With a move of Li Ye's hand, Lu Gujian flew back into his hand. He stood on a piece of broken wood holding the sword, and looked around sternly.
In response to Chen Jianghe's call, the monks who were encircling from all sides saw Chen Jianghe's body separated, and all their forward movements stopped suddenly, as if they had cast a fixing spell on someone.
They looked at the scene in front of them in surprise, and they didn't dare to rush forward again.
"This... Mr. Chen, is this... defeated?" Someone swallowed
"Not only lost, but also dead..."
"Chen Laoxiu is a high-strength man who has traveled the rivers and lakes for decades. He has never seen any scenes. How can he say that he died? This..."
"Old Chen is really dead, his head has been moved, how can he not die!"
They looked at Li Ye full of fear, looked at each other, and they all stepped back step by step in unison. Even Chen Jianghe died under Li Ye's hands. How could they be Li Ye's opponents? Especially when they touched Li Ye's cold eyes, they trembled and retreated in all directions.
"Old Chen is dead, the mission failed, let's go!"
"If you don't leave, you will die!"
"The wind is tight, shit!"
On the bank of the river, under the willow tree, Liu Zhiyan stood up all of a sudden, staring at the river intently, her face full of disbelief, the ugly husband trembled, because he was too surprised and moved too much, he fell directly from the tree.
"This guy... actually won?" Liu Zhiyan stared at Li Ye, "How could he win?"
The ugly man fell badly, but he completely forgot about the pain. He struggled to get up from the ground, stretched his neck, and looked at the river like Liu Zhiyan, as if he wanted to see Li Ye clearly.
...
The fire of the iron stove is still on, and the fire has not been extinguished. This is the only light on the hill, and the ordinary seems extraordinary.
Liu Dazheng and the Taoist stood outside the gate of the courtyard, looking at the man in green robe in front of him, hesitating.
Because the waiting time was a bit long, the Taoist finally couldn't bear his temper and was about to make a move. He winked at Liu Dazheng and decided to give it a go.
As the strongest disciple of Zhongnan Mountain, the Taoist would not allow himself to accept the result of the failure of the mission without giving it a try, even if the person in front of him may indeed have reached that level of cultivation.
Liu Dazheng nodded slowly. As a master, he has arrogance, which was cultivated by stepping on the shoulders of countless people. This kind of arrogance, or self-esteem, does not allow him to be timid before fighting, and admit defeat before making a move.
Daoist and Liu Dazheng had flames in their eyes, which was their fighting spirit.
But just when the two of them were determined to make a move, the gray-haired man in green robe suddenly said, "Here we come."
"Who's here?" The Taoist was slightly startled.
"I!"
At this time, the dense branches of the trees around the courtyard parted from the middle, and someone came from the top of the tree on the wind. It was a swordsman with a snow-white long sword on his back, wearing a spotless white robe with gold trim, and a star and moon pattern drawn with gold thread on his chest. The white-robed Taoist fell beside the green-robed man and looked at Liu Dazheng and the Taoist. His eyebrows were sharp, which showed that he was a determined person. His eyes were small, which made his eyes look a little deep. The pole stands straight, which shows that he has the ambition to bend rather than bend.
He opened his mouth and announced his name in a proud tone: "Nangong No. 1!"
This is a person who will be proud of his name, which shows that the owner of this name has had brilliant deeds in the past, and it has been known and admired by many people. This name makes him sit up straight.
Seeing Nangong No. 1 carrying the Sword of Insects on his back, Liu Dazheng and the Taoist looked solemn.
Obviously, even if they haven't met this person, they still know the weight of this name.
Nangong took a look at the iron furnace for the first time and exclaimed: "Not bad!"
He glanced at the green-robed Taoist next to him again, frowning slightly, and there was a strangeness in his eyes, which showed that he did not know this person.
But he still praised: "Not bad!"
Because, like Liu Dazheng and Taoist, he felt the sense of desolation and loneliness in the gray-haired and green-robed man.
"Nangong No. 1, what are you doing here?" The Taoist looked alert, his fingers on his right hand moved slightly, as if he was ready to strike at any moment.
"For you." Nangong first looked at the Taoist.
The Taoist sneered: "So I am so important that I can work for the top master of the Qin Tianjian?"
Nangong No. 1 raised his jaw slightly: "You are not that important."
These words were very blunt, even with arrogance, which made the Taoist very unhappy, and he sullenly asked, "What do you know?"
