Outside the north of Yiling, the inn.
"..."
The civilian swordsman, postmaster and deputy all turned to look at the place where Ling Yunzhi and Ling Ye were walking towards. However, the civilian swordsman had a smile on his lips, and the postmaster opened his mouth slightly in shock. As for the deputy... he shook his head and smiled after being stunned for a moment. , and then continued to make tea slowly.
Half a mile is not a long journey, just a few blinks and ups and downs.
When Ling Yunzhi took the lead to walk out of the last slope, Ling Ye, who was following behind, slowly emerged. By this time, the distance between the two sides was only less than twenty feet.
"Uh." The postmaster was slightly startled when he saw Ling Yunzhi's appearance. He thought he was wearing a hat with a white gauze curtain sewn on it, but unexpectedly it was hair.
"I thought she was such a beautiful girl from heaven..." The postmaster couldn't help but curse Ling Yunzhi in his heart. He turned out to be a rough guy who took care of his family. Then he turned to look at the civilian swordsman opposite, but saw that the other party was silent and just smiled. When the man came over, he couldn't help but frown, and because he was getting more and more confused, he raised his hand to scratch his temples.
However, it was true that Ling Yunzhi came here, but he did not go to see the three people at all. Instead, after approaching the place, he turned directly to the horse driver's side.
"Uh." Postmaster Mo Shuo said in a daze, and the civilian swordsman slowly frowned after being stunned for a moment.
However, before the postmaster could react and frown, Ling Yunzhi threw something at random.
call.
Upon seeing this, the postmaster's eyes suddenly froze, but when he raised his hand to grab it...
"Money bag?" The postmaster frowned suspiciously, and then looked at Ling Yunzhi opposite with a frown. As for Ling Ye, he was no longer in their care.
Ling Yunzhi walked with light and steady steps towards the carriage first from the right.
At that time, Ling Ye, who was following not far behind, was silent for a moment, and then raised his head to look at Ling Yunzhi in front of him. When he saw the other person walking straight towards the front of the car, he lowered his eyes in silence.
When Ling Yunzhi approached the stage, Ling Ye suddenly turned around and walked around to the left side of the carriage, and even quickened his pace, but he arrived quickly and climbed directly into the carriage from the left side of the carriage.
Ta, tap...
Ling Yunzhi stepped onto the stage without looking at the outside. When he stepped onto the driving area, he turned around with his hands behind his back and looked forward.
The silence was too short for a moment, and the horse suddenly raised its hooves and neighed: "Ey-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-!"
Teng Leng!
The horse suddenly galloped forward, and the wheels also overturned the stage on the side and knocked it down.
"..." The civilian swordsman frowned deeply, and then turned to look at the bolt pile.
However, there is only a relatively long and slender rein hanging on the tether, and looking at its cross section... it is as flat as if it had been cut off by a knife.
…
On a three-way road in a certain wilderness, you must pass by a small tea shed.
The road winds diagonally to the northwest in a north-south direction, and is connected to a small bush road in the southwest.
Nowadays, there are many people under the tea tent. Three tables are full and one table is half empty. There are no exceptions for people from all walks of life.
Drinking tea? Quench your thirst and have some small talk.
On the desktop? The sword is temporarily put away.
Looking at the grassland to the east of the tea shed, a group of horses were temporarily idle, but they never looked back.
"Huh..." The decent-looking swordsman in his prime felt relieved after drinking half a bowl of warm tea, and before he could put the tea bowl in his hand on the table...
call!
Suddenly someone flew over from the southwest.
But upon hearing the roar, everyone present suddenly turned their heads, but before they could see the figure of the person clearly, the person had already dropped to the ground with his hands behind his back.
Looking at this person, he has black boots and white robes, holding a Qinglin sword horizontally. It has a long shawl, broad shoulders and round back. He has a dignified appearance and a stern face, with slightly frowning sword-shaped eyebrows and handsome eyes.
Looking at his face, everyone suddenly frowned. Seeing his power, three of them couldn't help but slowly touch their weapons.
"Huh." Chi Jian Kuang grunted as soon as he saw the movements of those people, and then turned to the empty table that was not yet full.
As for why the table is empty? The two people sitting there were basically dead creatures in his eyes, and could be wiped out easily.
Seeing this, everyone immediately frowned. Although they followed his actions, they did not dare to act rashly.
Looking back at where he went, the two young men, one sitting in the north and one in the west, who had already grasped the weapons on the table with their left hands, slowly grasped the weapons under their hands while frowning, and then released them. The right hand on the leg is also quietly clenched.
call.
The step that the crazy swordsman took before approaching the bench caused the bench in front of him to move to the left and become almost completely upright. When he took a step closer to the table to put his sword, the bench immediately fell back, but it was in the right position. It was just right for him to sit under her butt.
As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the door. The crazy sword madman's step of setting up a seat in the air made many people's eyes freeze or their pupils shrink.
However, the crazy swordsman himself remains indifferent, and has not moved at all since he sat down. He is really cold and aloof after pretending, which can be said to hide his merit and fame.
"..." The two people at the same table looked at the crazy swordsman with furrowed brows, and then stopped paying attention to each other. It was also at this time that they slowly released their weapons.
Of course, they or no one else had the intention to cause trouble, but the crazy sword maniac twitched the corner of his mouth slightly sinisterly, and then looked around gloomily at the three tables of living dead in front of him on the left: "I just heard you whispering. Slandering the ruthless gate?"
"What?!" As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly became frightened. Although no one said anything in shock, they just turned their heads and stared at the past...
Wow!
All the Jianghu people grabbed their weapons. Even the boss and waiters who were staring sideways at the place slowly grabbed the bowls, chopsticks or teapot in their hands in shock and fear.
