"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, a hundred people are ferryed by boat, I don't know why. There are thousands of living people, and they don't know what they want. The best is like this, and the poor road has benefited a lot, and I have seen two donors. ”

An old, clear voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Chen Wan'er and the others.

Yang Xuan's body was shocked, and he quickly jumped in front of Chen Wan'er, firmly protecting Chen Wan'er with his body.

"Boom!" The long knife was already in his hand.

Yang Xuan stared at the visitor vigilantly, and he didn't know when a thin old man stood in the courtyard. A shabby apricot yellow robe was worn on his body, like a layer of yellow cloth wrapped in a flagpole, constantly swaggering in the wind. Small mouth and thin lips, a pair of big eyes squinting, ears over the shoulder, a kind eyebrow. A ruler-long snow-white beard is carefully groomed. The expression of happiness on his face has a smell of fairy wind bones, which makes people feel close and harmless.

But Yang Xuan didn't relax a little, he asked himself that his skills were not weak, but this person could quietly approach him within five steps, and he didn't notice it. There's only one explanation for that, master! A master who is much more powerful than him.

Yang Xuan felt the pressure from the other party hitting him wave after wave like a tidal wave, each wave he had to resist with all his might, he felt like a broken earth embankment resisting a raging flood, he didn't know which wave of impact it would completely collapse.

"Who is the Taoist leader?" He gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice.

"Poor thoughts." The old monk is still kind and kind-eyed, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

It seemed as if he hadn't done anything, but as a top master, the pressure on Yang Xuan was like a mountain, making Yang Xuan sweat coldly.

"Where did it come from?"

"From where it came."

"Where are we going?"

"Go somewhere to go."

"What's going on?"

"Save all peoples."

Every time he answered, the pressure in Yang Xuan's heart was a little heavier.

"Why, do Taoist priests also play the Zen language of Buddhism? Saving all peoples? I think you're a lie! Yang Xuan couldn't bear the pressure anymore, he roared, shook his long knife, pulled out three knife flowers, and slashed towards Wei Nian from the upper, middle, and lower directions respectively.

This was the first time Yang Xuan had shown his skills, and even those who didn't know martial arts could see that Yang Xuan was much more clever than Ding Chen and the others. His knife technique is a fast, one knife out, turned into three knives, directly cut into the throat, chest, and lower abdomen of Wei Nian Lao Dao, each knife is to kill the enemy must be saved. When he used to fight the enemy, as long as this knife was cut out, there was no disadvantage, and no enemy could escape from this sword.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, why should the donor bother with murderous thoughts." Wei Nian was still standing on the ground, even closing his eyes.

"Bullnose arrogance!" Yang Xuan shouted, and added a little more strength to his hand, and the long knife turned into three bolts of lightning, as if he was going to directly cut Wei Nian into four sections.

Extremely fast, as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, only three long snowy afterimages could be seen, pulling out three white horses in the air, this was the most proud knife in Yang Xuan's life.

Yang Xuan's knife was not sharp, and it was killed in front of Wei Nian's eyes in a blink of an eye, and Wei Nian was about to be in a different place and blood splattered on the spot. But Wei Nian still didn't dodge, the blade was coming in a blink of an eye, and Wei Nian's chest could already feel the coldness of the tip of the knife.

He raised his hand suddenly, slowly, as if to brush the dust off his chest.

"Ding!" With the crisp sound of metal clashing, Wei Nian accurately pinched the tip of Yang Xuan's knife with two fingers. Fixed Yang Xuan's long knife on his chest.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, Yang Xuan still maintained the posture of rushing forward, and the long knife was only a little bit close to cutting into Wei Nian's chest, but he couldn't move an inch anymore.

Wei Nian was still expressionless, standing with her eyes slightly closed. At this time, the two of them are like a pair of stone statues carved from marble.

Cold sweat slowly dripped down Yang Xuan's forehead, and the strength of Wei Nian was beyond his cognition, so he seemed to stretch out his hand slowly, but in fact, it was extremely fast, and the last hair came first, clamping the most proud knife in his life.

That's right, it's pinched, it's pinched with your fingers. Those were obviously the most ordinary two fingers, but the sound of metal colliding "ding!" "How do you explain the sound? Iron cloth shirts? Golden bell jar?

Yang Xuan decisively let go and retreated, "Madam, go quickly!" With a shout, he soared into the air, jumped high over Wei Nian's head, bent his knees, and smashed fiercely on the top of Wei Nian's head.

