The first mortal in fairyland

"It's you!"

Ye Zhiwei dismounted from his horse, retreated a few steps, and drew his sword in embarrassment.

"It's me. I have retired from the Three Realms for so many years, I never thought that anyone would still remember me."

The old man had a kind voice and a smile on his face. He was very kind, with white hair, his back bent into a semicircle, his white beard hanging down to his knees, and a sword sheath disguised as a crutch hanging on his waist.

He stroked his beard with one hand, and pointed at Ren Qinghuan with the other.

"Who are you?" Ren Qinghuan asked.

"It's not bad to be able to accept my move. If you didn't kill my disciple and grandson, I would really like to accept you as a disciple," he said with a smile, "Unfortunately, you will definitely die today."

"Qing Huan!" Hen Wan cried out.

She had already dismounted with Ye Zhiwei and retreated, turning her head and asking anxiously, "Cousin, who is he?"

Could it be the elder of Mirror Flower Valley?

But besides Xie Xiaozhu, are there any people above Jindan Stage in Jinghua Valley?

Ye Zhiwei took a deep breath, and said quickly: "I have heard the name of the Sword Immortal for a long time, and the daughter's surname is Ye. She is the second child in the family. She is called Miss Ye Er. I have met the seniors, and I have lost my way. Please forgive me."

The identity of the Sword Immortal is a mystery. It is said that he has lived for thousands of years. Ye Zhiwei doesn't know his real name, what his plan is, and even the word "Sword Immortal" is present, except for Ye Zhiwei. I have heard of it.

But Ye Zhiwei can treat it with such an attitude...

Everyone else couldn't help but stand up.

But no one is more afraid than Ye Zhiwei.

Because only she understands that this person is not a strong person in the Golden Core stage at all...

It's a legendary monk who transforms gods!

It turned out that not only Hehuanzong went to the fairyland to rescue soldiers, Jinghuagu also asked for help from the number one demon gate in the fairyland behind him, and he was one step ahead of Hehuanzong, and even invited this sword who happened to live in seclusion in the world and had a personal feud with Ren Qinghuan fairy.

This person has not shown his face for many years, Xu has been searching hard for the opportunity to become a god, who would have thought that he would have the leisure to go to this deep mountain forest and raise a group of white apes as apprentices?

Even Xie Xiaozhu, the owner of Jinghua Valley who invited people, didn't expect it.

Xie Xiaozhu originally wanted to go out on his own. After all, as a Jindan cultivator, it was more than enough to complete such a task, but after he informed the immortal sect behind him, he learned about the Sword Immortal, so he took advantage of the opportunity to invite the Sword Immortal to come to revenge.

"How can you use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken? How can you bother your old man?"

At that time, Xie Xiaozhu said this with shame.

just now……

Sword Immortal sneered in his heart, if only Xie Xiaozhu was alone, it would be really difficult to deal with this second girl Ye, it would be second best to startle the snake, if he was killed to practice his hand, wouldn't it be a joke?

But in his place, he is [-]% sure.

A mortal is like a speck of dust in the eyes of a Golden Core cultivator, but in contrast, in the eyes of Huashen Almighty, a domineering Golden Core cultivator in the fairy world is nothing more than an ant.

Ye Zhiwei himself knew that he was definitely not his opponent.

So when she opened her mouth, she reported her family name. I'm afraid the sword fairy didn't know her.

Perhaps no one in the world has ever heard of the name "Miss Ye Er", and it would not reveal her identity if she said it, but when people in the fairy world saw it, no matter what family they came from, they would at least sell the Ye family's face.

But Jianxian smiled with that kind expression: "Hehe, I really dare not offend the Ye family easily, but today I raped you first and then killed you in this wilderness, surrounded by only a group of dead people and my disciples and grandchildren, Ye How did the family find my head?"

Ye Zhiwei's expression remained unchanged.

Before she finished listening to this passage, she quickly stepped on the fairy sword, planning to abandon everything and run for her life!

"Hahahaha!" The sword fairy laughed loudly, and before she could move, he had already come to her, "Girl doll, I advise you not to struggle, but to enjoy the joy."

