A mastery of Sanqiuzi, the owner of Biyun Mountain Villa.

Situ Qingyun's palm was split, with a terrifying hurricane and a dazzling electric light.

His palm is very large, and the target is not Ye Linfeng's face or chest, but Ye Linfeng's crotch.

His mind is very resentful and cruel. The means are very obscene and shameless. But his palm is really powerful, and it's merciless.

As soon as Situ Qingyun made a move, he made a very ruthless move, which was a very powerful move.

At this time, Situ Qingyun did not recognize this scholar as Ye Linfeng, and he did not have any new and old grudges with him, but as soon as he made a move, it was a ruthless move, and he still slashed towards Ye Linfeng's crotch.

With a whoosh, a blue light flashed dozens of feet away from Situ Qingyun, his body was very fast, but it was also very stable, the cyan Confucian shirt floated up, and the bun coiled up on his head was not messy.

Almost everyone present was taken aback, even Feng Wuyue's group was also surprised, Feng Wuyue's slender eyes narrowed, looking at the green shirt in the distance, a little puzzled, obviously he didn't perceive the aura of a cultivator on him, he never expected that this scholar would be able to dodge Situ Qingyun's shocking palm.

Situ Qingyun didn't expect that this poor scholar, who looked inconspicuous in other places except for his appearance, would be able to dodge Master Sanqiuzi's master's mastery of Sanqiuzi's mastery, although Situ Qingyun's mastery of this trick Sanqiuzi had not yet reached the point of reaching the peak, but he also had eighty percent of his skills.

Situ Qingyun's face became even purple, there were many people in the Hundred Gardens, and he didn't slap this poor scholar to death with one palm, and the big words he said before were now passable on face.

Situ Qingyun gritted his teeth and took out a long sword, which was cold, as if he had just been drawn out of the cold pool.

This is the Dao sword that Situ Qingyun has cultivated, it is extraordinary at first glance, Situ Qingyun held this cold sword and swung his sword towards Ye Linfeng......

Ye Linfeng didn't take out the two swords on his body, one was the Osmanthus Wood Incense Soul Sword, and the other was the Eighteen Yin Han Short Sword.

In his opinion, Situ Qingyun was a small realm below him, and it was not worth his sword.

In the face of Situ Qingyun's sword-swinging attack, Ye Linfeng's Confucian shirt floated without wind, and he wanted to shake Situ Qingyun's cold sword with his Dao Yin true body.

The spring breeze suddenly rose, and two afterimages appeared, heading towards the center of the hundred gardens.

Boom!

Ye Linfeng and Situ Qingyun met, Ye Linfeng's fist and Situ Qingyun's cold sword had also met, countless fierce winds roared up, dancing wildly around the bodies of the two people, brushing the clothes of the two, and the explosion sounded, like a thunderclap, falling in the middle of the hundred gardens.

A pair of fists, a cold sword, the sound exploded, the remnants of the Dao, Situ Qingyun and Ye Linfeng launched a fierce fight in the hundred gardens.

Some of the daughters couldn't help but scream, the poor scholar who was not at all inconspicuous except for his appearance was able to fight with the Situ family's Situ Young Master, and he had not fallen behind in the slightest.

Situ Qingyun was still wielding his cold sword, and every sword move was fatal, stabbing at Ye Linfeng's vital point, and Ye Linfeng shook Situ Qingyun with his bare hands.

A clear sound suddenly sounded in the hundred gardens.

The spring breeze no longer blows slightly, but whirring.

The spring breeze was chaotic, and the two afterimages were also chaotic.

Ye Linfeng had already opened the Dao Seal True Body, and a pair of fists met Situ Qingyun's cold sword again and again, and left again and again.

In just an instant, the two exchanged dozens of times.

That clear sound was issued by Situ Qingyun Han Sword, which was Sanqiuzi's most unique mastery, and it was Sanqiuzi's own swordsmanship.

This sword technique is called the blue bird, it will emit a kind of bird chirp, Situ Qingyun's trick blue bird has been practiced for more than ten years, and now it has been practiced eighty percent, and the power is naturally good.

With a clear sound, Ye Linfeng's hair gradually became messy, but his clothes were not broken, and the stripes of the Dao Seal of the golden Dao Seal covered Ye Linfeng's whole body.

He opened the first layer of the Dao Seal True Body, and the golden striped rune stripes appeared, but his face was deliberately erased by him, and the other parts were also covered by the white-washed cyan Confucian shirt, and everyone couldn't see the slightest clue, they were all curious about what kind of muscles and bones Ye Linfeng was made of, and he was able to shake Situ Qingyun's Blue Bird Sword Technique with his bare hands without falling behind.

Situ Qingyun was a sword again, his eyes widened angrily, and ninety percent of the mental power in the sea of consciousness was poured into his hand and the cold sword, and he was angry when he saw that pair of Danfeng eyes.

At this time, Situ Qingyun's heart was already very resentful, he was very Ye Linfeng, that day on his big day, he wanted to humiliate Ye Linfeng, but he was beaten half-crippled by the other party, and at this time he met such a poor sour scholar with the same pair of Danfeng eyes, he originally wanted to go up and humiliate this inconspicuous-looking poor sour boy with a bad breath, but he didn't expect that he couldn't slaughter this scholar.

Of course he hated, of course he was angry, so he wanted to kill this poor scholar as much as possible, and he poured ninety percent of his mental power into this sword, and if this sword was not successful, then he couldn't live.

A huge cyan sword qi accompanied by a clear sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth, slashing towards Ye Linfeng in front of him.

Ye Linfeng's white-washed cyan shirt was stirred up by this huge cyan sword qi, fluttering and swaying, and his hair was blown up, and the belt that tied his hair was about to be blown away.

Ye Linfeng didn't move, calmly looking at Situ Qingyun opposite, and didn't care about the huge cyan sword qi that slashed at him.

In fact, he is not good, this sword qi is used in the hands of Situ Qingyun, who has already been eighty percent of the three autumn sons, and the power is naturally not to be underestimated, Ye Linfeng can deal with this sword, because he has faced a great killing technique that is even more powerful than this, but he can't be as calm as he is at this moment.

But Ye Linfeng is pretending to be painless, he is not hypocritical, but it makes Situ Qingyun even more angry, not that he is narrow-minded, but that he wants to make Situ Qingyun feel completely hopeless.

Ye Linfeng calmly faced a sword qi because he had already opened the first weight of the Dao Seal True Body.

The cyan sword qi slashed at Ye Linfeng's body, Ye Linfeng did not die, was not repulsed, and did not vomit blood, he still did not move, he just looked at Situ Qingyun calmly, and waited until this huge cyan sword qi disappeared.

Then he moved, stepped forward with one foot, put his right foot on the ground, and a thunderclap sounded on the ground.

(The third watch, today's fourth watch)