Toad Palace Spring and Autumn

The night in the border town has never been deserted, and tonight is an exception.

The yellow sand field with a radius of less than a hundred miles was almost crowded with people as far as the eye could see.During the period, except for the disciples of the seven sects who were facing the enemy, most of the rest of the people had the mentality of watching the battle.After all, two fists are no match for four hands, and everyone is waiting to see how the rumored big devil can single-handedly defeat the seven masters.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the dust waves on the ground rolled up and down around the man in white, as if a fairy had stumbled and stepped on the mundane world, clearly full of evil, but at a glance, it was so pure that everyone was dumbfounded.People who have seen Yue Yinlin present can be said to be rare, and most of the people who have seen him in the world are no longer alive.Opportunities are so rare right now, everyone has no doubts about him, staring at the man's fluttering clothes with inexplicable intentions, for fear of missing a tiny movement or a strange look in his eyes.

When the man in white finally stopped, the gust of wind also stopped instantly, and the world became desolate for a while, and everything came back to light.Everyone felt that this person's internal energy was so high and his cultivation was so rare in the world, they couldn't help whispering, and became worried for the people of the seven sects.

"Yue Yinlin, it really is you."

Among the seven, only Ye Yulou had seen Yue Yinlin, and knew that his eyes were injured by the flower crimson red and he couldn't recognize him for a while.Some time ago, there were rumors in the world that Yue Yinlin was poisoned and killed in the west, but some people said that he had already recovered from his injuries when he traveled west to seek medicine. There are various rumors.Later, massacres happened in the martial arts one after another, and after investigation, they were all related to Toad Palace. Until the division received the letter of war, Ye Yulou still had doubts about Yue Yinlin's life and death.This time people approached, it seemed that his pair of cold almond eyes were as clear as autumn water, without any signs of sickness, Ye Yulou couldn't help holding his sword and condensing his hair, secretly startled.

Liu Wenhe knew that this battle was dangerous on the surface, but it was actually a good opportunity to make a name for himself.He intentionally wanted to revive the prestige of his sect, and without waiting for his companions to make a move, he took a risk and rushed forward with a knife.Everyone saw a flash of brilliance in the night, Yue Yinlin's robes fluttered lightly, and the blade stopped an inch in front of him.Liu Wenhe was so angry that he wanted to forcefully change his moves, but unexpectedly, the arm holding the saber lost all feeling in an instant, and the saber fell to the ground with a sound, and was buried in dust in a blink of an eye.

"Ugh..."

After a short period of numbness, there was unbearable pain. Liu Wenhe couldn't help screaming, sweat dripping from his forehead.

A group of disciples of the Liudao League couldn't help but swarmed forward from the crowd watching the battle, but was stopped by others, "This battle has an appointment first, unless one side admits defeat, no one is allowed to intervene in the middle."

"But Senior Brother Liu..."

"do not come!"

Yue Yinlin glanced at Liu Wenhe indifferently, turned a deaf ear to the noisy voices, and said, "Who else? Let's go together."

The surroundings became quiet, and someone was already sneering.But no one opened their mouths. The scene just now made them realize how terrifying their opponents are. I'm afraid that if they don't try their best tonight, no one will be able to leave here alive.

Ye Yulou and Fu Yinxue glanced at each other, and the two attacked in unison with a tacit understanding, while the other four stood guard at the Sixiang position and waited for it.

Yue Yinlin saw at a glance that the formation was mysterious, and that the seven mind schools were not all in vain.These few people didn't make rash moves like Liu Wenhe did, instead they set up such a sword formation. It can be seen that there is a certain amount of advance and retreat, and the balance of attack and defense.

The Ziqing Sword School and the Xiaoshan Sword School have the same origin, and each has its own subtlety.Ye Yulou's sword is fast, Fu Yinxue's sword is heavy, and the offensive and defensive power of the two phases has greatly increased.Yue Yinlin sees the tricks and splits the tricks, and has the upper hand with one against two.The three of them were fighting fiercely, when suddenly a gust of wind swept over the flat ground, and the flying sand became even more urgent. Yue Yinlin's fluttering white clothes were suddenly covered with dust and sand, and his long hair like a waterfall was also swayed lightly by the vertical and horizontal sword energy.

"The sword skills are not bad, but I underestimated you."

During the fight just now, Yue Yinlin's hand holding the sword was always pressed on his waist, seemingly casual but ready to go.Ye Yulou and Fu Yinxue took turns to fight without stopping, and they couldn't help showing fatigue.Yue Yinlin caught the right moment, and the sword in his hand whirled out like a horse.

