Out of the mountain gate, Ying Feiyang slowly walked down the green steps, his face was solemn.

If the scroll in his arms weighs a thousand catties, it seems that he is carrying this "Taiyi Xuanjing", and there are thousands of lives on his shoulders, and many questions have been echoing in Ying Feiyang's mind, "What kind of past does the master have, what is his purpose in taking this book, should I give this book to him?"

Suddenly-

A gust of sword wind came after itself, and before it reached the body, it was already cold in the heart, at this moment Ying Feiyang was in a trance, and the reaction was slow for a moment, and it was too late to fight back, draw the sword, and dodge, and at the time of crisis, Ying Feiyang's body moved slightly, and blocked this sudden sword with the Xingji sword tied behind his back, although the sword was blocked, the strength went straight into the back of the heart through the scabbard.

Ying Feiyang only felt that his qi and blood were surging, and he almost vomited his heart, but he endured the pain, flew forward with his strength, and at the same time drew his sword out of the sheath, drawing several different trajectories of sword qi to block the pursuit of the sneak attacker, and the sneak attacker was really blocked by the sword qi.

When the foot landed, Ying Feiyang turned back to counterattack. Only then did I see the sneak attacker. The sneak attacker was wearing an ordinary Lingxiao Kendo robe, but his face was covered with a black scarf.

"Hide your head and hide your face, is it a mouse that can't see the light?" Ying Feiyang shouted, and at the same time used a real martial demon, this move was even more majestic and fierce due to anger, and drew a thick sword circle from top to bottom, as if it was going to wipe out the demonic atmosphere of the world.

"Rub. "Someone raised his sword to block, but just received the move on the strength of the force, was knocked back three steps by this sword, and should fly the sword but did not stop, a sword rest, another sword and come, although the move is extremely simple, but like the angry waves of Qiantang, wave after wave, wave after wave, wave stronger than wave.

"Dangdangdang" The monotonous and heavy sound of sword strikes was endless, and Ying Feiyang simply suppressed it with strength, and the man in black was knocked back again and again, and before he knew it, he had pushed nearly a hundred steps in the direction of the mountain gate.

"This little bit of strength is really only worthy of a sneak attack, don't retreat again, but you have to retreat to the mountain gate!"

The black-clothed man's sword path turned, and then he changed his swordsmanship, no longer hard-connected, the sword body shook, and the steel long sword became like a poisonous snake, tricky, ruthless, and the sword body was bent into various weird arcs, stabbing from any unpredictable angle.

Ying Feiyang's face froze, and he put away his contempt and calmed down, but after a few rounds of fighting, his brows were furrowed, and the opponent's swordsmanship at this time was clearly more difficult, but it seemed to lack spirituality, and there was an indescribable sense of contradiction between the strange sword moves and the person who made the sword. It makes people feel that Fang Cai is hard-hitting, and the sword path of opening and closing is more suitable for him.

After a few more moves, Ying Feiyang suddenly became enlightened, and then the end of the qi condensed the sword, turned into a magnificent giant sword and smashed at the man in black, under the giant sword, the "sword snake" that was still strange and unpredictable suddenly became like an earthworm and shattered at the touch of a button, and the man in black could not resist the retreat of the queen of the cang.

But he heard Ying Feiyang say: "I haven't seen you in the palace this morning, and I said that you are seriously injured and difficult to support, but I didn't expect you to hide your head and cover your face, waiting for me here, Brother Ming!"

The man in black was stunned for a moment, then untied his face towel, revealing a pale and bloodless face, and said coldly: "Hand over the scroll in your arms." ”

Ying Feiyang was attacked by him, and he was holding back the fire in his heart, so he refused: "What can I do if I don't hand you over, fight with all my might, you are still defeated by my sword, and now that your serious injuries have not healed, what can you do to me?"

Without saying a word, Ming Ye didn't say much, without half a minute of hesitation, as soon as the sword was stationed, the temperature around him rose sharply, and two flame dragons and electric snakes jumped up from the ground, spiraling up along the sword body and burning to Ming Ye's body, and then rushed straight to the top of his head after bringing out the intertwined thunder and fire on his body, Ming Ye snorted, his facial features were painfully distorted, his turban was scattered, and his withered yellow hair turned into red blood and his hair was raised without wind, and he actually reappeared without hesitation.

