Looking at the increasingly crowded crowd, Yingxuan's heart was on fire. His sister had always been a self-centered person since she was a child. If she really quarreled with others, it would be her sister who would suffer.
However, Ying Zhi thought the opposite of Ying Xuan. He actually hoped that Ying Yue'er and the two would suffer a small loss, because in that case, he could be a hero in front of Xin Ye to save the beauty, and then he would definitely have a place in Xin Ye's heart.
,if that is the case.....
As he thought about it, a creepy smile appeared at the corner of Yingzhi's mouth unconsciously.
Fortunately, Yingxuan, who was so anxious, didn't notice the wretched guy in front of him, otherwise, he would have had to slap him away.
Sparsely, Yingxuan vaguely heard some fighting sounds in front of him.
"Cousin Yingzhi, there is the sound of fighting ahead. It must be a fight. If anything happens later, help me protect my sister first." Yingxuan said solemnly.
"Don't worry, cousin Yingxuan, I will definitely not let cousin Yingyue'er and Miss Xinye get any harm." As expected, Yingzhi was already very excited. He even began to imagine repaying his kindness.
And embrace the beauty of beauty.
Arriving at the chaotic crowd, Yingxuan pushed through the layers of people and shouted: "Yue'er, Yue'er, where are you?"
"Brother, brother, I'm here, come here quickly!" Hearing Yingxuan's call, Yingyue'er also shouted loudly. Her voice was full of grievances.
Yingxuan heard the sound and left. In the meantime, Yue'er was leaning against a pillar. Her purple hair was messy and her face was slightly pale. It seemed that she had just gone through a dispute.
"Girl, girl, are you okay?" Yingxuan rushed over in a hurry, gently smoothing Yingyue'er's messy purple hair and whispered.
"Brother, I'm fine. Go and help sister Xinye. There are so many of them, and I'm afraid sister Xinye can't defeat them."
Hearing this, Yingzhi was furious, and then said cruelly: "Cousin Yue'er, don't worry, my cousin is here and I won't let them hurt a hair on Miss Xinye." After saying that, he picked up a piece of wood on the ground.
The stick almost rushed into the fight.
The sharp spiritual power attached to the surface of the stick, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked down a guard. Then he roared and swung towards the group of guards. When the stick rose, the person fell down. At an extremely slow speed.
, slowly walked towards Xinye.
Xinye looked at this powerful-looking helper, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, as if she was a little disappointed.
Obviously, the figure that appeared in her mind was not Yingzhi.
She thought it was Yingxuan who would take action for her. In that case, she would be able to observe Yingxuan's fighting skills in the dark. In this case, Xinye would understand Yingxuan's fighting methods. Then half a year later, the fairy
In the college competition, I can find a way to restrain Yingxuan. As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger.
It's a pity that the one who ran out was the rude man Yingzhi.
Helplessly dodging the attacks of the soldiers once again, Xinye also felt a little bored.
Yingxuan took a rough look at the battle situation. Those soldiers were just ordinary people who had never practiced spiritual power. How could they defeat Yingzhi in the late stage of the Qi realm, even though their number was ten times that of Yingzhi?
He went up, but he was still beaten back by Yingzhi.
But Xin Ye was a little strange. Although there were four or five people surrounding her, she was in a bit of a panic. The five people were pressing them step by step, but they couldn't get into Xin Ye's body. Whenever those physical attacks tried to hit her,
When it comes to Xinye, she will all dodge them one by one, but she doesn't have any attacks, just a vague defense.
"Why does Xinye just hide and not fight? Do you have any worries?" Yingxuan looked at the chaotic scene and saw some clues.
"By the way, why did you start fighting?" I almost didn't ask why.
"Huh." When she mentioned this matter, Ying Yue'er raised her eyebrows and her purple eyes became bulging, looking angry.
"It's not because of him." Ying Yue'er Yu Cong pointed her finger and said angrily.
Yingxuan looked in the direction of Yingyue'er's finger. He saw a handsome face slightly older than Yingxuan falling into Yingxuan's sight.
This man has a good-looking appearance, which can be said to be handsome, with a slightly white complexion and slightly sickly lips, but his very wretched eyes really ruin such a good skin. At first glance, he has an oily head and pink face.
He is a dandy.
"Who is he? He looks very arrogant." Yingxuan looked at the man and said casually.
"You don't even know about him? Sigh, no wonder you are being bullied." A businessman also smiled bitterly in a low voice. Looking at him like that, he must have suffered a lot from that guy.
"He is the son of Wang Ai, the city lord of our ethnic area. Wang Junda, because his father is the city lord, he often comes out to show his power. No one in this city dares to mess with him." A white-haired man said.
The old man also said with a wry smile, it seemed that all the years of oppression had just passed yesterday.
