The female channel who wears books, is killed by the heroine on her wedding day

The sound of the piano is crisp and sweet.

A strand of black hair moves with the wind, not stained by the world of mortals, but a little cool in autumn.

Wu Xinyu, a special name, a strange woman in the world, a former saint on Shu Mountain, a powerful person at the peak of the Grand Master.

"..."

Ye Baiyi looked at the woman in front of him, slightly absent-minded. In the blink of an eye, twenty years later, the woman still didn't seem to have changed much, but the feeling of strangeness was extremely strong.

"The second person who stopped you was her. Whether you can attack me with three swords depends on what you decide next."

Jiang Wudao leaned against a big tree and continued to drink his wine.

"Juggernaut! It's time for you to go."

Before Ye Baiyi could speak, Wu Xinyu's voice came out. The sound of the piano was still the same, but it was no longer pleasant, but a bit solemn.

"I'll take you away."

Ye Baiyi took a step forward.

"The scenery remains the same, but the people are different. Haven't you seen through the sword pavilion that you have guarded for so many years?"

Wu Xinyu stood up slowly and looked at Ye Baiyi with eyes without any emotion.

"If you could see through it, how could you come here?"

Ye Baiyi shook his head.

"The years are getting late, and the mountains and rivers are already autumn. Clinging to the past is destroying the future. Memory will make people confused, and forgetting will make people wake up."

Wu Xinyu slowly stretched out her hand, and a mysterious force instantly enveloped the world. Her eyes also became more indifferent, without any emotion at all, neither sad nor happy, as if she was detached.

"The calamity of the mortal world..."

Ye Baiyi's expression was complicated.

Maybe he now knows the third result mentioned by Jiang Wudao. The other party would rather practice the way of forgetting love than give him the slightest chance. This result is indeed more uncomfortable than killing him.

"The great road is ruthless. Only by cutting through the world of mortals can we transcend."

Wu Xinyu waved his hand, and several terrifying sword energies erupted between heaven and earth, surrounding Ye Baiyi.

"Retreat or move forward, you choose one."

Wu Xinyu said indifferently.

"..."

Ye Baiyi took a step forward and walked on his own.

What Wu Xinyu chooses is her business.

But no matter how Ye Baiyi chooses, this is his path.

"Ridiculous!"

Wu Xinyu spoke indifferently, and with a wave of her hand, the sword energy struck Ye Baiyi instantly.

boom!

Ye Baiyi took another step forward, and a terrifying pressure burst out, and the sword energy was immediately shattered into pieces.

A faint light flashed in Wu Xinyu's eyes. She squeezed the sword technique, and a hundred-meter-long bloody sword energy suddenly appeared.

"cut!"

Her voice was cold, and the bloody sword energy suddenly slashed towards Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi glanced at the bloody sword energy lightly. The sword energy was imprisoned and it was difficult to move forward at all.

Stab it!

The next second, the bloody sword energy seemed to be controlled by him, and it slashed directly at Wu Xinyu.

Wu Xinyu squeezed the seal, and a sword energy burst out, blocking the bloody sword energy, and several more sword energy slashed at Ye Baiyi...

"In vain!"

The mahogany sword in Ye Baiyi's hand was instantly unsheathed.

boom!

Wu Xinyu's sword energy quickly shattered.

call out!

Ye Baiyi appeared in front of her in an instant, with the Taomu Sword pressed against her neck: "After all these years, there is still no progress at all, and even one of my swords can't be blocked. What is this mortal calamity Taoist doing? He is as weak as ever!"

Wu Xinyu was slightly startled and said calmly: "It only takes one power."

"..."

Ye Baiyi took back the peach wood sword: "I want to take you out of here, will you agree?"

Wu Xinyu closed her eyes: "Who is more important, you or Dao Dao?"

Ye Baiyi looked at Jiang Wudao: "It seems that there are still three swords left."

Jiang Wudao sighed and said, "You should understand that you cannot force this matter. If you practice the path of calamity in the world of mortals, once you get emotional, your efforts will be in vain."

"So, I want to ask you about the sword."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Baiyi's face.

Yes, this matter cannot be forced. The other party will not follow him out of Shushan, and he will not force the other party to leave.

"Please!"

Jiang Wudao stretched out his hand to Ye Baiyi.

The peach wood sword in Ye Baiyi's hand was pointed directly at Jiang Wudao.

The two closed their eyes for an instant, and the duel between strong men could be carried out in their minds.

The world became horrified, and time seemed to stand still. There was not even the slightest sound of wind, only endless depression and terrifying aura filled the air, covering all directions.

After a cup of tea.

puff!

Ye Baiyi's body trembled and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His muscles and veins all over his body were damaged and he was already seriously injured.

Jiang Wudao opened his eyes, waved his hand and said: "Three swords have passed, go back!"

At this moment, his breath was a little messy and his face was a little pale. It was obvious that he was not much better in the duel just now.

"As expected of the Wine Sword Immortal, Ye was defeated."

Ye Baiyi said sadly.

"I told you you shouldn't come here, why do you do this?"

Jiang Wudao shook his head.

From the beginning, he knew that Ye Baiyi could not take people away, and the other party would not take people away. Coming here would only add to the sadness.

"..."

Ye Baiyi clenched his mahogany sword, glanced at Wu Xinyu, and then passed him by.

"Sword Master, please stay!"

A voice rang out, and Wangxu and a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe and wearing jade around his waist appeared. Behind them, there were hundreds of Shushan disciples, all with powerful auras and sharp eyes.

"I've seen the headmaster!"

When he saw the middle-aged man in purple robe, he slightly clasped his fists and saluted. The other person was the head of Shushan, Tian Jue, who was also the peak Grand Master.

Tian Jue nodded lightly, looked at Ye Baiyi with an indifferent expression and said: "I am not a place in Shushan where anyone can come and leave whenever they want. Since the Sword Master is here, why not stay a little longer?"

"..."

Jiang Wudao raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Wu Xinyu also looked indifferent and unmoved, as if she didn't care about this matter at all.

Ye Baiyi looked at Tian Jue and said, "What does Master Tian Jue mean?"

Tian Jue said calmly: "The Sword Master broke into my Shushan and injured my junior brother. Shouldn't I give you an explanation? If I let you leave like this, where will my Shushan's face go?"

"Oh? What kind of explanation do you want?"

Ye Baiyi said lightly.

"I heard that the sword master's swordsmanship is unparalleled, and I would like to ask for advice."

Tian Jue waved his hand casually, and a purple sword flew from a distance.

He grasped the purple Dao sword and pointed it at Ye Baiyi: "I wonder if my Zixia sword can enter the eyes of the sword master?"

"The Zixia Sword is good, but the person holding the sword is too weak!"

Ye Baiyi said calmly.

"Really? Then ask the Sword Master for advice."

Tian Jue instantly attacked Ye Baiyi with his sword, and the violent purple sword energy swept across all directions, much stronger than Wu Xu.

Stab it!

Ye Baiyi didn't even look at it, and struck out with his sword.

boom!

The Taomu sword and the Zixia sword collided together.

Tian Jue's body shook and he was knocked back more than ten meters.

Ye Baiyi trembled slightly, his face became even paler, but he still stood where he was.

"As expected of a sword master, you are really powerful. Take another strike from me!"

"Taiyi Sword Art!"

Cold murderous intent flashed in Tian Jue's eyes, he squeezed his sword skills, and a purple hundred-meter sword energy slashed at Ye Baiyi domineeringly.