After passing Qingfeng Town, it was Qingfeng City, the city closest to Nanluo Sect. Ye Jian and the others rushed for a day and stayed directly in Qingfeng City that night.

After ordering some food and replenishing his strength, Ye Jian and Ye Xuan separated and returned to the room to rest early.

With the bright moon in the sky, the entire Qingfeng City became completely quiet.

"Hehe, boy, do you think you can escape?" In the dark corner, the eyes that often encounter gloomy gradually appeared.

Chang Yu's sunken eyes looked at the tallest building in Qingfeng City with fear, and finally gritted his teeth slightly, and his whole figure sank into the darkness.

...

When he came to take the lead the next morning, Ye Jian got up early, washed up briefly, ate some food casually, and then rode on the Black Wind Horse and rushed out of the north gate.

After coming out of the north gate of Qingfeng City, the vision was simply wide open.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the wild wind, and the flat land.

Everything was presented to Ye Jian's eyes. The black wind and horse carried Ye Jian at lightning speed. A kind of heroic feeling arose in his chest. Ye Jian couldn't help but have the urge to roar to the sky. Once upon a time, he had only seen such a scene in the novel. Who would have thought that he was now like a gangster in the novel, traveling to the world alone with a sword, although he had not yet entered the world.

Dada dada dada dada...

Several nearby Jianghu came over on horseback riding horses, "Two young heroes, let's go to the Warcraft Mountains to hunt monsters. How about two?"

Ye Jian's face turned slightly cold, but he did not slow down the speed of the Black Wind Horse.

"Sorry, I have something to do with the next two."

"What's more important than making money? You must know that with our strength, hunting ordinary second-level early-stage monsters is no problem." The leader of the Jianghu, who has a hat on his head, has a scar on his face, and has a cultivation level of 9th level of warrior, is still tempted by the jianghu.

"Sorry, there is still something wrong with the two of you." Ye Jian didn't want to stay too much. He shook the reins with Ye Xuan, and the Black Wind Horse reached the extreme speed and left with dust.

"Boss, why don't you leave these two behind?" After Ye Jian and his two figures disappeared, a martial artist with the eighth level of cultivation asked.

"That boy's aura is restrained and there is a murderous aura all over his body. He is definitely not a good person. We should be careful and subtle, so don't capsize the ship in the gutter." Scar Ke tied the reins and said with a gloomy expression.

"Looking at their outfit, they should be disciples of Nanluo Sect. Tsk, the disciples of the sect are rich and flawless. If they can rob them, they will definitely be free for half a month."

"Don't worry, it's almost the end of the year. Several small sects with a radius of thousands of miles have disciples coming home. There are opportunities. Don't joke with your own life." Scar said confidently.

"I am worthy of being the boss, and my eyes are far-reaching."

"Okay, let's go."

Several people turned their horses and rushed back to Qingfeng City.

A long way ahead, Ye Jian sneered in his heart. He didn't know how many times he had appeared in the novel he had read before. These people really regarded him as the fifth person who knew nothing. It's a pity that they miscalculated.

However, just as Ye Jian and the others were sailing a hundred miles away from Qingfeng City, a gray figure blocked the way they went.

"Hehe, little beast, long time no see."

Chang Yu licked his lips, gave birth to a dry right hand, and knocked away with one palm, blocking the way they went.

"Frequently met?!"

Ye Jian's face did not show any surprise, but Ye Xuan, who was beside him, looked a little worried.

"Chang...Chang Deacon, what did you stop us from doing?"

"Hehe." Chang Yu sneered, "What are you doing? Of course I came to take your life." He also licked his lips.

"Ye Xuan, you will leave later." Ye Jian turned his head and said softly to Ye Xuan beside him.

"No, he is in the early stage of the Condensation Realm. Do you want to block him alone? Then you will die." Ye Xuan felt a little anxious. If she returned to Qingfeng City now to ask the city's sect masters to help, it would be too late.

Chang Yu considered that there were masters of the Nanluo Sect stationed in Qingfeng City, so he chose the plain a hundred miles away from the Nanluo Sect to Queye Jian.

"Go away!"

Ye Jian roared, and at the same time, the steel sword in his hand slapped Ye Xuan's horse's back.

The Black Wind Horse was frightened and ran forward like crazy. No matter how Ye Xuan pulled the reins on the horse's back, the Black Wind Horse just rushed forward blindly.

"Brother Ye Jian!"

The black wind horse carrying Ye Xuan quickly disappeared between the distant sky.

"Hehehe." Chang Yu looked at Ye Xuan who had already gone away and sneered several times, "I didn't expect you to be quite loyal. Did you let the girl run away first and then take the opportunity to escape by yourself?"

Ye Jian withdrew his previous serious expression and a wicked smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to escape, I won't let you succeed." Chang Hui Zongyue came directly to Ye Jian, and slapped the black wind horse under Ye Jian's crotch with a palm. As long as there was no horse, Ye Jian could not escape his palm.

"Don't move your palm!"