It only took this moment for Ye Zhiwei to understand that he would not be able to escape today.

She raised her hand subconsciously, and slapped the sword with a flaming palm, but saw that the sword turned a corner, and stabbed at her dantian with a superb sword technique!

Going straight to the foundation will leave Ye Zhiwei no room to resist.

The moment Ye Zhiwei was submerged into his abdomen by the tip of the sword, Ye Zhiwei had already made a decision, and used his tongue to pull out the blade hidden under his tongue without any trace.

But at this time, the sword fairy suddenly withdrew his sword, turned around and received a move, and shouted angrily: "You are arrogant!"

It turned out that Ren Qinghuan had already passed the sword behind him.

court death.Ye Zhiwei thought.

"court death!"

The Sword Immortal swung it in an overwhelming manner, Ren Qinghuan could only avoid its edge, retreated a few meters, and retreated straight to the first dart box at the beginning, but still did not dodge, the plain long sword was cut into two sections, The incoming sword wind was still fierce.

Ye Zhiwei fell from the sky, unable to transport his spiritual power, but his physical body was also very strong. He threw the sword in his hand vigorously, but was shaken away by the sword fairy's sleeve.

Henwan yelled, rushed forward, and struck with all his strength, and it only took the Sword Immortal's breath before he was nailed to the ground by the crutch around his waist through his collarbone.

But it was this breath that allowed Ren Qinghuan to pry open the dart box under her feet.

When Ye Zhiwei was attacked just now, Hen Wan took the opportunity to wink at him:

Unpacking!

He leaned back, dodged the sword wind, stepped on the lid of the box with his right foot, and stepped into the bottom of the box.

A fairy sword without a sheath was lifted from the inside.

The sword body of this sword was full of brilliance, and the sword fairy was stunned by it, and then ecstatically!

He looked like a maniac, his narrowed old eyes opened sharply, a greedy light flashed, his face became hideous and terrifying, he finally put away the stab at Ren Qinghuan, resolutely abandoned his sword, and opened his arms like a dead pine branch Fingers, hold the hilt of the fairy sword first.

Ren Qinghuan did not fight with him, but held her own broken sword and rushed forward.

The Sword Immortal didn't take him seriously at all, raised the Immortal Sword to his arms, and wiped it on Ren Qinghuan's neck.

However, Ren Qinghuan was faster than him.

He was still holding the broken sword to press close to him, and at the same time, his slender left leg swept across. He didn't know how he did it. He obviously didn't trip the sword fairy, but it actually made him lose his balance and fell backwards, falling straight on the ground. The other half of his broken sword, which fell on the side of the box and stood upright obliquely, was pierced through the dantian!

The old man's body bent into a semicircle was ridiculously strung between two dart boxes by the broken sword.

Ye Zhiwei fell on the ground, dumbfounded.

Everything happened in an instant, and the sword thrown away by the sword fairy hadn't landed yet.

There was a disciple of Hehuan Sect standing under the car, who was about to be injured by the blade of the sword. Ren Qinghuan stretched his left hand back and caught the sword without looking at it, but he could only hold the blade of the sword with his hand. Blood comes.

"Big brother!" The surrounding disciples shouted.

The sword fairy seemed to be returning to the light, and the right hand holding the fairy sword moved again!

The soul-transforming cultivator's foundation is no longer in the dantian, but in the sea of ​​consciousness, so he was not killed by one blow - Ye Zhiwei watched with bated breath.

Although Ren Qinghuan's reaction was unnaturally quick, but he had an idea just now, and he didn't think about the second move, so even if he raised his hand to block it, it was too late, so he had to turn his head, opened his mouth, and bit the blade of the sword.

Everyone: "..."

Fortunately, the fairy sword did not move again, and the sword fairy was really dead this time.

The few remaining white apes watched from a distance, but after a while, they all scattered and fled.

"No way, senior brother," the closest disciple under the carriage was frightened, "This, this is also okay?"

"Clothes."

"Your big brother is still your big brother."

People in the Hehuan Sect don't know the strength of the Sword Immortal, but they always think that the elder brother is reliable, so shock is nothing but shock...

