A sword.

Forced to reveal the true identity of the woman in front of him.

Is it Shi Qingxuan?

Still the descendant of Cihang Jingzhai, Shi Fei Xuan...

Leaning forward, his right hand has already grasped the hilt of the sword. The next moment is the time for the Zhu sword to be unsheathed.

same.

Facing this unseen sword, Shi Qingxuan's pretty face became very solemn. This extreme sense of oppression was an almost similar feeling she had experienced again when she faced her crazy father.

In her perception, Shi Qingxuan felt that this sword would be a sword that she could not escape.

Thinking of this, a wry smile couldn't help but spread at the corner of his mouth.

Accepting the request of the great scholar Wang Tong was a way of repaying his mother, but Shi Qingxuan really didn't expect that someone would do something to her in broad daylight. Not only did the other party completely ignore the righteous people, but they didn't even pay attention to the demon sect.

inside.

This is the first time Shi Qingxuan has seen such wanton behavior.

Today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go back intact!

She bit her lower lip tightly with her fine white teeth. In the faint night breeze, Shi Qingxuan almost raised her mental power to its peak, and her eyes fell firmly on the pink scabbard wrapped around Yue Yuan's waist.

On top of the long sword.

The wind stopped.

Leaves fall.

The sword is about to be unsheathed.

"Um?"

The Zhu Sword had just been halfway pulled out, but he suddenly inserted it back into the scabbard. Turning sideways, Yue Yuan avoided the sound that broke through the air behind him, and the branches under his feet were hit directly by the shooting objects.

It broke and fell from the treetops.

At this moment, he had already found an opportunity to escape and quickly retreated.

"Young master, if you really want to see the concubine Xuan, Qingxuan will inform you on your behalf!"

As he finished speaking, his figure flickered, and soon Shi Qingxuan, dressed in green clothes, had disappeared under the moonlit night, leaving only the faint body fragrance that diffused in the air.

"..."

Yue Yuan withdrew his gaze from Shi Qingxuan's disappearing back. Instead of chasing after Shi Qingxuan, Yue Yuan's eyes fell on the thing that had just hit his feet. Wherever he looked, it was a long knife, which was being stabbed tremblingly at the moment.

There was a buzzing sound in the trunk of the tree.

Look back again.

Yue Yuan's eyes have already fallen on the man who just took out the long sword - he is dressed in an earthy yellow warrior uniform. He is tall and straight, with a face as sharp as a statue, and he is obviously of barbarian descent.

His eyes moved slightly down from the opponent's face, and stopped at the opponent's waist, where there was a long sword.

On the other side is an empty scabbard.

Obviously.

The long knife was thrown by him just now.

The person who came was none other than the young Turkic master Ba Fenghan.

Not far away from him stood Fu Junyu, the second disciple of Yijian Master Fu Cailin. At this time, this beautiful woman with an alien flavor was blinking and staring at the angry mask on Yue Yuan's face. It seemed.

I want to see Yue Yuan's true face through that mask.

Looking back slightly, he saw that not far behind Ba Fenghan, the great scholar Wang Tong, Ouyang Xiyi and other famous masters had arrived. And not only that, Yue Yuan even saw Dong Dong who was far behind.

Little Princess Ming Shan Meixian.

Thinking that his move to test Shi Qingxuan with a sword in the air aroused their thoughts.

Looking at the crowd that vaguely surrounded him, Yue Yuan said nothing. He just sighed and said, "What a pity!"

Fall short!

However, I have already left a mark and left a very deep impression on Shi Qingxuan. I think it is much better than the people who want to leave an impression in front of me. Although this impression may not be very good, it is better than these people after all.

For those who want to leave an impression but cannot make an impression, this is much better.

"The night is long. I didn't expect everyone to be so lonely!"

"It's a pity that I can't accompany you to enjoy the moon here!"

"What I want is almost enough. I have left a very deep impression on everyone in Qingxuan. Farewell!"

He slightly cupped his hands, and the angry mask combined with the casual words made other people present extremely angry, especially the two old men Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi who almost exploded with anger. What did the other party say?

Is it "ciluo" naked and taunting other people present?

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Yuan stepped on the treetops. As the branches and leaves swayed, Yue Yuan's figure rose from the ground, and he was already heading into the distance in an instant.

Just when Yue Yuan stood up, Ba Fenghan took action.

As soon as his body shape changed, he put his right hand on the hilt of the sword and wanted to strike.

But as soon as the long sword was mostly pulled out, other people present heard a clanging sound, and Ba Fenghan groaned before inserting the long sword back in his hand.

People with sharp eyes even noticed that the moment Ba Fenghan drew his sword, a pink shadow flew through the air. After a closer look, it was the scabbard in the opponent's hand. As the scabbard flew out, it hit Ba Fenghan's hand.

The long sword was pressed back to the scabbard on the hilt, and the scabbard bounced back to Yue Yuan's position with the force of the rebound.

The long red sword stretched forward, and the scabbard was once again placed on the long sword with the force of the rebound.

"Hahaha!"

Yue Yuan, on the other hand, left a burst of laughter in the air, and easily broke out of the encirclement with the crowd, using his ethereal movement that made people's eyes light up. In the end, everyone present could only look at Yue Yuan.

The white figure that disappeared under the moon was slightly stunned.

What kind of situation is this?

Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi looked at each other.

This man is very strong!

But then a thought came to everyone's mind.

Ouyang Xiyi, who had only fought with Ba Fenghan a few times, naturally knew what Ba Fenghan was capable of, but there was no way he could use his half-unsheathed long sword to fly out in such a blink of an eye.

The scabbard was pushed back.

Could it be that as the man with the angry mask said, he was just leaving a deep impression on Shi Qingxuan?

Otherwise, what happened in the free time? If he really wanted to assassinate Shi Qingxuan, Shi Qingxuan would never have done anything wrong in that short period of time. The two old men Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi thought

Get a lot.

Unlike the impulsiveness of young people, old people are more hesitant and always analyze the motives of others' actions.

The result of such an analysis is unsatisfactory.

However, although the man in white has escaped now, the matter does not end like this. In the hearts of Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi, if they discover the identity of this man, they will definitely make him look good. Otherwise, how will they follow Bi Xiu after they die?

Heartfelt confession?

"Are you okay?"

aside.

Fu Junyu, who had been observing the situation, saw Ba Fenghan almost half-kneeling on the treetop and asked.

"So strong!"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a wounded lone wolf. Ba Fenghan slowly raised his head. At this time, Fu Junyu realized that the opponent had just pushed the sword back into its sheath with the flying sword, and Ba Fenghan had been unwell.

Minor injuries.

His right hand was dripping with blood, and his eyes were almost flashing with madness.

"first!"

"This is the first time, I didn't even pull out the sword!"

"Except for the Grand Master and a few lords in the Central Plains, this is the first time I have seen such a powerful person! He can suppress me with just the scabbard. If the other party really uses the sword, how strong would it be?" said this

At the same time as he spoke, the madness in Ba Fenghan's eyes had turned into excitement. However, the previous gesture of the other party's sword volleying under the moonlight suddenly appeared in his mind.

During his trip to the Central Plains, Ba Fenghan originally came to challenge masters to hone himself, but now he met a real master.

He must know the identity of this person tonight.

The next time you face the opponent, you definitely won’t be able to unsheath your sword.

"..."

Fu Junyu said nothing. He just frowned, seeming to be analyzing something.

"There are not many sword masters in the Central Plains!"
To be continued...