Huang Yuchen and Pengfei were shocked. They touched them in a very low voice, killed the four enemy troops on guard, and killed the three-man patrolling team. They believed that they did not make any special sounds and were extremely fast. They were hiding in this high ground for a moment. When did the white-clothed scholar arrive by his side? Why didn't he notice it?

Huang Yuchen leaped back with the help of the sword force, Zhan Pengfei stood up with the flow, his fighting spirit surged all over his body, and the long sword shone brightly, and suddenly swung his sword at the scholar. The sword energy was extremely fast, and it swept towards the scholar with fine fluorescence, quickly pounced at the scholar.

Huang Yuchen frowned, igniting the fighting spirit all over his body, filling the sword with all his strength, and at the same time suddenly swung the fighting spirit forward.

One wide and one thin, two kinds of knife energy whistled, and the strength was so great that it caused the surrounding trees to make a "rustle".

The scribe in white smiled, as if he could not see the sword aura of the two of them, just stood quietly, smiling.

Two sword auras roared and rushed, and the momentum was surging. If the sword aura hits the white-clothed scholar, Huang Yuchen and the other two are absolutely sure, and this person will die on the spot.

"Puff." Unable to hear the expected sound, a very low sound came. There was an extra fan in the white-clothed scholar's hand and gently waved it, and the sword aura of Huang Yuchen and the others disappeared.

This surprised the two of them. Not to mention the advanced level of cultivator Huang Yuchen, the sword energy surged. Just talking about Zhan Pengfei, the sword energy he practiced was extremely fast and extremely sharp, just like a new front, blowing hair and cutting off hair, but it was extremely tough. It could cut off a towering tree with one knife. How could this scribe easily resolve it?

Seeing that the sword aura was broken, the two looked at each other, but they were surprised when they saw each other's eyes. However, the two showed no sign of it. After looking at each other, they immediately burst out and headed straight for the white-clothed scholar opposite.

"Oh, you two are so angry." Seeing the two of you holding a knife, the scholar in white smiled slightly, gently slapped the folding fan in his hand, smiling, and not taking the two people rushing towards you in the slightest eyes.

Huang Yuchen and his two frowned and rushed towards the scholars quickly. They lifted their swords, used their fighting spirits all over their bodies, and tried their best to strike forward, taking the greatest strength and slashing them hard.

"Puff..." Another very low voice came, neither the sound of weapons colliding nor the sound of weapons slashing into the enemy's body. The two of them felt a flash in front of them, and the weapons in their hands were directly chopped onto the scribe in front of them. The scribe did not move at all, and stood in place.

Zhan Pengfei's sword slashed the scribe's shoulder, and Huang Yuchen's sword was hitting the scribe's head, but the two felt that their attack hit a ball of cotton, without any reaction.

The scribe was still standing quietly, shaking the folding fan in his hand slightly, smiling.

The surging fighting spirit came whistling, but it ended abruptly.

A strange atmosphere instantly filled the air, and Huang Yuchen and the others could not explain what was happening in front of them, and were stunned.

"Hu..." A gust of wind suddenly came from his ears. The two of them felt that their bodies were lighter, as if they were being swept by the strong wind, and their bodies quickly retreated. In just a moment, they were blown away from the scholar and retreated several feet behind.

The two of them held weapons and gasped. After just two moves, they consumed a lot of money on themselves. At this moment, Huang Yuchen had already shown signs of exhaustion. Zhan Pengfei was even more so, holding a long knife in his hand and breathing heavily. The fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and it was already on the verge of exhaustion.

The white-clothed scholar in front of him was still smiling and feeling comfortable. It seemed that the attacks of the two of them had not caused any trouble to him. The two weapons were slashed at him with great force, but at this moment it seemed like a rock sinking into the sea, without any movement.

This person stood there, still as gentle and elegant as he was without any panic.

Huang Yuchen looked at Zhan Pengfei beside him and felt shocked. The appearance of the white-clothed scholar was afraid that they would not be able to fight against him. Zhan Pengfei met Huang Yuchen's gaze. Huang Yuchen could not see any timidity in his eyes, but he saw endless fighting spirit.

Facing a strong enemy, never retreat.

Zhan Pengfei took a few breaths, picked up his long sword again, and made a move to rush forward. Seeing this, Huang Yuchen's heart was filled with fighting spirit. He was hesitant and was distracted by Zhan Pengfei's eyes, and hesitated, and he was motivated by fighting spirit. He had a big sword in his hand and accumulated energy.

Zhan Peng jumped to the ground and rushed towards the white-clothed scholar. Huang Yuchen slashed forward and let out a sword. After following the sword, he quickly rushed towards the scholar.

"Oh..." As the two of them moved forward, they clearly heard it, and the scribe sighed softly.

Suddenly, the two of them had a flash of eyes, and the white-clothed scholar disappeared in front of them. The knife that Huang Yuchen slashed out roared, rolling the surrounding branches and grass, making a rustling sound. Following the high ground, heading straight to the distance, disappearing into the endless darkness.

The two of them plucked up their strength, but they rushed into the air. Seeing the empty high ground in front of them, they immediately stopped and looked around, but no trace of the scribe in white was found again.

