Wen Shi laughed brightly after hearing this and said, "But Yan'er, compared to your promise, I want to get the benefits now."
Leng Yan listened and looked at Wen Shi, then drew out the Hanyue Sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at Wen Shi with cold air.
Before Leng Yan could say anything, Wen Shi reached out and pushed Leng Yan's sword aside. Then he looked at Leng Yan and said with a smile, "Since you have already drawn your sword, Yan'er, if you touch the edge of my clothes or cut off a piece of my clothes or a strand of my hair, I will lose. I agree to help you, Yan'er. How do you do it?"
Leng Yan didn't say anything after hearing this, which was considered as her agreement. Besides, she hadn't seen Wen Shi for five years, so she wanted to test the gap in strength between her and Wen Shi, so as to prepare for future things and plans.
Seeing Leng Yan's acquiescence, the smile on Wen Shi's lips gradually faded. The two looked directly into each other's eyes. Leng Yan's eyes were still as indifferent as they were five years ago, while Wen Shi's eyes were filled with a hint of amusement.
The next second, spiritual energy surged through their bodies, their hair moved without a breeze, and then a flash of white light passed by. The two disappeared from the spot.
When the two appeared again, they were already in the field. Half of the field was covered by ice, and the other half was covered by silver-white peach blossoms.
Wen Shi likes peach blossoms, so the design of his own territory and the incense on his body are all based on peach blossoms.
Leng Yan didn't care about these things. To be more precise, she didn't care at all.
Wen Shi took out his natal sword, the Moonlight Sword. The sword was silver-white in color, and upon closer inspection, one could see flashes of silver light from time to time, like moonlight.
Seeing this, Leng Yan couldn't help but tighten her grip on the Hanyue Sword. Then, as if remembering something, she frowned and retracted the Hanyue Sword.
Seeing this, Wen Shi laughed and teased, "Are you ready to give up, Yan'er?" But Leng Yan still said nothing, just pinched her fingers and changed her clothes. After changing, she looked at Wen Shi and said indifferently, "That's enough." With that, the Hanyue Sword appeared in her hand again.
Wen Shi initially didn't understand what Leng Yan meant. But then he realized it: Yan'er was disgusted by the fact that he had touched her clothes. At this point, Wen Shi thought: She really didn't hide her dislike for him. And that was indeed the case. Leng Yan felt much more comfortable after changing her clothes.
But Wen Shi on the opposite side was thinking more and more biased: "If the person who touched Yan'er was Qingyu, Hanqing or Gong Cang, would Yan'er do this?" Thinking of this, Wen Shi suddenly became irritated and his eyes gradually dimmed.
As his mood changed, the silver-white peach blossoms in his half of the territory instantly turned pink, just like ordinary peach blossoms.
Those peach blossoms gathered together and finally formed, and finally shot towards the cold smoke together, making a "whoosh" sound.
Leng Yan did not dodge when she saw the peach blossoms coming. When the peach blossoms entered her half of the territory, they were instantly frozen by the ice. Finally, the peach blossoms fell to the ground powerlessly at a distance from her.
Of course, Leng Yan wasn't idle either. Ice cones and spikes formed from her spiritual power also attacked Wen Shi's face. But Wen Shi simply uttered the word "fix," and the ice cones and spikes were trapped in the air. Then, Wen Shi's spiritual power crushed them, and they shattered into powder and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, a peach blossom petal brushed against Leng Yan's hair by her ear, slicing off a small strand. Meanwhile, the icicle scratched Wen Shi's cheek, leaving a tiny blood mark.
In the next second, the swords in their hands instantly stabbed at each other. This time, both of them used sword techniques, without using any other spells or techniques. Wen Shi also had to admit that Leng Yan had indeed become much stronger in the past five years.
At this moment, Leng Yan raised the Hanyue Sword in her hand, and sword energy appeared behind her. Those sword energy floated behind Leng Yan like sharp swords. At this moment, Wen Shi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Leng Yan's current appearance was truly dazzling and beautiful. Like an aloof, unattainable god.
Standing between heaven and earth with a sword in hand, at this moment heaven and earth seemed to be eclipsed, like her foil.
The moment Wen Shi was stunned, Leng Yan's attack was almost in front of him. Seeing this, Wen Shi chuckled and said calmly: "Yan'er, today I will teach you another sword technique."
As he spoke, he slowly raised the Yuehua Sword in his hand. Silver light shone from the sword, emitting an ancient aura.
Then, Wen Shi swung his sword, slashing at Leng Yan's sword energy. In an instant, the entire world seemed to change color, and Leng Yan's sword energy was largely broken. The remaining small portion was dispersed by Wen Shi's spiritual power.
Wen Shi looked at Leng Yan and smiled slightly, "This move is called 'Heaven Slashing Technique.' Does Yan'er know it?"
After hearing this, Leng Yan just looked at him and said nothing.
The next second, the direction of the Hanyue Sword in Leng Yan's hand changed, and a sword energy with the same move as the one Wen Shi had used before slashed towards Wen Shi with unstoppable momentum.
Wen Shi raised the Yuehua Sword in his hand to block, then smiled and looked at Leng Yan and said, "Yan'er, you are using what I taught you to deal with me. I don't know whether you are confident or arrogant.
But, Yan'er, have you forgotten that there is still a gap in cultivation between us?"
After hearing this, Leng Yan looked calm and said lightly, "So what?" Then he grasped the Hanyue Sword tightly in his hand and stabbed at Wen Shi.
Fighting Wen Shi with spiritual power all the time was not an option, as it would not only be time-consuming but could easily kill him. So what followed was a close combat between the two of them.
The sound of swords clashing continued to ring out, and Leng Yan's attacks were constantly blocked. Suddenly, Wen Shi's legs were entangled by something, and before he could react, the vines seemed to have life and quickly bound his entire body.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leng Yan quickly cut off a strand of Wen Shi's hair.
Seeing this, Wen Shi retracted the sword in his hand, then glanced at himself, paused, and said with a happy smile in his eyes: "So Yan'er likes to play like this."
Leng Yan instantly wanted to kill Wen Shi, but she kept comforting herself in her heart: "Just bear with it for now. I can't kill him yet. It would be considered as killing my master, which is a great rebellion. And I'm not 100% sure I can kill him."
Wen Shi didn't know what Leng Yan was thinking. At this moment, he broke free from the ice vines on his body and approached Leng Yan step by step.
As he approached, he said, "What does Yan'er want me to do for you?"
Leng Yan said, "I want you to go back to the capital to help me protect my father, the emperor, and my mother. I will go back immediately after I have dealt with this matter."
But to Wen Shi, these words really sounded like: "I'll come find you after I finish my business." In an instant, Wen Shi's mood visibly improved.
The two left the field. Leng Yan didn't have any reluctance at all. After leaving the field, he turned around and walked back.
Her hair was blown by the wind, and a few strands fell into Wen Shi's hands. Wen Shi gently gathered the hair in his hands. But as Leng Yan faded away, the hair slipped from his hands, leaving only the breeze passing through his fingers.
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