Hearing Fang Yimin's words, Jie Hui nodded slightly, then walked towards Lin Ye and said, "This is Lin Ye, Young Master Lin. It turns out that he is a hero and a young man. Among the younger generation, it seems that you are the first."

"The Castle Master is wrong. It's not just the younger generation. I think even among the Castle Master's generation, few people will be able to win." Fan Caiqi, who was standing beside him, said with a smile.

Hearing Fan Caiqi's words, Jie Hui was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "Yes, it is indeed considered to be able to defeat Shilong and kill Ren Shaoming."

"But if you killed Ren Shaoming this time, you offended the people in the Demon Sect. Ren Shaoming in Jiangnan was a very big chess piece." Looking at Lin Ye, Jie Hui spoke.

"So what?" Lin Ye said lightly after hearing Jie Hui's words.

"Yes, but nothing. The Demon Sect wants to take action in Jiangnan, but it has to consider the power of my Duzun Castle and the Song Clan." Hearing Lin Ye's words, Jie Hui was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile.

However, Jie Hui had a little bit of good feelings for Lin Ye. After all, it was Jie Hui who stopped the Song family and defeated the Iron Cavalry Association and saved the salt goods.

Otherwise, the batch of goods would be at least a profit of more than 100,000 taels of silver. This would be considered as the profit of Duzun Fort and Song Valve in the past six months. Although it would not hurt the muscles, it would be a pain.

Although the more than 100,000 taels are not all the profits of Duzun Castle, they can get at least about 30%.

This is not a small number either.

When Lin Ye preserved his salt goods, Jie Hui was naturally grateful.

Hearing Jie Hui's words, Lin Ye did not answer, but stood quietly and looked at Jie Hui.

"Your Excellency, Jie understands what you mean. Please come with Jie." Feeling the fighting spirit on Lin Ye, Jie Hui couldn't help but smile and then spoke.

"I hope you don't let me down again." Lin Ye said, looking at Jie Hui.

The left hand holding the long sword tightened slightly, and Lin Ye stared at Jie Hui tightly.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Jie Hui just smiled, and without saying a word, then took Lin Ye through the main hall and came to an elegant bamboo forest. At the entrance to the bamboo forest was a small path paved with bluestone slabs.

"This is my usual martial arts practice place." Jie Hui looked at Lin Ye and said.

"The guest is at your own will, and the choice of the location castle director." Lin Ye naturally knew what it meant by Jie Hui's words. This is the place where Jie Hui practiced in Duzun Castle, and no one can understand this place better than Jie Hui.

If Jie Hui can exert 90% of his peak strength in other places, then he can exert 100% of his strength here.

This is Jie Hui who has a psychological and geographical advantage, just like the battle between Lin Ye and Shangguan Jinhong in the world of Xiao Li’s flying swords.

But what does this matter?

Whether it is fair or not. Lin Ye doesn't care.

Lin Ye doesn't care about the scene.

The only thing I care about is whether with Jie Hui's ability, can he be able to achieve the sword art and whether he can understand the sword art.

After crossing the stone path, Lin Ye, Wei Zhenzhen and Fan Caiqi walked in with Jie Hui.

After turning two turns, I saw an empty green space, a small wooden house to the southwest, and there was a clear pond to the left of the wooden house. Several goldfish could be seen swimming around.

"Since Jie founded the Dezun Castle, it has not been a few years since Xie founded, but Xie has not given up his martial arts for a day." Two people stood in the green space, Wei Zhenzhen and Fan Caiqi were watching from a distance, and Xie looked at Lin Ye and suddenly spoke.

There was a pen in his hand, a judge's pen made of fine steel. There was a cold light shining under the light, and the tip of the pen was composed of countless steel needles.

Just standing here. In Lin Ye's spiritual perception, he suddenly found that Jie Hui in front of him seemed to have disappeared. He disappeared without a trace. If his eyes had not seen him standing here, Lin Ye would have thought that there was no one in front of him.

Lin Ye's face narrowed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and more of it was the rising fighting spirit.

"Take out your true strength to verify my sword skills!" With his right hand drawn, a cold light flashed, Lin Ye looked at Jie Hui and shouted in a low voice.

In the sky, green leaves sway, and the green grass all over the ground suddenly began to sway, and a slight breeze blew from the distance.

Without saying anything, Jie Hui looked at Lin Ye and did not speak, just because he found that Lin Ye was really an opponent who was not inferior to him.

Although Jie Hui did not underestimate Lin Ye at all when he knew that Lin Ye had defeated Shi Long and killed Ren Shaoming, he was shocked to realize that he had underestimated Lin Ye until he was truly facing and showing his true power.

Looking at each other intently, Lin Ye suddenly moved, and took the lead in drawing the sword, a sword that could not be tempted.

This sword had seven points of force. Seeing that Jie Hui's face suddenly changed color, he rushed forward with the judge's pen in his hand.

Suddenly, swords and pens intersected, and a loud sound echoed in everyone's ears, and then the two of them took five steps back.

"Young hero, what do you mean?" His face darkened, and Jie Hui looked at Lin Ye and said in a deep voice.

This sword was just a test, but Jie Hui knew that this was Lin Ye's warning.

"Guard you and be wary of you." Looking at Jie Hui, Lin Ye spoke slowly.

A cold voice came out of his mouth, and the invisible sword intent suddenly bloomed, just like the cold wind in March blew across his body. Suddenly, Jie Hui felt a slight chill in his heart.

"You have the ability to prove my truth, so take out all your strength. I won't hold back. If I die under my sword, I will not blame me." Looking at Jie Hui, Lin Ye said slowly.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Jie Hui suddenly burst into laughter, then stopped laughing and looked at Lin Ye slowly and said, "I understand what the young hero means, please stop."

With a request, the battle between the wind and the clouds was immediately triggered. He took a deep breath and held the judge's pen in his hand, and his energy was condensed without releasing.

The sun rose in the sky, and the dazzling light shone on the long sword in Lin Ye's hand reflected a trace of cold light.

It is not a battle between life and death, but one move and one sword are extremely dangerous than life and death.

I saw the judge's pen in Jie Hui's hand suddenly stabbed towards Lin Ye, and an invisible qi force that broke through the pen tip shot out from the tip of the pen, heading towards Lin Ye's left shoulder.

Lin Ye held the sword in his right hand and waved it, the sword was as strong as a gentle rain. Before the energy emitted by Jie Hui could come, it suddenly dissipated in the air.

It was like a snowflake suddenly melting in the sunlight, as if it was what it should be.

"What a sword move." A stunning look appeared in his eyes, and Jie Hui praised. At the same time, the judge's pen in his hand turned his move and stabbed Lin Ye sternly, just like a thunderbolt, which was shockingly fast.

The momentum was overwhelming, Lin Ye felt that the air around him seemed to suddenly disappear. He actually felt a difficult time to breathe, his feet seemed to be trapped in a mud and it was difficult to move, and every part of his body was shackled.

A slight stern in his heart, Lin Ye's internal force changed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly raised, and he immediately slashed at the judge who Zhihui from an incredible angle.

The collision between the tip of the sword and the pen tip suddenly came from the weapon, and then the aftermath of the energy fluctuated everywhere, and the green leaves on the surrounding treetops shook down one after another. (To be continued)

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