Curious in my heart, Lin Ye couldn't help but take a step slowly, move forward slowly, and walk into the crowd.

All of these individuals stared at the old man in white without any attention to Lin Ye's coming.

When Lin Ye approached the pavilion, he saw clearly the old man's appearance. He had a clear appearance, sparse under his chin, a bunch of white long beards hanging on his chest, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking at the distance where the loess and the blue sky were junction. He didn't even look at the people surrounding him, and he was carrying a bundle behind him, without any weapons on his body.

The old man just sat there drinking, but gave people a sense of arrogant look on the world, and he faintly revealed a killing intention on his body, but he was a rare master.

Although he is not as good as a peerless master like Feng Qingyang, he is too much stronger than Yue Buqun and Yu Jizi.

With some interest in the identity of the old man, Lin Ye slowly walked into the pavilion and sat opposite the old man.

Fang Fang sat down and saw the old man suddenly turned his head, and two lightning-like eyes swept Lin Ye.

"You guy, come out quickly. We must fight with old man Xiang, don't get in the way here." A big man outside the pavilion shouted rudely.

As if he didn't hear it, Lin Ye looked at the wine on the pavilion table and shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that I don't have tea, otherwise I could quench my thirst."

"Wine isn't it the same?" Hearing Lin Ye's words, the old man showed a look of surprise on his face, and then he said lightly.

"Boy away, don't waste your life here. We are ordered by the leader of the Eastern Sect to capture the traitor Xiang Wentian. If others come to disturb and scratch, he will die miserably." A cold voice from the left head came over, and Lin Ye looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a thin man with a face like gold paper, wearing the costume of the Sun and Moon God Cult. A yellow strip tied around his waist was the same color as the belt on the waist of the Sun and Moon God Cult. The people on the Sun and Moon God Cult behind him had various colors on their waists, but there were no yellow strips.

I think this person is at the same level as Qu Yang, and they are all elders of the Sun and Moon Sect.

"This guy is Lin Ye!" Suddenly someone shouted in the east of the crowd, looking in that direction, there was a disciple of the Taishan Sect, and on both sides of him were figures from the Wuyue Sword Sect.

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man beside him shouted: "Lin Ye, leave quickly. Xiang Wentian's hands were dyed with the blood of heroes and heroes. What are you doing with him? If you don't get out of here, everyone will definitely cut you into meat sauce today!"

This human Taoist name is Tianyi, but it is the same generation as the head of the Taishan Sect, Tianmen Taoist, and is one generation younger than Yu Jizi and the others.

"Taishan Sect? Don't you know how many of the sword skills of the Taoist Taoist in the past, you have learned it." Looking at the direction of Taoist Tian Yi that year, Lin Ye shook his head gently and said.

When he heard Lin Ye's words, Taoist Tian Yi was speechless for a moment. Everyone in the world knew that Lin Ye challenged Mount Tai and Mount Hua as a single sect and defeated all the masters in the sect.

These two factions are now losing face in the world. Others don’t know that Lin Ye only thinks that he has some skills, but more of them are that both Huashan and Taishan have already declined, and the masters in their sects are no longer good at martial arts.

Only the people among the two sects understood that Lin Ye's martial arts were really unfathomable, and the reason why Taoist Tianyi dared to complain to Lin Ye just now was that he had a lot of people on his side.

But when Lin Ye said this, he could not refute it at all. Among the entire Taishan Sect, only the Taoist Tianmen and Yu Jizi learned how the Taoist Dai Sect of Dongling was.

In terms of martial arts, although the Taoist of Tianmen is a generation younger than Yu Jizi, his martial arts are indeed stronger than that, but they are not much stronger.

But Taoist Tianyi, let alone the Dai Sect, did not even have some exquisite sword techniques in the Taishan Sect, and his martial arts are even worse than Yu Jizi.

Xiang Wentian, who had been sitting in the pavilion, heard Lin Ye's name, but his face moved slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned around again, looking at Lin Ye up and down.

"I have heard of the name of the Sun and Moon Sect for a long time. Ren Woxing and Dongfang Bubai are among the best in the world. I don't know if they are as famous as their names." Looking at Xiang Wentian, Lin Ye seemed to ask himself, and then said slowly.

"I have never seen Dongfang Bubai's martial arts, but Ren's martial arts are indeed unfathomable." Xiang Wentian looked at Lin Ye and said slowly.

"Do you know me?" Looking at Xiang Wentian, a strange light suddenly appeared in Lin Ye's eyes.

"Inquired." Nodded and admitted to Wentian.

"What's the matter?" Lin Ye asked, looking at Xiang Wentian.

"Use you!" Without hesitation, he spoke to Wentian.

If ordinary people hear this, they will either be shocked or furious.

But Lin Ye couldn't help laughing loudly, and then the laughter gradually faded. Lin Ye looked at Xiang Wentian and said slowly: "What a good person to use me, what should I do? Will you save Ren Wo?"

"Not bad." Nodded to Wentian.

Lin Ye, who was about to continue speaking, was interrupted by a shout again. The thin man from the Sun and Moon God Sect shouted: "The surname is Xiang, it's already like this. Come with us to meet the leader and ask him to give him a speech. You may not be able to live. You are also a hero of this sect. Do you really want to fight with blood and blood, which is a joke for others?"

Hearing this, Xiang Wentian raised the wine glass in his hand, took a sip of wine, and then threw the wine glass out of the pavilion, making a sound of breaking through the air.

Then there was a loud sound, and the thin man suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the wine glass with one knife.

The wine glass shattered in an instant, but the short man couldn't help but take two steps backwards.

The thrown wine glass seemed to have a thousand pounds of force.

"When will Zhengdao join forces with the Demon Sect you mentioned to deal with me?" Xiang Wentian suddenly laughed as he looked at the people surrounding him.

"When will we join forces with the Demon Sect? They chased the traitor, but we killed you, the evil thief, avenged your friends who died under your hands. We do our own things and have no connection!" A disciple of the Qingcheng Sect suddenly shouted in the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

"Whoever is the last one, you are the one? Let's go together and kill this kid first, and then find someone with the last one to settle the score!" The Qingcheng disciple in the head shouted.

Hearing this man's words, everyone behind him couldn't help but exclaim. Then he and two other Qingcheng disciples waved their swords towards Lin Ye.

The sword light was shaking, and three long swords flashed with cold light. The sword pointed to the pavilion and attacked Lin Ye.

Attack Lin Ye's lower body, right shoulder and chest respectively.

"You dare to use swords!" Lin Ye couldn't help but shout, and waved it casually. The long sword in his hand was not unsheathed. The swords of the three people hit Lin Ye's swords and suddenly changed suddenly. The swords of the three people slashed each other in the hands of the people beside him.

The sword passed by the three of them and broke with their wrists. At the same time, the long sword in their hands seemed to be pulled by some kind of pull. Three sharp swords were shakingly inserted into the bushes beside them.

With the blood sprayed, the three of them immediately had no blood on their faces. They really couldn't believe that there would be such strange martial arts in this world.

After panic, he immediately tapped his acupoint and temporarily stopped the blood. Then he jumped backward. One of the Qingcheng disciples was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and they started to cry loudly in pain.
Chapter completed!