refuse to be a teacher

"I've heard that Feng'ai Sword Master's sect is a rebel Yan Hao, he is ruthless, and his hands are full of meat - I thought he was a fierce man with three heads and six arms, but now I can see the deity, it's nothing more than that."

The blue and black flowing souls gathered together in the midair, and a vague shadow appeared indistinctly.

The visitor was dressed in crow-black and strong attire, and at first glance, he had a deer head and mouse eyes, his appearance was dark and gloomy, and he had no vitality, and several wisps of scattered soul smoke surrounded his body, which was the unique symbol of illusion in the northwest area.

Splitting palms to summon souls, come and go without a trace.

"Mu Kongling of Xiazhu Fengmen...by the order of the head of the sect, I have come here to capture the Jielong Seal."

After finishing speaking, the floating soul in his hand suddenly turned into a three-foot blue blade, swift as lightning, and swept through the cool air around him in an instant!

All of a sudden, the steed raised its head to the sky and howled, with bursts of neighing incessantly.Xue Lan jumped off the horse's back, first pulled out the scimitar under the saddle with a clang sound, and put it across in front of her eyes, then pushed the horse's belly back heavily, and said sharply: "Miss Yun, go first, southeast, detour That's it!"

Yun Zhehuan raised his brows, immediately put his hands on the reins and said with astonishment: "If that Yi Shangxian rejects me, what should I do?"

Xue Lan said: "No, the old man has his own weight in his heart!"

Yun Zhehuan said: "But..."

Before the words were finished, the souls of the sky quickly formed an array, but saw that the five commanders of the Zhufengmen disciple who called himself Mu Kongling were like iron, and quickly blocked a hard barrier within a radius of [-] feet. Although it is not as powerful and ruthless as Yen Jingzhan in the past, it has inherited the essence of the domineering soul art of the Northwest Region in a leisurely manner.

"I still want to leave!" He shouted suddenly, "I have noticed your movements a day ago. How dare you, Yan Jue, dare to come to the Southern Region with the Jielong Seal alone!"

The three-foot soul sword was instantly connected to the wrist, and almost immediately before the horse's hooves kicked up the dust, it fell down without hesitation, and chopped the tall horse that was about to flee forward in a hurry——

A sharp and miserable howl drowned in the sky, and the smelly and hot blood also splashed all over the ground.

Yun Zhehuan exclaimed in surprise, but it was too late, the whole figure fell on his back at the same time as the mount collapsed, and was about to fall into the surrounding soft and invisible blue and black flowing soul, Yan Ju's robe and hem Lifting, the snow-stained Yaling sword brushed against Mu Kongling's body like a flood of cold energy. It rises like fog and falls like ice. Before lingering around the package, he forcibly broke through the air, and instantly blocked Xue Lan and Yin Yun Zhehuan in front of them!

Because Xue Lan's eyes tightened, she subconsciously climbed up to the corner of the backlit Tsing Yi, and said in a trembling voice: "...Master!"

Dazed by two piercing eyes, one black and one white, Yan Jue held the sword with one palm, his aura piercing Changhong, and the sharp point was aimed at the center of the enemy's eyebrows.

That was the superior swordsmanship taught by Qin Huan himself in the early days.

Ever since Yan Jue intentionally practiced the soul-sending forbidden technique, he has never displayed his usual sword moves in front of others.

I don't want one day when my cultivation base is exhausted, my internal energy is exhausted, and I am reduced to a state of embarrassment and dying. The only straw that can be grasped in my hand is the thing bestowed by my original mentor.

Even so, he, Yan Jue, was full of pride, and even if his life was on the verge of hanging by a thread, he was determined not to let anyone trample and bully him.

Once the long sword is out, it can pull out mountains.

Immediately afterwards, a shattered white light suddenly appeared, thrusting towards him again!

Mu Kongling was hit by the powerful and swift force of the hurricane, and retreated several feet away one after another. The soul smoke overflowed from his hands and scattered like birds and beasts. It was shattered for a while, and there was no thick sword shadow to gather——

"...You ask me how bold I am?"

The tip of the sword was raised recklessly, and the edge of the blade reflected Yan Jue's beautiful but deadly phoenix eyes: "I would like to ask, how bold are you to snatch someone from me?"

Mu Kongling's expression was slightly restrained, and his dark and sharp mouse eyes stared at him for a while without saying a word.For some reason, he laughed strangely.

"Excellent swordsmanship, Yan Jue!" He clapped his hands, raised his eyes and praised, "The evil and sycophant who has come out of the door, now he is not using the forbidden technique of frightening people, but he has changed to use the foil sword —who are you kidding?"

...Forbidden technique?What kind of technique is banned!

In Yan Jue's current situation, surviving a catastrophe is the limit, how can he compromise his cultivation and fight against others?

Because Xue Lan felt her throat was a bit astringent, the palm of the scimitar gripped Yan Jue's shoulder again, and was about to say something, but the azure figure in front of him raised his arms to protect him as expected Yu Yaling stood beside the sword, and said in a concentrated voice as always: "...you just need to stand behind me, don't move around."

——Just stand behind me.

Xue Lan raised her head with difficulty, and stared at the almost fragmented and thin back that Yan Jue had left him in astonishment.

For seventeen years, such a gentle man who was supposed to be unfettered, used his fragile shoulders, which had been burdened for a long time, to firmly support Xue Lanyin for all the years since he became conscious.

