With their beautiful smiles, Ning Ning and Ye Muwan have become a beautiful scenery on Wanyu Peak.
Countless fiery gazes fell on those two beautiful figures. As disciples of the Moon Temple, they were undoubtedly the beauties of heaven.
As the beauties of heaven, Ning Ning and Ye Muwan could only be seen from a distance to the disciples of Wan Yu Sword Sect.
Sensing the omnipresent gazes around her, Ye Muwan simply raised her eyebrows, then relaxed them, lowering her head and not knowing what she was thinking.
Sitting next to Ning Ning are several disciples of the Moon Temple, and the senior brother An Ye mentioned by Ning Ning is also among them. An Ye is an elite disciple of the Moon Temple and has a cultivation level in the Soul Martial Realm.
With his outstanding appearance and superior talent, An Ye is favored by many female disciples in the Moon Temple.
However, An Ye had always focused his energy on cultivation and never paid attention to the affair, until he met Ye Muwan and he fell.
An Ye didn't believe in love at first sight before, but the moment he saw Ye Muwan, he firmly believed it.
It was precisely because of this that he chose this boring task and came with Ye Muwan and others to deliver the sword order.
The moment he caught a glimpse of Ye Muwan's frown, An Ye stood up and moved a little closer to Ye Muwan, using his tall and upright posture to block those fiery gazes.
Seeing this, Ning Ning chuckled: "Gee, senior brother An Ye is still careful!"
As soon as these words came out, several Moon Temple disciples followed suit and blocked many eyes for Ning Ning.
Ye Muwan raised her head, glanced at An Ye, then lowered her head again without saying anything, but just this glance made An Ye feel her heart beat faster.
"Sister Muwan, I think Senior Brother An Ye has been completely defeated. Hehe, your Ye family will have another strong soul martial artist in the near future!" After saying this, Ning Ning couldn't help but tease Ye Muwan.
Hearing this, Ye Muwan rolled his eyes at Ning Ning angrily. This look was so touching that at least An Ye and several Moon Temple disciples were immersed in it.
"Mu Wan, how is the development of your Ye family recently? If you encounter difficulties, just come to us!" In just a moment, An Ye reacted from that look and chuckled: "Huang Feng Kingdom, I heard that Junior Sister Ning Ning said that the scenery there is good.
I’ve been wanting to see it for a long time!”
Hearing this, Ning Ning also rolled her eyes at An Ye and chuckled: "Didn't Senior Brother An Ye say last time that Huang Feng Country is just a small country on the border and there is nothing to see?"
Ning Ning did not give An Ye any face. After hearing this, the smile on An Ye's lips froze in vain, and she said with a helpless smile: "Now and then, there must be something unique about the place where Mu Wan lives!"
In response to their words, Ye Muwan just smiled faintly and sat quietly aside.
"However, Sister Mu Wan, I really miss your brother, the head of the house, hehe, I wonder how he is doing now!" Thinking of Ye Chen, Ning Ning still had the shock in her heart.
Seeing Ning Ning mentioning Ye Chen, Ye Muwan's calm eyes also showed a trace of longing, and said softly: "I miss him too, but I don't know how he is doing now."
"It's still the same life as before!" Thinking of Ye Chen's crazy training, Ye Muwan felt helpless. That kid would not waste even a little time.
A thoughtful look flashed in An Ye's eyes. Through these months of contact, he knew that Mu Wan's brother held a heavy weight in her heart.
"As long as I can get her brother's approval, then Mu Wan will not reject me!" An Ye thought that at this moment, he even had the urge to rush to Huangfeng Kingdom.
"With several Xuan-level sword skills and several Qi Martial Realm swords, his brother should like it!" An Ye was prepared for a rainy day. In order to please Ye Chen, he had been preparing for a long time.
"Oh, it's true that those old men promised to welcome us. They were so enthusiastic at first, but now they just throw them aside." Ning Ning's beautiful eyes turned and she glanced forward.
The leader of the Wan Yu Sword Sect and several elders sat quietly on the stone chairs. After saying a few words at the beginning, they closed their eyes and meditated without saying a word.
Jian Yu, the leader of the Wan Yu Sword Sect, is a white-haired middle-aged man who is over a hundred years old and has no life left in his body, just like a rock.
"I have already felt a sense of sword intent, an amazing sword intent!" Jian Yu suddenly said with his eyes tightly closed.
