Opening confession to the beautiful master

"We will pursue what is in our hearts, and it is not too late to pick up what we have lost over the years."

At this moment, the great elder recognized Yue Yao's statement from the bottom of his heart and could understand Yue Yao.

Furthermore, she also felt that Zhang Yi and Yue Yao were a perfect match. For the emperor who was less than twenty years old, who else could be worthy of Yue Yao besides him?

At this moment, there was peace on Yueying Peak, but an evil figure appeared at the Daozong Mountain Gate. The person had a broken left arm, and he was holding a long sword in his right hand with murderous intent, standing at the Daozong Mountain Gate. He yelled angrily: "Zhang Yi! Get out of here and die!"

"Get out...get out...and die!"

His voice echoed in the Taoist sect for a long time, causing the Taoist sect to be shocked. Countless people instantly rushed to the mountain gate, wanting to see who the saint was who dared to be so arrogant.

"It's him! The one-armed swordsman! He had a deep love for our sect master back then. I heard that that arm was also broken off for Yue Yao!"

"But he has been silent since the last time his legs were broken by the sect master and he was driven away. Everyone thought he was dead, but they didn't expect him to jump out at this time."

"I don't care what kind of one-armed swordsman he is. Senior brother and the sect master are a match made in heaven, so there is nothing wrong with him!"

For a time, countless memories flooded into the minds of Dao Sect disciples, mainly because the incident of the one-armed sword master pursuing Yue Yao was so big that almost everyone in Wuling knew about it.

Priest Qinglian also appeared at the gate of Daozong at almost the same time. He looked at the one-armed swordsman with a smile and said: "You haven't given up after so many years? They are in love, so you are not afraid of Yueyao interrupting you again. Legs?"

"You know a hammer. Hitting means kissing and scolding means loving. When Yueyao attacked me, I only regarded it as love, so naturally I wouldn't fight back!"

"But Zhang Yi, a little kid with barely even hair, dares to steal a woman from me. Do you really think that my one-armed swordsman is dead?"

The one-armed swordsman glanced at Taoist Priest Qinglian and cursed loudly.

"I'm doing this for your own good. Since you don't appreciate it, there's nothing I can do about it."

Taoist Priest Qinglian pursed his lips and smiled, but his eyes were full of joy at the misfortune.

"But it's no use just blaming Zhang Yi. The key point is still Yue Yao. If you just cause trouble for Zhang Yi, others will think you are bullying the junior."

However, Priest Qinglian didn't want the one-armed swordsman to fight Zhang Yi's opponent, so he naturally wanted to draw the flames of war to Yue Yao.

"Hmph, this matter has nothing to do with Yao'er. I'm only looking for Zhang Yi. So what if I just bullied a junior today?"

The one-armed swordsman loved Yue Yao so deeply that he was not willing to take action against Yue Yao, so he could only burn Zhang Yi with endless anger.

"You can also call Yao'er!"

At this moment, a roar came, and Zhang Yi's figure appeared in front of the one-armed sword master. His momentum was not weaker than that of the one-armed sword master.

Zhang Yi naturally knew about the One-Armed Sword Master, but he did not expect that the One-Armed Sword Master would appear at this time. At first, he thought that this man was already dead.

Moreover, this man felt a little strange to him. There seemed to be a very strange power in his body.

"One-armed! Do you want to die?"

Naturally, Yue Yao came with Zhang Yi. She glanced at the one-armed sword master with cold eyes and asked with murderous intent.

Yueyao's tenderness in this life was reserved for Zhang Yi alone. She was only cold to others, especially those who were hostile to Zhang Yi, and only had murderous intent.

"Yao'er, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still charming!"

As soon as Yue Yao appeared, the one-armed swordsman automatically blocked the others, leaving only Yue Yao in his eyes, looking like a pig brother, and said infatuatedly.

Zhang Yi couldn't bear it anymore and was about to take action, but was stopped by Taoist Qinglian. Taoist Qinglian appeared in front of Zhang Yi and chuckled softly: "Don't worry, they haven't seen each other for many years, why not Let the two of them reminisce about old times.”

Yueyao first glared at Taoist Qinglian with an unkind expression, then looked at Zhang Yi and said: "Zhang Yi, you don't need to pay attention to him. This matter started because of me, leave it to me to solve!"

Having said that, I saw Yue Yao's body surge with aura, and she was about to attack the one-armed sword master, but at this critical moment, Zhang Yi pushed Taoist Qinglian away, "Get away! This matter has nothing to do with you. Nothing to do!”

Taoist Priest Qinglian was startled by Zhang Yi's appearance. He was a little distracted for a moment and stood there blankly.

And Zhang Yi didn't say anything nonsense, he directly pulled out the Tianyang Sword and swung the sword towards the one-armed sword master.

"Clang!"

The one-armed sword master quickly drew out his long sword to resist, and an earth-shattering sword wave spread in all directions...

"Yao'er, please don't talk about your business or mine in the future. You and I are indistinguishable from each other, not to mention...he is coming for me, so I should fight!"

"Also...hearing him call you that makes me feel sick!"

Zhang Yi said while wielding the Tianyang Sword to fight the one-armed sword master.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Many Dao Sect disciples were moved when they heard this. However, they were not the protagonists and could only feel envious.

And Yueyao also stepped aside, with a soft smile appearing on the corner of her mouth. Zhang Yi's words just now really warmed her up.

Taoist Priest Qinglian held his forehead and showed the pain of a headache, frowned and murmured in a low voice: "Damn, this corner is not easy to dig!"

At this time, Zhang Yi and the One-Armed Sword Master were fighting inextricably. They saw countless sword lights flashing through the void, and the collision between them was very brilliant.

But the strange thing is that Zhang Yi did not use any other means to fight against the one-armed swordsman. He used swordsmanship from beginning to end, as if he wanted to defeat the one-armed swordsman with swordsmanship.

"Hmph, Zhang Yi! When I was pursuing Yao'er, you were not there yet! You dare to snatch a woman from grandpa, you are simply courting death!"

Although the one-armed swordsman has only one hand, he has already used it vividly, and his swordsmanship is extremely strange and unpredictable.

"It is not easy for you to become an emperor at such a young age. If you leave Yueyao now, I can spare your life."

However, the more he fought with Zhang Yi, the more wrong he felt. He found that Zhang Yi was much stronger than he imagined, and even his attainments in swordsmanship were bottomless, which frightened him a little.

"Noisy! Who do you think you are? How dare you covet her!"

"Today, I will only use swordsmanship to kill you!"

Zhang Yi's eyes burst with infinite murderous intent. It must be said that the one-armed swordsman successfully angered him.

"A stunning slash!"

Zhang Yi shouted, and the Tianyang Sword in his hand rose and fell, and the sword light appeared out of thin air like the scorching sun, and the sharp sword intent was to annihilate everything into powder.

"One-armed Holy Sword!"

The face of the One-armed Sword Saint also changed, and he was horrified. He began to swing the long sword in his hand continuously, and a mysterious aura emerged. He seemed to be integrated with the long sword. A one-armed long sword evolved in the void, and rushed towards Zhang Yi with murderous intent...