"You don't want to die!" Ying Feiyang was shocked, he never thought that Ming Ye would be so determined. The day before yesterday, the three true qi had burned up half of his life, and now that his injuries had not healed, he reused his old skills, what was the reason for him not to take his life seriously.

At this time, there was already blood oozing out of Ming Ye's seven orifices, which was extremely terrifying, but his eyes returned to coldness, and he exuded a momentum of frenzy and indifference from his body, and said, "I don't have much time, hurry up and hand over the volume." ”

Ying Feiyang hesitated for a while, Ming Ye was injured, his injury was not light, Ming Ye who could defeat all his strength in the ring was mostly a fluke, and now that they met for the second time, he still had little chance of winning. What's more, Ming Ye is so open-minded, after this battle, no matter whether he wins or loses, Ming Ye will definitely die, which makes Ying Feiyang completely lose his interest in sword skills.

After hesitating for a moment, variables were born again, and a figure flew down from the mountain at great speed, and before he could see his face clearly, he had already forced behind Lin Mingye.

Ming Ye let out a long roar, Fang Cai's momentum immediately dissipated like a deflated leather ball, the red fire on his body was extinguished, the fluttering red hair also faded and the blood color was weakened to hang down, and the hair that covered the vision fell down, revealing the figure of the person behind him, black hair and black beard, high cheeks and long face, it was Qingyi Zhenren.

"Useless waste, just a lot of things. Qingyi Zhenren said disdainfully, and while speaking, his hands connected several acupuncture points behind Mingye.

Ming Ye knelt on the ground and said weakly: "Master." Ming Yi raised his eyes to the sky and responded coldly: "I can't afford it, you are now an official disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and you have nothing to do with me." ”

Ming Ye didn't hear it, and said: "The apprentice is incompetent and can't win the sword test conference, so I will bring the "Ten Thousand Dao Guiding Heavenly Sword Technique" to Shizun, fortunately, it is not too late to make amends, Shizun will wait for a while, and I will take it." ”

When the words fell, Ming Ye stood up, and the tongue of fire in the acupuncture points behind him swayed, and he actually relied on his strong fire to break through the blockade of the acupoints.

A trace of amazement flashed on Qing Yi's face, and then he used his heavy hand and slashed at the back of Ming Ye's neck with his palm, Ming Ye snorted and fainted, Qing Yi grabbed the back of Ming Ye's neck, "Stupid, it will only be an eyesore." He casually threw Ming Ye far away, and fell into the woods on both sides of the stone steps and disappeared.

At this time, seeing Ying Feiyang, he smiled and said: "The younger generation thought that the senior uncle was cold-blooded and ruthless the day before yesterday, but now it seems that the junior is wrong to blame the senior uncle." “

Qingyi clapped his hands, dusted off his hands, and said, "What do you mean by this?" "Listening to Brother Fangcai's words, I knew that Uncle Shi came for the scroll in my arms, but Uncle Shi did not capture me first, but saved Brother Ming, which shows that Uncle Shi seems to be ruthless but affectionate. “

Qingyi smiled coldly, "To capture you, you have to ask clearly before you do it, otherwise you won't be like that idiot." Let me ask you, is the "Ten Thousand Dao Guiding Heavenly Sword Technique" or the "Taiyi Sutra" in your arms?

Ying Feiyang took out the scroll, revealing the seal on the envelope and said: "Uncle Shi should want the "Ten Thousand Dao Guiding Heavenly Sword Technique", but unfortunately it disappointed Uncle Shi, I am afraid that it will be a trip in vain." “

After Qingyi saw it clearly, he looked up to the sky and smiled: "Haha, good nephew, it seems that I lost to you this time." There was an ominous hint in the laughter, startling the perched birds on both sides of the mountain road. "Don't dare, it's just that you can't let Uncle Shi get his wish, how dare you win?" Ying Feiyang said vigilantly.