He only took one sword.

The air flow brought by this sword pressed the flying sand that had been washed away to the ground.

Suddenly there was a cold light in everyone's eyes, almost competing with the stars and the moon.

When everyone comes back to their senses, the outcome has been decided.

The wind stops, the sand stops, the blood falls, and the sword draws away.It's all over.

Ye Yulou leaned on the sword and knelt on the ground, his shoulder was badly injured, it seemed that he could no longer lift the sword.

Fu Yinxue's sword was not in his hand, and it fell far away on the sand dune.

At that time, there was a moon in the sky, and it was as clear as water, reflecting the yellow sand all over the ground, and also reflecting the shocked expressions on everyone's faces that couldn't be concealed.

Yue Yinlin turned and left under the silent attention of everyone.

He walked very lightly and slowly, as if he was stepping on water, with the wind blowing and his sleeves fluttering, every step he took was like flowing clouds and flowing water, as if he was about to disappear in a blink of an eye.

The accident happened in an instant.

On the city wall not far away, a masked man in black jumped down and stabbed Yue Yinlin from behind with a sword across the sky.

Before the figure appeared, the sword light arrived first.

Yue Yinlin didn't dodge or dodge, stretched out the two fingers of his right hand together, and the tip of the sword was impressively between his fingers.

"Who are you?"

The masked man deliberately lowered his voice, his eyes were cold and uncertain.

Yue Yinlin turned his back to him and smiled, "Someone sent a letter of war to the various sects for me. If I miss the appointment tonight, it will make the world laugh."

"You are not Yue Yinlin."

The masked man gritted his teeth.

"I'm not Yue Yinlin, so who should I be?"

"He is right. You are not Yue Yinlin, who are you?"

The sound came with the wind, and another person came out from the shadow of the wall, and stood still with a subtle distance from the masked man.

The masked man never expected that there was another person at the scene, so he jumped up almost at the same time that person appeared, and fled back along the wall.

Yue Yinlin turned around calmly.

The moonlight was bright and white, and his eyebrows and eyes were reflected gently, and those who watched were shocked.

Baili Yunxiao knew it was a fake, but was still taken a step back by the vivid disguise technique, and didn't know what else to say for a moment—is there really anyone in the world who can imitate another person to such an extent?Even if the appearance can be changed, could it be possible to imitate even the cultivation attainments?In today's martial arts world, there are only a handful of real masters.He saw everything in the battle in Huangsha just now. This person's unique knowledge is far above everyone else, and his foundation is unfathomable. If he really wants to fight, I'm afraid even he won't be sure of victory.

More than anyone else, he hopes that the person in front of him is Yue Yinlin.

But he couldn't think of a reason to convince himself.

People cannot be resurrected after death, and Yue Yinlin Qijue's death is what he saw with his own eyes.

In any case, this person went to the appointment on behalf of Yue Yinlin, and it was called a decisive battle, but in fact it was on point.If he cares seriously, although his way of doing things is not benevolent, it is not like a treacherous and evil generation.

"Who am I that matters to you?"

Baili Yunxiao was still unable to extricate himself from his doubts. When he first heard this, he couldn't help but smiled wryly and said, "No, it's not important anymore."

Yue Yinlin looked at him, as if thinking about the true meaning of this sentence.

Baili Yunxiao couldn't bear such a direct gaze.He clearly felt the scabbed wound on the bottom of his heart aching, not so painful, but itching badly.

"Since that's the case, then I'm leaving."

After Yue Yinlin finished speaking, he really walked away.

Baili Yunxiao really wanted to stop him or catch up to him, but after struggling for a while, he chose the latter.

The man in white seems to have noticed something.He passed through the quiet and deserted town, and went to the inn stable to lead the horses, and his feet were fast.

Baili Yunxiao didn't dare to ride a horse, but fortunately he was good at lightness kung fu and was familiar with the surrounding terrain, so he didn't lose track of those who flew over the walls and eaves along the way.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, the man in white rode his horse into the forest without hesitation.

Baili Yunxiao paused, but didn't follow immediately, he still hesitated in his heart.

It has always been an old rule in the world to not enter the forest.

He didn't know where the man in white came from, let alone where he was going.Right now he still has to go to Jiejian Peak to save people, if he is damaged here, it will delay his trip.

A gust of night wind blows, rustling the cold forest.Flying dead leaves fell on Baili Yunxiao's shoulders, looking a little bleak for no reason.

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