Poetry And Wine: One Sword Opens The Sky, And The School Beauty Collapses

After some practice, Ye Xuan felt hot and sweaty all over his body.

The spiritual energy in the body, driven by the sword intention, turned into strands of sword energy, and was discharged from the pores with hot sweat.

It’s really cool!

Ye Xuan stuck his sword on the ground and sat down to rest.

He raised his head and took a sip of white wine.

He could only feel the burning sensation of the liquor opening up the meridians in his body, making him completely ignore the morning breeze.

At this moment, there were slight footsteps and the sound of wheels turning outside the peach blossom forest.

Ye Xuan turned around and saw a handsome and unruly young man pushing a white-haired old man towards him.

These two people are naturally Wei Qingfeng and Wei Yujie.

When the grandfather and grandson came to Ye Xuan's side, Wei Qingfeng took a look at the long sword stuck on the ground, and then cast his eyes on Ye Xuan's face.

He showed a gentle smile and said:

"Tasting wine and dancing in the peach blossom forest, my little brother is so excited!"

Seeing his sincere and polite expression, Ye Xuan nodded politely and smiled, saying:

"Old man, are you out for a walk so early?"

Wei Qingfeng nodded:

"A lifelong habit!"

On the other side, Wei Yujie was also carefully looking at everything related to Ye Xuan.

Seeing that Ye Xuan was wearing ordinary clothes, the wine bottle in his hand was cheap, and the sword he was wielding just now looked low-grade, he couldn't help but show a hint of disdain.

"Can an ordinary person like this be more powerful than me?"

"This time, I'm afraid grandpa really made a mistake!"

"Maybe grandpa was just infected by this boy's bohemian character, so he looked up to him!"

Youdao is poor in literature and rich in martial arts.

If you want to practice superior martial arts, you absolutely cannot lack strong financial and material resources as support.

As for Ye Xuan, except for his extraordinary handsome appearance, every item on his body is very cheap.

What achievements can such a person achieve?

When thinking about his grandfather's identity, Wei Yujie was even more certain that Wei Qingfeng must have been infected by Ye Xuan's temperament and lost his judgment.

"I also saw your swordsmanship just now. It was originally a very strong and fierce swordsmanship, but you made it look a bit weak."

"My grandfather said that your swordsmanship is better than mine. I wonder if you are interested in competing with me?"

Wei Yujie looked down at Ye Xuan on the ground with a confident expression.

"Not interested." Ye Xuan shook his head and took a sip of wine.

We are all adults. Isn't it a little too childish to compete casually?

Seeing Ye Xuan's attitude, Wei Qingfeng couldn't help but nodded secretly, showing some appreciation.

"Yujie, since this little brother doesn't want to compete, let's forget it!"

Wei Yujie said somewhat reluctantly:

"If you don't want to compete, that's fine. Then let me show you my skills. How about you tasting it?"

"Okay." Ye Xuan said casually.

He was drinking, and someone was dancing with a sword to entertain him. Why not do it for him?

Seeing Ye Xuan agree, Wei Yujie's eyes flashed with a cunning look.

Then he waved his right hand and took Ye Xuan's long sword stuck on the ground into his hand.

"You watch it!"

Wei Yujie's body suddenly rose up, turning into a shadow and stabbing the long sword into the void.

Then his figure turned sharply, and the sword edge changed one after another.

Swish, brush, brush!

In just two breaths, he had already used seven or eight swords.

Sword shadows tore through the void, and the powerful sword pressure turned into strong winds, causing the surrounding peach blossom trees to sway violently.

brush!

At the tenth sword strike, Wei Yujie suddenly turned his sword and thrust a sword energy towards Ye Xuan.

And doing this was exactly the purpose of his sword play, to force Ye Xuan to take action.

Although his move was not aimed at hurting Ye Xuan, with the blessing of his early stage third-level cultivation, he could definitely make it impossible for Ye Xuan to stay where he was.

Seeing his move, Wei Qingfeng frowned secretly:

"Yujie is still too young and energetic. His fighting spirit is far inferior to that of this little brother in front of me!"

As he spoke, Wei Yujie was approaching Ye Xuan with a long sword in his hand. The tip of the sword was only less than ten centimeters away from Ye Xuan.

"Aren't you going to take action yet?"

"Is it really impossible to react?"

Seeing that Ye Xuan was still motionless, Wei Yujie couldn't help but feel proud.

Ye Xuan took a sip of wine, smiled slightly and said:

"Don't get me wrong, I just think your swordsmanship is too rough, so there's no need to take action in advance!"

Although Ye Xuan doesn't like this kind of meaningless struggle for victory, he will not remain indifferent since the matter has come to this.

Just when he started to speak, he waved his right hand, and a peach blossom branch rose into the sky.

Under the coercion of his sword energy, he shot out as fast as the wind and lightning!

call out!

At this moment, the peach blossom branch seemed to turn into a sharp sword, heading straight towards Wei Yujie with its exquisite sword power.

In Wei Yujie's eyes, the appearance of peach blossom branches was not only extremely fast.

Moreover, the revealed sword intention actually contains an ethereal and uncertain feeling in its fierceness.

"not good!"

His eyes suddenly opened, and he took a full breath and retreated backwards.

At the same time, he held the long sword in front of him, trying to block the peach blossom branches shot by Ye Xuan.

But he was still a step too slow!

The peach blossom branch flew out close to his neck, leaving a shallow scratch on his neck.

"hiss!"

After landing, Wei Yujie couldn't help but feel a slight chill in his heart, and looked at Ye Xuan in disbelief.

"He actually hurt me! And I can't get close to him!"

Thinking of this, Wei Yujie's previous arrogance and pride were instantly wiped away, and a huge sense of frustration lingered in his heart.

Wei Qingfeng's old voice sounded slowly:

"If he had used a sword just now, I'm afraid you would have died long ago!"

Hearing this, Wei Yujie woke up from a dream.

Indeed, if Ye Xuan had used a sword just now, the sword edge could easily cut his own aorta.

Taking a step back, based on what Ye Xuan did just now, if he really had murderous intentions, it would only be a matter of one or two moves to kill him.

"The spiritual energy he released before is not stronger than mine, so there is only one explanation. The weapon spirit he awakened is even more powerful than mine!"

Thinking that he was already an S-level weapon spirit, Wei Yujie could not help but feel his heart tremble violently.

Could it be that this seemingly ordinary young man in front of me is actually an SS-level weapon spirit?

In martial arts, combat effectiveness is mainly reflected in two aspects.

One is cultivation.

One is talent.

The gap in talent is actually more important, because it can make up for the lack of cultivation.

This is an important reason why Wei Yujie concluded that Ye Xuan was an SS-level weapon spirit.

And this discovery gave him a chill in his back for a moment.

"This kid is so evil!"

In the wheelchair, seeing Wei Yujie's uncertain expression, Wei Qingfeng shook his head and smiled secretly:

"Yujie's morale must have been dampened a lot this time. That's fine. He is so competitive and impetuous. How can he become a master-level warrior?"

After coming back to his senses, Wei Qingfeng looked at Ye Xuan with admiration.

"Old Wei Qingfeng, I have seen several sword spirit cultivators above the SS level in my life, but I have never seen one as handsome and elegant as you, my little brother."

"Could it be that your sword spirit is the legendary wine sword spirit, the first of the four ancient sword spirits?"

Hearing Wei Qingfeng's words, Ye Xuan was not in a hurry to answer, but was slightly surprised.

Just because the old man in front of him turned out to be the famous God of War in Northern Xinjiang!