Young White Horse, Invincible? I add points to Deep Blue!

"I see, it seems we have no choice but to rob it," Ye Dingzhi murmured, and several people stepped forward and bowed: "Thank you, senior."

"And that boy who is not good at using swords, don't talk nonsense. My Taoist temple can't stand the mess of a sword master," said the Taoist with double pupils.

"Hehe..." Baili Dongjun smiled and scratched his head, then pulled Yin Luoxia up, and jumped out with Ye Dingzhi and Zhao Yujia.

"These seedlings are all good this year. I want to take one as my apprentice." The Taoist with double pupils looked at their departing backs and said quietly.

Then, he glanced at his own Taoist temple in dismay. His small place could not withstand the swordsman who could demolish a building.

"Let's take a break first. The Taoist priest was afraid that I would tear down the statue of Zhenwu, so he was a bit ruthless. Now the Qi in my body is running around everywhere, I need to regulate my breath."

Baili Dongjun touched his chest and sat down cross-legged. He had been holding on, but now his face was pale.

Yin Luoxia was in the same situation, but he took the medicine given by the Taoist priest with double pupils and blocked most of the palm force with his sword, so he felt better.

"Come, I'll help you with your luck, hurry up." Ye Dingzhi sat behind Baili Dongjun and put his palm on his back. A stream of true energy passed into him, and Baili Dongjun's face slowly turned red.

"Miss Yin, do you need help too?" Wang Yixing asked.

"No, I feel much better after taking the medicine. My luck has improved." Yin Luoxia shook her head.

While the others were resting and healing, Zhao Yujia turned over and sat on the eaves, but he did not put down the wooden sword in his hand, as if he was on guard against something.

"Are you guys in the dark ready to attack us now?" Zhao Yujia suddenly stood up and looked in one direction.

"It seems you have already discovered me." A white-haired man came out from the darkness holding a beautiful sword.

Another man in purple holding a fan followed closely behind and said with a smile: "So what if you found me? Are you guys still okay now?"

Baili Dongjun turned his head, recognized the people coming, and asked in surprise: "White-haired Immortal, Purple-robed Marquis, why are you two here again?"

Since Chaisang City, this group of people seemed to have been following him like a ghost.

"Don't worry, you may see us every day in the future." The white-haired fairy smiled.

"Who wants to see you guys like this every day?" Baili Dongjun said coldly, glaring at them.

"Hahaha, this is not up to you!" Zi Yi Hou laughed and reached out to grab the injured Baili Dongjun.

However, a wooden sword flew over and forced him to retreat.

"You seem to have forgotten my existence?" Wang Yixing jumped down and stuck the peach wood sword in his hand into the ground.

Chapter 120 A wealthy family

"Wang Yixing, the eldest disciple of Qingcheng Mountain's headmaster Lu Suzhen!" The white-haired fairy looked up at the sky with a hint of surprise on his face. He couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

When they were at Mingjian Villa, they had all witnessed Wang Yihang's demeanor and naturally recognized him at a glance.

"Take my sword!" Wang Yixing shouted angrily, picked up the peach wood sword stuck in the ground, and used his Taoist magic to attack.

In an instant, the peach wood sword in his hand turned into thousands of swords, pouring down towards the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis like a rain of swords.

"The Infinite Sword of Qingcheng Mountain!" The white-haired fairy's face changed, and he quickly drew his sword to block it, secretly surprised.

However, these swords are not real swords, but are condensed from sword energy, attacking continuously from all directions.

Each sword carries a sharp sword aura, making the White-haired Immortal exhausted.

As soon as one sword was knocked down, another sword came up, forcing the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis to retreat again and again.

"It's a bit like Brother Qiye's Great River Sword." Baili Dongjun stared at the unpredictable sword shadows in the air, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Not even close." Wang Yixing smiled and explained, "Li Jianxian's Great River Sword is like a surging river, endless; while my sword moves are at most the simultaneous release of ten thousand swords."

"Moreover, my sword technique not only contains the sword spirit, but also incorporates the essence of Taoism. It is fundamentally different from simple swordsmanship."

As he spoke, Wang Yihang swung his peach wood sword fiercely, shooting all the conjured swords away, heading straight for the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis.

While the men were fighting, there was another person on the eaves not far away, looking around, as if he was looking for someone.

