Ye Xingyuan remained silent. He noticed that the bronze medal guard seemed to have spoken a little more, so he put his sword on his chest and asked again: "Do you know Huo Zhen, the commander of the Jinyiwei?"

The bronze medal guard's body slightly frustrated, and he seemed to dislike the question very much. He said coldly: "I saw him take action once ten years ago."

Immediately he kept silent, Ye Xingyuan could understand that although the dead soldiers should be emotional animals, they were obsessed with martial arts and magical powers, and of course they would be shocked when they saw truly powerful people.

If Huo Zhen is here, he can probably take down this so-called bronze guard with one finger.

Ye Xingyuan couldn't help but regret that he had not put more effort into martial arts and magical powers. However, if a first-rank civil servant is here, he can still subdue the bronze guard with one word. Therefore, the civil and military destiny will be the same. The key is that the status and grade are not high enough.

"You still have to struggle to death?" The bronze guard was a little impatient and continued to approach.

Ye Xingyuan took another step back and yelled quickly, "The Yellow Turban Strongman has not yet appeared, when will he wait?"

The effect of the Yellow Turban Strongman in battle is not obvious. He lacks weapons and his movements are a bit clumsy. He looks more like a worker than a soldier. But at this time, the Yellow Turban Strongman can also hold the other party for a short time, and Ye Xingyuan may have the chance to escape.

Seeing the three-meter-high Yellow Turban Strongman, the bronze medal guard was not panicked. He rushed up and wrestled with the Yellow Turban Strongman. Although he was at a disadvantage in terms of body shape, he seemed to have the upper hand from the perspective of strength alone.

Ye Xingyuan knew that time was tight and did not waste it. He took advantage of the Yellow Turban Strongman stopping the bronze guard and turned around and left. He walked around a big tree and immediately launched a ground escape and ran away.

This time, the spiritual power was not accumulated enough, and Ye Xingyuan could not go too far, but he believed that he had also been a bit far from where he had fought just now.

But when Ye Xingyuan emerged from the ground again, he found that the bronze guard was still opposite.

Ye Xingyuan was not surprised. He quietly rose to the ground and suddenly asked, "Do you know Huo Zhen, the commander of the Jinyiwei?"

The bronze medal guard looked at Ye Xingyuan coldly, as if despising him for asking some strange questions.

Ye Xingyuan smiled. He moved his muscles and glanced at the bronze medal guard, as if he was relaxed, "It turns out that you are not alone, you are pretending to be a ghost all day long. I thought you were really fast.

It turned out that a few people were paying attention to a single area. When I lifted the earth escape, I would appear quietly next to me. It would be nothing great if I exposed it."

The speed of earth escape was not slow, and the tracker could not determine Ye Xingyuan's direction. He wanted to stare at him steadily unless he had ten times his speed.

Now it seems that the bronze medal guard does not have Ye Xingyuan's speed ten times, at most it is only ten times the number.

In this way, the single bronze guard is not a terrible thing. Although the defense and maneuverability are very high, the reaction is slow and there is no excellent attack performance. Ye Xingyuan is not without the ability to deal with it.

"You have good eyesight, too." A metal-like sound came from the bushes in front of Ye Xing, and then two or three bronze medal guards walked out and stood side by side in a row.

Since the whole body is covered with patina, it is difficult to tell the difference between these bronze guards without looking carefully.

However, Ye Xingyuan also noticed that the bronze medal guard who had just left the marks by him with the eight-sided sword wheel did not appear, which means that he had not arrived here yet, Ye Xingyuan further lowered his assessment of their mobility.

"But even if you can expose our tricks." These bronze guards seemed to like to speak one by one.

"You still have no choice. If the three of us join forces, we can easily take you down. It's better to die honestly!" Before he finished speaking, these bronze medal guards began to attack like a storm.

Ye Xingyuan even used magical powers to dodge and hide. Although he had sufficient spiritual power, in this case of frontal group fights, there were too few magical powers that were applicable. Since the bronze medal guards used powerful physical attacks, the effects of the magical powers of the character Break and character Break are almost non-existent.

And these bronze medal guards brainwashed the steel will, and the Qingxin Holy Sound magic power has no effect on them.

Ye Xingyuan could only rely on the long-range Pili Xianjing and Bafang Knife Wheel to deal with it, and then used earth escape from time to time to get a distance, but because of insufficient spiritual power, he would soon be caught up by the bronze medal guards.

Ye Xingyuan had all the trump cards, but he was getting more and more embarrassed, and was struggling. Although he was still calm on his face, he had complained countless times in his heart. "If it was really a scholar who met a soldier, he couldn't explain it clearly!"

Could it be that it was difficult to make a brilliant achievement and be able to overthrow the King of Shu and cause a big storm in the officialdom of Shu, but inexplicably died at the hands of several pawns who were not very clear about it?

Ye Xingyuan complained secretly and fought and retreated, but he still couldn't find a chance to escape. Just as he was lamenting, "The sky is so lonely, how can I do with me?", he suddenly heard a woman's scream from the air.

