Chapter 1709 Defeat the genius with one sword
Ye Yun's sword was just an ordinary sword swing.
It's not fast.
Seeing Ye Yun take action, Jiang Xueyi's eyes were sharp and he took action without hesitation.
Extreme swordsmanship.
Once it is unleashed, it is faster than lightning and unstoppable.
"This dude will definitely be defeated..."
Seeing Ye Yun's sword speed was so slow, the young man in yellow robe grinned, showing an expression of gloating.
However, the next moment, he only felt that his eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then he could no longer see the sword in Ye Yun's hand.
Uh-huh!
An astonishing flash of sword light!
The cold tip of the sword had already touched Jiang Xueyi's delicate forehead.
The sword in Jiang Xueyi's hand had only been halfway swung.
"this……"
Jiang Xueyi's beautiful eyes widened with a look of disbelief on her face.
It was obvious that her sword was faster than this young master.
Why did the opponent's sword touch her forehead in the blink of an eye?
Feeling the cold edge of the sword, Jiang Xueyi's delicate body trembled, her face was shocked, and her whole body was as cold as falling into a cold cellar.
She actually lost.
The opponent's sword was at least twice as fast as hers.
"My eyes are not blurred, are they?"
The young man in yellow robe on the side rubbed his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The handsome young man's sword actually hit the forehead of his beloved woman first.
This situation simply shattered his long-held belief.
Jiang Xueyi's sword is extraordinary.
She practiced extreme swordsmanship and used the method of extreme speed. She was famous throughout the Central Emperor State, and even he did not dare to fight Jiang Xueyi easily.
Once upon a time, he was stabbed in several holes by Jiang Xueyi, and he bled a lot.
Yuwen Youlan, who was leaning on the railing in the distance, also held her breath and looked at the two people in the distance with a confused expression.
She never expected that the one who lost in the end would be Jiang Xueyi, the prodigy of swordsmanship in Zhonghuangzhou.
It’s incredible!
She didn't see Ye Yun's sword clearly at all, nor did she react.
"Jiang Xueyi, if you are slow, you are slow. You are not trying to be pretentious with me. Now after fighting like this, you should know how slow your sword is, right?"
Ye Yun slowly sheathed his sword and said with a smile.
"knew……"
Jiang Xueyi lowered her head, shocked, and said extremely frustrated.
What kind of genius in swordsmanship is there in Huangzhou?
Her sword speed could not match that of a playboy who had just entered the Immortal Realm.
"No, this person is definitely not a playboy. He has just reached the first level of Immortal Realm, and his attainments in swordsmanship are already so terrifying..."
An idea suddenly appeared in Jiang Xueyi's mind.
She really wanted to know what kind of swordsmanship the other party practiced.
He was about to open his mouth to ask.
But he saw Ye Yun turning around and taking the stunning maid to the far side of the observation deck.
"well……"
Jiang Xueyi sighed quietly.
The hesitation just now made her take a step slower. Perhaps because she was too thin-skinned, she finally did not dare to call Ye Yun.
but.
Jiang Xueyi has already remembered that this rich and wealthy young man is named Ye Yun.
The reason why she knew the name was because she heard the conversation between Yuwen Youlan and Ye Yun while they were dancing the sword.
At this time, the young man in yellow robe came over.
"Xueyi, do you want me to help teach this dude a lesson?"
He waved his fist and said with a fierce expression.
"Fat Huang, it's none of your business, get out of here..." Jiang Xueyi glared at him angrily.
"Good intentions are not rewarded." Fatty Huang scratched his head.
Yuwen Youlan came over, looked at the young man in yellow robe, his face was covered with a layer of frost, and said coquettishly: "You really don't think it's a big deal. For a sword cultivator, losing is a loss, and winning is a win. If you rely on your cultivation, By bullying others, aren't you humiliating Xue Yi?"
"I just wanted to take a breath. Since you all don't agree, then forget it..."
The young man in yellow robe stepped back as he spoke, smiled coquettishly, then turned around and ran away.
"Xueyi, do you think he will seek revenge on Ye Yun?"
Yuwen Youlan said softly.
"If he dares to retaliate, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Jiang Xueyi said in a deep voice, her face a little cold.
Yuwen Youlan nodded.
"I really didn't expect that this rich young man is not an ignorant playboy..."
After a while, she sighed quietly.
"Yes, you can produce a hundred top-grade recovery elixirs in one move. This kind of generosity is rare!"
Jiang Xueyi nodded.
"This person is also from the Southern Immortal Realm. It is said that he is going to the Cangwu Realm. If you have the opportunity, you can have more contact with him. Once such a person reaches the Immortal King Realm, he will be a terrifying and powerful man..."
Looking at the misty sea of clouds blowing in the sky, Yuwen Youlan looked distant and smiled slightly.
Her eyes are bright.
What she said to Jiang Xueyi was actually said to herself.
She is also going to the Southern Immortal Realm this time to become a disciple of the Immortal Sect of Creation. Then she will naturally have the opportunity to meet Ye Yun.
Jiang Xueyi nodded slightly.
There was no need to wait for the Southern Immortal Realm. If she had time in the past few days, she planned to visit Ye Yun in person.
Yuwen Youlan left the observation deck.
When she passed the door of Tianzi Room No. 2, she stopped and felt an invisible pressure when she thought that she had one hundred top-quality recovery elixirs on her body.
In recent decades, Qing Kun of Tianyun Trading Company has occasionally encountered some powerful robbers.
The two sides fought several times, with back and forth, regardless of victory or defeat.
But no matter what, as long as the robber succeeds once, he will be able to plunder a large amount of resources from Qingkun.
The hundred newly obtained top-grade restoration elixirs she had acquired were of great value and must not fall into the hands of robbers.
Think of this.
Yuwen Youlan looked at the empty courtyard, clasped her hands together, and murmured softly: "Lord Long, I'm asking you to help me along the way."
"Don't worry, young lady, I will do my best."
An old voice came from a distance in a room.
Yuwen Youlan nodded, feeling a lot more settled, and then walked slowly into Room No. 1 of Tianzi.
Qing Kun flew all the way, covering more than 100,000 miles during the whole day. He stopped in a city for half an hour, and many monks came up.
At night.
Qingkun did not stop to rest. It was still flying in the clouds, but at a much slower speed.
at this time.
In the upper-class room where the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect were located, the room was dark, and everyone was sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing quietly.
The old man in blood robe with his back leaning against the wall suddenly opened his eyes that were originally closed.
"You want to trap me with such a low-quality fairy binding rope?"
The blood-robed old man snorted in his heart.
As long as he spends some money, he can break free of this rope.
"Originally I wanted to save some fairy stones and rush on the road, but I was tied up by these idiots because of their tricks. At the same time, I also wanted to go back to the Barbarian God Sect to find another high-quality body. I didn't expect that above this Qingkun, there was someone with a body stronger than the people of the Barbarian God Sect. , It’s really God who helps me...”
The old man in blood-robed eyes flashed with a sinister light. After thinking about it for a while, he made a bold decision.
A ray of blood flowed out from under the feet silently, without emitting any breath or fluctuation, and slowly flowed along the floor.
Within a few breaths, blood light emerged from the crack in the door and disappeared completely.
The old man in blood robe in the room also closed his eyes.
