"Mr. Ye, you are back."

Seeing Ye Wentian, Jianzi hurried forward to say hello, thinking in his heart: "I didn't expect him to be so powerful. Fortunately, I didn't make any fuss before!"

Ye Wentian saw the long sword in Jianzi's hand, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he nodded and said: "It seems that you have a lot of opportunities these days! But, if it's not yours, you can't touch it." !"

As soon as Ye Wentian's words fell, the long sword in Jianzi's hand trembled continuously, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, Jianzi's expression also became serious in an instant, but he was hidden by Jianzi and said: "Ye Wentian Sir, what are you talking about! Why can't I understand?"

Then Jianzi shouted coldly at the long sword in his hand: "Quiet!"

The long sword became quiet after a few chirping sounds, but everyone could still feel fear from that long sword.

Ye Wentian watched this scene with great interest, and then said lightly: "How long are you going to hide, borrowing someone else's body is not a good habit."

Jianzi felt the growing coercion from Ye Wentian, couldn't help but took two steps back and said, "Mr. Ye, I don't know what you're talking about."

Seeing that Jianzi was still pretending to be stupid, Ye Wentian had a playful look in his eyes, swung his left hand fiercely, and instantly crossed layers of space to grab Jianzi.

"Mr. Ye, what are you doing?"

While Jianzi was speaking, he swung his sword out and collided with Ye Wentian's palm violently, making a heavy impact sound.

Lin Qingfeng saw that Ye Wentian was actually fighting with Jianzi, and couldn't help feeling in a dilemma, so he quickly said, "Mr. Ye, this is Jianzi! Why did you start fighting?"

Ye Wentian didn't pay attention to Lin Qingfeng's words, and his figure disappeared into layers of space in an instant.

All of a sudden, everyone felt that the space they were in was completely chaotic, and their figures were constantly moving in this space.

"Mr. Ye! If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude."

After Jianzi saw this scene, he didn't understand why Ye Wentian in front of him had already discovered his identity.

"cut!"

As Jianzi's voice fell, there seemed to be countless long swords whistling in the surroundings, slashing into the chaotic space with sword lights.

"King Fist!"

Ye Wentian swung his right hand violently, and the spiritual energy of his whole body gathered on Ye Wentian's right fist and swung towards the sword with endless pressure.

Before Jianzi saw Ye Wentian's figure, he felt strong winds blowing towards him.

"Sword Drawing!"

Jianzi's right hand slammed onto the long sword beside him, and with a light touch, the long sword let out a soft cry, and a flash of sword light instantly slashed towards Ye Wentian's fist.

"Oh!"

After a clear sound, Jianzi's sword light was violently blown away by Ye Wentian's punch, and a black halo formed in the air instantly, carrying a breath of destruction.

Lin Qingfeng and the others felt the destructive aura above the aperture, and quickly retreated backwards.

After Ye Wentian saw this scene, he just waved his hands lightly, and circles of light surrounded those people.

"good chance!"

After Jianzi saw this scene, his eyes lit up, and he tore apart the space violently, and slashed at Ye Wentian's chest with a single strike.

"court death!"

Ye Wentian's forehead split slowly, and a dark eyeball appeared on his forehead, staring at the sword that was slashing at him, and black tentacles grabbed the sword from all directions.

"cut!"

After Jianzi saw this scene, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and his aura exploded.

"One sword flow, 36 trouble winds!"

With a swipe of Jianzi's long sword, a small vortex formed by sword energy instantly appeared and slashed towards Ye Wentian.

"interesting."

Ye Wentian waved his right hand, and that sword energy instantly appeared in Ye Wentian's hand.

"how can that be!"

Jianzi looked at the sword energy in Ye Wentian's hand in disbelief, he didn't expect his moves to be so easily dispelled by Ye Wentian.

"Oh!"

At this moment, a dull collision sounded, and at some point, Ye Wentian appeared behind Jianzi and punched Jianzi in the chest.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qingfeng quickly said to Ye Wentian, "Mr. Ye, please be merciful!"

After Ye Wentian saw this scene, the aura on his body instantly pressed towards Lin Qingfeng.

"Crack!"

After hearing only a soft sound, Lin Qingfeng stood motionless on the spot, and his face was a little pale.

"Mr. Ye, what are you doing? Let me go, I'm Jianzi."

Jianzi's face turned extremely pale, drops of cold sweat fell from Jianzi's forehead, and Ye Wentian's right hand slowly condensed into a palm of spiritual energy, rushing towards Jianzi's chest.

"what!"

As Ye Wentian pulled out his aura right hand, accompanied by a scream, the phantom of an old man was grabbed by Ye Quantian.

After Lin Qingfeng saw this scene, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, his whole body was turbulent, he looked at the phantom of the old man and said coldly: "Who are you? Why are you in Jianzi's body."

At this time, the phantom of the sword in the phantom of the old man also slowly walked out.

The old man looked at Ye Wentian with a terrified face and shouted angrily: "You don't talk about martial arts, you engage in sneak attacks, you can't afford it!"

The old man looked at Jianzi disdainfully and said, "You can believe anything I say! As long as I take control of your body, I can do many things."

When he said this, the face of the old man had already darkened. In order to control the sword, he had been planning for several months, but he did not expect to be destroyed by this young man in front of him.

Lin Qingfeng came to Jianzi and asked with a puzzled face, "What happened?"

He couldn't figure it out that Bai Jianzi had just refined a long sword, why did he change to a different person?
Just as Jianzi was about to speak, he felt a gust of cold wind between his legs.

At this time, Jianzi realized that he was standing quietly in front of the crowd without any clothes on his body.

Seeing this scene, Jianzi's phantom rushed into his body and moved a little bit, then opened his eyes, and saw a sword energy swimming in his eyes, driving boundless power.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly a flash of sword light exploded from Jianzi's body, and the long swords around everyone blew softly, and the sword energy filled the air, cutting through layers of void.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wentian nodded in satisfaction. He couldn't understand this state very well. It was the third level of swordsmanship that Ye Wentian helped the elder break through to before.

One must know that it took Mr. Zhang a lifetime to break through to this level. Even without Ye Wentian's help, Mr. Zhang might not be able to break through to the third level of swordsmanship in his entire life.

Now Jianzi has realized that the future is limitless.

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