Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 349
Chaowang Pavilion Luo Yulan rushed to Ye Dingzhi first.

Chaowang Pavilion is not a big sect, even many people in Jianghu have never heard of it, but Luo Yulan is very famous, because her husband was once a Nanjue Sword Immortal, and later her husband died, and the knife was gone. up.

The name of the knife is lonely.

It is a short knife only slightly larger than a dagger.

The reappearance at this moment is in the hands of Luo Yulan.

With a flash of red light, the knife stabbed at Ye Dingzhi's throat, Luo Yulan glanced at Ye Dingzhi coquettishly, his eyes fluttered, the winking eyes at this moment were like silk that had once retained Nanjue Daoxian However, Ye Dingzhi just gave her a blank look.

Luo Yulan's most dangerous weapon is not her loneliness, but her beauty, but the look she met Ye Dingzhi gave her a slight chill, as if what Ye Dingzhi was looking at was already a dead person up.

"Your charm won't work for Ye Dingzhi." Luo Yulan's collar was pulled violently, Luo Yulan stepped back, Ye Dingzhi's long sleeve slipped from her throat, Wang Rensun threw Luo Yulan out of the whole body, and greeted him with a knife, "Ye Dingzhi!"

"Wang Rensun." Ye Dingzhi kicked the knife in Wang Rensun's hand into the air.

Wang Rensun jumped up, reached out and grabbed the long knife, and then swung it down violently.

Ye Dingzhi raised his head and saw the sky and the earth, all directions, full of the light of that long knife, as if the whole space was cut apart by that knife, and he had nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide.

"You have practiced a good sword technique." Ye Dingzhi sighed softly.

Under the shadow of the knife that had lost all vitality, a deep voice sounded: "Ye Dingzhi, you have already been seriously injured, so why bother to hold on! Why don't you just take your demon cult members away! Why do you need to increase the number of murders?" !"

Ye Dingzhi raised his head expressionlessly: "Wang Rensun, since you are here on behalf of the Tianshan School, you must have the spirit of a major disciple of the Tianshan School. After dancing in such a mess, when will you come down?"

"That's it."

The thousands of sword lights suddenly converged into one and fell instantly.

Ye Dingzhi's robe flew up, waved his hands, and shouted: "Good sword technique!"

"Be worthy of my sword!"

Ye Dingzhi stretched out a finger. There was no sword in his hand, but the sword energy was boundless. With just one finger, he instantly pierced through thousands of sword lights. Wang Rensun turned over and landed, and the long sword in his hand was captured The finger bomb flew out, spun in the air, and landed three steps in front of him.

"This person is so strong, why are the people over there still watching the theater?" Luo Yulan glanced at Su Muyu and Li Hanyi who were still standing there in a low voice.

"If they also use their swords, we really have no way out." Wang Rensun said in a low voice, "Lei Qianting! Hurry up!"

Lei Qianting came to Ye Dingzhi's side at some point, and pointed at Ye Dingzhi.

Lei Qianting scolded angrily: "Wang Rensun, which side are you on!"

"It doesn't matter which side he's on, what matters is your fingering, it's really bad." Ye Dingzhi didn't even turn his head, he just pointed back and touched Lei Qianting's fingers.

There was a snap, the sound of joints breaking.

Then there was the sound of a wrist bone snapping.

The sound of an arm breaking.

The sound of a shoulder blade breaking.

Clap, clap, crisp and chilling.

Lei Qianting fell to the ground, his face was pale, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead from the pain.

Ye Dingzhi turned around: "You shouldn't have ruined this field."

A white shadow suddenly landed in front of Ye Dingzhi, and he suddenly made a gesture of hugging Ye Dingzhi, Ye Dingzhi stepped back, and then there was a light coughing sound.

The thin and sickly man coughed lightly at Ye Dingzhi three times, and then his hunched back suddenly straightened up, his drooping eyes brightened, and even his pale and bloodless face turned slightly rosy It seems that a dead person has come back to life.

Ye Dingzhi looked at the pale man in front of him, and said flatly, "The Wen family is warm and cold."

Wen sneered, "It's me."

"This is your Three Character Classic?" Ye Dingzhi asked.

"Yes, my Three Character Classic. Ill and dead ghost." Wen Leng nodded, everyone in the Wen family will have their own "Three Character Classic" after birth, which is their unique poison and will only be used in the most critical time , No one knows where the three-character scripture of the Wen family is hidden and where it is used.

"Okay." Ye Dingzhi stretched out his palm and knocked Wen Leng away.

Wen Leng didn't even reach out to block it, he just held the palm so forcefully, and then his whole body flew out like a kite that was unthreaded, he raised his head, and smiled at Su Muyu and others in the distance one time.

The body protecting zhenqi on Ye Dingzhi's clothes suddenly dissipated, and his face changed slightly, showing a strange golden color.

Wang Rensun was taken aback: "He is poisoned."

Su Muyu's hand that was turning the handle of the umbrella stopped suddenly.

"It's not the right time yet!" Li Hanyi whispered.

"I'll leave that last chance to you." Su Muyu suddenly raised the umbrella, and the umbrella bloomed like a flower. Seventeen sharp blades sprayed out from the seventeen umbrella ribs. Su Muyu With a retraction of his left hand, the seventeen sharp blades were aimed at Ye Dingzhi at the same time.

"This trick is Mu Yu!" Li Hanyi's eyes widened.

"Yes, when those long swords fell, it was like a rain of swords!" Su Muyu suddenly let go of his left hand, and the handle of the umbrella held by his right hand broke inch by inch in the wind, revealing the long sword under the handle .

Ye Dingzhi turned around and looked at the long sword in Su Muyu's hand.

After the sword rain, that long sword was the final killing move.

"It's a pity that I don't have a sword in my hand." Ye Dingzhi said softly. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the long knife in Wang Rensun's hand fell into his hand. Ye Dingzhi glanced at Wang Rensun, "Your sword skills are very good. Strong, but there is one shortcoming."

"Where is the deficiency?" Wang Rensun asked.

"I don't have the heart to kill!" Ye Dingzhi yelled angrily, and with a wave of the long knife in his hand, shadows of the sword appeared all over the sky. It was exactly the same as Wang Rensun's sword technique just now, only a little more sharp, and a little more of the killing that Wang Rensun said Heart!

The shadow of the knife collided with the rain of swords, and all seventeen sharp blades were cut off, and the broken blades scattered around Ye Dingzhi like rain, and Wang Rensun and Luo Yulan retreated to the side of Lei Qianting and Wen Leng , and knocked those falling broken blades into the air.

"The knife is broken." Ye Dingzhi threw the broken knife in his hand to Wang Rensun.

Wang Rensun frowned slightly. Since he met Ye Dingzhi again at the border, until today, he heard tiredness from Ye Dingzhi's tone for the first time.

Ye Dingzhi raised his head, and a sword Changhong pierced his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)