It's not that I can't accept it.

Only Ye Zhiwei was in a trance.

What just happened?

Ren Qinghuan looked back and bit the sword in a very awkward posture, so he could only let go slowly, dodge, stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said vaguely: "Hurry up and save the young suzerain!"

There was a big blood hole in Henwan's collarbone, at this moment he finally felt relieved, and passed out from the pain.

"It's over," Ren Qinghuan jumped out of the dart box, squatted in front of Henwan, cut off both ends of the cane with a broken sword, and half hugged her upper body, at a loss, "Are you going to die? Henwan! Wanwan! Auntie! I carry her..."

"She's fine."

Ye Zhiwei threw him a small porcelain bottle: "Give her the blue pill, take out the foreign body, and then take the red pill, and return to the clan to recuperate. After one year, it will be as good as ever."

Ren Qinghuan didn't feel anything about the fierce battle just now, but now Ye Zhiwei said something coldly, but he was frightened, and his whole body trembled.

Ye Zhiwei: "..."

Ren Qinghuan: ...It turns out that she is not dumb, disrespectful, disrespectful, almost offended!

"Ah, thank you!" He took the porcelain vase, quickly asked his brothers to do it for him, and asked with an embarrassed but polite smile, "How is your injury?"

"It's okay." Ye Zhiwei didn't like others to be close, so he took a strong|sexual elixir for himself, and forced himself to get on the horse, "It will be fine in two days."

Ren Qinghuan let out a long breath.

Ye Zhiwei hesitated for a while, watching him orderly order everyone to hurry up, and even sat in front to drive the car, then rode up to his side, and asked in a deep voice, "Where's your injury?"

"Hiss..." Ren Qinghuan pressed the corner of her lips with her fingers, where blood was still oozing, "It's serious."

If it wasn't for his good education, Ye Zhiwei would have rolled his eyes to heaven.

Henwan didn't say a word about the collarbone piercing, and the old lady's dantian was damaged and she was holding on, you|damn, how dare you say it's serious when you opened the corner of your mouth?are you crazy!

But since he knew he was fine, why did he ask himself?Ye Zhiwei didn't understand either.

"This newly bought sword is really awesome." Ren Qinghuan didn't know that it was a treasure borrowed from the fairy world, and thought it was bought by Hei Wan when he went out to buy it. He didn't even look at it, so he asked his brothers to seal it with the corpse of the sword fairy. We repacked the box together, and when I recalled it, I sighed, "I almost thought my teeth were going to be loose."

Hearing this, Ye Zhiwei finally couldn't help but lightly pinch the horse's belly, came to his side, and looked at him carefully.

Ren Qinghuan's teeth are not loose, and they are very healthy. If Ye Zhiwei hadn't looked at his teeth that were as white as shellfish when he opened his mouth, he would really suspect that he had some diamond teeth...

His lips were beautiful, but the lips were extremely thin, even if they were stained bright red by blood, they looked cruel and heartless.

His palms are broad, and there are a few bloodstains from saving someone with a sword. His fingers are not slender, but they are unusually long, with well-defined joints. There is a thick layer of calluses on the fingertips pressed against his lips, which looks inexplicably sexy|sexy.

Although Ren Qinghuan was fast but skillful at driving, he still had the energy to glance sideways at Ye Zhiwei, his gaze involuntarily fixed on her hairpin.

Ye Zhiwei came to a conclusion:

There is absolutely something wrong with him.

"Give it to you, I don't like to owe favors." Ye Zhiwei took off her hairpin and threw it to him, making up a random name, "My name is Ye... Ruowei."

"Ruowei?" Ren Qinghuan, who was originally melancholy, showed a smile, and cupped her hands, "Thank you, this name is very nice."

His smile is different from the awkward and alienated appearance just now, it is as dazzling as the morning light, and the eyes looking down at the hairpin are especially gentle, as touching as the moonlight.

Ye Zhiwei suddenly looked away, his cheeks felt a little hot.

Ren Qinghuan lowered his head and wiped the blood on the hairpin without noticing her unnaturalness, thinking to himself: Junior sister must like this hairpin.