As soon as these words came out, several elders also opened their eyes and glanced down the mountain with great tacit understanding. Indeed, it was an amazing sword intent.
"He's coming, I'm kind of looking forward to it! More than two hundred battles, without a single defeat, what kind of sword intent is this!" Jian Yu chuckled, and his state of mind, which had been calm for many years, also started to ripple.
"Strong sword intent, I'm also looking forward to it! I'm looking forward to that sword!" An old man chuckled, his right hand trembling slightly, and a faint sword chant resounded.
"Are you ready for your sword skills?" Jian Yu still closed his eyes, and the cold air froze the wine in the cup.
"Several earth-level sword skills, dozens of mystical-level sword skills!" The old man who chuckled earlier said softly, "But they can't compare to the sword skills in that man's hands. What a strange person!"
"It seems that the disciples of the Moon Temple are somewhat dissatisfied with the sect's hospitality!" Catching a glimpse of Ning Ning's eyes, the old man chuckled.
"They are just elite disciples. If they are true disciples, they will be treated differently." Jian Yu said lightly, the sword intention filled his heart, waiting for the moment when it exploded.
Suddenly, Jian Yu raised his head and looked at the endless void, where snowflakes were floating in vain.
There is an air shield above the square. This air shield can block the snowflakes. However, at this time, the falling snowflakes pass through the air shield silently and scatter on the wine, the wine table, the people, and the ground.
Snowflakes fluttered across his cheeks, and Jian Yu whispered: "He's coming!"
Gentle snowflakes fell on her eyelashes, and the smile on Ning Ning's lips froze. She raised her head, looked into the void in confusion, and murmured softly: "Why is it snowing suddenly!"
With her beautiful eyes turning, Ye Muwan glanced around. At some point, the lively square fell silent, like a deathly silence. The disciples of the Wan Yu Sword Sect who were talking and laughing stopped one after another and moved away the wine tables.
There were only a few wine tables left in the huge square. At the same time, Wan Yu Sword Sect disciples came out one after another with swords in hand, retreated to the side, and waited quietly.
Seeing this, Ning Ning, An Ye and others secretly became vigilant. What is this Wan Yu Sword Sect going to do?
"What a weird atmosphere!" Ning Ning could feel several astonishing sword intentions filling the air, which were the sword intentions of Jian Yu and others.
"Even the sword is a little commotion!" The sword in his hand vibrated slightly. If Ye Muwan hadn't held it down, the sword might have been unsheathed at this moment.
Not only Ye Muwan's sword was like this, but also other people's swords. The snow was falling harder and harder, and the ground was already covered with a layer of light gauze.
"You are younger than you thought, and your sword intent is even more terrifying!" Jian Yu said, his eyes falling on the mountain road.
As Jian Yu's eyes changed, everyone also looked towards the end of the mountain road, including Ye Muwan and others. The winding mountain road was covered with white gauze, and snowflakes fell on the end of the mountain road with the wind.
For a moment, the whole place was as silent as death, and a few moments later, the whole place was still as silent as ever.
"What happened?" Ning Ning muttered, but just as Ning Ning spoke, several terrifying sword intents passed over her body.
Bang bang! Ning Ning took a few steps back, her face extremely pale. Just one word caused the sword intent to rebound in the void. Dark night's eyes became sharp, she stood up, stood in front of Ye Muwan and Ning Ning, blocking the pressure, cold
He said, "May I ask Master Jianyu, what does this mean?" It was better that An Ye didn't speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, several sword intents rushed towards An Ye. This was the sword intent of Jian Yu and others.
Bang bang! An Ye was just like Ning Ning before, taking a few steps back, and even a touch of scarlet emerged from the corner of his mouth.
Just those few sword intents before were enough to kill An Ye. In response, An Ye's eyes became colder and colder. This Wan Yu Sword Sect actually dared to hurt the disciples of the Moon Temple.
Seeing An Ye's expression, Jian Yu sighed silently. At this moment, their sword intent had been provoked by that person, and they could not restrain their sword intent. If they did, they would definitely be repulsed by that man's sword intent.
"Can these boys from the Moon Temple calm down?" Jian Yu's eyes also became sharp, and he glared directly at An Ye, then turned his gaze slightly and landed at the end of the mountain road again.
Sensing the warning in Jian Yu's eyes, Ning Ning became more and more confused as to what she and others had done wrong.
The wind is still there, the snow is still there, and at the end of the mountain road, several figures emerge, led by a thin figure, dressed in white like snow, blending into the world...