Bamboo horse has several faces

Chapter 63 Reunion

The sword array and the demon energy produced a violent impact, leveling the yellow sand, Ye Huai once again condensed his sword intent, flew to the place where Su Jin declined, and rescued the female cultivator. The life-saving elixir given to him was stuffed into the female cultivator's mouth, and then she was hugged to the disciple of Xiufanyuan: "Take her back quickly."

The disciples thanked him, and ran towards the city gate with their garden master in their arms. Bloody thorns burst out of the ground in an attempt to stop him, but were instantly cut off by the sword intent that followed!

"Hey, it seems to be the sword cultivator of the Guiyuan Sword Sect." Qin Mo held the qin to avoid the sword intent, and with five fingers, he waved an afterimage on the Guqin. Is it? Then let me guess... Wood Spirit Root Sword Cultivator, could it be the head of Ye who was rumored not long ago? However, you are at the Jindan stage, and you are closed, what stage can your cultivation reach? Infant? Transformation?" Qin Mo giggled twice, "That's not enough."

Ye Huai ignored him, Cangyang floated in front of him, and the spread out protective sword array blocked all the Qin Demon's attacks, Qin Demon then became serious, he gave a "tsk", and replaced the Qin Demon in his arms At this time, an old voice said: "This man, Mr. Feng, said he wanted to capture him alive. With him, the Sword Demon will come out."

Qin Mo's men paused.

Ye Huai's eyes narrowed, and the Cangyang sword flew straight towards the yellow sand. Bloody thorns appeared to block the sword's momentum in an instant, but then the wood-type sword intent condensed into a sword array and pressed down, and the thorns sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Clumps emerged one after another, trying to stop something, but Ye Huai still saw the yellow-clothed figure lying behind the thorns at a glance.

Ye Huai whispered softly: "Go."

Cang Yang easily cut through the thorns with a lingering sword intent, and stabbed fiercely in the direction directed by his master!

"Wow!!"

A scream sounded, and all the blood thorns on the yellow sand quickly withered, turning into demonic energy and dissipating.

"Blood Demon!"

The Qin Demon waved a piano sound with his sleeves, and the piano sound attacked Ye Huai with a majestic devilish energy!

Ye Huai flipped his wrist, and Cang Yang returned to his hand. Black blood slipped from the sword body and dripped into the yellow gravel. The green sword intent condensed into bunches, crushing the incoming piano sound!

Qin Mo took a step back, he looked at Ye Huai in shock: "This is impossible!"

The blow just now was already more than half of his skill, and it was difficult to resist even in the stage of transformation. Ye Huai, who had just broken through the retreat, could not go directly to the Mahayana stage, right? !

Qin Mo realized that something was wrong, and immediately threw a red bead upwards, and a five-petal magic flower exploded in the air!The sky darkened in an instant, and the surroundings were quiet for a moment, and then the wailing sounded!

Ye Huai was startled. He looked around and found those low-level orthodox cultivators kneeling in pain, and the evil cultivators with red eyes flashing, grinning grinningly and stretching out their hands to those cultivators with ease.

"Falling into the world, without sin, without evil, without demons."

Qin Mo muttered something, and Ye Huai felt that something was about to penetrate into his altar.

The whole body was shocked, but the thing only stayed away for a moment, and then rushed to his altar, Ye Huai was dizzy for a moment.

"Haha, this is Mr. Feng's Dharma," Qin Mo said as he lifted the blood demon with a hole in his chest from the sand dune, "It is specially used to deal with righteous powers like you, the higher your cultivation level, the more upright your heart will be , the greater the impact!"

I heard that Guiyuan Sword Sect is dead.

I heard that the head of Guiyuan Sword Sect is only Jin Danqi.

I heard that the master Ye of the Guiyuan Sword Sect drove away the sword master, but in the end, his own cultivation was not good enough.

Without Duan Songyang, he is nothing.

Duan Songyang, Duan Songyang...

Countless noises sounded in my mind, and only Duan Songyang's name remained in the end.

He is going to find Duan Songyang.

Ye Huai's expression became clear, he bit the tip of his tongue to stabilize his mind, looked up and saw the black falling flowers still covering the sky, the wailing around him gradually faded away, he clenched Cangyang in his hand, and took a deep breath After taking a breath, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already piercing.

He had to find Duan Songyang.

Ye Huai lifted Cangyang and flew towards the huge flower in the sky, escorted by the green sword intent, crushing the magic sound from the Qin Demon!

With a crisp sound of "Kacha", the Cangyang sword hit the red "stamen" of Luohuahua, and the red glazed beads turned into powder, all the disturbing magic sounds were completely extinguished, and the illusion of Buddhism was instantly shattered!

Ye Huai drew his sword and turned around to deal with the Qin Demon, but he didn't want to see a familiar plain white silver sword piercing through the Qin Demon who was about to attack him, and piercing his chest and back and the old man on his back at the same time.

Ye Huai opened his eyes wide. He looked at the sword-wielding man who hid his appearance under the bamboo hat, and with trembling lips, he said cautiously, "Duan... Duan Songyang?"

But the man holding the sword seemed not to have heard it, and withdrew his sword sharply, the bodies of the Qin Demon and the Blood Demon fell to the ground suddenly, and disciples wearing Hongyanzong costumes appeared on the city wall.

The members of Hongyan Sect flew down, fighting with those evil cultivators.

"Master Ye!"

