Lei Zhen's eyes showed surprise: "You took one punch from me and you're not dead yet."
"But, give me another punch and try."
Lei Zhen took a step forward, his figure was like lightning, and he bullied him away.
"You dare."
Chen Yuan suddenly turned around and stared at Lei Zhen. With a flick of her finger, a golden jade talisman bloomed out of thin air.
Bang!
Lei Zhen punched the jade talisman.
With a click, the jade talisman collapsed.
Lei Zhen's face turned pale, he fell back several feet, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth.
"It's interesting."
"If you have the ability, bring out another jade talisman."
Lei Zhen looked angry and was actually hurt.
He smiled coldly and attacked again.
Ye Ming suddenly burst into flames, and a brilliant sword light shot through the sky and earth, piercing people's eyes.
Chen Ling couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.
"One sword contains tens of thousands of changes, and the many sword intentions are blended together, and they don't even distinguish between you and me."
"It's comparable to a late-stage prince's blow."
Chen Ling was surprised again.
boom!
Ye Ming flew upside down again, spitting blood from his mouth.
Lei Zhen paused for a moment, stepped forward angrily, rolled up his sleeves, pushed the girl away and punched her hard.
Seeing this, Chen Ling's eyes flashed and he flicked his finger.
Bang!
Lei Zhen was shocked, and flew out with a mouthful of blood. He looked around in horror: "Who? Who is it?"
Chen Ling raised his eyes and said calmly: "Enough is enough."
"Get out of here."
One after another glances came over.
Lei Zhen swallowed, he didn't notice at all.
Looking at Chen Ling, the latter looked more like a fog, making his scalp numb.
"Walk."
Lei Zhen gritted his teeth and got up in embarrassment and ran away.
Chen Yuan quickly mixed Ye Ming up.
"Brother, how are you?"
The girl's eyes were red and tears were rolling in her eyes.
"fine."
Ye Ming spat, chuckled, then looked at Chen Ling and said respectfully: "Thank you, senior, for the rescue."
senior?
When did you become a senior yourself?
Chen Ling sighed for a while and chuckled: "It's nothing, I just don't want to see a swordsman genius die unexpectedly."
"Which sect are you from? With such a level of cultivation, it is not easy to be able to develop such a swordsmanship."
Chen Ling asked thoughtfully.
Ye Ming hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "There is no sect. My junior sister and I have been practicing with the master since we were young. This time I heard that the extraordinary battle in Tianyun Palace has started, so the master asked me to try it."
No family or sect?
That is Xianyun Yehe.
Chen Ling was slightly surprised.
It is probably not easy for Xianyun Yehe to be able to teach such a disciple.
"Thank you, senior."
Chen Yuan said respectfully to Chen Ling.
Chen Ling smiled, waved his hand and said, "Sit there and recover quickly."
The two sat down quickly.
Chen Ling looked at Ye Ming silently.
The foundation is quite strong. Judging from the two swords just now, they are both top-notch in the realm of lords.
"Hey, how can Brother Chen be so carefree?"
"When you arrive outside Tianyun City, you don't enter the city. Instead, you just relax here?"
A surprised laugh suddenly came.
This made Ye Ming and Chen Yuan both look up.
Ye Ming's pupils shrank, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
Sword repair.
The moment the other party approached, he felt it.
"Brother Huangfu."
"Why are you here?"
Chen Ling couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the person coming.
He didn't expect to meet Huangfu Yun here.
"I just arrived and I found you."
Huangfu Yun came over and sat down.
Chen Ling smiled and said, "What are you doing in the city? I heard it's very chaotic inside, and I don't want to get involved."
Huangfu Yun's eyes flashed and he said: "That's good, let's be a companion."
Chen Ling suddenly laughed.
"By the way, I just found a good candidate who is also a sword cultivator."
Chen Ling said suddenly.
"oh?"
Huangfu Yun raised his eyebrows and glanced directly at Ye Ming.
He was aware of it, but the latter was too weak, so he didn't pay much attention.
Upon seeing this, his expression suddenly changed slightly.
Ye Ming was stared at like this, his heart twitched and he suddenly became nervous.
It feels very scary, even scarier than facing Master.
"There is no school, no sect, only one master." Chen Ling said in a message.
He could tell that Huangfu Yun must have seen something.
As sword cultivators, our feelings for each other are clearer than those of outsiders.
"What's your master's name?"
Huangfu Yun asked directly.
Ye Ming swallowed and said nervously: "Zhao, Zhao Wuyi."
"Zhao Wuyi?"
Huangfu Yun frowned, he had never heard of it at all.
After pondering for a moment, he smiled slowly and said, "Show me your sword and let me see."
"Use your strongest sword."
Ye Ming hesitated.
Chen Ling smiled and said: "Don't worry, this person has an extraordinary status. If he can be chosen, the benefits will be huge."
Ye Ming glanced at Chen Ling, gritted his teeth, and stood up quickly.
"Senior brother, your injury."
Chen Yuan suddenly became anxious and glared at Chen Ling with dissatisfaction.
"It's okay."
Ye Ming shook his head slightly, walked to the open space, and slowly closed his eyes.
Huangfu Yun and Chen Ling both stared at it carefully.
After ten breaths, Ye Ming suddenly opened his eyes.
His whole body became energetic and suddenly changed.
Boundless and majestic.
It seems like a huge rock, but it has no sharp edge and is round and flawless.
Ye Ming swept it down with a sword.
Just like fallen leaves fluttering, in an instant, the air circulates, and invisible momentum and intention condense.
A sword brand is in the air.
Poof!
The air was torn apart and rippled violently.
Ye Ming stood with his sword in hand, his body trembling, and he looked at Huangfu Yun nervously.
Huangfu Yun took a deep breath and said word by word: "Pan Shi Wu Feng Sword, Zhao Wuyi, you are the successor of Yi Sword Dao."
Ye Ming's pupils shrank and he whispered: "Senior, you, you actually know Yi Jian Dao?"
According to his master, there are basically very few people in the entire primitive world who know the three words of Yi Jian Dao.
Yi Jian Dao?
Chen Ling was so surprised that he glanced at Huangfu Yun. Looking at the latter's expression, it seemed that Yi Jian Dao had a good background.
Huangfu Yun said slowly: "I didn't expect to meet the successor of Yi Sword Dao. Yi Sword Dao was a major sect in ancient times. It was extremely tyrannical in terms of sword Dao."
"It's a pity that the number of disciples was not strong, and they eventually declined and became extinct thousands of years ago."
"Speaking of which, it also has some connections with our Sword Ruins."
"Sword Ruins?"
"Senior, is he a descendant of Jianxu?"
Ye Ming's eyes widened, as if he had seen a legendary figure. (To be continued)