"Senior Brother! Look at someone fighting on the ground! A few people bully one! No! This sword immortal must stand up and go down to help!" With a rumbling sound, a purple figure fell from the sky, turning into a brilliant light like a meteor. He just circled at a bronze medal messenger, and heard a hissing sound. The bronze medal messenger actually broke into two pieces and rolled to the ground.

But there was no bleeding or internal organs in the two sections of the body, and it was completely metallic, just like a person cast with copper and iron!

The woman began to shout again: "Senior Brother! No! The flying sword that the master gave me was so sharp that I actually took a person's life with one sword!

No! This is not a human or a monster! He doesn't bleed or has no internal organs. He cuts it into two pieces and his upper body is still flapping! It's okay, let me solve all the remaining few! The bright and bright universe is rampant, it's really unreasonable!"

The woman screamed and jumped, and her sword light was as fast as she could. She suddenly put down all four bronze medal guards opposite Ye Xingyuan. She was very curious and insisted on cutting a few swords on the fallen guards to see if they would bleed.

Ye Xingyuan was dumbfounded and suddenly felt that the woman's behavior seemed very familiar.

A man in white-clothed high-capped flying with the woman in the air just now fell down steadily, stopped beside Ye Xingyuan, and comforted him: "Little brother, don't worry, since my junior sister takes action, these monsters won't hurt you."

Ye Xingyuan noticed that this man was burly and had a starry-eyed look. He saw him carrying a fairy sword on his back, emitting a faint light. He remembered that this was the territory of Shuzhong, so he asked diligently: "Brother, I wonder if he is a member of the Shushan Sword Sect?"

There has always been a mysterious place in Shu, and the poisons and other places in central and southern Shu are all intimidating. However, the mountains in the west have the legend of the sword immortal.

Among them, Shushan is the most famous. I heard that this Shushan sect can be traced back to the time before the saints came to the age of the Zhou Dynasty. As early as the Zhou Dynasty, a great swordsman abandoned his official position and retired. He passed by Shushan. Seeing the beautiful mountains and rivers and the graceful beauty, he had the idea of ​​settling down.

Later, the swordsman realized the smoke in the mountains every day, and learned the sword energy and the way of the sword immortal. From then on, he could fly with the sword and control the flying sword thousands of miles away to capture the head, just like taking objects from a bag.

At that time, there were many people learning swordsmanship, and Shushan was crowded.

However, Taoism later emerged. Because sword cultivators only seek to strengthen themselves, only seek invincibility, not cultivate their lives, and cannot live forever, they were gradually abandoned by immortals. Later, the saints came to the world and even intercepted the secrets of heaven for scholars to use. In this way, as long as they read according to the steps, they could gain the power and life span of the practitioners, which further lost those who learn swords.

After all, learning sword requires outstanding talent. If you cannot sense flying swords, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless.

However, even so, due to the solid foundation and rapid success of sword cultivators, the Shushan Sword Sect is still one of the best immortal cultivation sects in the past three thousand years, and almost every generation has star disciples flashed.

Therefore, the Shushan Sect is still very famous in the secular world. The young senior brother was not surprised that Ye Xingyuan could recognize it. He smiled reservedly and said, "I am a disciple of Shushan who has been in seclusion for ten years. Today, he is lucky enough to enter the fifth rank. Then he is ordered by his master to go down the mountain to accompany his junior sister to find his relatives."

The fifth-grade swordsman is of the same level as his own, but in terms of combat effectiveness alone, the sword immortal is really powerful, especially when they have a handy weapon, they are really much better than scholars who are not good at fighting.

"Your junior sister" Ye Xingyuan looked at the back of the woman in purple and felt that her cultivation was not high, and she just leaned on the flying sword in her hand to cut melons and vegetables.

The senior brother thought Ye Xingyuan was worried and smiled and said, "You don't have to care. The junior sister held the Dragon Xing sword in my master's sect and dealt with these thieves and monsters. With this sword on it, it was the nemesis of these bronze men."

Ye Xingyuan scratched his head and said, "I don't mean that."

The senior brother was quite stubborn, thinking that he disliked him and did not help, and explained gently: "It's not that I don't want to come forward to help my junior sister, but she has a bad temper. If I can't give it to him, I'm afraid she will lose her temper at me, so you can't go, don't go!"

Ye Xingyuan was amused and crying. In fact, he felt that the girl had seen her figure, and her attitude and behavior were quite familiar. If she had not admitted her mistakes, she would have thought.

"Senior Brother!" The junior sister finally finished all the head and tail, and the bronze medal guards who had been broken into pieces finally stopped moving. She turned around excitedly and wanted to announce her record with pride.

When I turned around, I saw Ye Xingyuan and couldn't help but clapped my hands and laughed, "Young Master Ye, why are you here? I was receiving a letter from my father and went to Tianzhou Prefecture to help you. I didn't expect that I had saved you again before I even claimed!"
Chapter completed!