Lin Yuan Peak is so steep and towering that people have to stay away. The clouds and mists in the mountains mark that this is the boundary of the Cangxu Sect. Yan Yueli and Wang Yuanting can no longer fly with their swords, so they have to hide their bodies and rush to the school grounds at the top of the peak. .
Although it was afternoon at this time, the sun was blocked by the trees in the mountains. If you stood in the mountains, you would see two white lights flashing past one after another. In a few breaths, the two of them reached the cliff school field at the top of the mountain and saw exactly what they saw. It was the scene of Ji Beichen being besieged by everyone...
"It's him? What a coincidence!" Yan Yueli secretly rejoiced in her heart, her eyes could not help but light up, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of her mouth covered by Zhusha. This person declared at the sword test meeting two years ago: The Demon Sect is not the right way. . She remembered clearly that she had long heard that he was a peerless man with extremely high talents and that he was the best candidate to be the next head of the Cangxu Sect. It seemed that today's trip would be very interesting.
"Tsk tsk! It would be a pity for such a determined person to die!" Yan Yueli raised her embroidered eyebrows. Just now she had been standing not far away and could see clearly that Ji Beichen was so upright and upright, but now he was so fragile and vulnerable. Let her feel a trace of pity from the bottom of her heart.
"Who is it? Show up quickly!" Mu Xiyao said sternly, her slender fingers already resting on the strings. Lu Aotian instantly looked around with vigilance. If others knew about what happened today, he would definitely become a traitor to the Immortal Sect and be shamed by the entire cultivation world.
"You are so shameless when you use more to bully the less!" Yan Yueli arrived before anyone could say anything. In two breaths, Yan Yueli had already used the magic weapon Canglan Sword, and with a wave of the blue sword light, it turned into thousands of falling rain and shot towards the six people.
"Canglan Sword!"
"Yan Yueli!"
The six people shouted and dodged, and their expressions changed greatly. They did not expect that Yan Yue Sect would also intervene in this matter. Yan Yueli had already appeared. There must be many Yan Yue Sect disciples in the Nine Tribulations Mountain.
"That's right, it's your aunt and me!" Yan Yueli replied with a sweet smile, holding her long sword upside down. The red dress was as gorgeous as a red lotus under the afternoon sun, and the gold embroidered phoenix on the dress was lifelike.
Ji Beichen, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, raised his eyes with all his strength, and was stunned for just one glance. It was the first time in his life that he saw such a lively and charming person.
"Haha, Ji Beichen! You look serious, but I didn't expect that you would have hooked up with the demon sect's enchantress!" Seeing that the situation was not right, Lu Aotian was so angry that he gritted his teeth and made sarcastic remarks without hesitation. The other five people began to look at Ji Beichen with complicated eyes. stand up.
When Ji Beichen heard this, he immediately averted his gaze and frowned. He never expected that the woman in front of him was a demon sect, and he felt as if his heart was suddenly grabbed by something. The most shameful thing in his life is to associate with people in the devil's way. Now that a witch suddenly appears to stand up for him, it is really more uncomfortable than killing him.
"This girl, you and I have never met each other, why did you harm me?"
As soon as these words came out, Yan Yueli gritted her silver teeth secretly. Although she knew that Ji Beichen would not appreciate it, she did not expect that she would be accused like this by him. She immediately said angrily: "Harming you? I really don't know how to praise!"
Wang Yuanting, who wanted to hide in the dark to protect his master, could no longer hold back. He jumped down from a tall tree, spun several times in the air, and landed firmly next to Yan Yueli. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Beichen, and then Turn your wrist lightly and unfold the mysterious fan.
"Xuanming Fan! Judge in Tsing Yi!" Lu Aotian shouted out loud, and everyone's eyes were instantly filled with fear, and they all took half a step back.
"Judge in Tsing Yi" was originally an elegant name given to him by Wang Yuanting when he went down the mountain for a trial, but over time it became a dangerous name for him outside. The black iron fan in his hand was tempered by the fire of the netherworld in Yan Yue Valley. If your skin is injured by it, you will feel the scorching heat of the Nether Fire within minutes. In today's world, who doesn't know the "Xuan Ming Fan" and who doesn't fear the "Tsing Yi Judge".
"It seems that this fellow immortal is seriously injured. I'm afraid he may have damaged the object above his neck. My palace master is kind enough to save you. Even if you don't appreciate it anymore, you should say thank you out of courtesy!" Wang Yuanting rolled his eyes slightly. , the slender red phoenix eyes were narrowed into slits, coupled with the tall nose and slightly pointed chin, it looked like a cunning fox.
"There is a difference between good and evil. I can't bear such good intentions." Ji Beichen persisted in holding on to prevent himself from falling. His handsome face was completely pale, and there was no politeness in his words.
"What a disrespectful person. I didn't expect the so-called decent sect of the Immortal Sect to be so rude. Let us, the Palace Master, personally take action. You all..." Wang Yuanting was so angry with him that he kept talking. He knew that he had lost his composure and was angry. He closed the black iron fan in his hand and swallowed the word "unworthy".
"Haha, that's interesting! Since I'm the demon sect witch you call me, I don't need any excuse. I see you, Mr. Lang, are so handsome, and I'm so happy. You won't let me save me, but I insist on saving you. What can you do to me? " Yan Yueli raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly. The corners of Zhu Shaxia's mouth raised. She stood with an inverted sword in her hand and held her slim waist with one hand. Her whole person was full of coquettishness and provocation.
