Nothing to do today, check the life and death book

"Such a strong sword intent, who are you?" The old man stared at him closely, holding a magic staff in one hand and the Zhumeng Golden Bell in the other, in full fighting posture.

"Haha! The elders from the Underworld really act as they please. They sneaked into my sect and did not even do any investigation," Ye Quwen laughed.

"Oh~ So you are the leader of the Sea God Sect?" The old man was surprised at Ye Quwen's youth and bowed as a greeting!

He continued, "I didn't expect that the leader of the Sea God Sect would be a young swordsman like you. How disrespectful!"

After hearing this, Ye Quwen waved his hands repeatedly and said awkwardly: "Shame on you! I'm just the deputy sect leader!"

The old man's eyes changed slightly, as if he was judging the truth of Ye Quwen's words. "With such strength, I am only a deputy sect leader. It seems that I am old. This world no longer belongs to old bones like me."

Ding! As the candle dream golden bell rang again, the whole sky suddenly darkened.

In the dim light, Le Jinxi could not find Ye Quwen's figure, and even the shadow of the small courtyard with fence disappeared from his sight. The surroundings were desolate, and he was the only one standing alone in the cold wind.

Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling~

When the familiar ringtone rang in his ears, Le Jinxi was stunned and subconsciously reached for his pocket.

The next second, he was stunned. He didn't know when, the robe he was wearing had turned into shorts and a T-shirt. He took out the outdated mobile phone from his pocket. On the screen, the words "Goddess" were flashing.

The cell phone kept ringing and Le Jinxi was a little at a loss.

I answered the phone and heard my ex-girlfriend's voice: "Big Wood, tomorrow is the May Day holiday, have you decided where to go?"

She paused, as if waiting for his reply, "Forget it! It's useless to ask you. Let's go hiking tomorrow!"

Le Jinxi's mood was very complicated at this moment. He knew in his heart that he was probably tricked and all this was fake, but he still couldn't help but replied: "Okay!"

"Hehe! Say you love me!" The coquettish words coming from the phone made Le Jinxi's heart tremble, and she said inexplicably: "I love you!"

Beep, beep, the phone was hung up, and Le Jinxi was left disheveled in the cold wind.

The fog rose quietly around him. Indistinctly, he saw Su Yueyu waving at him. He walked over quickly: "Sister Yu, is that you?"

The figure always kept a distance from him, and no matter how hard he tried to chase it, he could not reach it.

The fog gradually thickened, and Su Yueyu's figure disappeared in the fog. Le Jinxi was in a daze, with a myriad of thoughts and mixed feelings in his mind.

Clang! At this moment, a sword sound overwhelmed all other sounds, and then a sword shadow swept across the void, shattering this dream world into pieces.

Le Jinxi suddenly woke up, and looking at the scene in front of him, he had returned to reality.

In front of him, Ye Qu Wen used his powerful power to build a barrier. On the other side of the barrier, Zhu Luan appeared and fire arrows rained down.

Le Jinxi swallowed his saliva and thought, "This old man is really weird. He is so powerful, but he insists on asking me to help him find the princess. Is he crazy?"

He didn't think about Su Yueyu at all. After all, they came through time together and had been together since then. He had nothing to do with Di Ji.

"Wake up! Find a chance to leave and don't stay here and get in the way," Nocturne glanced at him and reminded him.

"Uh... okay," Le Jinxi replied unhappily, "You gods are fighting, I wish I could stay away from here."

His eyes unconsciously glanced at the long sword in Ye Quwen's hand. After just one glance, he was deeply attracted by the long sword and murmured, "Is it this sword that shattered the dream just now?"

Unlike any other longsword he had seen, this one could only be described as graceful.

The thin sword body was faintly flowing with the breath of wind, and the lines of the sharp blade outlined the shape of the sword body very beautifully. There were no unnecessary lines, and the whole sword body and hilt seemed to be formed naturally.

The crystal embellishments perfectly set off the elegance of the sword.

He was very surprised. This was clearly a sword used by women, so why was it in Ye Quwen's hands?

