Zhijun Xiangu

叶岑

Yun Qingyue was discovered.

He wasn't too surprised - from the moment he heard that Ye Cen was possessed by a demon, he knew that these people present could not be defeated by himself alone.

Yun Qingyue picked up a sword from the fallen soldier. He doesn't use weapons often, but it doesn't mean he can't use them. On the contrary, his sword skills are as amazing as light kung fu and body skills, but there are many places where he can use them. At least, he walked up to the crowd and stared at Ye Cen: "It's time for you to stop your wishful thinking."

"Qingyue!" Ye Ling saw his younger brother again after a few days, and hurriedly wanted to rush over, but was stopped by several soldiers, so he could only shout at him, "Are you okay? Your hand..."

Yun Qingyue shook her head, indicating that she was fine and calm down.

Ye Cen looked at the "brotherly love", and sneered inaudibly: "Eleventh, you are a lot more courageous. Normally, when you encounter such a scene, shouldn't you run into Yunru's arms and cry?" ?”

"If you are going to use your knowledge from more than ten years ago against me, you might as well admit defeat now." Yun Qingyue said, "Ye Cen, do you really think that a mortal body can control the inner demon? One day you will be defeated What he devoured...it's not too late!"

"You are wishful thinking." Ye Cen smiled, as if he saw something very interesting, he suddenly remembered something, "Speaking of which, the king sent someone to Danyang before, although the matter failed, let me know I found some very interesting things, Eleven, when did you meet Banxian?"

Yun Qingyue: "Doesn't it feel awkward to still speak in such an elder brother's tone? What does it matter to you?"

Ye Cen shook his head, his expression full of helplessness, like an ordinary person facing a mischievous younger brother and helpless elder brother: "You have been like this since you were a child, and you would not speak out about any grievances you suffered, and you would not dare to fight back, even if you almost killed you The person in question is just the concubine of a maid...worrying too much, you can't get what you want, and you can't keep what you get."

He sighed faintly: "Really, it's useless."

The power of inner demons can see through people's hearts.

Yun Qingyue's hand inadvertently clenched the hilt tightly, and her knuckles made a "click".

Ye Cen pointed to the independent stone platform in the center of the magma: "If you want to defeat me, it's not that you can't give you this chance. There, it's the same as before. The two of us will compare swords for the last time."

The stone platform was also formed naturally, and even if you don't use good lightness kung fu, you can't make it up. It is indeed a good place to try your sword.

"It's just... Life and death are at stake." Yun Qingyue said coldly.

Ye Cen laughed, "Yes."

Unexpectedly, Ye Cen put his five fingers together on his right hand and stroked directly on the wrist of his left hand. The blood flowed profusely immediately. He didn't even blink his eyes, so he tapped the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding.

Seeing that he was injured, Zhou Ning became anxious: "Your Highness?!"

Ye Cen raised his hand to stop her, without taking his eyes off Yun Qingyue: "It's the same injury, and...take that sword."

The soldier on the side came forward, opened the sword box in his arms and handed it over to Yun Qingyue, Yun Qingyue glanced at it... He was slightly taken aback, then reacted and threw away the original sword, and grabbed this one.

"Take the sword that you are usually good at." Ye Cen said.

He turned around and walked towards the stone platform. Yun Qingyue held the sword in her hand, feeling more confident in her heart. He smiled slightly, turned his head and said to Ye Ling while walking: "Brother, don't worry, it will be fine."

Ye Ling was dying of anxiety, how could he just watch his two younger brothers engage in such a life-and-death duel?And if Ye Cen used the power of that inner demon, wouldn't Yun Qingyue be dead? !

But Yun Qingyue's words inexplicably made him feel a little relieved.

"You never beat me before you were 13 years old, now it's been 14 years, have you improved?" The two came to both sides of the stone platform, Ye Ling drew his sword.

Yun Qingyue didn't say a word, and he also pulled out the sword in his hand, feeling a little happy in his heart.

How can he have any good sword?What Ye Cen gave him was Shuowang!

This fairy sword that once broke the barrier of Xiangyang's protective city, and even overwhelmed the power of Xinghui, has now put away all the spiritual power on the sword, and is quietly held in his hands. It is sharper than the ones used by mortals. The sword is no different.

Before he left, he stuffed Shuo Wang into the carriage just in case, and along the way, Shuo Wang always ran out and jumped up and down inadvertently, almost scaring Xie Lang and the others to death.

Although Shuowang likes to mess around, he is extremely shrewd at important moments. When Yun Qingyue left, he didn't have time to go back to the carriage to pick it up, so he simply restrained himself and lay there pretending to be dead. But even just by looking at his appearance, he could tell that Shuowang was extraordinary— — Xie Lang used a sword, and Ye Cen knew what kind of sword Ye Ling used. After thinking about it, he felt that it must be Yun Qingyue's sword.

It's really a blind cat hitting a mouse.

Yun Qingyue turned the sword, his face was reflected on the sword, and a very faint silver light flashed from the sword.

Ye Cen: "Come on."