"Humph, that's right, that's right." Hearing this, Ying Yue'er couldn't help it. "Just now, sister Xinye and I came over to buy buns to eat, and we happened to meet that guy. The guy saw that sister Xinye was pretty.
Then he teased Sister Xinye. Our Sister Xinye is a princess of the human race. When has she ever been treated like this? She started fighting with that guy on the spot. But who knew that that guy would bring so many people with him when he went out?
He surrounded Sister Xinye and said that he would take Sister Xinye back to his city lord's palace and teach her a lesson." As he spoke, Yingyue'er's face was replaced by anger.
Hearing this, Ying Xuan was immediately furious. After all, this ethnic community is also led by the Shadow Clan. It seems that the country is peaceful and the people are safe. I didn't expect that there is still such a big cancer hidden in it, affecting the lives of the ethnic people. I can't say anything today.
If you want to be good, you have to take care of things on behalf of your father.
Get ready, Yingxuan is ready for a big fight.
"Girl, just stay here for a while. Brother, I'm going to teach that guy a lesson."
"Well, come on, brother, I'll wait for you here."
Immediately, Yingxuan put down the Spiritual Cultivation Sword from his back, drew a wonderful arc in the air, then held it in his hand and rushed into the chaotic battle.
The Spirit-Cultivation Sword was swung in an X-shape, and the sharp sword energy swept across the surrounding soldiers.
"Cousin Yingzhi, I'm here to help you."
Looking at the encirclement that had been swept out of a hole, Yingxuan immediately used the Ultimate Shadow Step, leaving behind a series of afterimages of the illusory figure, and rushed in.
He raised the Spiritual Sword and swept it across. The green sword energy swept away the soldiers in front of Xinye. Then he immediately used his broad shoulders to block the embarrassed looking Xinye and said in a deep voice: "Miss Xinye, don't be afraid.
I will protect you, and leave the rest to me."
Hearing this, Xinye felt happy, she finally had a chance. But... who wants your protection?
Xinye walked out of the battle calmly and walked towards Yingyue'er.
"Hey, grab that girl, don't let her run away." Looking at Xin Ye who left calmly, Wang Junda also shouted hurriedly.
It's hard enough for him, and he still thinks he can win Xinye.
Hearing this, the soldiers also hurriedly chased Xin Ye.
"Hmph. Your opponent is me." Holding the Spiritual Sword in his hand, Yingxuan swung towards the soldiers in the strong wind.
Yingxuan held the Spiritual Cultivation Sword in his hand and coldly snorted at the soldiers: "This is the first time I have used Wind Slash, and you feel honored by it."
Yingxuan began to exert his strength, and the Spiritual Cultivation Sword began to emit a light cyan light. At the same time, Yingxuan's chest also emitted a faint cyan light.
Immediately, a ray of green light ran out from Yingxuan's chest. Looking carefully, the green light was a jade bead the size of a dragon's eye.
This orb is completely green, exuding a rich green light, and you can vaguely feel the smell of death like a hurricane.
"Isn't this the orb I sold to that young man just now?" The sharp-eyed vendor recognized it at a glance.
Yingxuan was also startled by the sudden orb. He was about to use Wind Slash, but was interrupted by the orb.
In fact, when he just bought this orb, Yingxuan vaguely felt that the orb should be part of the Spirit-Cultivation Sword based on the reaction of the Spirit-Cultivation Sword. Yingxuan also felt that his master and this Spirit-Cultivation Sword also had an unknown connection.
A big secret, but because my strength is too low, I don’t have the authority to know it yet.
The orb that ran out seemed very excited and kept hovering in the air, leaving behind a trail of small green tails.
The Spiritual Cultivation Sword in Yingxuan's hand also began to shake violently, as if he was as excited as meeting his own child.
Suddenly, with a "swish" sound, the Spirit-Cultivation Sword took the initiative to break away from Yingxuan's little hand and rushed into the sky. The sword trembled slightly and emitted a faint cyan light.
The orbs that were wandering around seemed to be summoned and rushed towards the spirit-cultivation sword suspended in the air at high speed. Under everyone's astonished eyes, they merged into the spirit-cultivation sword miraculously.
Suddenly, strong winds raged, dark clouds appeared in the sky, and sand and rocks flew.
A blue beam of light emitted from the sword. It broke through the clouds and shot straight into the sky.
Above the sky, an old figure in white sat cross-legged quietly, motionless, as if he could not feel his breathing, like a still life.
"Bang." A green pillar rushed up, and the old man slowly opened his cloudy eyes, looking at the pillar of light that dispersed as soon as it came out, leaving only a faint trace.
"This beam of light has the flavor of a spiritual sword. Has that old guy from the ancient path been resurrected?" A slightly hoarse, aged voice came from the old man's mouth. The tone was full of fear...