Jian Jia's slender jade hand gently stroked in the air. A ray of green light, like a beautiful green jade, jumped out.
The beauty's stroke seems weak, but the power contained in it is no less than the punches made by those big men with a back and a bear's waist.
At this moment, Ye Junlin seemed to see the gate of hell, slowly opening. Two little ghosts with different faces but equally ferocious faces were waving slightly at him.
Dead.
Ye Junlin slowly closed his eyes and looked desperate. Under such a huge battle with a huge gap in strength, any resistance or struggle would be futile.
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The wind rises in front of the eyebrows, and the wind swepts in the clothes.
Amid the vast reeds, a strong wind suddenly roared.
Seeing the situation, the anxiety on his face was swept away, and the signature silly smile appeared on his face again.
"The wind steers the world!"
A roar like a bell came from afar, resounding from all directions.
Where the sound comes from, five crazy dragons condensed by the wind are whistling with the 'crackling' thunder.
The large reeds summoned by the reeds were like fireflies disappearing from the sky under the destruction of the strong wind, and were blown away to all directions. The ground returned to its original color, and green bamboos swayed in the wind.
A sword energy flew past, and the green light that the reeds swung out was cut into two pieces. With a "puff", it scattered into starlight.
The face of the shadow changed drastically. Qianmo, Fang Fangfang and others, who were hiding in the dark, even trembled with their legs and were extremely afraid.
All the fight stopped at this moment. Everyone's eyes looked at the wind source in unison.
A young man came from a distance. He was wearing a "Beiyang Imperial Guard" uniform and carrying a huge heavy sword on his back, which was no smaller than the "Red Flame Sword".
The man is very burly, or has a slight fatness, and his abdomen is slightly raised, which is obviously the result of years of being together in the officialdom. The young man looks very ordinary, and there is almost nothing special to say except for his blood-colored pupils that are different from ordinary people.
.A face is like a large piece of green willows by the river. Although it is not as beautiful or magnificent, it has its own unique feelings.
Such a person is definitely hard to recognize at a glance when he is an ordinary person.
Jianjia looked at the man, and a hint of blush appeared on his delicate and extremely handsome face. Jianjia abandoned Ye Junlin and headed straight towards the man.
Her steps were light and she had a hint of shyness on her face. She was like a girl in her youth who saw her lover.
Kitado Jiju quickly pulled Ye Junlin up. He was about to explain something, but was interrupted by Ye Junlin.
Ye Junlin waved his hand and smiled helplessly, "I know, he is 'Wei Ye'."
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But Wei Ye was carrying a heavy sword on his back and his steps were not too fast or slow. His eyes fell on the body of "Sword Sanjin", on the body of the shadow, on Jianjia, and on Beiyang Jiju.
In the end, it stopped on Ye Junlin.
Jianjia was extremely dissatisfied with this. She looked back and glared at Ye Junlin fiercely, her eyes full of murderous aura.
Real murderous aura.
"I said, sister!" Ye Junlin defended him unjustly: "You can eat men's jealousy too, isn't it too much?"
Jian Jia looked at Ye Junlin's words on the surface. However, the peach blossoms blooming on her face betrayed her true thoughts.
Wei Ye was indifferent to Jianjia's "hot" eyes.
He walked gently by Jianjia's body without a trace of stopping, not even a trace of stopping.
Jianjia's mouth raised slightly, like a little girl whose request was not met.
Wei Ye left straight away, and he slowly came to the side of "Sword Sanjin".
"Senior Jian, I've just delayed some things." Wei Ye bowed to the 'Sanjin' and said, "I'm late, please forgive me."
"Jian Sanjin" smiled silly and waved his hand gently to indicate that it was okay.
Wei Ye said solemnly: "Senior, please rest and protect the second prince. As for this "Shadow" senior, let me fight with him."
Wei Ye said very politely, but in his words, he revealed unquestionable perseverance.
"Sword Sanjin" smiled and turned toward the direction of the three boys including Kitado Jiju.
I am old and always want to take a break. It is more appropriate to leave this kind of fighting and killing work to young people like Wei Ye.
Shadow looked at Wei Ye with a complicated expression.
Although this young man who is not good at showing off his mountains and not leaking is ranked fourth on the "Martial Evaluation List" with Jianjia, Shadow knows that his combat power is definitely not inferior to himself.
"Senior, please make a move." Wei Ye said, making an invitation move, and did not draw his sword.
Shadow was a little angry. Wei Ye's move clearly did not take himself seriously.
How powerful can a "sword warrior" who does not use a sword have?
Shadow sneered and cursed in her heart: "Today I will let you see the consequences of contempt for the old man."
Wei Ye seemed to see what Shadow thought, and said arrogantly: "Please take the move first. As a junior, Wei Ye can give you three moves."
"Arrogant!" The shadow shouted loudly, and anger arose from his heart. Even Beitanghui, who is the first in the sky, dared not make such a crazy statement. You, a young man who has not yet established, dared to do so. It is really arrogant.
Extremely.
"Dark escape, Demonic Spirit Dragon!"
The shadow shouted loudly, and the eight chains danced back and forth, with a strong wind, and several giant dragons condensed from black air roaring out.
Wei Ye's burly body was as small as an ant in front of this giant dragon.
The giant dragon rushed up and opened his mouth to swallow Wei Ye.
Wei Ye's face remained unchanged. When the dragon swallowed it in front of him, he waved his hand gently. The wind and thunder grew out of his cuffs, and with just one blow, the lingering dragon hit the city.
Fragrance.
Everyone was shocked.
"The first move." Wei Ye said it lightly.
Shadow's face turned red, and being looked down upon by a junior like this is really hurting his self-esteem.
Countless black air surged from behind him. The black air rolled and condensed into a four-armed troll. The shadow waved his left hand, and the troll bombarded Wei Ye with a mighty force.
Wei Ye's left fist clenched slightly, and on his fist, the tiny yellow thunder shone crackled.
"Ao Lei Fist."
With one punch, the huge thunder fist shadow shone across the world.
"boom!"
The troll was hit and broke into pieces in an instant.
"The second move." Wei Ye said arrogantly.
"The devil swallows the world!"
The shadow was tortured by this arrogant young man to the point of almost collapse. A surging black air emerged from his body, covering the entire sky.
"Die!" The shadow shouted loudly, controlling the large black clouds and stormed.
"The wind steers the world!"
Wei Ye's face was still calm, and countless wind blades surged on his body...