Yun Qingyue raised her eyes, Ye Cen made the first move——

When Ye Cen approached, Yun Qingyue moved, sideways dodged the sword, Shuowang stabbed out in her hand, Ye Cen reacted very quickly to block with the sword, Shuowang stabbed right in the center of the sword body, and issued a "ding" A crisp sound.

……

Xie Lang led thousands of elite soldiers and was stopped.

"Who?! Dare to stop the imperial army!" Northwest Admiral Dai Tianwei was already anxious, but when he was stopped, he took a closer look and saw that it was a Taoist priest, and he immediately became angry, "Where did the Taoist priest come from! Hurry up—"

Xie Lang stopped him, although he himself was in a hurry, but he still took the etiquette of a disciple of the family, looked at the Taoist and shouted loudly: "This Taoist priest, you are rude, the matter is very important, please step aside."

There is no way to be less respectful, the Taoist was in front of the army just now, how could a normal Taoist suppress these thousands of elite soldiers with his own momentum?

"General Xie Lang, you don't need to be too polite." The Taoist said loudly, "This deity is Hengqing's real man of speech. If General Xie wants to save people, you don't have to go to Prince Yi's mansion. You take some people with you, and let the rest be with the rest of you." The troops are going to Prince Yi's mansion, you and this deity come."

Xie Lang was startled when he heard this stranger called out his name at the beginning, but when he heard the name Ciyan Zhenren, he immediately understood. Those who came to help were immediately relieved, and no matter what the boundaries were, the most important thing was to save His Majesty and His Highness!

But the next moment his heart was raised again, he remembered the strange situation when he was fighting with those at this moment, now that the fairy gate of the cultivation world intervened, could it be that King Yi really teamed up with the demon? !

Oops!

……

Yun Qingyue's sword didn't stab Ye Cen at all, he only made three strikes, the sword accurately pierced the middle of Ye Cen's sword body, and directly broke Ye Cen's sword with Shuo Wangfan's incomparable sharpness!

Ye Cen drew back and stood still, looking suspiciously at the broken half sword on the ground for a while.

But just for a while, Ye Cen attacked again with a broken sword in his hand. Ye Cen didn't hold back his hand. It became a floating white shadow.

Yun Qingyue kicked out at the right time, and at the same time swept across with a sword, Ye Cen dodged sideways... The Shuo Wang sword lit up with a silver-blue sword light!As if his eyes had grown, the sword energy turned around and pierced right into Ye Cen's left shoulder!

Blood splattered!

Shuo Wang, who is a fairy sword to defeat demons, this time the sword energy mixed with spiritual power directly rushed into Ye Cen's body from the wound. Seeing his red pupils swaying, one pair of eyes flashed and almost turned into two pairs, he closed his eyes and shook his head, then opened them and turned into different colored pupils with one red and one black!

Half human, half demon.

Shuo Wang saw the right timing and weakness, and this blow was so powerful that he almost rushed the demon out of Ye Cen's body.

But Ye Cen had been possessed by a heart demon for many years, and this time he finally stabilized him, but he was not even stable with his three souls and six souls, and his eyes were full of double images.

Ye Cen wanted to fight Yun Qingyue desperately, but Yun Qingyue only wanted to save him "back".

Zhou Ning shouted: "Your Highness!"

"Don't come here!" Ye Cen stopped Zhou Ning, who wanted to rush over, half of the indifferent expression on his face disappeared, and he stared at Yun Qingyue with cold sweat, "I really didn't expect this time, you still think about it?" There are a lot of things!"

Before Yun Qingyue could reply, another voice suddenly came out from Ye Cen's mouth, that voice roared angrily: "Kill him!"

Heart demon!

Ye Cen hugged his head and yelled at "myself": "Who told you to come out! Go back!"

The inner demon sneered: "Why, Ye Cen, after so many years of preparation, have you softened your heart now? Don't forget why I bent down to you, if I didn't kill this mortal who dared to hurt me..."

Ye Cen: "Get out, go back, go!"

The inner demon didn't make any more noises, but Ye Cen's eyes still didn't recover. He shook his head twice, feeling like he was about to faint, but he still looked up at Yun Qingyue. Ye Cen gave a "wry smile" and said, "Is it because the blood of your Yun family is different? Even a fairy sword can drive it."

Yun Qingyue frowned in confusion: "What are you talking about? Aren't you also bleeding half of that blood?"

Ye Ling shook her head, Yun Qingyue couldn't tell whether he was laughing or crying: "Didn't I tell you, Yunru is your mother, not mine."

The words smashed into the hearts of Yun Qingyue and Ye Ling like an awl, causing a thousand waves of waves, and Ye Ling shouted in disbelief: "Qingyu! What did you say?!"

Ye Cen turned to look at him: "I said, Yunru is the mother of you two, not mine."

"I'm not kidding, and I didn't want to recognize her because of resentment. Yunru never gave birth to me, she gave birth to you two, I'm just a concubine's bastard... I shouldn't even hate her." Ye Ling The voice was almost whispering to himself, but Ye Ling and Yun Qingyue heard everything verbatim. He stared at Yun Qingyue's green eyes that he had never had before, "She should hate me, After all, I killed her real second son."

"The Ye Cen you know is just a fake."