Ye Xingge uttered arrogant words. Even though the old man in green robe was well behaved, but when he heard that the other party was so confident before he even made a move, he couldn't help but lower his face. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword and said solemnly: "Master Ye Da. You have unparalleled magical skills, I am indeed no enemy of you, but if you only talk about swordsmanship, I am not afraid of you."
Ye Xingge looked indifferent and said with a contented tone: "If any of my moves are not sword skills, even if the old scholar wins this battle, I am willing to give you this six-yang leader to help you become famous all over the world. In this way, you Are you satisfied?"
A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the old man in green robe, and he coughed and said: "Master Ye is indeed very courageous. If you win this battle, I will promise not to be your enemy again. I will never go back on my words." .”
After he finished speaking, he pressed the spring, and the long sword in his hand was quickly unsheathed, and a crystal clear light came into view.
The slender sword blade is as smooth as a ruler, without any special shape. The only thing left is an absolutely pure, upright and solemn sword, which is almost invulnerable.
The old man in green robe held a long sword in his hand and said solemnly: "This 'Tianxin' sword has a very strong nature and has always been a weapon for law enforcement in this alliance. The evil halberd Santudu may be able to match it, but it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to resist it. I don't know." Master Ye, may you have some countermeasures?"
As soon as these words came out, Yu Bingru no longer had any doubts. The old man in green robe was none other than "Wu Ya Jian Su" Ying Tong Xi.
At the beginning, the general leader of the Jiangnan Sword Alliance, Feng Chuxiao, and the Sky Demon King Shangguan Duo died together. Since then, the Sword Alliance has been jointly run by the chief protector Feng Mingyao and the chief instructor Xi Ying Tongxi, and still dominates the Jiangnan martial arts world.
Yu Bingru was nodding secretly when he heard Ye Xingge say lightly: "I haven't used a sword for a long time, let alone a sharp sword. I wonder if the little girl has ever carried a sword?"
Yu Bingru was taken aback. She didn't expect that Ye Xingge would ask her to borrow the sword. Full of hesitation, she heard the demon king whisper softly: "You don't have to pretend to be mute anymore. You can tell me whether you have a sword or not."
Yu Bingru blushed for a moment, paused for a moment and then said in a solemn voice: "Senior, please forgive me. This junior did not intend to deceive. It was just that senior made a bad guess first, and junior made a mistake for a while, so he took advantage of the situation and pretended to admit it."
Ye Xingge just nodded slightly when he heard this, but the old man in green robe - Ying Tongxi frowned and said with hesitation: "Whose sect is Nvwa'er? And you are called 'senior'. Could it be you?" Don’t you know the identity of this leader Ye Da?”
Yu Bingru gathered his turban and said politely: "This junior is a disciple of the Kunlun Sect. My master is Taoist Priest Chiyang. I have met senior Ying."
Ying Tongxi still had a solemn expression on his face, staring at Yu Bingru and saying: "It turns out that he is the disciple and grandson of Master Yuan, so why are he mixed with Ye Xingge and not afraid of tarnishing the reputation of the Kunlun Sect?"
Yu Bingru was stunned for a moment, and was filled with embarrassment as she listened to Ye Xingge say: "If we just meet by chance, we are all in the same place. If the old scholar is chasing me impatiently, isn't it even more 'mixing in the same place'?" It has tarnished the reputation of the Jiangnan Sword Alliance. Can you still gain a foothold in the alliance?"
When Yu Bingru heard this, she couldn't help but feel happy. Ying Tongxi was at a loss for words, and after a moment he snorted coldly and said: "Master Ye is so protective of this girl, so he must have something to do with her, right? Or maybe Mr. Qin from the South has reconciled his old relationship with Mr. Xue from the West, so he wants to help each other. ?”
Yu Bingru was horrified and quickly defended: "Senior, please don't misunderstand. This junior just came here by chance and has nothing to do with our sect. As for Ye...Senior Ye..."
