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After his Junior Sister Mu Hanyan died due to the Thousand Poison Palm, he abandoned his martial arts practice to hide deep in the mountains to wholeheartedly create a new technique. Her eyes were also white from the backlash. She didn't expect that her reputation in the martial arts world would plummet. Even a child who hadn't grown any hair yet had the guts to act so arrogantly towards her.

Casually fiddling with his sword scabbard, Li Chengjun slowly and casually drew his sword. A small but inconspicuous movement of his inner force rippled out along with the noisy crowd.

Not good! Dugu Qian Huan rushed forward, and used both of his palms to block a fatal attack for the young knight.

"Indeed, you are quite capable." Li Chengjun's interest was piqued. He put down the young man and turned to Dugu Qianyan. Since he wanted to play, he might as well play with her.

When Dugu Qianhuan was struck again, his internal organs were also surging with energy. Suppressing the surging blood energy in her heart, she held her sword horizontally, ready to attack at any moment.

"Again!"

The two stood up and engaged in a fierce battle. Within two rounds, the plates and utensils were all messed up. The surroundings where the cold swords landed were all corroded into motes. Li Cheng Jun was blind, but he was not. He had a premonition of Dugu Qian Huan's every move and every single move. Even Dugu Qian Huan was unable to gain any benefits from the constant barrage of attacks. It was clear that he was at a disadvantage.

A poisonous and cold Qi wrapped around the sword blade. Li Cheng's sword technique was extremely cold, and it was difficult for him to get close to it.

Seeing that Dugu Qian Huan was no match for him, Ya Xiang drew her sword and joined the battle. Everyone could see that Li Chengjun had a strong inner force, and Dugu Qianyin alone could not defeat him. She was a girl who only cared about winning or losing in battles. She didn't care about being a gentleman or not being a gentleman.

Girls don't care about bullying.

"Ah, today I must bring Yi Huan away!" Li Chengjun's eyes that were covered in white light turned to Luo Lingwei, "Even if Ye Qingxuan was here, you wouldn't be able to stop me!"

Luo Lingwei was so frightened by his sudden outburst that she began to sweat profusely.

Oh my god, if I fell into Li Chengjun's hands, would I really be making food for the green snakes?

With Li Chengjun's arrogant provocation, Ye Qing couldn't care less about his principles, and had no choice but to take action. The reason why Ye Qing was called the Mysterious Sword was because both his sword and his person carried a natural righteous aura. He had also achieved great talent in sword arts and had comprehended sword aura at the age of the weak crown prince.

When Ye Qing went into seclusion in Guangming's manor, he swore that he would not use the sword anymore. He also kept his promise and did not pull out the sword for the next ten years. Therefore, he did not wear a sword today. The personal sword that he forged when he was an adult had been sealed in Bright Moon Tower when he left.

The situation was special today. It was not a bad thing to go back to the martial world after the night.

"Since that's the case, Thousand Illusion, Cliff Fragrance, all of you can leave now." Ye Qing casually borrowed a sword from a young knight hiding behind his back, and replaced the two girls with it with the tip of his sword.

"Protect Yi Huan well."

He had nothing to worry about in the face of Li Chengjun. What he was worried about was that someone would take advantage of the chaos and take away the little wangfei. Little Wangfei didn't know martial arts, so if she was caught by the people from the Cloud Sky Sect and her identity was found out …

The imperial government did not set foot in the martial arts world, so both sides had a tacit understanding.

To be discovered by someone who wanted to do something would certainly become an excuse to attack the regent.

Luckily, the incense was still burning brightly, so Ji Wuye opened it up.

The fireworks were not high, only reaching the top of a first class building. However, Ji Wu Ye was worried about Luo Ling Wei's safety and continued to patrol the area. As such, when he saw the message, he immediately rushed over.

On the way, Ji Wu Ye heard the news of the Green Snake Bile returning to the mountain. His lips, which were hidden under the mask, curved into a subtle arc.

Since there was chaos, then he might as well start it all up.

"Ayaya, how can there not be such a commotion?"

Why are you everywhere?!

Luo Lingwei did not want Ji Wuye, who came here to watch the commotion, to get involved in any more of this. Right now, Luo Lingwei was still in the shadow of the golden feast that she had been bestowed upon Ye Qingming.

Seeing the white-robed Ji Wu Ye's goddess-like figure about to land on the ground, Luo Ling Wei suddenly had an idea and rushed over with a shout.

"Foster father!"

Ji Wu Ye who was just about to be pushed down: "?"

Luo Lingwei did not care that he was confused, and took the opportunity to cover his mouth while wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves: "Godfather, you're finally here. If father wants to fight with someone, you have to protect me."

"Foster father, you promised my father that you would protect me."

Ji Wu Ye who was happy to be his father, "?"

Suddenly, he did not understand what kind of medicine Luo Lingwei had bought from the gourd.

Ji Wu Ye covered his mouth with his hand that had the smell of honey. He regretted that he had given the antidote to Ye Lianhe earlier, even though he was a little obsessed with cleanliness.

Luo Lingwei was still crying. "Foster father, don't not say anything, I'm afraid …"

Ji Wu Ye was too embarrassed to tear her off, so he helplessly carried Luo Ling Wei by her collar and led her to an open and safe area.

The surrounding people thought that he was here to protect the child and wasn't paying attention to Ji Wu Ye anymore.

Lifting Luo Lingwei to the side, Luo Lingwei's eyeballs rolled twice as she looked pitifully at Ji Wu Ye.

Ji Wu Ye was so angry at her that he didn't have a temper.

Ji Wu Ye pretended to be cold as he interrogated Luo Ling Wei: "What are you trying to do?"

"Father, what are you saying? Of course I'm scared." Luo Lingwei had a smile on her face as she glanced at the disciples of the Cloud Sky Sect in the crowd rushing towards her, "Qian Huan, the person from the Flying Cloud Sect should be coming soon."

"Hmm?" Ji Wu Ye's eyes were fully focused on the battle as he perfunctorily nodded.

Luo Lingwei couldn't do anything about his lack of strength, so she repeated with a good temper, "I said to the Cloud Sky Sect."

Ye Qing had comprehended a unique sword Qi in the year of the weakest crown. Li Chengjun had only started practicing the Thousand Poison Palm before he had fully studied it. Ye Qing's inner force was comparable to his, but he was still able to beat Li Chengjun in terms of techniques. In less than a quarter of an hour, Li Chengjun had already shown his defeat.

There was no doubt that Ye Qing would win this battle.

Luo Lingwei had already been informed of the result by the system's analysis, so she was not in a hurry to wholeheartedly focus her attention on the disciples of the Cloud Sky Sect.

The few disciples of the Flying Cloud Sect were hiding in the mess of the First Pin Building, obviously trying to fish in troubled waters to test Ye Qing and Li Chengjun's skills.

Ye Qing and Li Chengjun were both disciples of the Cloud Sky Sect, so they had naturally felt the prying eyes at the first moment. Ye Qing's brows tightly knitted, but he did not give them any response and just allowed them to observe.

On the contrary, when Li Chengjun was fighting, he threw out a handful of poison powder and said, "Test me, let your Master come in person!"

The few Cloud Sky Sect disciples couldn't dodge in time, they could only cover their faces and howl like ghosts. By the time they put down their palms, their faces had already rotted away bit by bit. Luo Lingwei was surprised at his shrewd methods, so she quietly hid the Nether Pill.

Ji Wu Ye withdrew his gaze and caressed Luo Ling Wei's hair: "Are you afraid?"