Qingyi changed his words and said: "It's a pity, the nephew I'm talking about is not you! "Ten Thousand Dao Guiding Heavenly Sword Technique" is what I ask for, yes, I hope to lose the bet, and I have to take "Taiyi Xuanjing". ”

Qingyi had something to say, and Ying Feiyang also secretly doubted in his heart: "The nephew Qingyi refers to is not me, so who is it, could it be the nephew in his mouth, to take this Taiyi Sutra?" His face did not change his composure, and said: "If the younger generation does not give, the uncle will bully the small, then the uncle did not capture me, but save the apprentice first, it is even more undeserved, Brother Ming only showed a fierce murderous appearance, the people on the mountain noticed that they would come here to watch, and it was almost there, and the uncle did not leave, and he may not be able to leave after a while." “

Qingyi said coldly: "Do you think I'm going to be afraid of your rescuers? No matter who it is today, they can't stop me!"

Ying Feiyang said calmly: "Uncle Shi is really arrogant, indeed, how can an ordinary disciple of the mountain patrol stop Uncle Shi, but Uncle Shi didn't expect that the Taiyi Xuanjing is such an important thing, how can the real person in charge rest assured that I, a junior with shallow cultivation, can take it down the mountain alone." ”

Ying Feiyang's bright eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised to show a triumphant smile: "Instead of guarding the scroll and worrying, it is better to lead the snake out of the hole and lead the people with a heart out of the net, I hope that when Uncle Shi turns back and faces the head of the family, he can still not change his words!"

When the Qingyi Daoist heard this, his expression changed suddenly, and he turned back suddenly, but there was nothing behind him!

The moment he turned around, the wind and clouds suddenly stirred, and he should make a move!

"Uncle Shi, you have been fooled!" Ying Feiyang knew that Qingyi's real cultivation was profound, and there was only one chance, so he shot mercilessly, and started with the strongest move - "I don't know how to change in an instant."

It's just the second time to perform this move, Ying Feiyang seems to have been skillful and seems to have performed thousands of times, although I don't know where this sword technique comes from, but this set of fast, treacherous, majestic, several styles of completely different styles of swordsmanship in one move of the swordsmanship is very suitable for the appetite of Feiyang, the human sword is integrated, and the momentum is amazing.

"Who was fooled?" Qingyi turned his head, the blade of the sword had already pressed against his eyebrows, but Qingyi did not dodge, but put on a sly smile.

At this time, Ying Feiyang suddenly felt that the true qi was surging like an angry horse, and a piece of flame shot out from his acupoint, and before he could react, it was "snort" several times in succession, and one after another flame burst out from the key points around his body, and Ying Feiyang's whole body was like a blood shot out of the heat, his mind was dizzy, and he staggered back.

Qingyi said with a smile on his face: "You asked me why I didn't capture you first, this is the answer, inhale energy into the body, transform yourself, you use this method to defeat Ming Ye, but I don't know that every time you breathe in a bit of true qi, you will leave a dark injury, Ming Ye is seriously injured, you are actually worse than him, but this injury will take some time, and it will only appear when you urge the true qi with all your might." Hehe, I actually passed on such a dangerous method to you, just to let you take the "Taiyi Xuanjing", if you call me 'ruthless but affectionate', your master is 'ruthless but ruthless'"

Ying Feiyang's blood was surging, but he still said angrily: "I said it, I came up with this method myself, and it has nothing to do with my master." ”

Qing Yi sneered: "According to his cultivation experience, it is not difficult to guide you to come up with this method at all, why do you need to teach it yourself, if I guess correctly, the Jade Void Sutra you practice should be different from the original of the Lingxiao Sword Sect." ”

"That's how to bring forth the new, which is a common thing, and only mediocre people will stick to the old ways. ”

Qingyi Zhenren sneered: "It is common for swordsmanship to bring forth the new, after all, as long as the swordsmanship created does not cut off his ears, there is no harm, but the true qigong method follows the body's qi and blood meridians, the innate five elements and five viscera, and there is no room for the slightest difference, how can it be so simple to create a set of teachings for others, unless——." ”

Qingyi brought his face closer, and whispered to Ying Feiyang's ear: "He wants to test you first." ”