The next second, the sword moved, and the sword shadow swept in all directions, and the wind stopped and the white waves lifted up the sky. Countless fire arrows were overturned in the white waves, and then chopped and scattered by the sword shadow that split the sky.

"Leave quickly!" Ye Quwen waved his hand back, and a force pushed Le Jinxi away in a straight line.

By the time he reacted, he was already a hundred meters away.

"Uh...how did I get here?" Le Jinxi looked confused.

Turning around and looking back, there was already raging flames and a tornado of wind. The two were devouring each other and consuming each other. Driven by the wind, the flames shot up into the sky like a pillar.

The scorching fire spread like a wave, drying up the flowers and plants and cracking the ground wherever it passed. Le Jinxi was also unable to open his eyes due to the burning fire, and had no choice but to move away for a distance.

The power of the patterns enhanced his eyes, and when he looked again, he saw a bright green light in the pillar of fire, and the sword energy was like a rainbow.

The old man held a staff in his hand, and a red light shone on his body, greatly improving his speed, strength, and defense. He was not at all inferior to Ye Quwen's sharp swordsmanship.

"Flowers bloom without words, leaves fall without sound, wind blows without a shadow, water flows without a trace," Ye Quwen muttered to himself. The sword moved with the man, without a sound or a trace, and everything seemed illusory.

Only the old man has experienced it personally. Every sword shadow that seems to be there and not there is extremely dangerous. Every sword attack that seems insignificant and weak will become a deadly killer in the next second.

"Great swordsmanship!" The old man was slightly excited. He hadn't felt this nervous for many years. He waved the staff in his hand like a stick and blocked the sword moves steadily.

The candle phoenix cried, and the flames were like waves, sweeping across the nocturne again.

"How dare you, beast!" Ye Quwen shouted coldly. Before he finished his words, the sword had already passed Zhu Luan and slashed towards the sky.

The cry came to an abrupt end, and Zhu Luan, who had the Luanmu phenomenon, was cut in half, turning into two flames and shrinking back into Zhu Meng Jin Ling.

The old man was not at all panicked. He put away the golden bell, held the staff in front of him, and as he formed seals with his hands, the wind and clouds surged and the world changed suddenly.

Ye Quwen's face froze. He knew without thinking that the old man was going to use a big move, so he made a quick decision: "Star Rain Blade!"

The wind passed without a trace, the water flowed without a trace, the sword moved, and with the sword appeared thousands of sword lights, instantly illuminating the dark sky.

The old man didn't move at all. As his mind moved, the chains quickly crisscrossed and overlapped in front of him, forming layers like a wall.

The staff shone red light brightly, and when it fell on the chains it condensed spiritual power, which enveloped the chains and made them even tougher.

Thousands of lightsabers arrived in an instant, and the sound of critical strikes sounded like drumbeats. The chains clanged and trembled, and in a few moments, the thousands of lightsabers broke through two chain walls.

Red permeated the chains, and the spirit was unyielding. A beast head was born from the spirit, opening its mouth, with the momentum to swallow up the myriad sword lights.

“Arrogant!” Ye Quwen shouted coldly, “You think you can take my blow with such a petty trick? You really underestimate me.”

With a wave of the sword finger, thousands of sword lights split into two, bypassing the beast's mouth and the chain wall and attacking the old man's sides.

He also flashed, and disappeared like the wind. He burst out instantly, and the long sword in his hand approached the old man in the next moment.

The old man took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and blew out white mist. His breath was so big that it was filled with mist and clouds. If you didn't know, you would think he had swallowed a piece of cloud.

Taking advantage of the fog, he moved and disappeared into it.

The long sword followed the old man's figure and pierced into the fog. With a clang sound, Ye Quwen felt that the long sword in his hand was blocked by something.

He attacked again, sweeping the sword across, the wind blade split the air and swept away the white mist, but unfortunately, there was no sign of the old man.

Ye Quwen showed a puzzled look, his spiritual sense had been locked on the old man, but at the moment when the white mist was dispersed, the old man disappeared from his spiritual sense without a trace.