Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

"Changfeng, did you find anything interesting?"

Lei Mengsha asked curiously when he saw Sikong Changfeng's smile.

His eyes followed Sikong Changfeng's line of sight.

"This sword is played in a very good way, but why did it fight with the palace guards?"

Sikong Changfeng shook his head slightly. Although he noticed the movement in the distance, he didn't know the specific situation.

Li Xinyue, who was next to Lei Mengsha, also looked over. After a while, she suddenly said.

"What is the relationship between this little ghost and Jun Xiaogui?"

Sikong Changfeng was stunned. "Why does sister-in-law think he is related to Jun Lintian?"

Li Xinyue glanced at Sikong Changfeng lightly, and when she retracted her eyes, she passed by Lei Mengsha, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and said indifferently.

"Women's intuition!"

Lei Mengsha suddenly became curious. His wife's intuition has always been very accurate, so he began to embrace Sikong Changfeng and began to ask questions with a smile.

Seeing this, Sikong Changfeng had no choice but to tell the story with a smile.

After listening to it, Lei Mengsha slapped his thigh and said it was regretful.

"Oh~ Such a Jianghu event, I was not there, it's a pity!"

"If this story spreads, it will definitely become another good story in the Jianghu."

Lei Mengsha repeatedly expressed regret, and Li Xinyue, who was sitting next to him, smiled gently.

As the heir of the Heart Sword, she is naturally more sensitive to the sword than Lei Mengsha.

Moreover, Li Xinyue felt similar sword intent from the small wooden sword that Jun Lintian gave to Li Hanyi.

Therefore, Li Xinyue could recognize it at a glance.

In the corner in the distance.

Ye Xiaofan was forced back, and there were figures flashing all around, and there was no way to escape.

Although relying on the great Yangwu sword technique, he temporarily parried the wolves around.

But as these guards became familiar with Ye Xiaofan's attack methods, and cooperated with each other

Ye Xiaofan was already losing ground, and it was only a matter of time before he was captured.

Lei Mengsha's eyes flashed, and he bumped Sikong Changfeng with his shoulder.

"What do you mean?"

"Why don't we save this kid and ask him what the conflict is between him and the palace guards."

Sikong Changfeng's eyes flashed slightly, "Wait a little longer and see where his limit is?"

"Okay~" Lei Mengsha smiled and nodded.

In the corner.

Ye Xiaofan had a gloomy face, swinging his sword again and again, faster and faster.

But the sword technique has been mastered by these guards, even if the sword light flashes quickly, it is difficult to cause any harm to these guards.

These guards are gradually compressing Ye Xiaofan's space for movement, and are ready to capture him with one blow.

"Brother Ye, I have to go first before we meet."

Ye Xiaofan's eyes were fierce, he was not afraid of death, but he would take a few people with him if he died.

The sword shook, and several sword flowers were drawn, which was very beautiful.

Just as Ye Xiaofan was about to trade his injury for his life, a faint and lazy voice appeared in Ye Xiaofan's ears.

"Haoran is immortal, and the sword will last forever."

"Sword moves are dead, but people are alive. Treat the sword as a part of your arm, like directing your hand."

"When the heart and sword are there, the energy will be there."

Ye Xiaofan's eyes widened, and he thought he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

But the lazy voice seemed to be full of magic, so Ye Xiaofan listened to it unconsciously, and the scenes of his sword practice flashed through his mind, and gradually a glimmer of enlightenment came into his mind.

Ye Xiaofan slowly closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened them, with light surging in his eyes and an arrogant aura.

He stepped forward without fear of danger and shouted loudly.

"People in the world have sharp eyes. General Ye Yu is innocent. It is not wrong for my brother Ye to seek revenge, and my sword will not be wrong either."

Ye Xiaofan's sudden burst of momentum startled the guards, but seeing that it attracted the attention of more nobles, they immediately attacked fiercely.

But Ye Xiaofan also handed out a sword again.

The sword light was like a rainbow, extremely bright.

Clang~

A clear sword chant echoed through the world.

The true energy in the body grew, leaped to the arm, and leaped out along the sword.

Swish~

The sword light easily crushed the joint attack of those guards and fell on the nearest guards.

"Ahhh!!!"

One of them fell to the ground with a bloody chest, and the two people next to him had one arm broken at the shoulder and fell to the ground.

Blood spurted from the broken part.

After using this sword, Ye Xiaofan's momentum suddenly fell, his breath was weak, and he gasped heavily.

Ye Xiaofan's eyes were bright, and he thought to himself: "I don't know which senior gave me the instruction just now, but he is really amazing. He helped me take a small step forward in the sword path."

Haoran is immortal, and the sword will last forever.

Ye Xiaofan kept repeating this sentence in his heart, and felt that he wanted to follow this dignified and upright Haoran sword path.

With a mighty momentum, crush all enemies head-on.

The dignitaries nearby, all of them changed their faces when they heard Ye Xiaofan's loud shout.

Although more than ten years have passed since the Ye Badminton extermination, no one dared to talk about it in public.

Even the prince was no exception.

This little brat was so bold that he dared to openly speak for Ye Yu.

All the princes and ministers looked at each other, their faces were sullen, and their courage was not even as good as a child.

Sikong Changfeng and Lei Mengsha looked at each other, their faces sank.

It's hard to get involved in this matter.

Qing Wang leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, his face flashed with violence, and his eyes were cold.

"Catch this little traitor, break his sword hand first, let him wail and scream, and distract Ye Dingzhi."

Qing Wang didn't expect that a little brat would dare to jump out and oppose him, and he immediately roared with a cruel smile on his face.

Several Vajra Realm guards leaped out upon hearing the sound, and Ye Xiaofan raised his sword with all his might.

But someone slapped his sword away.

"Boy, remember to keep a low profile when you are in the underworld."

A guard sneered and grabbed Ye Xiaofan's sword hand, trying to pull it off.

"Who dares to touch my disciple!"

A lazy voice sounded between heaven and earth, clearly appearing in everyone's ears.

After a moment of surprise, Ye Xiaofan's eyes showed joy. It was the senior just now.

The guard who took action found that he could not move no matter how hard he struggled.

Fear immediately spread in his eyes, and his pupils widened.

"Damn, I just wanted to please the Green King, but I hit a wall."

The guard groaned in his heart, and gradually showed despair.

Sikong Changfeng, Lei Mengsha and others heard this voice, but their faces showed joy.

Obviously recognized the owner of the voice.

The guests only heard the voice but did not see the person. They looked up curiously to see who appeared again.

But after looking around, they did not find anyone.

When they were wondering, the master who jumped onto the roof to check suddenly shouted.

"Here they come!"

They looked at the horizon with solemn eyes and even revealed horror.

A young man strolled leisurely, and suddenly enlarged from a tiny black dot on the horizon.

With just a few simple steps, he came directly to the sky above Tianqi.

Another step, and he walked in front of them.

They did not detect any power fluctuations from the visitor, so the other party just took a few steps casually and crossed tens of thousands of miles of space.

"Good morning, everyone. Jun Mou wants to ask for a glass of wedding wine. I wonder if you are welcome?"

The young man's smile was as bright as the warm sun, and he was handsome and elegant, with a temperament like a banished immortal.