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Chapter 207: Teasing

This old nun with the law name Xuanbi turned out to be a master who had participated in the Broken Sky Cliff Fighting Method three hundred and sixty years ago, and it was said that her age should be around four hundred years old, but her face was withered and wrinkled, and the Flowing Wave Fairy who participated in the fighting method at the same time did not know how many times older she was.

Even if he is drunk than Ye Xiaochuan's master, he looks much older.

Xuanbi Lao Nun, Liubo Fairy, and Drunken Daoist, these three people should be almost the same age, but their faces are very different.

Drunken Taoist people are born to love wine, and he is drunk like mud every day, and his old appearance is caused by the intestinal poison of wine, so he looks twenty or thirty years older than the Liubo Fairy.

However, Xuanbi Lao Nun is so old because of his own poor Taoism, and he has reached his old age, and Master Xuanhui said that this Xuanbi Lao Nun has been trapped in the eighth layer of the spiritual silence realm for more than a hundred years, which means that the Xuanbi Lao Nun has not yet reached the ninth layer of the realm of heaven and man.

It is indeed rare that she has lived for almost four hundred years based on the Spiritual Silence Realm, but if she can't reach the ninth layer of the Heavenly Human Realm within ten years, her life will come to an end.

Xuanbi Lao Nun clasped his hands together, sighed softly, and recited the Buddha name of "Amitabha Buddha" in his mouth, his eyes were a little confused.

Her obsession was too heavy, especially three hundred and sixty years ago, when she was defeated by the Qingfeng Sword of the Drunken Daoist of Cangyun Gate in the first round of the Broken Sky Cliff Fighting Method, which made it difficult for her, who was once arrogant, to accept.

It took her fifty years from the sixth layer of the primordial god realm to reach the seventh layer of the out-of-body realm, and it took another hundred and fifty years to reach the eighth layer of the spiritual silence realm.

Master Xuanhui knew too much about the demons in this senior sister's heart, so she made a point, but she also knew very well in her heart that this senior sister of hers was afraid that even if she could have an epiphany, she would not live too long.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't know that Master Xuan Hui was watching him from a distance, he was joking like a cat catching a mouse, that Ouyang Caiyu knew that it was not his opponent, and he still fought to the death.

The shining blue silk magic weapon attacked Ye Xiaochuan again and again, but unfortunately, no matter how Ouyang Caiyu poured into the true law, the hundreds of cyan qi swords that swirled around Ye Xiaochuan were like a sword wall that couldn't even be broken by water, no matter how many brilliant blue brilliance the blue aura, they would be easily shattered by the cyan qi sword.

Someone has already run to Langya Mountain, and it seems that they are preparing to go up the mountain to move rescue soldiers.

Yang Shijiu's eyes on the side were about to pop out at this moment, watching the blue streamer and the cyan qi sword in front of him collide again and again, this scene was extremely impactful for her, a mortal.

In the past, she taught those ruffian flower arms in Hanyang City, and three or five flower arms couldn't get close to her body at all, but now she was sad to death, and her own martial arts were no different from ants in front of Xiuzhen immortals.

At this moment, in Yang Shijiu's heart, he was even more determined to find his own immortal fate!

The young man named Ye Xiaochuan in front of him seems to be only a little older than himself, but his ability is superb, and Ouyang Caiyu, who is like a fairy in his heart, has been fighting with Ye Xiaochuan for a long time, but even Ye Xiaochuan's three zhang distance is not close.

Ouyang Caiyu's face was white for a while, green for a while, and he was still gritting his teeth and stoic.

But Ye Xiaochuan stood leisurely in the dense sword circle, not in a hurry or impatient, and he didn't even move his hand.

The contrast between the two hatchbacks is superior and inferior.

Yang Shijiu secretly pondered in his heart: "Although I am a little younger, it should be more than enough to be my own master, if I can worship him as a teacher and cultivate for decades, I will definitely be able to achieve great achievements, even if I am ranked in the immortal class for hundreds of years, it is not impossible!"

Her heart was hot, and she couldn't wait for Ye Xiaochuan to immediately knock Ouyang Caiyu, a little slut, to the ground, and she would immediately pounce forward and kneel down to ask this little immortal Ye Xiaochuan to accept her disciple.

Ye Xiaochuan fought for a while, and found that although this blue silk magic weapon was very strong, Ouyang Caiyu's cultivation was not high, and he could not exert the true power of the blue silk magic weapon, so he had no heart to continue fighting with this little girl.

At this time, several streamers flew down from Langya Mountain, and it seemed that the master of Langya Immortal Trail had arrived, and he could deal with more than a dozen little disciples who had not reached the fifth layer of the Heavenly Flying Realm, but he would definitely not be able to beat the masters of the elders of Langya Immortal Sect, and he would accept it when he saw it, which was Ye Xiaochuan's consistent principle of doing things.

The sword circle, which had always been in a defensive state, moved by his thoughts, hundreds of cyan qi swords changed the appearance of the previous sword formation, and all the sword blades swished towards Ouyang Caiyu.

Ouyang Caiyu was young after all, and she didn't have much experience in fighting enemies, when she saw the countless qi swords controlled by Ye Xiaochuan suddenly turned towards her, the blades of each qi sword were like a ghost, and a chill rushed directly from the Heavenly Spirit Gai to the soles of her feet.

She was almost instinctive, her body quickly retreated, and she wielded a soft blue silk magic weapon in her hand, forming blue circles of light, as if facing a great enemy, ready to face Ye Xiaochuan's countless qi swords to counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaochuan just shook a shot, and in the midst of laughter, not only did he not control the qi sword pursuit, but the qi sword in the sky suddenly merged into the bladeless sword body like a long whale absorbing water, and the qi sword that was invincible just now disappeared in an instant.

Ouyang Caiyu's face was as ugly as she was at the moment, no matter how stupid she was, she also understood that Ye Xiaochuan was teasing herself just now, watching herself laugh.

When he laid down a series of defenses, this stinky boy not only did not attack, but instead retracted his sword momentum, this kind of shame and humiliation, how did she, a young and arrogant young woman, suffer?

"I'll fight with you!"

She gritted her teeth and brandished the Blue Aya magic weapon to attack again.

At this time, several rays of light had already flown down from the top of Langya Mountain, and a hoarse voice shouted: "Caiyu, Hugh is presumptuous!"

Ouyang Caiyu heard the voice, stopped his figure, looked up, and immediately burst into tears.

The three people fell, led by a middle-aged man in a dark green robe, with an elegant temperament, but his eyes were as bright and dazzling as a torch.

Behind him were two young men, and the two young men successfully attracted Ye Xiaochuan's attention, not because of how handsome and chic these two young men were, but because these two men were almost identical in height, appearance, and dress.

It turned out to be a pair of twin brothers!