"I should know, of course I can't hide it from me." Nangong No. 1 snorted coldly, "For example, Niu Shou Mountain Sanqing Temple once had a pond of green lotus."
The Taoist's heart moved, his brows and eyes became darker, and his expression became more alert: "What do you want?"
"Take you back, ask me to understand." Nangong said first.
The Taoist sneered and said, "It's really time for you to come..." He glanced in the direction of Weishui, "Nangong No. 1, haven't you always been arrogant? Now you are willing to be King An's lackey?"
Nangong No. 1 sneered and didn't bother to answer.
On the contrary, Liu Dazheng frowned, looked at the Taoist with a bad expression, "Who do you say is King An's lackey?"
"I'm talking about King Xin'an, not Old King An!" The Taoist knew that he had slipped his words, and quickly explained, and then his face darkened, "Now is not the time for us to distinguish between this matter!"
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Liu Dazheng snorted coldly, "If you dare to slander King An again, although I have already agreed to this matter, you don't want me to do it!"
The Taoist complexion became even uglier.
"Liu Dazheng, the number one swordsman in the Central Plains?" Nangong First looked at Liu Dazheng, slightly startled, "How did you become so dark? I almost couldn't recognize him."
Liu Dazheng has no intention of looking back at the old relationship: "Stop talking nonsense!"
"I forgot, you are also a disciple of Zhongnanshan." Nangong first stretched out his hand, "Okay! If that's the case, let's do it!" The momentum of Liu Dazheng and the Taoist climbed suddenly.
The gray-haired man in green robe turned around, and Liu Dazheng and the Taoist saw that the man's face was ordinary, but his face was weathered, like a traveler who had driven a long journey, which made him look even more Elusive.
He glanced at Nangong No.1, and said bluntly: "One against two, you can't win."
Nangong Yi took a look at the man, but found that he didn't know this person, which made him feel strange. Qin Tianjian was in charge of the Taoist sect in the world, and it was unreasonable for Nangong Yi to have no impression of a person whose cultivation had reached the level of a man.
Nangong No.1 was even more surprised by this man's cultivation level, because he really hadn't heard of anyone who had reached the realm of a real person.
"You want to help me?" Nangong asked first.
The green-robed man looked at Liu Dazheng: "Leave this person to me."
Nangong No.1: "Okay! Let's do it!"
"One more thing." The green-robed man said.
Nangong No. 1 lowered his face: "Can you finish it all at once?"
The green-robed man looked at the iron stove: "This hut looks pretty good."
"That's right." Nangong Yi took another look at the cottage, turned to the Taoist and said, "Then let's go down the mountain and fight!"
The Taoist sneered and said, "I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"
They turned around together, took two steps, and stopped again. Nangong first looked at the man in green robe: "Why don't you leave?"
The green-robed man said lightly, "I don't have to go."
The meaning of what he said was that with his strength, if he wanted to take down Liu Dazheng, there would be no disturbance at all, and the house would not be destroyed.
Nangong No. 1's expression changed: "Do you really have the cultivation base of a real person?"
The man in green robe didn't say much.
Nangong No.1 and the Taoist didn't ask any more questions, they both jumped up and left on the treetops.
Liu Dazheng looked at the man in green robe, and was silent for a moment: "I suddenly feel that you are very familiar."
"Oh?" The green-robed man responded lightly.
Liu Dazheng clenched the kitchen knife tightly: "I don't know your face, nor your temperament. I didn't think of anyone when I saw you, but I just felt familiar. So, who are you? Nangong No. 1, it's your name. here?"
The green-robed man said: "If you can defeat me, I will tell you."
Liu Dazheng shot suddenly.
Holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he slashed at the man in green robe.
The saber energy is five feet.
As soon as the saber aura appeared, the stern wind howled violently, and the surrounding trees all fell to the other side, as if a huge hurricane was born from Liu Dazheng's feet, and they would break apart in the next moment.
At the courtyard gate behind Liu Dazheng, fine dust shot out, smoke filled the air, and the hut creaked unbearably, as if it would collapse in the next moment and be shattered into powder.
The saber energy came to the man in green robe.
The man in the green robe didn't move.
He raised his hand and pressed down from the air.
So the wind stopped, the trees were upright, the house was quiet, and the knife energy dispersed.
The kitchen knife is directly broken into powder.
Liu Dazheng couldn't move.