Wei Nian still stretched out her hand again so lightly, gently holding Yang Xuan's knees. A strange scene happened again, Yang Xuan seemed to be frozen, and the whole person maintained a falling posture and stood still on the top of Wei Nian's head.

Yang Xuan's face was even more shocked, if the empty-handed long knife just now could still be explained, then what was it now? Immobilization? This is completely contrary to the principles of nature.

He yelled in disbelief, and pressed his knees down again, but Wei Nian's thin hand was like stone made of iron, and it didn't move.

Is this a demon law? Yang Xuan's face instantly turned pale, and a heavy sense of frustration flashed in his heart.

"What a demon!" At this moment, two loud shouts suddenly sounded behind the two of them.

Two sword lights, one left and one right, parallel to the two ribs, the same momentum is like thunder, fierce and abnormal.

But it was Ding Chen and Su Dingnan who heard the sound of fighting in the courtyard and hurriedly rushed over with weapons.

Wei Nian smiled slightly, his left hand flexed his fingers, and he shot out like lightning, obviously the tips of the two knives were far apart, but in his eyes, it almost seemed as if they were bouncing on the tips of the two knives at the same time.

"Ding, ding!"

With two crisp sounds, the two long knives bounced off like an electric shock, and the blades trembled like bowstrings.

Ding Chen and Su Dingnan are tigers

There was a huge shock, and he could no longer grasp the handle of the knife, and the long knife came out of his hand. The two of them's faces changed drastically, and they quickly took a step back, and immediately assumed a defensive posture, glancing at each other, and both saw the shocked look in each other's eyes.

For a moment, the four of them quietly confronted each other.

"My three friends have always been reckless, I wonder if the Taoist can put down this friend above me first?" Seeing that Yang Xuan and the three of them couldn't help this old man of unknown origin, Chen Wan'er had no fear on her face, but she walked up and down in front of Wei Nian in her heart, and she was blessed.

"There is no malice in the poor way, and this is really the purification of sentient beings." Wei Nian withdrew his palm.

"Wang Jushi has had a lot of people alive in the past few months, and he is so polite." Wei Nian smiled appreciatively at Chen Wan'er, the thumb of her right hand pinched the sub-position of her right hand, and the thumb of her left hand passed through the tiger's mouth of her right hand and pinched it in the internal labor, a standard yin and yang meridian formula, and then a big stroke.

Seeing Wei Nian's behavior, thinking that Wei Nian had never spoken ill of her, nor did she do anything to hurt everyone, Chen Wan'er felt a lot more settled.

"Dao Chief, you don't have to be polite, this is what a little girl should do." Chen Wan'er scooped up Wei Nian's hands.

"There are many people who don't do what they should do." A hint of annoyance flashed across Wei Nian's face.

The two of them were still greeting each other, and Yang Xuan landed steadily on the ground with a backflip, strode to Chen Wan'er's side, clenched his double knives, and still stared at Wei Nian vigilantly. Ding Chen and the others saw it, and walked to the side of the courtyard respectively, and together with Yang Xuan, they formed a triangle to surround Wei Nian.

Wei Nian had already noticed the movements of the three of them, but she only smiled slightly, and did not break it.

"I don't know why I've been here for a long time?" Chen Wan'er brought the topic to the point.

Wei Nian smiled again, "Poor Dao said, Pudu sentient beings!" ”

"Purdue sentient beings? The Taoist said with a smile, there was only one person here who was seriously injured. Chen Wan'er smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"He is all beings, and all beings are him. To cross him is to cross sentient beings, and to cross sentient beings is to cross him. Wei Nian said solemnly.

Chen Wan'er and Yang Xuan's breathing suddenly became heavy, although they didn't understand what Wei Nian meant. But they understood that this skill, which was almost demonic, could save Qin Wang. No matter what his purpose was, Yang Xuan immediately wanted to agree, and he would talk about it after he lived first, and he didn't care what happened to him in the future.

"What the Taoist means, the little girl doesn't understand." After all, Chen Wan'er was careful, so she held back her excitement and asked first.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the leaves fall on the autumn solstice, and the water will come naturally, why should the layman force it?" Wei Nian didn't say anything, and started Zen again.

"Madam, don't listen to this demon's nonsense, I've been talking for so long, and I haven't made anything clear." Ding Chen finally reluctantly pointed a knife at Wei Nian and shouted.

"Ding Chen stopped, the master said that he could save the owner." Yang Xuan glared at Ding Chen fiercely.