Chapter 219: Gentleman sword

go away!
No one thought that Ye Yun spit out these two words. What is the status of Ming Siyi? Ye Yun actually let him go. Is this correct?
A group of disciples looked at each other and could hardly believe their ears, for fear of hearing it wrong.
"What did Brother Ye Yun just say?" A disciple asked in a low voice.
I just saw the disciples next to him covering his mouth, and whispered, "Your boy is dead? We will probably be hated when we look at it, and dare to ask."
The disciple immediately turned pale and couldn't help but glance at Ming Siyi secretly, and hurried down with the other disciple, slowly backing away.
The disciples beside Ming Siyi also completely stayed. Anyone who dared to speak to Brother Ming in this way was simply tired. However, Ye Yun said that and let Ming Siyi get away.
Feelings, Ye Yun let Ming Siyi wait for nothing else, just let him get away?
Ming Siyi's complexion was gloomy, and he was no longer calm and calm. His complexion changed drastically.
He took a deep breath, holding back the almost surging anger in his heart, and looked coldly at Ye Yun.
"Nothing? You asked me to stop, just to say these two words?"
Ye Yun stood with his hands on his shoulders and slowly took two steps. He said, "It was a bit of a problem, but I don't think you can be the master. I will talk to Yanghua Dragon later when I have time. You can go now. "
Ye Yun gave no face at all, and he didn't need to give face to anyone. As a disciple of the seven elders and a named disciple of Su Hao, he didn't need to be as cautious as other disciples and could tolerate it.
Moreover, the heart of the fairy and the demon changed Ye Yun's physical body, not only enhanced his cultivation, but also enhanced his self-confidence. Since Ye Yun decided not to act in a low-key way anymore, his heart was released and his actions and actions depended on his heart.
Ming Siyi's face turned blue and purple, then rose red like a pig's liver, and finally became a cold and shady white.
"Ye Yun, Lord Feng's named disciple. It's arrogant, but Lord Feng will not have a named disciple tomorrow." He stepped forward, his eyes flashing with intention.
Ming Siyi usually lives as a gentleman, but in fact he is arrogant and moody, and he does not agree with the rules of the Zongmen to hurt him.
In his view, Ye Yun was too arrogant. Tian Jianzong's inner door actually had a disciple who was more arrogant than himself, or a newly-disciplined disciple. It was unforgivable to ridicule him for his thoughts.
Ming Siyi shook the folding fan in his hand, only to see that the folding fan burst into a flash of light, and then a long sword appeared in the palm of his hand.
"This sword is called a gentleman sword. It is a top-level magic weapon. It has never killed anyone. It has been printed with blood. I am afraid to make an exception today." Ming Siyi held the sword in his right hand, and gently stroked the sword with his left hand, a smile on his face. meaning.
However, when he said this, the disciples who were watching beside him suddenly looked as if they were seeing a mouse and a cat, terrified.
"Never killed anyone, drank blood? What sword is it called?" Ye Yun laughed.
"Oh, I just said one less thing. I have n’t killed anyone today, I ’ve drank blood, it's really a bright festival, a gentleman's ritual." Ming Siyi looked up, the anger on his face had dissipated, and he was a pair Calm and calm.
Ye Yun froze for a long time. He had seen that Ming Siyi in front of him, although he looked like a gentleman, was moody and narrow-minded. However, he did not expect this man to be so shameless. He was in Tianjian Sect, facing his children, and holding a sharp sword, he said that the sword had not been printed with blood to kill anyone today, claiming to be a festival of high wind and gentlemanship.
Only then did Ye Yun understand that it was no wonder that those disciples had just been frightened in their eyes, and they all stepped back as far as possible.
"Okay, then let me take a look at this so-called gentleman, no, the sword of a hypocrite." Ye Yun lifted his feet and walked away. It might not matter if he shot a little in the mission hall, but if he hits inside, he will definitely Damage the mission hall by one or two, and when it is punished, no one can escape.
Ming Siyi saw Ye Yun coming and knew what he meant. Even if Ming Siyi was arrogant and arrogant, he did not dare to fight in the mission hall, so he took the lead out of the gate and slowly walked towards the square.
"Ye Yun, where are you going? Bring your identity card and burn your contribution."
Just when the two were about to fight fiercely, the management disciple came from the apse, and saw this scene and couldn't help it.
Ye Yun turned his head and said, "How long does it take to burn the contribution?"
The management disciple said: "Because your ID card is burned for the first time, it takes about half a column of incense, and it only takes a moment in the future."
Ye Yun nodded, throwing up his hand, the identity card shot away, and fell a foot away from the management disciple, stopping at the table.
"Has the skill of Banzhu Xiang? Enough, I'll come after I kill Ming Siyi, brother and you burn." Ye Yun said with a smile, then his figure flashed out of the gate of the mission hall.
The management disciple was on the spot, looking at the identity card in front of him, and then his face was full of eagerness, and he opened his mouth to drink, but Ye Yun's body had disappeared in the hall, but he could only pick up Ye Yun's identity card and Contribution is burned on it.
