved back a few feet. Although this distance was short, it just missed Yang Ye's finger.
Zhiyan glanced at Yang Ye, and then said: "It's awesome to use some Arrancar!"
Yang Ye said: "Stop testing, just do it for real."
Zhiyan nodded, "How about we only compete with swords, not Qi?"
Working on basic skills!
Yang Ye understood what the other party meant and did not refuse. He nodded, "Come."
As Yang Ye's voice fell, Zhiyan appeared in front of Yang Ye. At this moment, in Zhiyan's hand, he held a silver long sword, which was almost 30% longer than an ordinary sword and much thinner than an ordinary sword.
And this sword was pointed directly at Yang Ye's chest. There was no mysterious fluctuation, it was just a simple sword.
When the sword reached a few inches in front of Yang Ye's chest, Yang Ye's sword suddenly struck out, instead of defending, it stabbed straight into Zhiyan's chest.
Trade injury for injury!
This sword made Na Zhiyan a little surprised, because he did not expect Yang Ye to do this. The time Yang Ye chose happened to be the point where he could not withdraw his sword and return to defense. Therefore, now he has no way to retreat.
To retreat, we can only exchange injuries with Yang Ye.
Bang bang!
As two muffled sounds rang out, the two of them stepped back several feet at the same time.
Both of them are fine!
The clothes on Zhiyan's chest were torn to pieces, but underneath the clothes was golden skin, as dazzling as gold.
Golden body!
Buddhist golden body!
In the distance, Yang Ye said: "I didn't expect that you are also a sword and body practitioner!"
Zhiyan said: "Of course, otherwise, how could I dare to fight you up close?"
As soon as the words fell, his whole person disappeared in place again. At the same time, a sword had reached the position of Yang Ye's throat. However, the sword stopped when it was almost half an inch away from Yang Ye's throat.
Because Yang Ye's left hand directly held the blade of the sword, but at the next moment, Zhiyan's right hand turned slightly, and the sword broke away from Yang Ye's hand and stabbed Yang Ye's throat.
laugh!
A sound of tearing air sounded in the field.
Zhiyan's face changed slightly, he turned around and struck.
boom!
A sound of explosion suddenly resounded in the temple. Inside the temple, the two people retreated again. But this time, Yang Ye chose to take the initiative to attack.
What is the most important thing in a fight? Many people say that it is skill and strength. In fact, in Yang Ye's view, the most important thing is ruthlessness.
If you are ruthless enough, you can crush the opponent with your momentum.
Yang Ye didn't do this deliberately, but he was so cruel in his heart. His childhood experience told him that people can be bullied for being kind. As a person, you can have a kind heart, but you can't be too kind. In this society, many people are not
They dare to bully bad people, but they dare to bully good people. Why? Because good people are easy to bully. So, at that time, he learned one thing, if a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm!
Yang Ye appeared in front of Zhiyan, and he stabbed at Zhiyan crazily with one sword after another. Each sword stabbed Zhiyan's vitals, but he himself did not choose to defend. In this case,
Na Zhiyan did not dare to defend himself, and started the fiercest close combat with Yang Ye.
Although both of their physical defenses are extremely strong, their swords are stronger and both can break through the other's defense.
Blood splattered everywhere!
As time passed little by little, what started out as an equal tie in the field gradually turned into a unilateral suppression by Yang Ye.
Yang Ye is like a wild beast, getting stronger as he fights.
Half an hour later!
boom!
As a loud noise sounded, a figure flew out directly, and this time it flew directly into the wall.
boom!
At this moment, the entire temple trembled. This figure was none other than Zhiyan. However, as soon as he landed, he stood up again. However, at this time, Yang Ye had already appeared in front of him, and then
He raised his knees and hit Zhiyan's chest.
boom!
Zhiyan was knocked against the wall again, but Yang Ye didn't give Zhiyan a chance this time. He stamped his right foot violently, and with the help of the force from the ground, Yang Ye's whole body directly hit Zhiyan's body.
boom!
Zhiyan was knocked against the wall again...
Because of the golden bowl, although both of them were extremely powerful, they did not cause any damage to the temple. And the battle continued. Yang Ye now not only used his sword, but also his fists.
It should be the whole body.
As long as he fights hand to hand, his whole body will be his weapon!
I don't know how long it took.
boom!
As a muffled sound sounded in the venue, the entire temple fell silent instantly.
Yang Ye was standing, but Zhiyan was already lying down.
Yang Ye did not kill him, so that Zhiyan is still alive. However, his golden body has been broken by Yang Ye.
Yang Ye glanced at Zhiyan, who had become a bloody man, and then turned around and walked out of the temple. Outside the temple, stood a middle-aged monk, the same monk who brought him in in the first place.
The middle-aged monk put his hands together and bowed slightly to Yang Ye, "Thank you, donor Yang, for showing mercy!"
In a fair duel, if Yang Ye kills him, there is nothing he can do to stop him.
These are the rules, the rules between the four families!
Yang Ye nodded slightly, "Master, can I go?"
"I'm afraid I can't!" said the middle-aged monk.
Yang Ye smiled and said, "Are you sure you want me to stay?"
The middle-aged monk said: "There is some grudge between Donor Yang and my Buddhist family. This grudge must be settled, right?"
Yang Ye said: "There is indeed some grudge. Well, how does the Buddhist family want to resolve it?"
The middle-aged monk was silent for a few breaths, and then said: "I heard that Donor Yang killed a saint in the military world. I, a Buddhist saint, don't believe it. Therefore, I want to see it with my own eyes. I wonder if Donor Yang is willing?"
saint!
Buddhists also need to send out saints.
Sending out the saint meant that it was no longer a competition, but an attempt to kill Yang Ye.
He wants to kill someone!
After thinking about this, Yang Ye shook his head and smiled. Sure enough, this trip to Buddhism will not be so smooth.
After retracting his thoughts, Yang Ye looked at the middle-aged monk and said, "I am willing, very willing. However, this time, I will only fight to the death, and I will not give up until I die."