Because of Xue Lan's vowed promise, she will always stand in front of him, cherish him, protect him, and shield him from all wind and rain.

However, at the critical moment, when the crisis was at hand, the one who stepped forward despite everything was Yan Hao.

Still him.

never changed.

For the first time, Xue Lan stared fixedly at the bursts of cold light that swept out from Ya Ling's sword, and the soreness and powerlessness entrenched in her heart seemed to be accidentally overturned, and every part of her body was soaked in pieces. In one corner, there was a vague pain in the twist.

That feeling is very uncomfortable.

Yan Jue's movements are light and agile, and his sword is calm and precise. In the extreme situation where he is out of the protective body of true energy, his sharp and sharp swordsmanship with tension in one hand is still easy to handle, not at all like the result of years of inexperience.Even Mu Kongling, who is as conceited and arrogant as Mu Kongling, will inevitably show a bit of haste and helplessness under the pressing Ya Ling's sword every step of the way.

The two exchanged abstract tricks, and they were indistinguishable from each other.Speaking of the unknown Mu Kongling who is also from the Zhufengmen, after all, he is not as fierce and violent as Yuan Jingzhan in the early days. In his behavior, he has added a little muddy passive reaction, so it didn't take long. If it is not enough, it will gradually be in a disadvantaged position.

Even so, Yan Jue was not much better.Xue Lan was behind watching Yun Zhehuan, who was immobile all over her body, while Yan Jue had to worry about the two oil bottles who might fall into the vortex of wandering souls at any time and be unable to protect themselves.

Illusions such as controlling the soul under the Northwest Zhufeng Sect have always been excellent. If there is a slight mistake, it will only be a miserable end that will never be restored. Yan Jue knows this point very well, so he has never taken it lightly for a moment.But in the final analysis, no matter how advanced his self-cultivation is in the sword moves he swung out continuously, without the support of internal strength cultivation base, completely suppressing without giving in will only make people see the self-evident The real clue.

Mu Kongling is not an idiot, and ordinary people's ordinary surprise attacks are not enough to pose any form of threat to him.

Yan Jue's strikes are strong and powerful, but his confidence is obviously insufficient, but it is not difficult to perceive the signs of his internal aura waning if he puts a little thought into it.Mu Kongling Xuxu took a few tricks, and when he retreated steadily, he became more and more suspicious--I heard that Yan Jue's mysterious and evil skills have been cultivated to the level of perfection, and today he can't do any magic tricks at all. Forget it, he swung the long sword uncharacteristically.

Is it looking down on people, or is there another secret behind it?

Mu Kongling couldn't figure out why, but he knew in his heart that Yan Jue's current cultivation level must be completely different from the vicious demon who slaughtered people all over his family back then.

As for whether there are other secrets, just a little probing, you can find out the truth without exception.

After thinking about it for a while, when Mu Kongling came back to his senses, he couldn't help but raise his palms and stand upright. With countless souls torn apart, he shouted loudly: "——Returning Soul Formation !"

Before the words were finished, it happened that the sky was full of strong winds, and the resentful spirits howled incessantly!

Xue Lan's whole body was shaken, and she remembered the troublesome situation of encountering such a spiritual spell in Guli Town last time. At that time, Yan Jue was trying to hold on, and there was a Yaling fierce sword bluffing in front of him, so what? Resist the thousands of wandering souls that are about to attack madly?

No, he can't let Yan Jue...

"Master, you..." Xue Lan took a step forward and reached out to grab Yan Yao's wrist. The delicate knuckles happened to be aligned with the sharp blade, and she wanted to reach down half a foot. He was grabbed by Yan Jue.

"What are you doing?" he said quietly.

Because of a lump in her throat, Xue Lan said in a low voice, "Use my blood, use my blood to..."

"Impossible!" Yan Jue immediately threw him away, and Ling Ran scolded, "Did you ignore what I told you before?"

Xue Lan followed up again, Youyou said in a hurry: "But Master, you can't beat him!"

"Who says you can't fight hard." Yan Jue said coldly, "Get out of the way, don't make trouble!"

"...Master!"

He didn't finish his sentence, but seeing Yan Jue's long blade retracted slightly, with a clang sound, he put the sword into its sheath, and immediately faced the direction where Mu Kongling summoned the return soul formation, with his two fingers together, a snow-white light came from the center of the fingers, and quickly passed from mid-air Draw a clear arc.

——That's... a broken spirit finger!

Suddenly seeing this situation, all the people present were full of surprise and fear.

Because Xue Lan didn't expect that Yan Jue still had the strength to urge such a method of death, when he was anxious, half of his palm was still tightly placed on his arm, but seeing the beam of light surged impressively, he couldn't feel the power in his body. Any sign of growing cultivation, he was worried and suspicious for a moment, but Yun Zhehuan's legs softened, and he couldn't help murmuring: "Yan Jue, isn't he..."

"What am I not?"

There was coldness in Yan Jue's eyes, and the murderous energy was still rolling out from his fingertips. For a moment, he seemed to be the same as the domineering and violent image back then!

"It's just a wild dog in power, but it still expects me to cast a spell on you..."

The frost and wind in the palm were like a knife cut, and the long and slender fingers were closed in one place in an instant, and the cultivation base that spread inch by inch seemed to be dug out from the deepest part of the bone marrow, clearly revealing a powerful force that could swallow people's hearts——!

"...It's simply ignorant of flattery."