"Tsk!" Chi Jian Kuang grinned and sneered. Then he lightly slapped the table with his right hand, and Qinglin immediately unsheathed three inches: Tsk——!
The sword light was dazzling, and the eyes were so cold that it was impossible to look directly at him.
As soon as this light passed, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Wow!
Everyone retreated in fear, but the benches under them or the utensils on the table were all messed up. Some people couldn't help but feel fear, especially the decent swordsman who trembled with a ferocious expression: "Crazy, crazy Sword Maniac...Ye Fengli?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately frightened and stepped back. Some people even looked sideways at Qinglin and suddenly their pupils shrank: "Qinglin!"
"You have a dog's eye." Although Chi Jian Kuang's tone was bad, it was sonorous and powerful. Then he waved his hand to grab Qing Lin and stood up. He only took one step out of the seat and held the sword behind his back. He looked at the Zhengpai Sword alone. The scholar said: "Tell me -, what happened to the ruthless old man?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone else fell silent, but the decent swordsman who was stared at by the Mad Sword Maniac was frightened and felt uneasy.
"鞥?" Chi Jian Kuang suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and the sound coming from his nasal cavity was indeed quite low.
The upright swordsman's face jumped, and then his face trembled and he swallowed dryly. Then he steeled himself with a smile, and bowed to the crazy sword maniac with some trembling, holding his sword in his hands: "Yeah, I'm also listening... …”
However, when the decent swordsman said this, he saw the crazy swordsman frown and immediately glared, saying righteously: "After all, there are too many grievances! It's hard for me to tell the truth!"
Chi Jian Kuang frowned slightly, and then slowly fell into gloom. But his silence made everyone feel paralyzed, and some people even dared not breathe.
"Tsk." Chi Jian Kuang suddenly bared his teeth and sneered, and then he flew up in a complacent manner, flying directly to the northwest from above everyone's heads: "I owe you a favor!"
Wow!
Everyone hurriedly dodged, but couldn't help but watch, but Chi Jian Kuang was so good at Qinggong and faster, so how could he let them see his butt?
"..." Looking at the way forward, everyone fell into deep silence, and then they couldn't help but look at each other.
However, after this glance, they became more awed and looked away.
…
call!
The crazy sword-crazy man flew in the air without losing his feet. The bush growing on the edge of the cliff was the last stepping stone for him to leave here.
call--
Flying across the cliff in the air, then flying forward on the bird, then holding the sword behind his back, swooping and gliding.
call--
No matter how much wind and waves hunted him, the gloominess on his face and the coldness in his eyes could not be erased.
The crazy swordsman named Ye Fengli.
It is not known who Ye Fengli studied under, but at the age of twenty-seven, he had already picked up masters and casual cultivators from all the major martial arts sects in the Central Plains. However, although Ye Fengli has not suffered a defeat so far, he has not won many victories. Especially when facing the famous masters of the older generation, they often end up with seven draws and three gnashing of teeth in ten battles. If the other party had not stopped in time and coldly stopped fighting, who would have lost the battle? Whoever wins the battle will win or lose.
As for where its name comes from...
Ye Fengli has been practicing swordsmanship all his life, and his sword Qinglin is a rare magic weapon. Although people don't know how many swordsmanship he has mastered, or how deep his attainments are, or how high his realm is, they do know that he once understood the three moves that are so powerful that they are powerful in all directions. Sword skills.
Infatuation breaks the heart, a sword of infatuation and hatred confuses the devil's heart, and the desperate situation will be defeated without attack.
That's why you get crazy.
The sword was unintentional, and the sword touched it unintentionally, and the fleeting shadows had already killed the god.
Therefore, the sword was sealed.
However, there are people who lead the Crazy Sword, but very few people have seen Ye Fengli's third sword move: Crazy Breath.
That's why it's so crazy.
That’s why it’s said that it’s still unclear who will win.
The reason why Ye Fengli is so concerned about Jueqing Sect or Ling Xiufeng is because Ye Fengli has suffered the most hidden losses under Ling Xiufeng and suffered the most schemes from the other side. Even thinking about it now, Ye Fengli couldn't help but grit his teeth at the viciousness and insidiousness of this ruthless old man when he fought against him.
"Damn it!" Ye Fengli couldn't help but gnashed his teeth and cursed, and then he dived towards the forest sea in front of him, tapping "water" all the way, and flew away without a trace.
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Guozhou City, Nanwai Wilderness.
Ta-ta-ta, tap-ta-ta...
The carriage galloped at full speed in the wilderness. No matter how windy and rough the road was, Ling Yunzhi just stood there with his hands behind his back. Even the shadow of the city in front could not retain his favor.
call--
When Ling Yunzhi turned to look at the wilderness ahead on the left, the horse also changed the direction of its attack. It ran straight ahead and crossed the city to the northwest in the blink of an eye.
"Uuhu——!" A group of iron cavalry suddenly galloped out from the south city gate, and watched as it slowly turned towards... southwest.
Ta-ta-ta, tap-ta-ta...
Heading northwest and southwest, the carriage and the 100,000-strong army parted ways and headed straight forward without stopping.
…
On the same day, the rivers and lakes that had already been boiling were in an uproar.
The news that Ling Xiufeng, the leader of the Jue Sect, was seriously injured and on the verge of death has become increasingly widespread. Although it is unknown who spread the news, it has been confirmed by others.
In this way, in an instant, the miscellaneous fish forces and the three religions and nine streams who had long been eager to hear the news took action.
The reason why I went there... was just to join in the fun, and I just wanted to see the final fate of this unparalleled hero.
After all, Jueqingmen has made too many enemies in the world. Now that the situation is weak, how can anyone hold back?
Therefore, this bustle... can also be used to fish in troubled waters and act according to the opportunity.
After all, that vast family fortune is a real benefit.
