Jiang Ping'er, who vaguely saw the white rainbow, smashed a boulder thrown by a stone-throwing car into the trunk of a peach blossom tree in Baiyuanyuan, stepped on the wall with both feet, and reflected back at a faster speed.

Jiang Ping'er used her push palm to push Ye Linfeng's forehead.

Ye Linfeng held down Jiang Ping'er, who smashed into his forehead like an arrow, spread out his palm, and pushed softly, and in an instant, Ye Linfeng and Jiang Ping'er were dozens of feet away.

Ye Linfeng's hair and clothes were not messy, his expression remained unchanged, Jiang Ping'er looked tired, but she still looked at Ye Linfeng coldly.

Because the aura of the mixed yuan immortal essence on Ye Linfeng's body was temporarily covered, and Jiang Ping'er taught the scholar in front of her husband Situ Qingyun a lesson. Therefore, Feng Wuyue did not recognize this scholar as Ye Linfeng, who had been pursued by the major forces, but when he saw the strength of this scholar, the killing intent became more and more intense, and his slender eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Ye Linfeng as if he was looking at a prey.

Ye Linfeng has read a lot of books, the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect Washing Scripture Pavilion, and the books of the Tianzhao Pavilion of the Tianzhao Courtyard have all been roughly read by Ye Linfeng, and his tricks are very miscellaneous, so he didn't know how to break him with the soft palm that Jiang Ping'er pushed away.

Jiang Ping'er pondered for a moment, and her mental power gradually gathered together.

A white mang bloomed in Jiang Ping'er's hand, instantly turning into a glass-like short blade, Jiang Ping'er waved, and the glass-like short blade in her hand was like a heavenly thunderbolt that followed, heading towards Ye Linfeng dozens of zhang away.

Wherever the glass-like blade passed, the broken petals flew all over the sky, spinning a colorful wind.

"Karma Fire White Mang! Sanqiuzi actually taught you the Karma Fire White Mang. Feng Wuyue, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was a little surprised, you must know that this karmic fire white mang didn't even have a chance to be taught by Situ Qingyun, this Jiang Ping'er's qualifications are indeed good, otherwise Sanqiuzi would not have taught the karmic fire white mang to a woman.

Ye Linfeng looked at the white mang that was already close at hand, and responded calmly, before this white mang appeared in Jiang Ping'er's hand, Ye Linfeng had already untied the wooden sword like a wooden sword behind his back, and broke the strip of cloth wrapped around the wooden sword.

Everyone watching the battle was surprised, none of them guessed that this poor scholar in a white-washed cyan shirt would even have such a shabby sword in his hand.

After being surprised, there was ridicule, sarcasm, and contempt, these children of the family were like this, even though they had all seen the good strength shown by Ye Linfeng, but seeing such a shabby appearance, these children of the family who had power and financial resources in Kyoto in the Central Region still had to be sarcastic about Ye Linfeng.

"You see, the poor scholar's broken wooden sword, like a lump of wood, was embarrassed to take it out and fiddle with it. ”

Zhao Ning'er said to Zhou Hanlin, her eyes full of disdain for such a lowly person.

"It's really insulting to the reputation of our readers, I think he is just a beautiful little white face, and at first glance he is not a real reader, a hypocritical guy. Somehow, Zhou Hanlin was angry.

As for why Zhou Hanlin said such a thing, the reason is very simple, Ye Linfeng came to Kyoto in the Central Regions Dynasty, and this handsome face compared Zhou Hanlin.

Swish!

A wooden sword danced wildly, but the flowers in the garden were safe and sound.

The sword and sword aura are like the painter splashing ink with a freehand.

The sword aura is very strong, and there is anger, remorse, and chic in the sword qi, but there is no hatred.

Yes, Ye Linfeng has never hated Jiang Ping'er from beginning to end, what she wants to pursue is her choice, he will not stop it, but he will be sad and heartbroken, so he is very angry.

Ye Linfeng clenched the wooden sword, the strength was all on his wrist, as if he was holding a Cuiyunji big wolf, and he tried his best to splash ink, and several ink-like invisible sword qi blurred in his "pen tip".

On the white rays of karmic fire, with a bang, the white rays of karmic fire exploded, and the sword qi like ink turned into nothingness.

The soles of Ye Linfeng's feet were three inches off the ground, and he walked forward in pieces, and after stopping his body, he twisted the toes of his feet, and the pair of torn linen shoes under his feet raised a burst of mud, and swept forward again, and the white-washed cyan Confucian shirt floated up at this moment, his body was steady, chic, fearless, and he moved forward with a sword.

Another white mang bloomed in Jiang Ping'er's hand, and in an instant, it turned into a glass-like short blade in her hand, and shot out towards Ye Linfeng, who was walking quickly.

Ye Linfeng still swept straight forward, without the slightest deviation, this time the wooden sword incense soul no longer "splashed ink", but slammed it down like holding a stick.

Bang!

The thunder resounded for hundreds of miles, the birds and insects in the gardens all fled, and the rare and precious flowers in the world were ruined and fell to the ground.

Unconsciously, more than a dozen white mangs had bloomed in Jiang Ping'er's hands, and Ye Linfeng had already swung the wooden sword more than a dozen times.

The wooden sword smashed on the white rays that shot out, and they exploded instantly, and Ye Linfeng and Jiang Ping'er's clothes were stirred up by the violent wind brought by the explosion, fluttering and shaking.

Those who were watching the battle in the Hundred Gardens all hid to the side, waiting for the outcome of the battle between Ye Linfeng and Jiang Ping'er.

"You go, see you next time, I will not show mercy. ”

Just when everyone couldn't guess the result, a voice sounded.