"Fu Junyu, the middle level of the Grand Master, with a martial arts value of 231o66 points: physical fitness 66/81, the seventh level of internal strength of the secret skill of the master 'Nine Profound Art', 120,000, 'Yi Jian Technique', 90,000, and 21,000 light body technique of the Yi Jian."

The disciples of Yijian Pavilion finally came out to stop them.

Bao Hui rolled his eyes: "What did you do before? He appeared earlier, as for the trouble he made now? Fu Junmao woke up and didn't know how to complain!"

This beautiful girl has a very similar temperament to Fu Junmai, and she almost mistakenly thought she was a real sister. But the feeling of her opening was not Fu Junmai's style.

"You! How could you, the demon, hurt so many of us?"

Is this a raid?

Bao Hui sneered, "I thought I didn't know? You asked these clowns to come out and do it. Are you upset? Do your master dare to see me? It seems that you can represent Yi Jiange. Just say "Absent the defeat" and I will turn around and leave."

"you……"

The girl almost cried out in anger, drew her sword and attacked her...

"Jun Yu, stop, please come up with this young man."

At this time, a soft, beautiful and pleasant baritone came, and the girl Junyu put away her sword in anger and walked to the front in a quiet voice.

Bao Hui glanced at the audience calmly, and all the warriors avoided his gaze. He glanced at Gai Suwen indifferently. Gai Suwen was already decadently helped up by the generals, and his face looked quite ugly.

"Hmph! If you don't commit suicide, you won't die." Bao Hui was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he shook his sleeves and left.

When he came up the mountain, he ate a roll of his eyes from Jun Yu again. Bao Hui grimaced at her and made a face. Then he looked at Fu Cailin in the pavilion and saw Fu Cailin's perfect back, standing upright like a mountain, as powerful as abyss, and extraordinary style.

"Fu Cailin, high-level master, with a martial arts value of 48oo69 points: physical fitness 72/92, the ninth level of secret skill "Nine Profound Art" is 20,000, 'Yi Jian Technique' is 20,000, and 80,000 in light body technique of Yi Jian."

Except for Fu Junyu, a disciple of "Yi Jianzhi", the rest of him were all samurai maids, all of whom were young beautiful girls with beautiful appearance and beautiful posture.

"Why are you insisting on forcing me? It's not even more enjoyable to give life to this beautiful nature!" He turned sideways and forgot that the snow lines on the hill reflected the brilliance of the blue sky and blue sky, adding to him endless charm.

"This uncle loves it too much and is too good at pretending to be 'punk'! But what's strange is that it's not annoying!" Bao Hui's heart moved.

Listening to Fu Cailin's beautiful voice full of strange charm and the delicate appearance of the beautiful Korean beauties, people will remind people of his face that is so flawless, but the fact is just the opposite. Fu Cailin has a look that is absolutely not handsome and weird and ugly.

He had a face that was extremely narrow and unusually long, and all the facial features on it were a disadvantage that no one wanted to have. It seemed like he was squeezed into a pile, making his forehead look particularly high, his chin was slender and his outer cover was a bit sluggish, and his curved nose bridge was not as tall as the previous example, making his eyes smaller and smaller in contrast to his mouth. Fortunately, there was a black head with long shoulders, which harmonized the dissonance between the wide shoulders and the narrow surface, otherwise it would be even more awkward and weird.

But his eyes are so unforgettable.

Because of these eyes, the facial features that were originally cramped and inappropriate due to the gathering, the whole face immediately became perfect as if it were completely transformed.

Although the nose is still the same nose, the mouth is still the same mouth, the eyes are still thin and long, the forehead is too high, the chin is facing relatively, but it is not ugly after getting it done, making people feel that the boundary between extreme beauty and extreme ugliness can not only be vague, but also crossed.

The biggest contributor to such an effect must be the pair of eye beads that are as lively as gods in their eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky, embedded in their appropriate long eyes, perfectly dressed in the sky.

Just because of these eyes, Fu Cailin came to life and perfectly like a broken statue.

"This is..." Bao Hui immediately felt: "This is the application of spiritual power."

No wonder!

Fu Cailin has an imperfect and almost morbid appearance. Zheng is the owner of this face but has created the perfect swordsmanship and pursues perfection in everything.