"Where is Li Huo, the brother of the murderer Wang Li Tian?" Zhong Feili thought.

As the young master of Baili Marquis's mansion, Baili Dongjun would definitely be protected by secret guards when he goes out. His purpose is to entangle this person and create an opportunity for the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis.

"It seems that unless there is a life-and-death crisis, that person will not take action." Zhong Feili sighed softly.

"The Infinite Sword, the Infinite Tribulation, it is indeed a peerless sword technique." The White-haired Immortal shook his sleeves that had been shattered into pieces and said excitedly

"It's already this late, and you still have time to praise others' swordsmanship? If you don't hurry up, you won't have a chance when the people from the academy come." Marquis Zi Yi frowned.

"Ye Dingzhi, hurry up, this move consumes my energy very much." Wang Yihang was panting, sweat dripping from his forehead.

He had used up half of his true energy in that sword strike just now, but he had not expected that the two men in front of him were not inferior in martial arts to him.

He had already consumed some of his Qi in the previous battle at Zhenwu Temple, and hadn't recovered yet. Now he felt a little weak.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way. Our target is only Baili Dongjun." The white-haired fairy smiled and stepped forward with a sword.

"Don't even think about it. I won't give up on my teammates!" Wang Yihang shouted angrily, his true energy bursting, and he swung his sword with all his strength, hoping to win with one strike.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword shadows appeared and covered the sky, approaching the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis.

"Not good, he wants to fight us!" The white-haired fairy took a few steps back and frowned.

"Master Wang, I'm here to help you!" A pleasant voice sounded, and Yin Luoxia, who was healing, suddenly drew her sword and stepped forward.

"Hey, Miss Yin, don't be so stubborn, it could kill people," Wang Yixing said in surprise

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Yin Luoxia nodded, her eyes charming and cold, and she walked to Wang Yihang's side very confidently, stabbing out a sword flower with her long sword.

Wang Yixing's cheeks twitched, and then he shouted: "Die then, I'll take it as your assurance."

Then, he threw his right hand, and the peach wood sword suddenly flew up, and shot towards the two people together with the sword shadow.

At the same time, Yin Luoxia suddenly soared into the sky, like a startled dance, her long red sleeves fluttering, and starlight flashing.

"cut!"

The White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis attacked without hesitation. The jade swords spun, the folding fans opened, and the sharp sword energy and energy intertwined, instantly chopping the red-glowing long sleeves into pieces.

However, Yin Luoxia's move was just a cover, the real killer move was hidden under her red sleeves.

When the long sleeves were torn, the sword shadow appeared like lightning!

"Kill!" Wang Yixing shouted angrily, and the true energy in his body surged out like a tide, transforming into powerful Taoist magic and sharp sword energy, pressing forward fiercely.

"Retreat quickly!" Facing the sword shadow so close, the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis' faces changed drastically, and they quickly retreated.

But their reactions were still a little slow, as the sword shadow had already approached their eyebrows, and was only an inch away from taking their lives!

But at this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded: "Broken!"

The next moment, an extremely huge brush fell from the sky, with unparalleled power, directly blocking the sword shadows.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and a figure appeared between the two groups of people.

"White-haired Immortal, Purple-robed Marquis, you are careless," Zhong Feili said with a smile

"You have helpers?!" Wang Yihang was surprised and felt something was wrong.

These two are already difficult to deal with, and then another fierce one appears.

"You shouldn't have taken action!" Another voice came, and a fist broke through the air and descended from the darkness.

Zhong Feili immediately grabbed the Judge's Pen on the ground and moved forward to block it. Although he was prepared, he still stepped back more than ten steps, leaving a shallow slip mark.

"Who are these?" Wang Yihang was surprised. Why did they appear one after another? How many people were around them?

"That was the secret guard arranged by my grandfather," Baili Dongjun explained.

"As expected of a wealthy family, there are people protecting them wherever they go." Wang Yihang was a little envious.

"Senior's boxing skills are stronger than I thought." Zhong Feili smiled slightly, and turned the judge's pen in his hand to control the overbearing force.

"You are also very good," Li Huo said coldly, and said to the people behind him: "You take the young master first and go to the academy, I will stop them."

"Okay, then be careful, senior," Wang Yihang said, and was about to carry Baili Dongjun and run.

"Where are you going!" the white-haired fairy shouted, and swung his sword forward, slashing out a stream of sword energy.

