Qunhao was shocked when he heard this, and he was silent for a moment. Rao is the ghost king of Yinshan Mountain, who is thoughtful and has few talents. never expected Zhang Dingbian to reveal the secret of the Han Dynasty's relics so easily.

He was surprised in his heart, and was about to grab the hall of the great majesty. Suddenly, a green shadow swept out from the side in front of him, castrating as fast as a streamer, flashing towards the door of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

When the ghost king of Yinshan opened his eyes, he had already seen that this green shadow was Zhao Yizhen, the head of the Huashan faction who had not spoken a word since he entered the temple. His heart was filled with anger, and he immediately rushed up and into the temple.

The Yinshan faction has its own mastery of light gong, and although the ghost king of Yinshan is a latecomer, when he chased into the palace, Zhao Yizhen's figure was only a few feet in front of him.

This treasure of the Han Dynasty is bound to be obtained, and now that the treasure map is close at hand, how can others be touched. At that moment, he screamed, and his fingers reached out into claws, and his arms suddenly grew more than a foot. Wrapped in a cold lightning, he grabbed Zhao Yizhen's vest. He grabbed it with a heavy hand, although it was extremely sharp and fast, but Zhao Yizhen had already pulled himself up.

Both of them are peerless masters in today's martial arts, and this leap is as fast as lightning. I only heard the sound of "呲剀!", and the ghost king of Yinshan tried his best to make a move, but after all, he was still slow, and only grabbed a piece of cloth on the back of his opponent. He didn't slow down with one blow, and immediately followed behind Zhao Yizhen and went to the plaque on the beam.

That Zhao Yizhen took the lead, and the fuselage method was faster than the rabbit, and in an instant, his arm was the first to be next to the beam plaque. Seeing that he was worthy of success, the Yinshan Ghost King couldn't help but feel anxious.

Immediately, the right palm was pressed down to borrow force, and the body froze in the air, as if walking on the ground. The left arm slapped out with a palm, blowing a black cold and yin wind, and using the "Yama Soul Breaking Hand" that had just slapped Zhang Yingjie, intending to kill this opponent who was competing for the treasure map with himself under the palm.

Zhao Yizhen heard in his ears that the ghost king of Yinshan was following closely behind and had already jumped up, knowing that this person's martial arts were unpredictable, and his internal strength cultivation was still above him. Now that the two of them are close to each other, if they don't make a move to repel this person, even if the treasure map is close at hand, they will never want to get it.

It was a palm on the beam plaque, and he was not in a hurry to lift the plaque to find the location of the treasure map. Instead, the power of the "Five Peaks Dynasty Sect" was transported to Mancheng, and the sleeves of the robe were stretched like an iron wall, and they swept backwards with a wave.

At this time, the Yinshan Ghost King slapped out with one palm, and suddenly felt that the strong wind puffed up by the head sleeve shirt was pressing on his face. Immediately after that, there was a sound of "bang!", as if there was a thunderclap in mid-air, which shook the beams and trees of the Daxiong Treasure Hall and splashed dust everywhere. The "Yama Soul Breaking Hand" attacked by the left arm of the Yinshan Ghost King was slashing on Zhao Yizhen's wall-sleeved robe. His body was also unstable in mid-emptiness, and he had to fall down.

This one was only in an instant, and the two of them had already used their own cultivation skills. The body of the ghost king of Yinshan fell outside Zhang Xu Kai, and he stood still. And Zhao Yizhen on the beam reversed his hand and took the opportunity to remove the plaque at the head of the hall. Seeing that there was a wooden box hidden behind it, he held it in his hand with his outstretched arm.

At this time, many people outside had already rushed into the hall, and when they saw that all they saw was the ghost king of Yinshan retreating and standing in the center of the hall, Zhao Yizhen stood on the beam of the hall with a wooden box in his hand, and the plaque at the head of the hall fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Followed by a scorching palm-shaped rag that had turned a burnt purple color.

More than ten Taoist priests from the Huashan faction had already arrived, and at this time, they all jumped up and protected Zhao Yizhen with their swords. Lu Zitong, Liu Shaoyang and other people from the Five Elements Gate saw that the situation was like this, and they all watched secretly. Zhao Yizhen's heart was wide when he saw his own people coming, so he raised his arm to inspect and look. But I saw that there was a hollowed-out handprint on the sleeve robe. The edge of the cloth is purple and black, and there is a smell of scorching.

Although his heart was already in his heart, his face was still full of indifference, and he smiled and said: "Old ghost of Yinshan, your kung fu of 'Yama Soul Breaking Hand' is really handsome! Little old man, my martial arts were inferior to you eighteen years ago, and I have been obsessed with years in these years. I'm afraid that now that the martial arts are clearly right, they are not your opponents!"

The Yinshan Ghost King snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice: "No matter how powerful the martial arts of this seat are, it can't match your poor and sour calculation methods. It's just that although you have snatched the treasure map in your hand now, it is not so easy to retreat from the whole body today!"

The five masked black-clothed men who had gone up the mountain with him before, except for Venerable Balu, who had been slapped to death by Zhang Yingjie, the remaining four people came out in unison, guarding the front and back of more than ten people including Zhao Yizhen, and everyone looked at each other angrily. The dozens of leaders of the Flying Eagle Gang in the hall also dispersed to surround everyone in the Huashan faction.

Wu Tianke saw that Zhao Yizhen snatched the treasure map in his hand, and also shouted: "Zhao Laodao, this Chen Gong treasure is something that the ghost king wants, how can you allow this bull's nose to covet it." If you offer it with both hands now, the ghost king may no longer care about you. But if you insist on going your own way and want to escape with the picture, I am afraid that I will give my life in vain for this lucky greed!"

Zhao Yizhen snorted and laughed loudly: "You demons came to seize this treasure map to destroy the world for your own selfish desires, which is a great evil that people and gods are angry about. Poor Dao took this treasure map, in order to uphold the way of heaven, magnify my Xuanmen Huashan lineage, and be good and harmless to the common people. The old man did what he had made up his mind to do, how could he be coerced by you!" As he spoke, he jumped down from the beam and stood next to the statue of Sakyamuni at the head of the main hall.

At this time, he got the treasure map as he wished, and there was quite a lot of color between his eyebrows. raised his eyes and looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "All the friends of the rivers and lakes present, this treasure map with the treasure of Chen Gong is now obtained by my Zhao. If any of them act in vain, or if they are unwilling to be embarrassed by poverty, I will first ...... this picture."

Zhao Yizhen was only halfway through his words, and suddenly felt that the vest was a little small, and suddenly a cold wind hit him, and it was already impossible to avoid it. It turned out that the divine tent next to the statue of the Buddha suddenly opened and flashed out, with both arms and palms up and down, and in an instant, it was able to slap on Zhao Yizhen's back!

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