After the frog prince slipped away, Yue Qiubai didn't pay attention to the pointing and pointing of others, he pulled Bai Xiaohe and walked directly to the teleportation point. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Then, the two flew to Lingfu Peak on a bald eagle, wanting to see what happened to Yan Chiyun?

It is said that this bald eagle is more than one person tall, and its wings are three meters wide, so it is not a problem to carry two people, and its speed is more than half that of the white crane.

As for the fee, it is not expensive to charge one person for a low-grade moon stone.

Soon, the two of them reached the Spirit Rune Peak.

went straight to Yan Chiyun's residence.

In the distance, I saw a circle of people in the open space in front of the hut, and two figures were fighting in the circle.

Yue Qiubai swept left and right, and found Yan Chiyun's figure sandwiched in the crowd.

Walked straight towards it.

After approaching, Yue Qiubai opened his mouth and shouted, "Little Swallow, what are you doing here?"

Yan Chiyun turned around when he heard this, laughed, and said, "Boss, Xiaohe, why are you here?"

Yue Qiubai jokingly said, "This...... I pinched my fingers and knew that Lingfu Peak had a good show to watch, so I pulled a small group and came over to watch the excitement...... Hmph, little swallow, you're too boring, you don't know if you have a good show to watch......"

"Huh?" Yan Chiyun's face turned red and he stammered, "This...... Well, everything is Xiaoyanzi's fault, it's not with you here, forgive me!"

Yue Qiubai laughed dryly, no longer dwelling on this topic, but asked, "Little Swallow, what's the situation here?"

"Okay!" Yan Chiyun stretched out his finger and pointed at a black-robed young man in the fight, and said, "This intermediate disciple, his name is Wu Ye, he claims to be the junior brother of Wei Shangfeng, a senior disciple of the Spirit Beast Branch, he wants us low-level disciples to each hand over a bottle of genuine Qi Replenishing Pill every month as a tribute to honor his Boss Wei, everyone will definitely not be easy to comply, so they have a conflict with each other, he said, if anyone is not convinced, you can go up and challenge him, as long as you win him, you can use it and don't give it to him." “

"Sure enough, it's Nawei Shangfeng who is making a fool...... Yue Qiubai said, "Little Swallow!

Yan Chiyun shook his head and said, "Not yet...... There are a lot of people, and there are people who have to queue, and it hasn't been my turn yet. ”

"Queue?" Yue Qiubai said, "But why don't you see you queuing?"

Yan Chiyun said: "It's lined up! Everyone lined up in a circle, not a row of ......."

Yue Qiubai sighed and said, "That's it!" After a pause, he said, "Then how many people are left for your turn?"

Yan Chiyun said: "It's almost there! There are still three people left to reach me." ”

......

"It's time to lie down!—"

Hearing that the black-robed young man snorted, he saw that he shook the strange blade in his hand that looked like a sword but not a sword, and with a snap, he slapped the opponent's chest fiercely, and immediately knocked the opponent away.

"Wow-"

After the man fell to the ground, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, and then he passed out directly.

"Next!"

Wu Ye injured a person, as if he had pinched an ant to death, and he didn't even look at the opponent who was injured by him, looked up at the sky, and shouted proudly.

Then, I saw a young man in yellow standing up, and he shouted at Wu Ye: "My name is Fang Shaodong, dare to ask Senior Brother Wu for a few tricks, I hope to give me some advice!"

"It's easy to say!" Wu Ye nodded and said, "You can make a move!"

"Okay, look at the sword—"

I don't know when, a sharp long sword appeared in Fang Shaodong's hand, and with a shake of his arm, he stabbed it out with a bang, straight to the opponent's throat, the speed was like electricity, the strength was like thunder, and it was extremely fast.

"Good time!"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Wu Ye's mouth, and he was not in a hurry, and as soon as the strange blade in his hand stirred in the air, a circle-shaped sword appeared.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, but I saw that Fang Shaodong's sword shadow flashed and pierced into the circle, and there was an urgent sound of fighting, which tinkled and continued endlessly.

All of a sudden, the two were violently entangled together.

In other words, Fang Shaodong's swordsmanship is actually very subtle, but his realm is one level lower than that of his opponent, and his true qi is not as strong as the opponent's, and after a little longer, he will gradually fall into disadvantage.

After about thirty rounds of fighting, Fang Shaodong finally couldn't defeat Wu Ye, let the opponent hit the wrist with one move, and after being injured, he was unable to fight again, so he had to obediently abandon his sword and admit defeat.

After Fang Shaodong was defeated, two more people went up to challenge Wu Ye, but they were not opponents, and they only took twenty or thirty moves before they quit stupidly!

"Haha! Is it finally my turn...... Boss! I'll go!"

Sou!

Yan Chiyun's figure suddenly moved, and the next moment, he came to the front of Wu Ye, and his body was extremely mysterious.

He pulled out the incineration gun with his backhand, shook it for a moment, and shouted at Wu Ye: "In Xia Yan Chiyun, I will ask you for a few tricks, please give me advice!"

"Boy, the spirit is good, there must be two brushes, right?" Wu Ye glanced at Yan Chiyun, and then said loudly, "I'll let you make a move first, come on!"

"Good!"

Yan Chiyun was not polite either, with a shake of the spear, a move "Starstream Electric Gallop" was cast, and the speed pierced the opponent's chest like lightning.

"Hmm, there are some doorways......

Wu Ye's pupils shrank suddenly, his expression turned grim, and he immediately swung his sword to meet him.

Bite!

The tip of the spear hit the tip of the sword, and a spark burst out in an instant, which was extremely gorgeous.

In this first move, the two seemed to be on par, and each took half a step back.

"Come again!"

The two glanced at each other, then roared in unison, shook their bodies, and attacked each other again.

In this way, a dragon battle began between Wu Ye and Yan Chiyun.

In other words, Yan Chiyun's current cultivation is a ninth-order moon slave, and he can almost break through to become a moon guest, but his real combat power is comparable to that of the moon master.

Therefore, even against Wu Ye, who was at the level of a moon guest, Yan Chiyun's pressure was not very great, and he was fully equipped with the power of Jiejie.

All of a sudden, Yan and Wu fought for eight pounds and eight taels, and no one could help anyone.

At the beginning, Yan Chiyun used the five-grade mystic technique - Thirteen Strikes of the Burning Plains to fight the enemy, and the moves opened and closed, swallowing mountains and rivers.

And Wu Ye doesn't know what kind of swordsmanship he is making, it is also at the level of mysticism, unpredictable, overcoming rigidity with softness, and it is very vicious.

The two of them are fast fighting, and in the blink of an eye, they have exchanged more than a dozen rounds.

Suddenly, Yan Chiyun shouted: "What kind of intermediate disciple is just a general...... It's not fun, don't play anymore......"

After speaking, as soon as the move changed, a set of six-grade occult level combos broke out.

The spring breeze rises!

Wildfire is here!

Fly ashes!

Kill, kill, kill, incinerate the three kills, everything can be killed.

As soon as this technique came out, the heavens and the earth were killed.

Wu Ye's expression suddenly became extremely solemn: "This ...... What kind of trick is this? It seems like I have no more tricks to break...... What should I do? What should I do?

The killing move is near, but the heart is in turmoil.

In the end, Wu Yeyi gritted his teeth and shouted, "Boy, you forced me, so let you taste the power of my immortal talisman...... Go!"

His left hand was raised slightly, and with a bang, he saw a green light fly out, winding directly towards Yan Chiyun. (To be continued.) )