"There is never the ultimate martial arts. You are pursuing perfection between heaven and earth, and even exploring the strange mysteries between heaven and earth." Bao Hui spread his hands and said, "And I just want to finish what I should do, and I am also pursuing progress."

"Well said!" Fu Cailin sighed with his palm and looked at him again.

"Yeah!" Bao Hui was stunned, "Is this uncle discharged electricity to me?"

"You little disciple is so good!" Fu Cailin's nose tip closed slightly, and the temperature in his eyes was much softer.

"What a sensitive nose! When martial arts reached this point, the five senses of the body, and even the sixth sense, were very strong!" Bao Hui felt relieved: "Since he smelled Fu Junhua, it seemed that this fight would not be able to fight. Otherwise, only 5 swords were needed, and the stored 10,000 internal energy would be consumed, and then he would be beaten back to the pitiful lethality of 99 points."

"Clang!"

Fu Cailin drew out his long sword, and a sword sounded throughout the world. “Young brother, it’s rare to be an opponent! Please draw the sword.”

"Is this old boy unpredictable?

Bao Hui doesn't like this state of being led away.

As expected, he raised the low-level spirit sword readily and stabbed it with all his strength with his maximum output value of 230,000 internal force.

The sword intent magic power, the word "fast" used by the word "show" is like piercing through the space and appears in front of Fu Cailin the next moment.

"Good sword technique, good sword intent!"

Fu Cailin sighed happily, and the Yi sword in his hand was raised like an elf, and he held Bao Hui's "Quick Sword Technique" with one sword. However, he didn't expect that he was young and the internal strength on the sword was so powerful.

He quickly put the sword body on the side and pointed it one inch behind the sword tip of the force pierced by Bao Huiling Sword. He immediately removed 20% of the powerful energy of 230,000. The remaining power allowed him to take over with all his strength.

"Dou!"

The crisp sound of interception shocked the entire Yijian Valley.

"Ah?" Fu Junyu covered his mouth and exclaimed gently. Gai Suwen and others in the valley below all changed their colors.

Fu Cailin's sword tip was quick, and then he sent it off, and his body flew away with the force.

Bao Hui was extremely uncomfortable. The spiritual sword in his hand almost flew away, so he had to follow the force and move forward quickly.

The two of them seemed to be knocked away by huge power in an instant, but in fact they were not as terrifying as outsiders saw. Their first moves were clear to each other, just a test.

The two of them had a sense of each other, and they had no intention of killing each other. So they collected their internal strength at the same time, simply competing with sword skills.

This time, although the powerful sword intent and oppression was lost, the scene became even more exciting.

Yi Jianzhi is like playing chess, and he has a backhand for each move. Sometimes it seems like Bao Hui himself sent the spiritual sword to the door and was hit by Yi Jian.

The Breaking Sword and using the "Breaking Sword" of "Dugu Nine Swords", the powerful philosophical concept of swordsmanship and martial arts that is better than moves without moves are even more unpredictable. A random move is like an antelope hanging its horns, freehand painting at will!

Except for the powerful Fu Junyu who could understand a trace of the thread, the other beauties were dizzy and moved under their hearts, and they felt nauseous as if they were pregnant.

Fu Junyu quickly waved his hand to ask them to retreat to make rest, but she left for careful observation. She understood that such a competition of strong swordsmanship is rare in a century. It is very beneficial for understanding her own sword intent and improving her swordsmanship cultivation.

"So strong!" Fu Junyu unknowingly put Bao Hui at the same height as his master to admire him.

"Haha! Have fun, have fun!" Fu Cailinmu threw the sword and clapped his hands and laughed: "I've inherited the teachings!"

Bao Hui shook his head and sighed: "Yi's sword technique is indeed innovative."

Fu Cailin said happily when she heard this, "Oh? How to be creative and novel!" Her expression at this moment was not as reserved as the three masters. She was like a child who got full marks and wished that all elders could know their achievements. For Bao Hui, he had more equal recognition of the same level and his praise for his strong swordsmanship and sword intent concepts.

Bao Hui sighed: "It is really powerful to be able to integrate the way of chess and swordsmanship and layout the world. Unfortunately..."