When Ye Yun crossed the gate of the mission hall, he saw Ming Siyi already standing on the huge square in front of the door. He held a sword to his right and pointed obliquely to the ground. The breeze came out, the clothes fluttered, and they were handsome and elegant, and they seemed to have some momentum.
"Although Master Feng's registered disciple is a low-ranked registered disciple, I have never heard of Master Feng's receiving disciples in these years. You are really lucky. However, being lucky is no use because you My fortune is not as strong as mine, so I will be abandoned here today. "Ming Siyi said faintly when he saw Ye Yun come down.
Ye Yundao: "Don't kill me? Just abandon my cultivation?"
Ming Siyi raised his brow slightly, and said, "Heaven has good morals, and he should have a good heart when he is acting. I am the master of a gentleman sword. As a gentleman, how can I kill people at will, and let the gentleman sword drink blood? Your practice is small punishment and great punishment. "
Ye Yun laughed: "Thank you very much, Brother Ming. You are really a hypocrite, but I don't think so."
Ming Siyi said: "Oh, how about you? You need to know that Tianjianzong has its own rules and regulations. If you do n’t know what is wrong, and you do n’t know how to correct it, you wo n’t be willing to punish me. "
Ye Yundao: "I don't like to be abandoned and cultivated. What else would it mean to live?"
Ming Siyi sighed and said, "Could I ever want to abandon your cultivation, but you just lost your way, and only a small punishment for you. Alas, it's a headache and it makes me a dilemma."
Ye Yun laughed: "In that case, let me kill you. You won't have to have a headache in the future, and there will be no dilemma."
Ming Siyi stunned and laughed: "Although my brother Xiuwei is not bad, after all, it is only a double gas refining, and there is a big gap between you and your brother. You still hold on, maybe I will show mercy."
Ye Yun laughed and said, "Okay, after the nonsense, do you want me to do three tricks?"
As soon as Ye Yun said this, not only did he think for a moment, but the disciples who looked around him were also completely hesitated. Just now Ye Yun was obviously aggressive and took the initiative. Everyone felt that he was the registered disciple of Lord Feng, and he was well-known. After all, he played against Murong without a mark regardless of the level, and it was self-evident.
But what did Ye Yun say just now? Let Ming Siyi make you do three things? Ming Siyi is said to have reached the pinnacle of gas refining a year ago. In theory, it can make you three moves and thirty moves for Ye Yun. But with Ye Yun's strength just now, plus previous rumors, if Ming Siyi let you do three moves, maybe he will be injured directly under your sword.
Ming Siyi's brow frowned slightly. Although his mouth was very stiff, he knew that Ye Yun's cultivation was not like his realm. If he was really allowed to do three tricks, he would fall into the wind in an instant, accidentally. He died, and he didn't believe Ye Yun would abide by the rules of Zongmen.
Ye Yun laughed: "Brother Ming, you also shouted, let go of the cannon, so let's do it. I'll let you do three things."
Uproar.
The disciples onlooking all felt that Ye Yun was too arrogant. Everyone in his realm looked at it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Although the real strength is probably not under the clear thinking, but everyone is just refining the gas environment. If it shows that Siyi can't let you do three tricks, then how can you Ye Yun let Ming Siyi do three tricks?
Ming Siyi has just resumed his calm and calm face and has changed again. Perhaps he has not been ridiculed for more than ten years now, and his face has become gloomy.
"No need, let's go. Today's battle, you don't regret it." Ming Siyi held the sword, slightly shaken, the gentleman's sword waved, and a sound of swordsing was issued.
Ye Yun laughed loudly. He would stop talking nonsense when he had enough fun. The purple light flashed, and the purple shadow sword brought a wave of water and rippled in the air.
Ming Siyi couldn't help it anymore, the gentleman sword faltered, only to hear a faint voice.
"A gentleman speaks of righteousness, a villain speaks of profit!"
The gentleman's sword flew into a glorious moment, and condensed into a wave of light in the air. There seemed to be a hidden sword, sweeping the night.
When Ye Yun saw someone for the first time, he even uttered verses, but he could feel the power contained in the sword, but it is really not small. If he did not break through in the fire dragon cave, the sword cut Come, you must go all out to be able to take over 50% of the grasp, gentleman Jianming Siyi strength is quite good.
The sky is shining, the sword is cut off.
Ye Yun stood still, standing quietly, the purple shadow sword in his hand was just a slight tremor, purple light.
There was some confusion in Ming Siyi's eyes. He couldn't think of Ye Yun being motionless in the face of such a sword. Is he sure enough to catch it?
Not only him, but also the disciples on the sidelines, surprised.
The magic sword was hidden among the waves of light. When the sky wave light suddenly dispersed, I saw a huge gentleman sword cut off from the air and chopped to the top of Ye Yun's head.
The big sword arrived soon, without any fancy standing on top of Ye Yun's head.