Chapter 1113： Battle of the peak

Realizing that he was taken by a sentence in Ye Wenyan, Sikong Zhengqing couldn't help but be annoyed. He said that he had not lived up to expectations. The matter has passed for so many years, and he is still so jealous.

At the moment, he calmed his mind and stepped forward: "In any case, today, Ye Jia has to give me an account, otherwise today, even if we try our best to make our best, we will let you come back!"

Ye Wenyan smiled out loudly: "Oh? Are you planning to put all the foundations passed down by Sikong's ancestors in your hands?"

"Old ancestors..." Si Kongqing also quickly followed up with a step to remind Shikong Zhengqing, he worried that Sikong Zhengqing was really irritated, regardless of the battle with Ye Jia, then I am afraid to benefit. Only the illusion of God.

Sikong Qing is worried, and Sikong Zhengqing can not know. If today is the same as the previous one, only one Ye Wenjun, or two more, he has to let the Ye family pay a heavy price.

But today's situation is really extraordinary, and it is not to say that for hundreds of years, Ye Wenyan, who is unfathomable in strength, is just a sword magic Ye Wenjun, which is enough to make Si Kong Zhengqing fully wait. At the time of the last fight with Ye Wenjun, Si Kong Zhengqing was able to feel that although he had benefited from the past few years, Ye Wenjun also rose in strength.

What's more, apart from these two people, Ye Guangjian and Ye Ruida are the first ally of the nine augusts, and they have the talented incumbent ally.

Although Sikong has an absolute advantage in terms of number of people, the number and quality of masters are far from being comparable to those of Yejia. Of course, if it really fights up, Sikong Zhengqing is not empty. After all, the Eight-Party Temple can be more than one of his empty families, and the rest of the family.

It’s just that it’s inevitable that there will be a fateful defeat. At that time, the Eight-Party Temple is hurting, but the Jiuhua League is not damaged. Don’t look at the illusion of the gods. These years have always been good with the Eight Temples. If the Eight Temples are really big. Difficult, I am afraid that the first shot is the illusion of the gods. They dare not deal with the Jiuhua League, where the roots are still there, but they are absolutely dare to do things like taking the opportunity to annex the temples.

Seeing Sikong Zhengqing's indefiniteness, Ye Wenyan's white eyebrows trembled slightly, and smiled lightly: "Today, my Ye family's return to the next generation is a big happy day. I don't want to have any conflict with you. If the empty brother wants to work hard, War, I am waiting to be accompanied, but watching Sikong’s brother like this, it seems that I can’t make up my mind. If this is the case, if you and I both have been recruited, it’s a loose bone.”

Sikong Zhengqing heard the brow and gently picked it up. I felt that this idea was good. If I let the Ye family go, it would be unwilling to pull the face, but if it is a battle, it is too much. Impulsive adventure, in this case, it would be better to convert the war between Sikong and Yejia into a battle between the two of them.

After half a sigh, Sikong Zhengqing finally spoke, his eyes staring at Ye Wenyan: "That is what you said, this battle, I have been waiting for a long time, for a long time."

Seeing that Si Kong Zhengqing agreed with Ye Wenyan’s proposal, Si Kongqing quickly whispered and replied: “After retreating, I will give back.”

The Eight-Party Temple was suddenly wiped back by a ten-footer, leaving Ye Wenyan and Si Kongzhengqing two spacious enough battlefields, and Ye Wenjun was also free to swing his hand and let the Ye family retreat a distance. Looking at his look, obviously there is no worry about Ye Wenyan.

Lu Xuan laughed and said: "I didn't expect to see Gaozu's grandfather show his talents today. I really look forward to it."

Ye Wenjun looked back at Lu Xuan and smiled and said: "Xuan Er, you don't see your grandfather's grandfather sweeping the ground in Jiuhuashan on weekdays. It seems that he does not repair the martial arts at all, but his strength is, hehe, hehe. ”

Lu Xuan heard great interest and asked: "The meaning of the uncle is that the strength of Grandpa is stronger than you?"