Gu Liang, the patriarch of the Hongyan Sect, stepped forward, and Ye Huai only had time to say "Sorry".

They flew in one direction.

Ten years ago, Duan Songyang was a Mahayana, he was a Jindan, he couldn't catch up with Duan Songyang's method of shrinking the ground to an inch, but now, he is also a Mahayana.

"Duan Songyang... Duan Songyang!"

Ye Huai, who flew hundreds of miles away, finally grabbed Duan Songyang's arm beside a desert swamp.

"Duan Songyang!" Ye Huai shouted tremblingly, even his hands were shaking.

The person whose arm was grabbed sighed softly, he turned around and took off his bamboo hat, who else is it if it's not Duan Songyang?

Ye Huai looked at Duan Songyang's face greedily, he hadn't seen him for ten years, and they had never been separated for so long since they knew each other.

Duan Songyang has reached the Mahayana realm, it stands to reason that he will not become old in ten years, but although his appearance has not changed now, there are more vicissitudes between his brows.

Looking at Duan Songyang, Ye Huai felt aggrieved, and stared at him with red eyes.

Why did you run back then?Why do you want to leave?Why... want to break our marriage contract?

Ye Huai had a thousand words stuck in his chest, but in the end he just pulled Duan Songyang's hand over his own spiritual veins and held it down: "Touch yourself! I'm already cured! I'm very good now! It's also the Mahayana stage !So... so..."

Duan Songyang felt Ye Huai's pulsation with his fingers, he opened his mouth, looked at the "Mahayana Period Da Neng" who was about to shed tears, but he could only say a word: "Ye Huai, don't cry."

It’s okay if he didn’t say this, but when he said it, Ye Huai rushed up and hugged his waist: "Who is crying! I am in the Mahayana period, how could I cry! Even if I cry, you are the fault! You Why run away if you have nothing to do! I said that I can heal myself and I will practice hard. If you don’t believe me, why are you running away if you have nothing to do!”

Duan Songyang looked down at Ye Huai, he stretched out his hand to touch Ye Huai's back, and sighed softly: "Ye Huai...I'm sorry."

"I don't want to hear that!" Ye Huai raised his head, looked at Duan Songyang, and reached out to touch his cheek, "Duan Songyang, who are you now?"

Duan Songyang remained silent.

Ye Huai smiled, the corners of his eyes still moist: "Are you the one who can say "like" to me now? "

Duan Songyang nodded.

Ye Huai understood.

The Duan Songyang who can tell him that he likes him is the Duan Songyang who doesn't like him.

But it doesn't matter, no matter which Duan Songyang it is, he likes it.

"Duan Songyang," Ye Huai grabbed his arm and said earnestly, "I like you, no matter who you are, I like you, and I know you like me, of course you have lost the liking part of your personality now, but it doesn't matter! The Asura Realm is open, let's go find the "Taiyi Mai Cheng Dahua Sutra", then you will return to normal, and then we..."

"Ye Huai," Duan Songyang looked at him and asked, "Do you really like me?"

"Of course I..."

"I mean," Duan Songyang put his hand on his lips, he looked at him, "know all of me, like all of me?"

Know all Duan Songyang... like... all Duan Songyang...

"Ye Huai," Duan Songyang said calmly, "You don't know the whole of me. If you knew the whole of me, you would definitely find a way to escape, just like the time when you retreated to the cave in Changfengling ten years ago."

Ten years ago at Changfeng Ridge closed the cave?

Ye Huai remembered, that was the time when Duan Songyang wanted to help him absorb the shards of the heavenly bowl forcibly!

"No," Ye Huai pushed his hand away and said angrily, "Can you be reasonable! That time when I rejected you, I didn't reject your love! It was you who did it wrong! Don't say anything else, just say That kid Lu Qiong was grown up by the two of us, how could you harm him? You..."

"So," Duan Songyang interrupted him, "Ye Huai, you really don't understand me."

Ye Huai's chest rose and fell violently, and he firmly grasped Duan Songyang's wrist: "If you don't know, we will have many opportunities to get to know each other in the future, so go back with me first!"

"There is no time," Duan Songyang said with sadness in his voice, "Ye Huai, there is no time."

"What is there no time!" Ye Huai said loudly, "We are all in the Mahayana period now, and there is still plenty of time!"

"I'm about to ascend." Duan Songyang said.

Ye Huai was startled: "What did you say?"

"I'm about to ascend, Ah Huai." Duan Songyang's expression gradually softened, he stretched out his hand, touched Ye Huai's face, with tender nostalgia, "Ah Huai, I didn't dare to come to see you, I I know that I have done a lot of things that you cannot accept, but Ah Huai, this may be the last time we meet."

"No..." Ye Huai seemed to lose his comprehension all of a sudden, "Duan Songyang, what do you mean?"

"He's about to ascend," a voice said, "I think Prajna has already told you what the result of the ascension of the Soul Breaker is."

Ye Huai was startled, he looked at the person walking on the withered leaves.

The visitor had long black hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and was wearing cassock robes that only monks would wear. On his left hand was a string of Buddhist beads made of red beads containing Luohua Jinhua. But he held a spirit sword nondescriptly.

He has fair skin, delicate eyebrows, and a touch of red at the end of his phoenix eyes makes him look alluring.

Ye Huai had a premonition of something, he stood in front of Duan Songyang, and said vigilantly: "You are..."

The man said with a smile, "Don't you recognize senior brother? Little Yehuai?"