The strongest world crossing

It's not that Ye Zhen can't do it, but that there is no follow-up technique that can directly reach the innate, and he needs to comprehend it by himself.

In fact, Ye Zhen is already very good. Looking at Feixue shooting the white deer in the sky, and the laughing book hero Yi Biyuan, there are very few who can reach this level!

"It's time to go downhill..."

The 21-year-old Ye Zhen stroked his beard, using the water as a mirror and pointing fingers as scissors, trimmed his waist-length hair, put on clean clothes and went down the mountain.

Ye Zhen, who is only half-innate, round and wishful, with a restrained divine light, originally looked ordinary, but now he looks like an ordinary person, but he has grown a lot taller, already 1.7 meters eight.

At the foot of the mountain, Ye Zhen didn't stop at all, and went straight to the Central Plains.

Finally arrived in the Central Plains after seven days, and at the same time Ye Zhen also got the news that the six major sects will besiege Mingjiao in the next few days!

Ye Zhen paused for a moment, then relieved.

"When I met Xiao Zhiruo, she was already 13 years old, and now five years later, it is almost the same."

Ye Zhen was thinking whether to go back to Wudang directly now, or go to Guangmingding to join in the fun when he sees his master.

After all... Ye Zhen misses Master very much after not seeing him for so many years.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ye Zhen saw a figure out of the corner of his eye.

"It wouldn't be so coincidental would it?"

Rao Ye Zhen was calm-minded, and was a little surprised when he saw this figure.

Because this figure is [-]% similar to Zhao Min who was kidnapped by Ye Zhen five years ago!

It's just that Zhao Min is slimmer now than he was five years ago, and those big elf eyes still look so vigilant.

Suddenly, one half of the face was as beautiful as a fairy, and the other half of the face was weird in color and badly rotten. There was a straw mat behind him, and on the straw mat lay an extremely scruffy man.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people appeared again at the city gate, and they were still a group of women. The leader was a middle-aged beautiful woman in black, holding a gorgeous long sword in her hand!

Outside the scabbard, the exposed hilt is a silver unicorn, and the eyes are inlaid with a blood-red gemstone, giving people a luxurious and bloodthirsty feeling out of thin air.

Ye Zhen laughed, and while nibbling on the cooked peanuts, he whispered, "It's really lively... Zhao Min, Zhang Wuji, Emei Pie..."

Speaking of the Emei School, Ye Zhen suddenly found a picture of a somewhat familiar person in the crowd.

A slender figure, a white skirt dragging the floor, a girl who is light, elegant, clear, beautiful, spiritual, and immortal, as beautiful as a fairy.

As beautiful as Zhilan, elegant and refined.The demeanor is Qinghuafangfei, beautiful and unconventional, and there is a clear and spiritual spirit in the Emei Mountains and waters in the manner, with the charm of light water mist.

Ye Zhen can say with certainty that whether it is reality or this world, this woman is the most beautiful and temperamental woman Ye Zhen has ever seen.

Ye Zhen is already like this, let alone other people, don’t you see that there are a few guys who stuff peanuts into their nostrils and don’t even know it. flowed out.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ye Zhen turned his head sharply, because at the waist of a girl who looked like a fairy, in the white sand, Ye Zhen saw a yellowed bamboo flute. To be precise, it was engraved on the bamboo flute Two simplified Chinese characters "Ye Zhen"!

Surprised in his heart, he frowned slightly, and Ye Zhen sighed, "Sure enough... the gears of fate cannot be changed by ordinary people. Zhiruo joined the Emei Sect, and lived in the same inn as Zhang Wuji in this small town."

Ye Zhen sighed, and sat at the tea stand outside the inn for an entire afternoon until night fell.

A group of crescent-browed girls rushed out of the inn and rushed towards a certain direction.

suddenly!A figure with a long sword on his back, wearing plain clothes and a black robe, and a bamboo hat with a black veil on his head blocked the way of a group of Crescent Eyebrow disciples.

"choke!"

The Emei disciples drew their swords one after another, and Zhou Zhiruo yelled in Konggu's ghostly voice, "Who is here! Why are you blocking my Emei disciple's way!"

It was Ye Zhen who blocked the way for all the Emei disciples, and Ye Zhen's purpose was still to prevent Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji from meeting, or sparking sparks.

In the past, I just liked the innocent little Zhou Zhiruo, and I didn't want her to be blackened by Zhang Wuji, a bastard, and Mieju Shitai, an old woman who was in menopause every day, so now... Ye Zhen directly doesn't want these two people met.

An invisible aura instantly covered the audience, and all the Emei disciples felt as if a mountain was pressing on their bodies, unable to move, and even having difficulty speaking.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a sword cry, the long swords in the hands of the Emei disciples suddenly seemed to be pulled by something, and they flew away in an instant.

Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, they revolved around Ye Zhen who was standing with his hands behind his back.

suddenly!Dozens of long swords slashed in front of Ye Zhen, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the crescent eyebrow disciple in front of him!

A kind of fear of being stared at by death filled everyone's minds. Zhou Zhiruo's bright eyes were full of eagerness. While resisting Ye Zhen's momentum with all her strength, she shouted coquettishly, "Senior, be merciful!"

As soon as the words fell, the long sword turned into dozens of silver lights!He shot at a group of Emei disciples with lightning speed!

Chapter 12

All the crescent eyebrow disciples had no time to react, but the next moment, the left hand holding the scabbard sank slightly.

In the blink of an eye, many Emei disciples who thought they would die on the spot found that the sword had returned to the scabbard.

Zhou Zhiruo hurried forward, saluted Ye Zhen under the bamboo hat, and said, "Thank you, senior, for your mercy!"

The next moment, an old and flat voice rang out, "Why are a group of little dolls so anxious?"

Zhou Zhiruo heard the words, and replied, "Senior, a senior sister of this junior was poisoned by a murderer, and this junior is going to catch the poisoned master in order to ask for an antidote."

Ye Zhen said indifferently, "I see."

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo said anxiously, "This junior accidentally bumped into senior, please forgive me. If senior can let me go, we, the Emei Sect, must remember the kindness of senior."

Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's voice of Konggu Youlan speaking kindly and powerfully, Ye Zhen nodded secretly and said, "Little girl has grown up".

"Forget it, I have a deep relationship with the Wudang sect, and you, Emei, have been friends with Wudang for generations, so I will sell Wudang as a favor, so let me take you to see it."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo was overjoyed, it would be the best if this senior with unfathomable strength and means would help.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly saluted Ye Zhen again, and said, "Zhiruo thank you, senior, please, senior!"

Ye Zhen nodded slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and slowly passed by Zhou Zhiruo, a wisp of fragrance came from him, making Ye Zhen understand that what the ancients said about the fragrance of the body is true.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhiruo discovered a detail, that is, when the senior in front of him was walking, the soles of his feet did not touch the ground, and he walked at a height of one finger away from the ground!

Shocked in her heart, Zhou Zhiruo said in her heart, "Senior's lightness of work is really unbelievable...".

Stepping into the inn, Ye Zhen found the straw mat that Zhang Wuji was lying on during the day in a hidden corner, but this time with Ye Zhen's help and Zhou Zhiruo's intentional cover, he didn't notice.