Chapter 289 Brotherly Love, All for My Nephew

The black-clothed man soon caught up with Huan Yin again, casting a spell to attack Huan Yin.

Huan Yin had always challenged opponents of higher level in his life, using the weak to fight the strong. Who would have thought that today he would be chased and beaten by two cultivators in the early stage of Tianchong? Although he was not completely powerless to fight back, his fight back seemed to have no effect at all, which was really helpless.

Soon, the two black-clothed monks caught up with Huan Yin again and punched him. This punch was very powerful, and a dragon roared at the moment of the punch, as if a giant dragon roared and rushed to devour Huan Yin.

Originally, Huan Yin only needed to use his cultivation power to disperse the magic of cultivators below the early stage of Tianchong, but today he found that he was not sure that he could disperse any of the black-clothed monks' magic, so he had to resist them all with magic. However, it seems that their golden light cannot be used for attacking. If it can be used for attacking, Huan Yin really doesn't know if he can block it.

When the fist force was approaching, Huan Yin suddenly jumped up, trying to avoid the two people's bombardment and let their magic cancel out by themselves. However, the moment Huan Yin rushed out, the fist force seemed to have eyes, turned around and chased upwards, not giving him any chance at all.

Huan Yin had no choice but to press down with one palm and hit a life-destroying palm to fight against the two men in black.

The moment the huge palm pressed down, the two fist forces of the men in black came up and exploded in the air.

Although the black-clothed man's magic was powerful, his cultivation power was not as good as Huan Yin after all, not to mention Huan Yin's life-destroying palm was by no means ordinary, so the fist force suddenly collapsed after less than three breaths, and Huan Yin's life-destroying palm continued to press down on the black-clothed man.

The black-clothed man's magic was broken, so it was natural that he would be backlashed. However, Huan Yin quickly used his spiritual sense to detect that at the moment the magic was broken, their whole body was actually flashing with golden light, and then the backlash was offset. Moreover, after seeing the palm of extinction pressing down, they took advantage of the golden light to rush forward and soon hit Huan Yin's palm of extinction.

Huan Yin's palm of extinction was not something that their powerful magic could resist, but when they were possessed by the golden light, Huan Yin's palm of extinction suddenly became vulnerable and could not stop the two at all. In the blink of an eye, the two of them punched two holes in the palm of extinction, and the palm of extinction finally collapsed in the air because it could not withstand the impact of the golden light.

In this way, Huan Yin failed to stop the enemy, and his magic was broken instead. Now he was backlashed.

Huan Yin's internal organs rolled for a while, but he was soon forced to suppress it. But he was really depressed in his heart. The black-clothed man was simply a rogue in fighting. Seeing that they were weaker than him, but under the omnipotent golden light, he was repeatedly defeated by them and was completely helpless.

Huan Yin now finally understood why Ye Lingyu said that even Yun Yiyao couldn't do anything to the lowest-level cultivator among these black-clothed monks. The strength of this golden light was beyond his comprehension. I'm afraid that in order to deal with this group of black-clothed people, it is really necessary to send strong men from the Ziyin Sect.

Seeing the black-clothed people chasing him again, Huan Yin knew that he could not get entangled with them anymore. He must rush into the central area of ​​Yangzhou and enter the territory of the Yudan Dao as soon as possible, otherwise, if he continued to consume like this, he would not be able to be the opponent of the rogue golden light.

He believed that no matter how fierce the black-clothed people were, they would not dare to chase them into the territory of the Yudan Dao and run wild. Although he might expose himself in this way, as long as he avoided Yijian Peak, he should be safe.

So, Huan Yin took Ye Lingyu flying all the way, constantly moving in the direction of the Yudan Dao. Along the way, the black-clothed people chased him tightly, constantly fighting Huan Yin with various powerful spells and golden light, so that Huan Yin was almost caught by the black-clothed people many times.

Fortunately, Huan Yin had a lot of experience in fighting, and he was determined to escape, not to get entangled with the black-clothed man. Although he suffered backlash from the golden light because his magic was broken many times, he persisted and did not reveal any flaws for the black-clothed man to take advantage of.

This was the first time in Huan Yin's life that he suffered such a big loss in a battle with a cultivator of the same level. He felt embarrassed, but he didn't know that the young man Ye Lingyu in his arms had already regarded him as a god-like figure.

Since the black-clothed man appeared in Yangzhou, when the disciples of the Yudan Dao were attacked, except for the time when the great elder Yun Yiyao personally led people to investigate, and a small number of people successfully escaped under the protection of elder Yun after the attack, no one had ever escaped from the pursuit of the black-clothed man.

Now Huan Yin was able to take him, a young man who could not help at all, to escape so far alone. He felt that Huan Yin, a great man of the Ziyin Sect, was almost on par with elder Yun in his own sect. No wonder even senior He Yun called Huan Yin his uncle.

Moreover, Ye Lingyu had already seen that Huan Yin had been hit by the black-clothed man's golden light many times. Now there was blood on the corner of Huan Yin's mouth, and his condition was obviously very bad. However, Huan Yin was extremely strong. He flew forward with a firm look all the way, and there was never a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, as if his determination to save him had never wavered because of the setback.

