Jiuhua Xianzong

"Are you crazy?"

At this moment, Ye Yanfei finally came to his senses, and with a push with both palms, he slapped out a golden amulet, which blocked Mo Bule's body, forcefully holding down the sword energy.

Gui Banxian got into Chou Ren's sleeve and said, "Quick... dodge... stay away..."

Master and apprentice turned against each other, outsiders like them don't have to join in the fun, it's justified to hurry up and watch the fun.

Qiu Ren paid no attention to it, and said with a surprised expression: "Uncle Cheng, why are you..."

He had only spoken half of his words before being sealed by Gui Banxian with a magic formula.

"Brat, just leave if you are told, you are not looking for death if you stay here with this level of cultivation..." Gui Banxian yelled, and jumped out of Qiu Ren's sleeve again, his figure swelled with the wind, becoming huge, and then bit down Qiu Ren threw him on his back, ran wildly, and slipped away in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

Just when Gui Banxian took Qiu Ren to a distance of more than a hundred feet, there was a loud noise and a powerful shock wave scattered away, but Ye Yanfei and Cheng Baimei had already fought head-to-head.

Gui Banxian didn't have a tortoise shell to protect him at this time, so he was not willing to take risks and try to be brave, he shrank quickly, and slipped back into Qiu Ren's sleeve.When the shock wave arrived, Qiu Ren's feet had just landed on the ground, and before he could stand still, he was knocked flying seven or eight feet away, and rolled on the spot, releasing the rest of his strength.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior..." Qiu Ren barely stood still, if Gui Banxian hadn't led him to run fast, this blow would have killed half of his life.

"Again...back...five...ten...zhang..." Gui Banxian shrank his head in his sleeves, estimating a relatively safe distance.

This time Qiu Ren didn't say a word, and withdrew another fifty feet. It wasn't that he didn't want to help break up the fight, but it was because the two masters fought hard. His cultivation level was not enough, and he got too close, which really meant Chi Yu's life.

"Uncle, Master's inner demons are attacking, can you handle it?" Mo Bule got up from the ground, protected by a tortoise shell, he didn't suffer any injuries under the shock wave, but his blood was a little churned by the shock, and he didn't care about the adjustment Breathing, he quickly ran behind Ye Yanfei.

"How is it possible?" Ye Yanfei was taken aback. If Cheng Baimei couldn't control his inner demons, how could Master Bihua send him out with him.

He stared intently at Cheng Baimei, trying to see some clues from that expressionless face, but he was still disappointed. There was nothing unusual about Cheng Baimei's face at all.

However, it is abnormal for the most protective person to suddenly strike at his most proud apprentice.

Is this idiot really obsessed?

Ye Yanfei gradually restrained her usual laziness, and her expression became dignified and cold.He started to get serious, with a flick of his fingertips, a total of twelve talisman seals floated in front of him, changing swiftly and floating indefinitely.

"Senior Brother Ye, how long has it been since we made a move?" Cheng Baimei stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes were calm and calm.

"320 years, four months and seven days." Ye Yanfei thought for a while, and reported a surprisingly accurate time.

"So it's been so long." Cheng Bai's eyebrows were raised slightly, his eyes were like a sword in the beginning, revealing the sharpness little by little.

"Yeah, it's been so long..." Ye Yanfei lowered the corners of his eyes, then raised them again, and congratulated Cheng Baimei, "You never beat me."

"Then, let me win once." On Cheng Baimei's usually expressionless face, a slight smile appeared abruptly. Although it was a smile, the smile turned into wisps of sword intent. After a slight delay, he stabbed at Ye Yanfei. .

"Sorry, I have never lost a fight with monks of my generation. I haven't before, and I never will again." Ye Yanfei's hair fluttered, and the lazy smile returned to his face again. The twelve talismans surrounded his body and began to fight. The speed of rotation, flickering and wandering is so fast that it is almost unrecognizable to the naked eye.

Mo Bule quickly withdrew more than a dozen feet away. It wasn't that he didn't want to get close to watch the battle, but that when the talisman rotated, it aroused the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, forming an extremely powerful spiritual energy vortex around Ye Yanfei. If you can't gain a foothold in the vortex, if you don't retreat, you will only be thrown into scum by the vortex.

"Master Ye, I might not know what you're talking about."

After seeing the sword qi of Master's Nascent Soul, he didn't have much confidence in Ye Yanfei's victory at all. Master's Nascent Soul gave out two sword qi, and Pei Xiangsheng could be repelled. How bad could Master's physical body be? Although Ye Yanfei's status in Jiuhua Immortal Sect is slightly higher than his master's, but compared to his cultivation base, sword cultivator is an unreasonable existence that can be challenged by leaps and bounds.

"Get away." Ye Yanfei was sullen, flicked his sleeves, and a talisman flew out of the aura vortex, turned into aura, and knocked Mo Bule into the air.

"Ouch!"

Mo Bule turned over in mid-air countless times, and finally fell headfirst to the ground. She fell into a daze, finally got up, and faced two pairs of gloating eyes, one big and one small.

Coincidentally, or maybe Ye Yanfei deliberately hit him in front of Qiu Ren and Gui Banxian.

"Ha, what a coincidence, you are all here..." Mo Bule greeted with a dry smile, and then grabbed Gui Banxian in his hand, "Senior, who can win, my master or Uncle Ye?"

Fighting is not enough, eyesight is always enough.

Gui Banxian yelled, "Gentle... light... son, stinky... little... you... catch... hurt... old... old man..."

While it was speaking, the color of the sky and the earth had already changed, and the aura was surging, rolling up countless dust and fallen leaves, blocking the line of sight, and only the flashes of sword aura could be vaguely seen.

Mo Bule let go, squinted his eyes and stared at it for a while, but couldn't see what was going on inside, so he grabbed Gui Banxian again and threatened: "If Master Ye loses, this junior will take you on top. "

"I'm afraid... you... ah..." Gui Banxian sneered, "Old... husband... run... faster... than... you... younger..."

"Do you still dare to be more unreliable?" Mo Bule was angry.

"Can..." Gui Banxian put his hands on his hips, his body was naked, his face was like a bastard, who am I afraid of, and the aura of bastard overflowed, well, it is indeed a bastard.

Both of them are unreliable guys, Qiu Ren pursed his lips and slandered fiercely in his heart.

There was a fierce verbal battle here, and there... Well, except for Gui Banxian, Mo Bule and Qiu Ren couldn't see the clue, so they could only stare at Gui Banxian eagerly.

Gui Banxian still had his hands on his hips, his neck was stretched long, looked at it for a while, and said, "These... two... two... small... are... not... it is... saving... fuel... The... lamp... ah..."

"You can tell me clearly, which lamp is more fuel-efficient?" Mo Bule resisted the urge to strangle the old turtle.

"Look...no...come...come..." Gui Banxian rolled his eyes.

"why?"

"The two... two... small...both...retain...strength..." Gui Banxian explained angrily, both sides had spare strength, even if it had another pair of turtle eyes, it would not Ways to judge who is strong and who is weak.

Don't be happy, Ye Yanfei has spare energy, it should be because he doesn't want to kill each other, and the master...does he have the same idea as Ye Yanfei, or is he preventing himself from sneak attacking with the treasure of wisdom?