"Well, although he is not as good as I am, I am not as handsome as I am, but he is my big brother after all, and I have to be a bit stronger than me." When it comes to this, Ye Wenjun seems to realize what he is saying: "Although he said that he is indeed more powerful than me, but his things are not suitable for you to learn, your swordsmanship is a way for me, your grandfather's sword method is more suitable for you to drop out."

Lu Xuan laughed and said nothing, but my heart was quite funny and moved to Ye Wenjun's nervousness. Um... When I opened the enchantment of Tianjian mainland, I could invite my uncle to go to Tianyu with myself.

After all, the reason why Ye Wenjun wanted to find a good seedling to accept his inheritance was also worried that he would not be a successor, but when he went to Tianyu, there was no more embarrassment, and Ye Wenjun naturally did not have to hurry to find inheritance. With his heart and talent, the martial arts is still far from the peak.

At this moment, a cold little hand suddenly took Lu Xuan’s hand.

"Xuange..."

With this familiar palm, Lu Xuan couldn't help but scream, and he didn't need to look at it. He knew who it was.

Turning to look at the pretty face, Lu Xuan showed a smile, reaching out to wipe the tears in the eyes of Zhao Binger, softly said: "Bitter you."

Zhao Binger shook her head with her lips: "I don't suffer, I can see you again. It is already the best gift that God gave me. The bitterness is you. You are always so stupid. My life is far less important than you." No matter what happens, I don't allow you to take this risk."

"I am not coming back well, but I have gotten a lot of benefits. It is still a lot of loss for you." Lu Xuan couldn't help but gently put Zhao Binger into his arms.

Lin Xinyi and Xia Chenxi were not far from watching Lu Xuan telling the truth, but they smiled and didn't bother, although they also miss Lu Xuan, but at this time, leave time for them. . However, not everyone is as sensible as the two of them.

"Hey, this is the woman you are desperately trying to save. It is really good, very beautiful." Ling Xiao reached up his chin and gently nodded his head.

Listening to Ling Xiao’s speech, Zhao Binger was somewhat shy and broke free from Lu Xuan’s embrace. In the face of many elders, it’s really not appropriate. It’s just that it’s hard to be banned, and Lu Xuan’s hug is actually reluctant to break.

"What is this girl? Why can't I understand what she said?"

"She..." Lu Xuan thought for a moment and shook his head. "Her identity is a bit complicated. I can't explain it for a while. I will tell you later after I go back."

Zhao Binger pinched Lu Xuan’s palm and whispered: “You won’t tell me that this is the 'benefit’ you got from this trip?”

Lu Xuan smiled, just as tender as water, how suddenly he suddenly ate vinegar, and had to explain: "You can swear me, I owe her a favor, if there is no she, I will return No, so I promised to do something for her."

Hearing that Ling Xiao was actually a great benefactor who helped Lu Xuan to return, Zhao Binger immediately put away the thought of eating and simply thanked Ling Xiao.

Ling looked at Lu Xuan with innocent big eyes. Obviously, people with two language barriers could not communicate at all.

Lu Xuan shrugged: "Ling Wei, you have to spend time learning the words of the Terran, perhaps, you have to stay on Tianjian mainland for a while."

"Do not worry, give me half a month, no, only seven days, I will learn the language of your human race very well."

"Xuan Er, you will talk to my grandmothers, but I will miss your grandfather's battle." Ye Wenjun turned his head and sighed.

Lu Xuan heard his words and turned his head. Sure enough, both Ye Wenyan and Si Kongzhengqing were ready, and the whole battlefield was filled with a fighting atmosphere. Immediately, he did not care to continue to talk to Zhao Binger and Ling Xiao, and concentrated on the confrontation between the two top peaks of Tianjian mainland.

Si Kong Zhengqing's momentum is constantly rising, like a wave of waves, but Ye Wenyan seems to have no resistance to the taste, the whole person is so determined to stand in the same place, let Sikong Zhengqing make waves. (To be continued~^~)