Chapter 54 The wooden stick and red silk scarf

Xia Xiwei's extremely personal scolding completely destroyed the cold atmosphere of Xiao Sha, and everyone was stunned.

Meng Kun and Yuexi's faces gradually became gloomy. The two Yuan Ying Jianxiu were scolded so that they seemed to forget to stop them, and seemed to forget that they only needed a sword, or just a wave of their hands, to seal the knife-like cherry mouth of the little girl in front of them.

They didn't.

I have to say that this is a sudden and impossible event to predict, but for two Yuanying Jianxiu, who have experienced many battles, this mistake is absolutely avoidable.

The reason why they didn't do it was because of a man, a man who appeared behind the little girl like a ghost.

The man was dressed in a shabby white and patched blue clothes, with no expression on his clean face and no trace of blood color.

He still tilted his face and tilted his head. His eyes, which were always staring in the distance, fell coldly on Meng Kun and Yuexi.

He is naturally in blue.

A name is like a person, and a person is like his name.

His dry and broad hand holds a smooth wooden stick, only three feet, like a sharp sword, but at the wooden handle, he doesn't know when he tied a red silk scarf.

The red scarf is as red as the newborn sun.

The man appeared so abruptly that no one knew where he came from, but it was undeniable that he was very strong.

He does not have a thrilling breath, nor does he have a bloodthirsty strong evil spirit, which simply stands, but captures everyone's eyes and becomes the most dazzling figure.

The pupils of Meng Kun and Yuexi shrank almost at the same time, and they couldn't see through the cultivation of the people in blue in front of them!

Or, their divine consciousness can't detect the existence of the people in blue at all, but he stands in front of him completely. How can such a strange scene not surprise people?

This man is as indifferent as nothing, like a ghost. Who is he? Could it be the sword cultivation in the later period of Yuanying?

Meng Kun and Yuexi quickly denied this idea. Their owner Yun Zangkong was also a sword cultivation in the later period of Yuanying, but his breath was definitely not like this.

If you compare, even... I'm afraid that the owner of his house is not under much pressure as the people in Qingyi in front of him, right?

As soon as this idea came to my mind, both of them trembled and their faces became extremely solemn. Shouldn't it be... Shouldn't it be the character above Yuanying...

Zhang Yan and the four also looked at the people in blue with surprise. Standing behind them, they saw only a thin back, but only one back gave them a sense of towering.

This feeling is so strong that they can hardly breathe. A thin back produces a skinny invincible spirit. What kind of amazing cultivation should such a character have?

Zhang Yanqiang used his pure power to disperse a wisp of demon in his heart. His eyes slid past the straw shoes on the feet of the man in blue, and finally fell on the gray hair of the man in blue. His originally calm mood suddenly became chaotic again, and an unspeakable shock surged into his heart.

Straw shoes are the most common woven grass, which seems to have gone through a long time and have become mottled and old; the gray hair is bound by a green cloth scarf, messy and freehand.

But these two most ordinary things actually exude an unparalleled sword spirit!

Zhang Yan has no doubt that even a hair of a man in green can turn into the purest and most awe-ined sword spirit, unparalleled sword spirit.

Who is he!?

Zhang Yan's mind was stunned and blank only had the simplest question left.

Meng Kun's narrow and knife-like eyes were getting brighter and brighter, almost melting everything in front of him, and his face was so solemn that it was dripping water. He asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

Qingyi did not answer, but looked at him coldly. Because his eyes were too deep, he didn't seem to look at him, but passed through him and looked into the distance.

At this time, Xia Xiwei realized that there was someone behind her. She turned her head and saw a strange color on her face, a little embarrassed and a little afraid, but she still whispered, "Well, I'll give it to you."

After saying that, she still returned to Xuerou's side and looked at the back of the man in green. Her delicate and beautiful eyebrows frowned again, and her small mouth muttered, "Oh, I said, the way is always smooth, it turns out..."

The rain was swirling, and the white fog was curling, but I didn't dare to approach here, and even the roar of the fierce beasts in the distance became almost inaudible. Since the appearance of the people in Tsing Yi, the depressed and uncomfortable breath has enveloped every inch of space around.

The man in blue did not answer silently, and his identity was mysterious. Meng Kun and Yuexi could not guess, but Zhang Yan and Xue's sister and brother were bound to get it, so they had to do it!

Meng Kun and Yuexi looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes. They were about to do it, but the cold voice of the man in blue came from their ears:

"Get out of here."

A word, in an emotionless tone, coupled with the mysterious identity of the man in blue, is tantamount to a thousand.

Meng Kun and Yuexi's faces changed, and Yuexi smiled coldly. A flying sword appeared in his hand and stabbed the throat of the man in blue.

Yuanying's sword cultivation is naturally extremely fast, extremely fierce, extremely accurate, simple and direct, without fancy, just a stabbing action in the throat. Less than ten feet away, Yuexi is confident that it will be hit by one blow.

Even if he is really dodged by the man in blue, he can roughly infer his strength. This sword is definitely not Yuexi's bloody reckless move.

This sword is an unexpected blow. It can't be seen that it is unpredictable, but it condenses all the power of Yuexi. Because it is too condensed, the power does not overflow at all, so the sword body presents a streamer like substance.

There was a muffled sound. In the eyes of everyone, a long sword that was still magnificent seemed to be drunk and fell out crookedly and fell far away that everyone could not see.

Looking at Yuexi again, he took more than ten steps back in horror, and his elegant demeanor was replaced by a trembling and rickety body. And the man in blue still stood quietly with a wooden stick with a red scarf in his hand, as if he had never done it.

shot down a sharp and extremely high-level long sword with a light and easy-to-break wooden stick, and shocked a Yuanying sword more than ten steps back, all of which only happened in the blink of an eye.

A ghostly blow!

In everyone's eyes, the people in blue have become an unclimbable mountain, and the blow is like a colorful glow perched on the top of the mountain, gorgeous and fascinating.

"Get out!"

The man in blue opened his mouth again, and his voice was as cold as iron.

Meng Kun's bare head was covered with sweat, and his face was struggling violently.

After a long time, his eyes fell on the red scarf of the wooden stick, as if he remembered something. His eyes were round, frightened like a panic dog, and fled in panic.

"Go!"

Thirty Qingfeng camp sword guards were stunned and then retreated.

Yuexi roared unwillingly, "Why did you leave? If we go together, we don't believe that we can't kill..."

Before he spoke, he closed his mouth tightly and even fled to the distance faster than Meng Kun.

Because of Meng Kun's words, "He is in blue! The green clothes of the Fire Sword Cliff!"

The blue coat is red silk, and the blade is yellow spring.

PS: Well, to be honest, I'm indeed a little influenced by Elder Gu Long... However, I thought it was well written. Please collect it!!!!!!!!!!