The powerful energy broke through the body, forming a ground-yellow palm print the size of a millstone, carrying the momentum of opening mountains and cracking stones, and was crushed towards the black wind horse.

Seeing that the palm print was about to fall on the horse's back, Ye Jian no longer hesitated. He took a little horse's back to the toes and took advantage of the force to draw out the steel sword, and a blue sword energy roared towards Chang Yu.

Puff! Puff!

Two bombardment sounded, and huge dust splashed. Ye Jian's vision was affected. He didn't dare to stay here for a while. The third level of the Divine Walking Step Technique was used, leaving behind shadows under his feet, and the entire person instantly shot out of the dust.

The magical walking footwork has reached the third level. Ye Jian can barely perform a short period of stagnation, jumping forward thirty feet, and naturally he has no idea what to do with the dust.

boom!

There was a roar in the dust again, and I was stolen directly from the body.

"Hehe, you didn't run away." After walking out of the dust, Chang Yu looked slightly surprised and looked at Ye Jian who was staying aside.

Ye Jian glanced at Chang Yu and found that there was no damage on his body. He thought that his sword just now did not hurt him at all.

"The realm of Condensation is indeed very strong." Ye Jian had to admit in his heart that the sword that seemed to be a casual sword just now was actually the fifth stance of "Nine Styles of the Sword", which contained Ye Jian's eight points of strength.

"Hehe, it's very strange, right?" Chang Yu seemed to see Ye Jian's confusion, and his sunken eyes stared at Ye Jian like a poisonous snake.

"The realm of Condensing is not something you little beast can imagine. It is a fantasy to want to compete with the realm of Condensing."

After saying that, Chang Hui made a big step and rushed towards Ye Jian.

"Die it for me!"

The internal qi flows rapidly backwards, and the cold light appears on the surface of the steel sword.

"Broken Gold!"

The arc-shaped sword energy and the fist seal are fiercely confronting each other.

boom!

A powerful explosion sound suddenly came, and a wave of air pushed towards Ye Jian and Chang Yu.

puff!

Ye Jian felt as if he had suffered a heavy hammer on his chest. He couldn't help but spray it out directly. As for Chang Yu, he saw a light yellow air cover condensed on his body, covering it tightly.

"Hahaha, boy, die." Chang Yu slashed at Ye Jian excitedly. As long as he killed Ye Jian, he could still return to his clan.

boom!

The palm print flew, and Ye Jianshen used his footwork to avoid it directly.

"Damn it!" Chang Yu's face was fierce. He forgot that Ye Jian's light skills were very strong, and he avoided the palm just now.

"So it's the true qi shield." Ye Jian finally understood why Chang Yu was able to take his sword without any injury. His feelings were to protect him with the unique true qi shield of Condensing Realm.

"I don't know if the blood-refining strike can penetrate the true qi mask?" Ye Jianxin had a secret speculation.

"Hahaha, you are practicing "Nine Sword Styles"? I really didn't expect you to practice the seventh style, tsk tsk." Chang Yu's expression was extremely proud, "But unless you practice the ninth style, it will be hard to shake me at all."

Chang Yu's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and his figure rushed over again, using both fists and palms, and quickly attacked Ye Jian.

"Broken Gold!"

The steel sword in Ye Jian's hand shone with his sword energy, constantly splitting Chang Yu's fist and palm prints, and dodging his body, avoiding Chang Yu's extremely tricky attacks again and again.

"Damn it, this kid is really a sloppy." After a long battle failed, Chang Yu looked a little anxious.

On the other hand, although Ye Jian was able to avoid so many moves he often encountered, his internal energy had been consumed more than half. If he continued like this, he would probably not have to encounter attacks often, and he would be exhausted.

"No, it seems that I have to use that thing."

Ye Jian put the steel sword on the side with his backhand.

"Why, don't you use a sword? Still want to admit defeat?" Chang Yu sneered: "But even if you admit defeat, I will tear you into pieces."

"Hehe, you can try it." Ye Jian's soul power seeped out a trace of it into the skeleton space ring, and directly took out the blood sword hidden inside.

"What?" Chang Yu's old eyes suddenly became wide open, but then a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I want to use a sword to scare me? I really think I have lived for so many years in vain." After saying that, he jumped in the air again and slashed at Ye Jian hard.

"The Heaven Burning Palm!"

Huh! The strong true energy turned into a huge fire palm, which drove the surging of the surrounding energy. A heat wave continued to surge towards Ye Jian. The fire palm was high and quickly slashed at Ye Jian fiercely. Wherever he passed, the plants and trees were withered. Its power was many times stronger than when he was used in daily spring.

Ye Jian frowned and his breath, his face was full of seriousness, and his right hand tightly held the blood sword. His whole body's essence, energy, and spirit were all attached to the blood sword at this moment.

The huge fire palm roared and was about to slash. At this moment, Ye Jian's aura suddenly became taller, and nearly 50% of the internal energy in his body sucked in quickly, and it poured into the blood sword like a sea and a river.

"Broken Gold Slash!"

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To be continued...