"Where did you go?" Zhan Pengfei widened his eyes and looked around. A bright yellow light surrounded his body. In this dark night, it was like a human-shaped lantern, flashing with the wind. At this moment, he only felt the blood rushing all over his body and sweat flowing out. He just plucked his Dou Qi and rushed forward, but at this moment the enemy suddenly disappeared, causing him to pounce. The Dou Qi that had just plucked was forced back into his meridians, making it even harder for his body to bear.

Huang Yuchen kept gasping for breath. Although his condition was a little better than Zhan Pengfei, the backlash of fighting spirit that forced the attack was also a little overwhelmed.

Suddenly, Huang Yuchen felt a chill coming from behind him, and he felt like falling from head to toe and fell into an ice cave. He was shocked and turned around suddenly, but there was no abnormality. Looking at Zhan Pengfei again, his sweat suddenly disappeared, his face turned pale, his brows frowned, and he was looking at him with horror.

"Huh..." The two of them then heard a gust of wind coming from their ears, and their bodies flew out involuntarily again. This time, they did not fall gently, but only stopped until they hit the tree. But looking around, they did not see the sound of wind blowing the leaves.

The two of them suddenly put on the trunk of the tree and turned over to the ground. There was silence around them, and the strong wind in their ears seemed to be just an illusion.

A strange white light suddenly appeared, and the two of them hurriedly chased after them. However, the white light flashed and disappeared from the high ground where the two of them were just now. The elegant figure of the white-clothed scholar slowly appeared in the dark night and gradually solidified.

This man seemed to have suddenly condensed out of thin air.

Huang Yuchen and the others looked at the essay in white who was gradually solidifying in front of them, and looked at his calm face that slowly appeared. They wore white clothes and folded fans and waved gently. They saw the man's peaceful smile again.

The two suddenly felt a little discouraged.

The white-clothed scholar could hide his body and turn the attacks of the two into invisible. If he could not crack the other's magic, the battle would not be necessary. As long as the other party had to use the magic, the two had no choice but to do anything to him.

The long sword touched the ground, and the cold chill on the two of them had disappeared at this moment. They gasped slightly and looked at the white-clothed essayer who suddenly appeared in front of them. There was almost no need to guess that the bone-broken chill that the two of them felt must have been done by the white-clothed essayer. However, this person's magic was strange and it was not something they could deal with, but since he appeared, he has not made any substantial attack on the two of them, but he didn't know what was going on.

"Two, how can you get angry?" The elegant voice of the scribe in white came, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

If it weren't for the enemy's camp at this moment, I would have thought this man was a gentle scholar and said hello to the two.

In this black night, this man was dressed in white and was elegant, but he didn't look like a military man at all.

The two of them didn't say anything, but just looked at the scholar in front of them quietly. The shock in their hearts subsided and they all disappeared. They both had to face this person. Since their attack was invalid, it would be better to listen to what he was going to say.

Seeing that the two of them did not answer, the folding fan in their hands closed and said, "Why, do you have nothing to say when you see me?"

"I don't know who you are, what can I say to you." Zhan Pengfei spat and said, "You are a master of your skills. I am not your opponent. If you want to kill and cut, you will be punished."

"This general is so angry." The white-clothed scholar was not angry or annoyed when he heard Zhan Pengfei's words. Instead, he said with a smile: "It's not good to be angry too much, it hurts the body."

"You don't have to be sarcastic." Zhan Pengfei glared at the white-clothed scholar and said, "What the hell are you going to do? Hurry up, he is so slap in a hurry, like a woman."

For some reason, Huang Yuchen suddenly felt a little funny when he saw Zhan Pengfei talking to the scholar. If the environment was not really allowed, maybe he would have laughed out loud.

"What am I going to do?" The scribe in white asked with a questioning look on his face, "It's obvious that you two came to me, why are you asking me now?"

"Look for you?" Zhan Pengfei asked, "What are you looking for?"

"The two of you wandered around the forest and killed my subordinates just to come to find me?" The white-clothed scholar opened the folding fan, slapped it twice, and smiled and said, "Why, I saw me now, but I don't know what I said?"

The two were shocked when they heard this. They thought of thousands of directions, but they didn't guess that the white-clothed scholar was the enemy's leader? But if he was the enemy's leader, he would definitely be able to deal with them. How could he waste such great energy and lead them here? Didn't he ruin his sergeant for nothing?

The two looked at each other and saw a hint of panic in each other's eyes. Zhan Pengfei's eyes were no longer as confident as before.

He had thought that the person who commanded the search must be a novice general, and he was fooled by the two of them. Now, the scribe said that he was the leader of this army and he could figure out other things at once.

Why are the enemy soldiers attacked by their own side repeatedly and succeeded? Why are the opponent's actions completely as expected? How can they encounter the opponent's patrol team every time they act for a period of time, and the team's combat effectiveness is extremely poor, which allows the two to easily solve the problem.

Now that I think about it carefully, I am afraid that all the scholars in white have made intentional arrangements.

"you……"

"You two are a little restless, I would like to thank you." The essay in white closed the folding fan in his hand and smiled strangely at the two of them.
Chapter completed!