"Yang Xiaoyou, after such a short period of time, your skill has improved so much! You are truly a genius!" Blind Zhang looked at Yang Ge and said seriously.

"Mr. Zhang has won the prize. The younger generation has only improved a little bit. Compared with you, there is still a long way to go!" Yang Ge replied.

"Yang Xiaoyou thinks too much. Now that you are blind, I dare not compare your cultivation level! Haha!" Blind Zhang laughed loudly.

He is not blind, even because he has taken a fancy to Yang Ge before, it proves that his vision is really extraordinary!
Yang Ge also laughed, and then his eyes fell on the folding fan in the opponent's hand.

He asked: "Mr. Zhang, this fan of yours is really powerful, but what is its name?"

Blind Zhang shook the folding fan, unfolded it, and placed it between the two of them for viewing, and said, "This fan of mine is called the Shanhe Sheji Fan."

"Shanhe Sheji Fan..." Yang Ge muttered, watching the ink splash painting on the fan.

I saw that there was an ink painting on Zhang Xiazi's folding fan.

This ink and wash painting is a picture of mountains and rivers with clouds and mist. The mountains and rivers are dynamic and deep. It seems as if you are wandering in the misty mountains and rivers. In the mountains and rivers, it seems to contain the world!
Although it is a small fan-shaped landscape painting, it feels like a vast world, with everything that one expects to find!

Blind Zhang waved his folding fan to the ghost army on one side, and with a "hoo", a gust of wind blew out, which quickly ignited and swept towards the ghost army!
Then I heard a frightening sound of burning, and looked at the army of ghosts blown by the fire wind; I saw that the ghosts had been reduced to ashes, and the place where the ghost group was just now was empty.

"Mr. Zhang, good stuff!" Yang Ge praised, his eyes lit up.

In his eyes, besides the light, there was also a sly gleam...

He slapped blind Zhang's fan, and said with bright eyes, "Mr. Zhang, can I borrow your fan...?"

"Ah? What? What did you just say?" Blind Zhang suddenly pretended that his ears were bad.

"Mr. Zhang, I said I would like to borrow..."

"Oh, Old Cheng, I think he's going to lose his grip, I have to help him!" Blind Zhang hurriedly interrupted Yang Ge's words, at the same time put away the folding fan in his hand, and then said to Yang Ge: "Yang Xiaoyou, you are busy here first, I will go to Lao Cheng's side to have a look!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly slipped away...

As he walked quickly towards Cheng Xiong, he turned his head to look at Yang Ge from time to time, and said in his heart: You thief boy, if I lend you this fan, can you still get it back!
After thinking about it, he touched the Shanhe Sheji fan tightly in his hand, as if he was comforting his fan.

Snoring and snoring, I can't be scared...

Looking at Zhang Blind Man's disappearing figure, Yang Ge couldn't help sighing.

This is, am I blacked out by a blind man?

Saying to help Cheng Xiong, saying that it is going to help the guards of the ghost clan who was tortured and killed by Cheng Xiong is almost the same...

Seeing that the fan was out of reach, Yang Ge looked around, planning to go to Yang Xuanlie to catch up.

This fashionable old man, he has been gone for a long time!
Back then, when he and Yang Xuanlie met for the first time, he was just a little Mengxin who recklessly lost the beheading knife, but now, in a blink of an eye, he is no longer what he used to be.

Looking back, from the first bronze to the current Xingyao, my strength has really improved rapidly!

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