"Hmph, your opponent is me!" Li Huo punched out fiercely, shattering the sword energy and forcing the White-haired Immortal back.

At this time, Zhong Feili raised his mouth and said quietly: "Senior, although your punch is good, it is still a little worse than Senior Li Tian's."

"Have you seen Li Tian?" Li Huo's expression changed instantly and he shouted angrily

"Yes, he is not dead, he will come back for revenge." Zhong Feili suddenly made a stroke and slashed towards Li Huo's chest.

Although this is a pen, under the blessing of true energy, if you are not careful, it will rip your stomach apart.

"You want to launch a sneak attack? You are not qualified!" Li Huo punched the man again with great force.

Zhong Feili on the opposite side was like a sandbag, being knocked away, while Li Huo was chasing after him. The two of them were gradually getting farther and farther away.

The White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis looked at each other and immediately understood the intention of the Soul Officer Zhong Feili, and chased after Baili Dongjun and the others.

Chapter 121 The Unfathomable Heart of a Woman

As Lihuo chased Zhong away, the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis soon caught up with Baili Dongjun and others.

"Leave him here, and you can go," the White-haired Immortal pointed at Baili Dongjun and said coldly.

"Don't even think about it!" Wang Yixing shouted angrily, but the peach wood sword in his hand had already dimmed and his face had turned extremely pale, as if the sword strike had already exhausted all his strength.

"This sword is indeed very powerful, but can you use it again?" The white-haired fairy raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of admiration on his face.

"And me." Yin Luoxia looked stern, holding the Tianshu Sword and standing in front of everyone resolutely.

"You?" Zi Yi Hou shook his head, with a disdainful expression on his face.

"What about me?" A powerful voice came from behind.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Ye Dingzhi gently put Baili Dongjun down from his back and slowly walked to the front of the team.

"Okay?" Yin Luoxia turned around and asked softly.

Ye Dingzhi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Taoist Wang and Miss Yin. Leave the rest to me. You can take a rest first."

Wang Yihang said "hmm" and sat down cross-legged on the ground, meditating to heal his wounds and restore his true energy.

"Quick battle, quick decision, can't wait for the people from the academy to come over!" The white-haired fairy's face darkened, he shouted in a low voice, then swung the long sword in his hand violently, slashing forward rapidly.

There was only a crisp sound of "clang", and a burst of dazzling sparks flew out.

At the same time, Ye Dingzhi finally used his long-hidden weapon, which turned out to be two daggers only an inch long.

These two short swords are usually hidden under the sleeves, and ordinary people can hardly detect their existence.

Even in the previous martial arts test, Ye Dingzhi had never shown this sword, and had always used his fists to fight the enemy.

An inch longer is an inch stronger, an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous

Ye Dingzhi used a hidden sword. Although this short weapon was more flexible, it undoubtedly added more risks and challenges when facing long weapons.

Generally speaking, only desperate criminals who are desperate and desperate will choose to use such weapons, hoping to launch a fatal blow in a desperate situation.

However, Ye Dingzhi is obviously not like this.

He swung the sword in his sleeve with great force and boldness, without any trace of sinisterness, but rather with a sharp edge and a strong aura.

"This sword technique..." The White-haired Immortal was shocked when he saw this, and his eyes widened.

"fall!"

Suddenly, the sword in Ye Dingzhi's sleeve slashed down and stabbed straight forward, knocking the beautiful sword out of the white-haired fairy's hand.

"How is this possible? Your hidden blade can be so powerful!" The white-haired fairy was stunned with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Nothing is impossible! The great truth is contained in the sword. Even if a person does not have a real sword in his hand, some people can still perform peerless swordsmanship with a wave of their hands. The truly powerful thing is the person himself, not the sword," Ye Dingzhi said lightly.

The next moment, the sword in Ye Ding's sleeve stabbed out again, about to pierce the chest of the White-haired Immortal.

But at this moment, Zi Yi Hou took action

Without hesitation, he pulled the White-haired Immortal back, picked up the jade sword on the ground, and led everyone to retreat quickly.

At this moment, Ye Dingzhi stopped chasing and put away his two hidden swords. He smiled and said, "The fight is over, let's call it a day!"

"Ye Dingzhi is amazing!" Yin Luoxia was stunned for a moment. She had never expected that he could defeat these two people so quickly.