Not only that, Huan Yin did not even slow down a bit along the way, and the injury obviously did not reduce his fighting ability.

Ye Lingyu had only experienced such protection from two people in his life who could save him without hesitation even when they were pressed tightly and injured. Those two people were his parents, Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling.

Ye Lingyu didn't know why the senior in front of him wanted to rescue him like this. As he was galloping along, he looked at the blood flowing from the corner of Huan Yin's mouth, but his young heart felt inexplicable pain. It seemed that the senior in front of him treated him like a father. , great and firm.

Finally, when Huan Yin once again blocked a powerful magic bombardment from the man in black and entered within a ten-mile radius of the Royal Alchemy Road, the two men in black stopped and stopped chasing.

The men in black looked at each other, obviously not expecting Huan Yin to be so difficult to deal with. Now that Huan Yin has entered the realm of Yu Dan Dao, if they pursue him again, they may not be able to get him back. Therefore, after taking another deep look at Huan Yin, they turned and left.

After the enemy left, Huan Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took Ye Lingyu forward again and flew until he was only one mile away from the Yudandao Mountain Gate before falling from the air.

Ye Lingyu was put down by Huan Yin. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he knelt down directly in front of Huan Yin, kowtowed and loudly said: "Senior's kindness in saving Ye Lingyu will never be forgotten. I also ask senior to tell me his name. Ye Lingyu should remember it in his heart." !”

Huan Yin looked at the well-behaved child in front of him and felt happy in his heart. But naturally he would not mention his name to Ye Lingyu, so he helped Ye Lingyu up from the ground and asked, "Are you studying swordsmanship?"

Huan Yin asked this question because when his consciousness scanned Ye Lingyu's storage bag, he saw several fairy swords, but did not see a cauldron of alchemy furnaces or war pills. He was familiar with the magic weapons of the Alchemy Monk, but Ye Lingyu didn't have any of them. Wasn't he practicing swordsmanship?

Ye Lingyu nodded: "The younger generation is not talented. Although he is a disciple of Yu Dan Dao, he is very fond of the swordsmanship of the Xian family, so he did not listen to his parents' orders and learned swordsmanship. However, my father once said that I have an uncle who is He is an expert in making swords. If I can learn swordsmanship from him one day, I will be able to accomplish something."

Ye Lingyu didn't know that Huan Yin also used a sword, because Huan Yin had never used a fairy sword to fight against the enemy. It's not that Huan Yin didn't want to use it, but he was afraid that if his fairy sword struck the golden light of the man in black, it would not only have no effect at all, but also break his sword, which would be a big loss.

When Huan Yin heard the word "uncle", although he knew that Ye Lingyu was not calling him, he became even happier. What's more, Wuyou mentioned himself in front of Ling Yu, which shows that he still has himself as his big brother in his heart.

So Huan Yin reached out and touched Ye Lingyu's head gently for the first time, then took out a dragon-shaped fairy sword from the storage bag and handed it to Ye Lingyu: "Since you like swordsmanship, you should have a good sword to match it. The sword is given to you, be sure to use it well."

Huan Yin could tell that Ye Lingyu's swordsmanship tended to be masculine, and the sword he handed over now was called "Zhan Long". It was a seventh-grade sword he made himself, imitating the shape of a dragon. It could match the masculine and fierce swordsmanship. They complement each other, which is perfect for Ye Lingyu.

Ye Lingyu has been learning swordsmanship in Danyu Dao since he was a child. Although there are masters in Yudan Dao who use swords to forge swords, they are far inferior to sects like Yijianfeng that focus on swordsmanship. Therefore, he has never seen an immortal sword above the seventh grade at all. Let alone the seventh grade, the fairy sword he dreams of is only the fourth grade.

Now he saw the fairy sword handed over by Huan Yin. Although he didn't know its grade at all, he could tell at a glance that this sword was extraordinary and not comparable to any fairy sword he had ever seen in his life. Even the fourth-grade immortal sword he dreamed of, and even the fifth-grade immortal sword used by his sword master, were completely incomparable.

The moment Ye Lingyu saw the sword, he immediately forgot the etiquette and only had the treasure in his heart. He carefully reached out and took the sword in Huan Yin's hand, but found that when he took the sword, there was a light dragon's roar, and from time to time there was a brilliant light flowing on it, letting him know for the first time what is called "Xianjian", it turns out that the word "Xian" in Xianjian comes from this.

Ye Lingyu was stunned for a long time while holding the sword, and kept stroking the fairy sword with his hands. From his eyes, there was a sense of infatuation, the infatuation of a sword-mad person.

It is extremely rare for Ye Lingyu to love swords to such an extent at such a young age. If he could be trained by a famous teacher, he would definitely be able to become an outstanding kendo master within a few decades.

After a while, Ye Lingyu came to his senses and realized that this sword was too precious and he couldn't afford it. What's more, the senior saved him, how could he ask for the gift from the senior again.

Ye Lingyu raised his head and was about to return the sword, but found that everything in front of him was empty, and there was no longer any figure.