Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 441 Borrowing hair as a sword

Ye Xingge uttered wild words, even though the green-robed old man had good self-cultivation, but he couldn't help but lower his face when he heard that the other party was so arrogant before he even made a move, and pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and said solemnly: "Master Ye The miraculous skills are unrivaled, this old man is indeed not your enemy, but if you only talk about swordsmanship, this old man is not afraid of you."

Ye Xingge's expression was indifferent, and he said in a contented manner: "If any of my moves is not swordsmanship, it will be regarded as an old scholar who won this battle. I am willing to present this head of six suns to help you become famous all over the world. Satisfied?"

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the green-robed old man, and he coughed and said: "Master Ye is really brave, on the contrary, if you win this battle, the old man promises that he will never be an enemy of you again. .”

After he finished speaking, he pressed the spring, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a crystal clear light came into view.

The long and slender sword is as smooth as a ruler, without any peculiar shape, except for an absolutely pure upright solemnity, which is almost impeccable.

The green-robed old man held the long sword in his hand, and said solemnly: "This 'Tianxin' sword has a strong nature and has always been a weapon for law enforcement in this alliance. The evil halberd Santudu may be able to match it, but it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to resist. I don't know. Hierarch Ye has a countermeasure."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Bingru no longer doubted that this green robed old man was "Wuya Jiansu" Ying Tongxi.

At the beginning, Feng Chuxiao, the general leader of the Jiangnan Sword League, and Shangguanduo, the demon king of the sky, died together. Since then, the Sword League has been jointly managed by the chief protector Feng Mingyao and the chief teacher Xi Yingtongxi, and they still dominate the Jiangnan martial arts.

Yu Bingru was nodding secretly, and heard Ye Xingge's understatement: "I haven't used a sword for a long time, let alone a sharp sword, I wonder if the little girl has ever carried a sword?"

Yu Bingru was taken aback, she didn't expect that Ye Xingge would borrow a sword from her, and while hesitating, she heard the demon king softly say: "You don't have to pretend to be dumb anymore, you can tell if you have a sword or not."

Yu Bingru blushed in an instant, paused before saying shyly: "I beg your forgiveness, senior, this junior didn't intend to deceive, but the senior guessed with bad words first, and the junior made a mistake for a while, so I took advantage of the opportunity to pretend to be false."

Ye Xingge just nodded slightly when he heard the words, but the old man in green robe——Ying Tongxi frowned, and said unhesitatingly: "Who is the girl under, and the title of 'senior', could it be you Don't know the identity of this Ye Dajiao?"

Yu Bingru bowed his head and said in a salute: "This junior is a disciple of the Kunlun School, and his master is Chiyang Daoist. I have met Senior Ying."

Ying Tongxi still had a serious face, staring at Yu Bingru and said: "It turns out that he is the disciple and grandson of the head of Yuan, so why mix with Ye Xingge, isn't he afraid of tarnishing the reputation of the Kunlun School?"

Yu Bing was stunned immediately, and he only listened to Ye Xingge's words in a state of embarrassment: "If it's just a chance meeting, it's considered to be in the same place, and the old scholar is eager to chase after me, isn't it even more 'in the same place'? That's it. You have tarnished the reputation of the Jiangnan Sword League, can you still gain a foothold in the league?"

When Yu Bingru heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy.Ying Tongxi was at a loss for words, and after a while, Fang snorted coldly and said: "Master Ye is so protective of this girl, it must have something to do with her? Or is it because Mr. Nanqin and Mr. Xixiue have reunited, so they have to watch over and help each other?" ?”

Yu Bingru was startled, and quickly argued: "Senior, don't misunderstand, this junior just came here by chance, and has nothing to do with our faction. As for Ye...Senior Ye..."

Ying Tongxi's complexion changed, and he snapped: "Hey! The old man has already explained the identity of this devil, but you are still full of 'senior', and you call him so respectful. How dare you say that you are not his accomplice?"

Yu Bingru felt aggrieved after being shocked, gritted his silver teeth and only listened to Ye Xingge softly said: "Little girl, don't be puzzled, this old scholar is narrow-minded, how can you allow you to publicize the words that I judged him? What's more, he will be defeated by this seat in the blink of an eye, and your side evidence is for him, and he must get rid of it soon."

Yu Bingru suddenly realized that he didn't know whether to sigh or be angry, but Ying Tongxi snorted coldly and said, "It's never too late to talk about irrelevant matters. Since Master Ye is going to fight, let's take out the sword."

Ye Xingge glanced at Yu Bingru, slowly shook his head and said: "It seems that the little girl has never carried a sword, so how about allowing me to borrow something from you?"

Facing Ye Xingge's deep amber eyes, Yu Bingru couldn't bear the slightest refusal, hesitating for a moment and said in a shy voice: "What do you want to borrow, senior?"

Ye Xingge smiled and said, "A strand of blue hair is enough."

Yu Bingru was stunned immediately, Ying Tongxi also frowned and said: "Master Ye Da, you and I are fighting swords, why are you pretending so mysteriously?"

Ye Xingge said leisurely: "You and I are comparing swordsmanship. As for what I want to use as a sword, I don't allow you to be an old scholar."

Ying Tongxi choked immediately, but Yu Bingru said in a nonchalant manner: "Everyone has hair, why did you need me, senior?"

Ye Xingge said solemnly: "Women's hair is softer than men's. The old scholar said that his 'Heavenly Heart' sword is as strong as it is, and I can overcome it with softness. Cough... I am sincerely asking, the little girl must not Will you be stingy?"

Yu Bingru knew that Ye Xingge was just making use of the topic, and shook his head in a whirl of thought: "The younger generation is just a genus of ants in front of the senior, and the senior wants to take my life just by breathing, so why bother with just a few strands of hair?" How about asking me?"

Ye Xingge was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Yes, everyone says that I am a vicious and vicious king of the devil, but now I am so rigid about such a trivial matter. excuse me."

After he finished speaking, he swept his finger to the wind, then opened his hands to grasp falsely, and pinched Yu Bingru's strand of black hair between his fingers, and then "sword" pointed at Tongxi, and said indifferently: "Old scholar Let's make a move, let's see how many moves you can catch this seat."

Ying Tongxi's face sank like water, "Tianxin" was on his chest, and the sword's edge suddenly shone brightly, following Ye Xingge's distraction, he stabbed, and the first move was a fatal move.

As if Ye Xingge hadn't seen it, he raised his arms and at the same time "sword" suddenly stretched, stabbing Ying Tongxi's throat head-on, the attack was extremely fierce and fast.

Ying Tongxi's sword was three feet long, a bit longer than the "Fajian", logically speaking, he should have stabbed Ye Xingge first.

But in front of him is the unworldly demon king looking down on the world, fearing that exchanging moves for moves is not a good strategy, Ying Tongxi had no choice but to tilt his body, and when the sword pointed upwards, several sword lights completely enveloped Ye Xingge.

Ye Xingge's original style remained the same, the hair on his fingertips followed his shape like a shadow, and still pierced Ying Tongxi's throat.

This time, Ying Tongxi's long sword advantage was no longer there, and he was immediately forced to feel cold in his throat by the sharp sword intent. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly returned the sword to block it. The attack and defense were integrated without any stagnation.

Although this move is just a block, there are countless exquisite back moves hidden in it, and the footwork is even more strange, seemingly defending but not defending, non-attacking like attacking, there is no gap between advancing and retreating, it is indeed an extremely profound swordsmanship.

(End of this chapter)