Ying Tongxi's expression changed, and he scolded: "Hey! I have already explained the identity of this devil, but you still keep talking about 'senior' and shout so respectfully. Do you dare to say that you are not his accomplice?"
Yu Bingru was shocked and felt aggrieved. While clenching her teeth, she heard Ye Xingge whisper: "Little girl, there is no need to explain it. This old scholar is narrow-minded. How can you allow you to publicize the words I criticized him for? What's more, he will be defeated by me in the blink of an eye, and you are a side witness to him, and he will be eliminated soon."
Yu Bingru suddenly realized it, not knowing whether to sigh or be angry. Ying Tongxi snorted coldly and said: "It's not too late to talk about irrelevant things. Since Master Ye has accepted the challenge, just take out the sword."
Ye Xingge glanced at Yu Bingru, shook his head slowly and said, "It seems that the little girl has never carried a sword. How about I borrow something from you?"
When Yu Bingru faced Ye Xingge's deep amber eyes, she couldn't even think of rejecting him at all. He hesitated for a moment and then said in a voice: "Senior, what do you want to borrow?"
Ye Xingge smiled and said, "A strand of black hair is enough."
Yu Bingru was stunned immediately, and Ying Tongxi also frowned and said, "Master Ye, you and I are just competing with each other, so why are you so pretentious?"
Ye Xingge said leisurely: "You and I are competing in swordsmanship. As for what I want to use as a sword, I don't allow you, the old scholar, to comment."
Ying Tongxi choked up immediately, while Yu Bingru said calmly: "Everyone has hair, why would you look for me, senior?"
Ye Xingge said solemnly: "Women's hair is softer than men's. The old scholar said that his 'Tianxin' sword is extremely strong, but I can overcome it with softness. Ahem... I sincerely offer you a loan, and the little girl must not be afraid of it." Will you be stingy?"
Yu Bingru knew that Ye Xingge was just making use of the topic, and he shook his head and said: "Junior is just like an ant in front of senior. Senior wants to take my life just for a breath, so why bother with a few strands of hair?" Want to ask me for advice?"
Ye Xingge was startled for a moment, then he laughed and said: "Yes, everyone says that I am a very evil demon king, but now I am not rigid about even this trivial matter. It is really a bit too pretentious, little girl, please forgive me for doing so." excuse me."
After he finished speaking, he pointed his finger at the wind, then opened his hand to grasp it with invisible potential. He had already pinched a strand of Yu Bingru's black hair between his fingers, then pointed his "sword" at Tong Xi, and said indifferently: "Old scholar Let's take action and let's see if you can handle my moves."
Ying Tongxi's face was as dark as water, "Heaven's Heart" raised his chest, the blade of the sword suddenly rose with dazzling light, and struck Ye Xingge distractedly, and it was a life-killing move.
Ye Xingge seemed as if he hadn't seen him, raised his arms and at the same time "sent the sword" straightened suddenly, and stabbed Ying Tongxi's throat head-on, the attack was extremely sharp and fast.
Ying Tongxi's sword was three feet long, extending beyond the "fa sword". Logically speaking, he should have struck Ye Xingge first.
But after all, there was an immortal demon king in front of him who was looking down on the world. Trading one move for another might not be a good idea. Ying Tongxi had no choice but to turn aside. As the sword tip tilted upward, several rays of sword light completely enveloped Ye Xingge.
Ye Xingge's posture remained unchanged, his fingertips and hair followed him like a shadow, still stabbing Ying Tongxi's throat.
This time, the advantage of Ying Tongxi's long sword was no longer there. He was immediately forced to feel a chill in his throat by the sharp sword intent. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly returned to block with his sword. His attack and defense were seamless, without any hesitation.
Although this move is just a block, there are countless exquisite back moves hidden in it, and the footwork is even more bizarre. It seems to be defensive but not defensive, not offensive but offensive. There is no gap between advance and retreat. It is indeed an extremely exquisite swordsmanship.