"What a pity? Is there any advice!" Fu Cailin reached out and pulled him down, poured him a cup of tea himself, and gently pushed the tea cup in front of Bao Hui, as if he was treating his friends, and he couldn't say anything at all.

"So-called success is Xiao He, failure is Xiao He!" Bao Hui spoke up with his feelings, and then woke up and said, "Oh, I dare not take it as a counselor..."

But Fu Cailin didn't hear his last words. When he heard the comments before, he was stunned. After a long time, he was shocked all over. The lost brilliance in his eyes came back instantly. He bowed to Bao Hui.

Bao Hui hurriedly got up and returned the greeting. This uncle was so stylish that he didn't dare to accept this huge etiquette at will.

But Fu Cailin held his return gift and laughed and said, "You should receive this gift from me! If you succeed in the future, you will get rid of the shackles of the 'Yi Jianzhi' and realize the great way of swordsmanship. I will give you my best friend's advice today."

The beautiful Fu Junyu in the pavilion not far away was already stunned, "When did the master treat people like this?! It's amazing..."

Bao Hui clasped his fists and said, "Then I will congratulate you in advance and you will be able to achieve the swordsmanship as soon as possible."

Fu Cailin smiled freely and asked him to sit down again, saying, "With my friend's sword skills and strength, I shouldn't make things difficult for Jun Chuo..."

Bao Hui turned red and waved his hand and said, "How could it be! It turned out that the senior misunderstood. I had no choice but to come up with this bad plan. It was really Miss Junchuo's business, so it was difficult to mention it to outsiders, and it was not easy for you to break in here..."

Fu Cailin's face darkened and he said worriedly: "The original Junchuo is in trouble! I wonder what her current situation is?"

Bao Hui quickly told Fu Junmao carefully about the situation. Of course, he would not mention it in front of her master if he took a bath, cleaned his body, took a medicine bath, and helped her change clothes if he was beaten to death.

Fu Cailin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay that Jun Chuo used the unique mysterious skills of this sect and fell into a dormant state. Fortunately, my friend sent him back in time, otherwise Jun Chuo would never be able to wake up a year later..."

"Ah!..." Fu Junyu, who was beside him, reacted at this moment and exclaimed: "Master, that senior sister..., this one, this one... well, where is my senior sister now?"

Bao Hui nodded and smiled at her, saying, "Don't worry, your senior sister will cultivate in an inn in the town of Shanxia Town."

Fu Cailin and Fu Junyu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Fu Junyu patted his tall clothes on his chest and said, "That's good, senior sister is here, no one dares to disturb her."

Bao Hui heard her meaning and shocking power for Fu Cailin and her master in the Three Kingdoms of Goryeo.

"No matter what, there are many troubles. There are so many dreams in the night. Let's take your senior sister back secretly. Only in Yijian Pavilion, you can you really feel at ease, right?" Bao Hui couldn't wait to complete the task.

"My friend is right! It's inconvenient to say something about Jun Chuo, and I'm inconvenient to come forward... Jun Yu, you go there in person and bring your senior sister back and take good care of her!" Fu Cailin nodded and ordered.

"Goodbye!" Bao Hui stood up and left after showing his salute.

Fu Cailin personally sent him to the mountain pass, and Fu Junyu followed him not far behind. Judging from his posture, it was the performance of his disciple's ritual.

This shocked all the Korean warriors in the entire valley!

"This man is so strong! He can actually escape unstoppable, and Master Fu personally sent him down the mountain!!! This..."

How could Bao Hui care about these things? He was anxious and just wanted to complete the task.

"Mr., young master, you are back!" The shopkeeper slapped Bao Hui with a sad face.

Bao Hui looked at him hesitantly, and finally did not ask too much, meddling in other people's business. He quickly walked upstairs, but saw that his room was empty. When he remembered the expression of the shopkeeper of the shopkeeper of the first shopkeeper, he suddenly became furious and rushed downstairs and twisted the shopkeeper of the inn on the ground.

"Tell me, where is the patient in my room? Who picked him up?" He just needed to think about it and knew what was going on. He hoped not to meet someone who was too lustful and indulged in lust, otherwise Fu Junma's body would not be able to withstand the toss and troubles.
Chapter completed!