Luo Qingyi and Lin Danxin are the main targets of attack under the sword.

Above the ground, a flat round mirror, like a dark and deep pool water, without any weight.

Luo Qingyi and Lin Danxin had no ability to react at all, so they fell into the mirror abyss again.

Nangong Ye looked back slightly and looked at the clear and resolute eyes in the darkness, as if there was a hint of interest.

The Emperor of Chu was clearly the weakest in cultivation, and his cultivation was only the Soul Condensation Realm.

Although he was not under his home attack, under the influence of his Mirror Demon Sword Aura, he covered his wound and did not fall down.

The mind is very firm.

The corners of his mouth curled coldly, and he was about to close his eyes and kill the two Ye family women under the Jingyuan with his thoughts.

At this moment, a sudden sound rang out, breaking the silence and darkness.

clatter……

A crisp sound of a bamboo pole gently tapping on the ground...

Ordinary blue bamboo poles have become the only color in the darkness.

Then the tip of the bamboo pole touched the ground instantly... the swallowed light and the rising sun were returned again.

Plop! Plop! Two sounds.

Luo Qingyi, Lin Danxin and the colorful tiger fell out of the darkness, covered in sword wounds.

Lin Danxin is the main method of controlling beasts. He is timid and afraid of pain. He has always fought against others and is rarely injured.

Now that the sword is covered with wounds, it immediately hurts like a little girl sucking tears, and she is sobbing with tears in her eyes and is lying on the ground and unable to move.

Although Luo Qingyi is younger than her, she is much stronger than her.

She supported her body with the Chengying Sword, half-kneeled in the snow, her slightly scattered black hair hangs like a waterfall, covering her blood-stained face.

She looked down at the blood-stained snow under her and chuckled.

Those beautiful and clear eyes rarely show emotions.

But at this moment, she heard the crisp sound of the bamboo pole lying on the ground, and a faint smile appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The little prince in her family is indeed amazing. He picked up a blind scholar who came home on the side of the road. Who would have thought that he was a master in the Tongyuan Realm?

Is he so afraid that he knows that Ye Yin is in charge in the small manor?

Nangong Ye suddenly turned around, and it was time to see who caused the sound.

A green bamboo pole broke through the wind and gently tapped on the mirror magic sword in his hand.

It was clearly just a green and crisp bamboo that hit the Mirror Demon Sword, but a whine sound of gold and iron stinging the periosteum burst out.

The dark sword almost broke out.

Not only that, Nangong Ye, who was standing in mid-air, felt that the green bamboo contained extremely violent but also a strange power mixed with a hint of gentle aura.

The power followed the sword in his hand, then passed to his arm, then spread throughout his body, and finally his body was shocked!

He fell from mid-air with a bang.

A deeper pit appeared on the ground.

Nangong Ye did not fall down, but stood in a deep pit with a little embarrassed look.

In front of him, the mirror magic sword that was coming out of his hand was inserted diagonally.

He stared at the blind scholar standing beside the Youjing well.

He was still wearing a slightly white-washed blue shirt, which could be seen vaguely. Some cheap cotton stuffed under the blue shirt that resisted the wind and cold, which made him look a little bloated and ridiculous.

I was wearing a pair of cloth shoes with thread on my feet, and even patch marks could be seen on the toe.

You can smell the sour smell of poverty emanating from his body from afar.

But it was such a poor and blind scholar who could not see any trace of cultivation power, who shot him down from the sky with one blow.

He reached out and made a move towards the sky. The extremely ordinary green bamboo turned around in the air, drew a beautiful blue arc, and returned to his palm.

A loud...

The bamboo pole is located here, as if waiting for something.

Nangong Ye covered his frustrated chest and his eyes fixedly locked at the scholar.

The power of the soul was greatly expanded, and he was crazily exploring his background and cultivation.

But in the end, the power of the soul was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response at all.

"Who are you?!" I found out that I had no results and could only ask.

Ye Yin did not answer his words, but did not ignore him.

