Long!
There was a thunder in the sky, and the dark clouds came over the top, and the bright moon was deeply buried by the dark clouds.
Ye Qingxuan's quick steps suddenly stopped, and a strange sense of touch arose leisurely.
Then a building blocked him, and Ye Qingxuan quickly tore off the human skin on his face, revealing his true face, and when he flew to a roof again, the surrounding figures surrounded him.
The identity of that mysterious person cannot be found out today, and now Ye Qingxuan needs to get rid of the group of masters in front of him.
There were six masters who besieged him, the leaders of which were Zhao Fengchan and Shi Zhoubadaozhai, and the other four knew "Double Flying Scythe" Dai Jueyun, "Broken Golden Sword" Chang Ruxin, and the two unknowns. Two, a man and a woman, the man has a "nine-section whip" in his hand, and the woman is about 30 years old, with a pair of mandarin ducks and double sabers in her hands.
If Ye Qingxuan's expectations are correct, these two are also two of the "Thirteen Taibaos of the Fengyun League".
Zhao Fengchan, who was in the lead, smiled loudly, took a step forward, and said, "Fortunately, Mr. Dongyuan is very knowledgeable. He knew that someone would be staring at my Yingzhou Hotel, so he escorted me all the way. It's just that I never expected that this was originally laid out randomly. A big net actually caught a big fish like you, Ye Qingxuan, God really treats me fairly!"
Ye Qingxuan secretly called it unlucky, he only cared about following that masked mysterious man all the way, but he didn't expect to be rounded up in turn.
"Broken Golden Sword" Chang Ruxin took a step forward, and hissed: "Your surname Ye, seeing that you can't fly with wings today, quickly pay back my fifth senior brother's life!"
Wu Taibao's "Autumn Water Sword" Yin Chengtian was killed by Ye Qingxuan himself in the Fulong Temple battle that ended not long ago, so he forged a life-and-death enmity with everyone in the Fengyun League.
"Whoosh! Are you Ye Qingxuan?" Shi Zhou pulled out the samurai sword from his waist, glared at Ye Qingxuan angrily and asked, "Do you know this sword?"
Ye Qingxuan let out an "oh" and said with a smile: "Famous knife, Zefeng? I've seen it before. Who are you from Shizhou Pingjiulang?"
"That's right, Shizhou Pingjiulang is my younger brother. He was not good at learning and died at the hands of your brother Zhan Yu, but as an older brother, I must avenge my younger brother to wash away the shame of my Shizhou family. I will take it today." Let your life comfort the soul of my younger brother first!"
"It's interesting." Ye Qingxuan pulled out the Ziwei soft sword from his waist, glanced at Sisi Liu's masters, and said lightly: "But I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"
boom!
A flash of lightning split the silent sky, black clouds rushed away, and the sky was dark.
The strong wind before the approaching storm blew the long street full of dust, but Ye Qingxuan's clothes remained motionless, like a stone god statue.
"Brother Zhao, let me come first!"
Shi Zhou drew his sword and waved his hand, signaling Zhao Fengchan and others to back off.
But he is gradually moving forward.
The sharpness in the eyes of the two people was sharp, and they confronted each other in the void like magic weapons in their hands.
Ye Qingxuan tightened the Ziwei soft sword in his hand, the sword in his right hand was slanted down thirty degrees, his left hand was behind his back, and he stood proudly.
Shi Zhou's eyes were as sharp as a sword, staring at Ye Qingxuan's eyes, his feet were uneven, his left hand was holding the scabbard, his right hand was firmly pressing the handle of the knife under his ribs, and he was slowly pressing towards Ye Qingxuan with an imposing manner. Like a prehistoric monster, people know that as long as he makes a move, it must be a shocking blow.
Zhao Fengchan and the others had a smirk at the corner of their mouths, and they looked like they were watching the excitement. Since there was Yingzhou's second strategist here, they were naturally happy to be at ease. As long as they kept a close eye on Ye Qingxuan and prevented him from escaping, they would naturally be on time. If there is no opportunity to take Ye Qingxuan's life, even if there is no flaw in the martial arts competition, it will still consume Ye Qingxuan's qi, making it even more impossible for him to escape.
But in the face of crisis, how could Ye Qingxuan let their wishful thinking start
Seeing that Shi Zhou drew his sword in front of him took the third step, Ye Qingxuan suddenly let out a scream, and his body moved forward, fighting for the initiative. The moment Shi Zhou drew his sword and swung his sword, his figure suddenly changed , unexpectedly changed from rushing forward to retreating, "Double Flying Scythe" Dai Jueyun and "Broken Golden Sword" Chang Ruxin rushed towards the rear without any loss of speed.
Before the person arrived, the Ziwei soft sword in his hand had already tapped hundreds of sword qi, and the dense clouds rained down on the opponent.
The light and rain all over the sky are fascinating, and no one can describe the beauty in front of me at this time.
Zhao Fengchan yelled wildly: "Stop him!"
"Double Flying Sickle" Dai Jueyun and "Broken Golden Sword" Chang Ruxin have already experienced Ye Qingxuan's strength, especially Chang Ruxin, who almost died at his hands, and are even more afraid of him. Seeing Ye Qingxuan rushing towards him, he quickly greeted him, stepped back three steps together with Dai Jueyun, avoiding his sharp edge, and at the same time, the two wielded the strongest defensive moves with their weapons, so that Ye Qingxuan could not break through their defense , when Zhao Fengchan or Shi Zhou draws his sword to come, he can be suppressed again.
Almost at the same time, other masters including Zhao Fengchan and Shi Zhou Badao Zhai all rushed towards Ye Qingxuan.
Ye Qingxuan laughed, and touched Dai Jueyun's and Chang Ruxin's swords with the tip of their swords respectively. The two of them suddenly felt a huge force like Mount Tai pressing on them, and they couldn't help but to strike with all their strength, and pushed back.
And the outward force of the two was immediately borrowed by Ye Qingxuan's [Dou Zhuan Xing Yi] martial arts, and the speed of turning around suddenly increased to more than three times the previous speed.
With a sound of "wow", a large expanse of sword energy turned towards Zhao Fengchan and the other four like light rain.
This sword qi is false and real, real and false, and it is hard to tell which sword is threatening and which sword is superficial, but it is impossible to know which sword is attacking oneself and which sword is Orientate others.
And Ye Qingxuan's many years of experience in fighting the enemy has even spread the shield of qi, oppressing the enemy's vision like a strong wind, and using the reflection of the sword light to hide his figure.
So at this time, Ye Qingxuan in front of everyone could not see the slightest real body at all, only the rain of lights and swords filled the sky, taking advantage of the strong wind to press down on them.
The strong wind blows more and more vigorously on the long street, and the sky is full of dust.
Lightning flashes across the sky from time to time.
The sky and the earth are flickering.
Di Bin and Deng Xiu, the inseparable husband and wife masters, have always been proud and arrogant. At the beginning, they didn't pay much attention to Ye Qingxuan, a newcomer. No matter how their fellow disciples praised them, they didn't take it seriously, and even laughed at them to death. Under Ye Qingxuan's sword, Yin Chengtian's cultivation base was reduced.
Unexpectedly, in today's fight, Ye Qingxuan's frightening swordsmanship and unrivaled aura immediately made them feel arrogant. With a lot of light, he took the lead in counterattacking Ye Qingxuan who disappeared in the sword rain.
boom!
There was a flash of lightning, and a thunderbolt struck in midair, illuminating the two retreating figures who had been shaken by Ye Qingxuan.
The storm that had been brewing for a long time filled the sky and the earth in an instant, pouring down.