Chapter 282 Sword Master

There are absolutely no five people in this world who can make Xuan Ying's expression change.

Undoubtedly, Yun Yazi is one of them.

Who dares to underestimate the third level of swordsmanship in the past and present?

Yun Yazi, who had white hair and beard, appeared in mid-air, and his old hand grasped the invincible green fairy sword.

Among the three great weapons of Cangyun Sect, in terms of power, Samsara ranks first, Wushuang ranks second, and Zhanchen ranks third.

The reputation of the Wushuang Sword is still higher than that of Zhan Chen, and its abundant spiritual power can be seen.

Yun Yazi's clothes were fluttering, and he held a Wushuang in his hand. He said slowly: "My Wushuang has not been unsheathed for three to four hundred years. Come tonight to learn the undead method of Xuan Ying's predecessor."

Xuan Ying smiled coldly and said: "Yun Yazi, I am really surprised that you are alive. It is rare for humans to live to your age. The third level of swordsmanship is rare in the world for thousands of years. . However, you think you can defeat me? Six thousand five hundred years ago, the Invisible Sword God and the Fairy Duan Nian were at the third level of swordsmanship, but they could only use their combined swords to injure each other. After defeating me, even if your cultivation has reached the peak of the Invisible Sword God, it is impossible to defeat me, not to mention..."

She paused and continued coldly: "Besides, you are already so old. You are just a human being. You are so old and you can only perform less than 70% of your body's cultivation. And I am the last god in this world. "I am immortal and immortal."

Yun Yazi laughed loudly, laughing wildly, and said: "Everyone says that I am an unparalleled sword master. I think that my understanding of the sword is not inferior to that of the Invisible Sword God. Since the Invisible Sword God did not deal with you back then, tonight Let me take care of you to prove that I am better than the invisible sword god."

Tian Wen took advantage of Xuan Ying's attention to be attracted by Yun Yazi, and quietly used his movement skills to rush towards his mentor and Soul Eater Uncle.

The two of them were shocked when they saw Tianwen appear.

Ancestor Qingmu said in surprise: "Tianwen, why are you here?"

Tian asked: "Master, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. It's better to leave first."

Ancestor Qingmu and Old Demon Soul Eater were both seriously injured, although they wanted to see who was more powerful, Xuan Ying or the immortal Yun Yazi.

However, if you don't leave now, once Xuan Ying defeats Yun Yazi, no one will be able to leave today.

Tianwen grabbed one with each hand, grabbed the two seriously injured old people, used his body skills, and flew to the west with a whoosh.

Xuan Ying naturally saw them leaving clearly, but she did not stop them.

She said it was easy, but when faced with a peerless master of the third level of swordsmanship, she still didn't dare to be careless at all and was fully on guard.

This battle between gods and saints is a collision between the two most powerful people in the world.

Xuan Ying has thousands of years of necromancy skills, and has defeated four top masters of good and evil in a row. Looking at the world, if there is anyone who can fight her head-on, except for Yun Yazi and the nine-tailed fox living in Tianchi. Besides, she couldn't think of a third person.

Ye Xiaochuan and Yang Ling'er were lying on their backs in the wheat field, with the morning dew blowing in the breeze, and the wisps of coolness entering their bodies from almost every pore, feeling indescribably comfortable and joyful.

Ye Xiaochuan grabbed a handful of green wheat ears and rubbed off the outer layer of wheat leaves. The wheat grains inside had been formed, pale white and very plump.

He put a handful of sprouted wheat grains in his mouth and chewed them. The plump wheat grains were green, but Ye Xiaochuan chewed them happily.

Yang Ling'er saw that Ye Xiaochuan was enjoying the meal, so she also grabbed a handful of wheat ears...

Then, a dozen villagers carrying hoes, shovels, and sickles rushed towards the two of them.

A good wheat field was knocked over by two people lying on their backs.

For farmers, food is more important than life. How can they be allowed to trample on it like this?

A cowherd boy who got up early found the two of them eating wheat ears, which attracted a large number of nearby villagers to come over with murderous intent.

Ye Xiaochuan ran away, and Yang Ling'er followed suit. As soon as she saw Ye Xiaochuan trying to hold her hand and run together, she had already bolted out.

In this inconspicuous field, a chase drama was staged.

On the field ridge, Ye Xiaochuan and Yang Ling'er were jumping and running, followed by a large group of almost shirtless villagers.

When Baili Yuan found the two of them, they had been toying with the villagers for nearly an hour. The villagers were so stretched that almost all of them fell on the field ridge, gasping for air.

On the other hand, Ye Xiaochuan and Yang Ling'er were in high spirits and did not feel tired at all.

From this point of view, Ye Xiaochuan was even more convinced that this guess was correct. This Young Master Yang was indeed not an ordinary person.

All those young and strong men fell down from exhaustion. But Young Master Yang, who was weak and weak, as if he could be knocked down by a gust of wind, ran for more than ten miles without blushing or panting.

A ray of blue light transformed into the figure of Baili Yuan.

As soon as it landed, Baili Yuan pointed at Ye Xiaochuan and cursed loudly, saying: "Ye Xiaochuan, you are so unloyal, you ran away by yourself and left me alone in Zhuxian Town to face the thousands of troops of the Demon Cult. !”

Ye Xiaochuan shrugged and said: "You rushed down to help the female robber yourself. What do you care about me? Besides, aren't you standing in front of me properly? You have no arms or legs." "

Baili Yuan said angrily: "That Yun Qiyou is a disciple of your Cangyun Sect, and you can actually leave him alone."

Ye Xiaochuan is a man. What is most important to a man?

Of course it’s face!

You can lose your life, but you must never lose this face!

He quibbled: "It's not like you didn't see the situation in Zhuxian Town at that time. I was being chased by Liu Huachang and Tianwen. You and Bandit Yun each only had to deal with one person. I had to deal with two demon girls by myself. Moreover, those two witches were better than me. At that time, I planned to fight with those two witches for 300 rounds, but Mr. Yang would definitely be affected by the fish pond. For the sake of Mr. Yang's safety, I was forced to make a strategy. transfer.”

Bailiyuan said: "Stop saying these high-sounding words, just admit that you are a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I won't laugh at you! A guy who wet the bed more than half a month ago will do anything embarrassing." Things won’t make people feel embarrassed.”

"puff!"

Yang Ling'er suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Ye Shaoxia, how old are you? Are you still wetting the bed?"

Ye Xiaochuan's face turned green and white for a while. He gritted his teeth and looked at the proud Bailiyuan, and said bitterly: "You don't have to preach to me once in person! Besides, the reason I wet the bed at that time was because I was seriously injured. My whole body is bandaged by Sister Xiaochi, and no one is in the room to take care of me...Hey, you two, don't leave, listen to my explanation, I must explain this matter clearly, don't leave..."