Instead, he held the green bamboo and bowed to him slightly, then faced Murong Heng's direction, and said in a gentle and polite tone.

"Miss Murong is seriously injured, so it's better to go down and bandage the wound first. Just leave it to Ye."

Murong Heng covered the wound on his abdomen with a pale face and murmured open his lips.

This poor scholar who is often ignored by her on weekdays is really a master!

Love, this small manor is really a place where you can hide and hide.

She lowered her head in shame, feeling that her eyesight was not as good as that of the young prince.

In fact, a few months ago, when Mr. Ye was able to trick the stupid Kunlun slaves into successfully refining weapons, she should have discovered that he was a good person.

But she really couldn't connect a master with a useless scholar who almost drowned in the well water when he drew water.

At this moment, she didn't even recover.

She nodded in confusion, then carefully avoided the boy who fainted, left the battlefield, and returned to her room.

Ye Yin faced Luo Qingyi again and said seriously: "Miss Luo is already in a serious condition, so it is not advisable to fight again."

Luo Qingyi waved his hand, then put his sword away and sat on the ground, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm also very interested in the duel between experts. If I don't participate in the battle, just watch the battle."

Lin Danxin looked sad, clenched her fists and kept slapping the snow. She stared at Luo Qingyi and said angrily.

"I don't want to watch the game when you watch the game. It hurts. Take out the five-spun paste you have recently refined."

Luo Qingyi held his chin and looked at the battlefield without twisting his head, saying, "I will not be able to bear the pain even more if I don't suffer at a young age. I will only be considered as a training session."

Obviously, she had no intention of taking out Wusan ointment to relieve her pain.

Nangong Ye looked at Ye Yin patiently, waiting for the answer he wanted.

Ye Yin held the green bamboo in his hand slightly and said calmly: "I am twenty-one years old this year. Three years ago, I broke the realm of Tongyuan. At that time, I was the youngest Tongyuan master on the Jiuzhou Continent."

His tone was as plain as water, without any sensation and pride, just as if a scholar was studying, he should have a pen and write.

Nangong Ye remained silent, his facial expression seemed to be unchanged for thousands of years without emotion.

But only he himself knew that the cold sweat oozing from his back soaked his clothes.

He is twenty-one this year, three years ago...that means that he had already achieved success at the age of nineteen.

Three years ago, Wu Ying had not yet passed the Yuan Dynasty, but had become the number one person in Jiuzhou.

It turned out that before Wu Ying, he had already had the youngest Tongyuan Realm in the world.

It’s just that this record was broken by Wu Ying again three years later.

But even so, Nangong Ye could not deny the greatness of the blind scholar in front of him.

So he bent down slightly to express his etiquette towards this powerful opponent.

Ye Yin couldn't see it, but could feel his movements. He did not stop him, but continued.

"I know that Wu Ying is now facing the Breaking Mirror Tongyuan. He was seventeen years old and everyone calls him the No. 1 person in the world, but... I don't think so."

When talking about Wu Ying, the Yue Kingdom who had broken the mirror two years ago, Ye Yin did not have any frustration or jealousy on his face, but continued to tell the story calmly.

That tone seemed to be saying, everyone praised the perverted Wu Ying who was as fearful as a tiger, but it was not as amazing as everyone thought.

Nangong Ye, whose clothes were soaked in cold sweat, calmed down, and a faint sarcasm appeared in his deep eyes.

"Mr. I mean, Wu Ying is not as great as you, a hidden gentleman? And his so-called title of the No. 1 person in the ages is nothing more than a false reputation? A person as arrogant as a gentleman does not look like a person who is willing to be mediocre. How could he show the sharpness of the green bamboo now?"

Ye Yin shook his head and said, "I am not compared to Wu Ying. The titles in this world are all false names. Conceited or mediocre is just the judgment of the world. The reason why Qingzhu shows off her sharpness is because you have come to a place you shouldn't come and hurt people you shouldn't be hurt."

His tone was slow and serious, and he was not as angry as a passionate boy in the world, and he could not even hear any coldness in his tone.
Chapter completed!