Jianghu I am the only one

Chapter 114 Fight!

There were no living Wushan sect disciples around. Seeing this, Yan Beixun turned his head to look at Ouyang Ye, just in time to see Ouyang Ye pull out a short knife from the back of his waist again.

"I owe you my life." Yan Bei Xun said.

"I will owe more in the future." Ouyang Ye twirled a pair of butterfly knives in the palm of his hand, and inserted them back into the sheath around his waist.

Back then when Ouyang Ye was practicing "The Secret of Flying Knives", he considered the technique of throwing the Butterfly Knife as a hidden weapon to kill people in battle, so he directly used the Butterfly Knife to practice flying knives.

Usually, he wears a pair of butterfly double knives in his waist and three pairs of butterfly double knives on his back, which can basically guarantee that there will be no shortage of weapons in a short battle.

Coming to Yan Beixun, seeing the blood overflowing from the corner of Yan Beixun's mouth, Ouyang Ye couldn't help but frowned slightly, then took out a small wine gourd from his waist, handed it to Yan Beixun, and said, "This wine has The effect of healing, drink it."

The small wine gourd is Ouyang Ye's wine mixed with five-treasure flower honey wine. A total of ten small gourds were mixed from a small bottle. It was originally only for the convenience of his daily practice and healing in battle.

Most of what happened tonight was to subdue Yan Beixun, and of course he would not let Yan Beixun die here, so he was willing to give up the five-treasure flower honey wine mixed with water.

Yan Beixun didn't say anything, he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, took the little gourd, unplugged it, and took a big gulp.

The wine with a strange aroma rolled into his stomach, and immediately a warm feeling spread throughout his body, reaching the injured viscera, which made Yan Beixun feel that his injury had improved significantly.Even, even the true energy in the dantian suddenly blazed as if it had been poured with oil!
Sensing the obvious healing and nourishing effect of the wine, Yan Beixun subconsciously wanted to take another sip, but he suddenly controlled it.

What he thought was, this wine must be very precious, Ouyang Ye is generous to give him a drink, but he can't finish it greedily, one sip is enough.

"Good wine!" With admiration, he stood up and returned the wine gourd to Ouyang Ye.

Ouyang Ye put it away, hung it back on his waist, looked around vigilantly, and asked at the same time: "How is your injury? Can you still fight?"

Yan Beixun secretly felt luck, and said: "No problem... tonight is a good time to break the Wushan faction, we must not miss it."

Seeing Yan Beixun like this, Ouyang Ye knew that Yan Beixun was trying to hold on, so he pondered and said, "Actually, we were able to kill Qu Tiange tonight and find out that your daughter is related to Wushan School Qingmai, which is considered a good harvest. That's all for now, let's go."

Yan Beixun wanted to say something else, but remembering that he had promised to obey Ouyang Ye's command before coming here, he could only nod in response.

Ouyang Ye signaled Yan Beixun to be ahead, while he stood behind to guard against sneak attacks.

From going up the mountain to now, Ouyang Ye felt that they had killed at least fifty or sixty Wushan sect disciples, including more than 20 from the first level, nearly 20 from the second level, and nearly ten from the third level.

Even if the Wushan School has a strong foundation, there should not be many second and third realms.

Besides, judging from the hearts and morale of the disciples of the Wushan sect, if the fourth realm didn't take the lead, no one would be sent to die again.

Ouyang Ye has a photographic memory, and Yan Beixun is also a person with rich experience in the world, so he remembers the places he walked very clearly, and now he returns by the same way, so he doesn't have to run around like a headless chicken.

Along the way, there were Wushan faction disciples spying in the dark from time to time, but just as Ouyang Ye expected, none of them dared to stop them desperately.

However, just when Ouyang Ye and Yan Beixun were about to reach the mountain path leading to the mountain gate, a pink figure rushed out from behind a few trees with a strong and tangy fragrance. Yan Beixun ahead!

"careful!"

While shouting to remind, Ouyang Yeren had rushed over, trying to stop the attacker.

Unexpectedly, just when Ouyang Ye was about to stop him, the pink figure turned Youhu's long sword, his figure was floating like the wind, and the tip of the sword was bent like a poisonous snake, pointing at Ouyang Ye's throat and facial vitals!
In the midst of a crisis, Ouyang Yeyue fan Zongbu used all his strength, and his figure suddenly turned into two, but it was an illusion and a real body.

Ouyang Ye's phantom was far from being fake, so the long sword chased after Ouyang Ye's real body almost without stopping.

With the opportunity to deal with it, the Butterfly Swords turned into two lights in Ouyang Ye's palm, and slashed towards the long sword urgently and quickly!
After a series of clashes of swords and swords, the pink figure retreated abruptly, but Ouyang Ye took a step back unconsciously.

Even though it was just a weapon confrontation, Ouyang Ye still felt that the visitor had deep internal strength, which was far superior to Qu Tiange's.

After the pink figure over there stood still, it turned out to be a strangely beautiful woman with a plump figure and a picturesque face.

Her eyes stared at Ouyang Ye like cold stars, and she snorted coldly: "So many people from the Wushan faction want to leave after killing me?!"

Ouyang Ye probed, "PY Lan?!"

"I have good eyesight." PY Lan admitted, and immediately scolded with internal strength: "All disciples come to me to surround and kill these two people, and they must be kept tonight!"

Qu Tiange thought that by handling internal and external affairs of the Wushan School, he had more prestige in the hearts of his disciples than PY Lan, but he didn't know that among most Wushan School disciples, PY Lan's strength and decades of prestige were irreplaceable.

At this moment, with PY Lan yelling, all the Wushan School disciples who were wandering around and hesitating to advance and retreat all gritted their teeth and rushed out.

For a moment, Ouyang Ye and Yan Beixun were full of people around them, at least three or forty people surrounded and killed them!

PY Lan also rushed towards Ouyang Ye again, the sword light in his hand flickered, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter!
At this time, Ouyang Ye could no longer take Yan Beixun into consideration, so he could only face PY Lan with a knife, hoping to kill or defeat PY Lan as soon as possible, so as to resolve the crisis.

He no longer retained any strength, and even risked his life, his figure turned into an afterimage, crashing towards PY Lan like a meteor!
"die!"

The moment he broke into the sword light, the Butterfly Swords exploded in Ouyang Ye's hands like sparks, and the lights pierced the blade or the tip of the sword like a storm, making continuous ding-ding sounds!
PY Lan didn't expect that Ouyang Ye's Bazhan Dao could be used so quickly, and the Wushan School is not famous for its swordsmanship. Even as the master, her swordsmanship is quite ordinary, but her internal strength is pure and deep, and she has rich fighting experience.

It's okay to deal with ordinary Jianghu people, but encountering Ouyang Ye's swift and violent attack, it is difficult for her to continue to use swordsmanship to resist.

So, when she felt the tiger's mouth numb, she resolutely abandoned the long sword and used the Wushan School's secret martial art Zhemeishou.

She has practiced zhemei hand for decades, and although she has not yet reached the state of perfection, it is not far behind.

Coupled with her pure and deep internal energy, the Zhemei Hand used by her is completely different from the one used by Pan Renjun.

At the moment of abandoning the sword, PY Lan Yubai's hands went straight into Ouyang Ye's butterfly swords, flicking his fingers like plum blossoms.

The moment his fingertips touched the blade, Ouyang Ye felt that the blade trembled strangely, almost uncontrollably, and it came out of his hand.

In this way, the rhythm of his sword technique was naturally interrupted.

And PY Lan, like a beautiful woman throwing herself into her embrace, got into Ouyang Ye's arms, overlapping her beautiful hands, and printed on Ouyang Ye's chest one after another!

"puff!"

Feeling as if his chest was hit twice by a heavy hammer, Ouyang Ye spat a mouthful of blood onto PY Lan's face.

With PY Lan's body skills and fighting experience, he could have walked away with one hit, avoiding the blood spurted by Ouyang Ye.

However, the moment she hit Ouyang Ye's chest with both palms, she encountered two weird and powerful counter-shock forces in succession, which made her blood churn and couldn't be controlled, since she also received some internal injuries!

Although this internal injury was mild, it also slowed down her reaction and movement.

It was also at this time that Ouyang Ye, who should have been beaten back after being severely injured by her Zhemei hand and sprayed blood, took the opportunity to grab her arms brazenly, and yanked them to both sides!

"Ah~~!"

In an instant, a shrill, piercing scream pierced the night sky like a howling ghost!
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