The old Taoist priest was about to open his mouth to speak, but he felt that the broken temple where he was had been locked by someone with a gas machine, and turned his head to look out of the door, just as a woman in Taoist costume pressed the sword light in front of the temple.

As a practitioner, Lao Tao has his own set of methods for looking at people's roots, age, and so on. Originally, it was used when accepting apprentices, to confirm whether the apprentice's talent value is worth receiving, and it is no problem to use it here at this time.

Lao Dao saw that it was a yellow-haired girl of about twenty, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth. At the same time, he made a smug gesture to the black dog lying in the corner, but saw that it closed its eyes and didn't look at it, so he was bored.

The black dog turned his head in the old way, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a smile, and the smile was full of sarcasm.

Lao Dao was just about to talk to the woman in Taoist costumes, when his mouth opened, and he saw the silver flying sword suspended beside her, and let out a clear sword sound, and then turned into a sword light that was more than four feet long, sweeping towards the broken temple.

Yang Jin's sudden blow made Lao Dao swallow all the words that came to his mouth.

While secretly scolding in his heart, 'Only women and villains are difficult to raise', he took out a puff of smoke and turned it into a barrier to protect the broken temple inside.

Lao Dao held the Yunxia shield and shouted to Yang Jin: "I said little girl, can't you talk well?" ”

Yang Jin turned a deaf ear, she didn't come to reason in the first place, she came here this time to teach Lao Dao a lesson, she was going to demolish this broken temple.

With a blank expression, a sword slammed into the old Dao's smoke barrier, each blow contained a huge force, and the barrier rumbled and the earth trembled.

No matter where there will be no shortage of onlookers eating melons, at this time, many nearby players are stepping on flying swords in the air to watch from afar, for fear of affecting themselves.

Everyone smacked their tongues when they saw this scene, this was the imperial envoy's flying sword attack, and it was clearly a female giant spirit god holding a big mace and slamming it at the poor little temple.

Lao Dao is not good at stubble, so he endured the anger in his heart for his own plan, and talked to Yang Jin in a good voice, but he didn't expect the other party to appreciate it at all.

All right! Dao Ye didn't want to do anything with you, a little girl. Since you don't know what to do, let's subdue you first, and then talk about other things.

Lao Dao was ruthless in his heart, flicked his fingers, and a blood-colored small sword flew out, and the scarlet light shone all around, and the flying out broke and Yang Jin's sword was entangled.

When Yang Jin first saw the blood-colored little sword of the old way, he frowned, thinking that he had encountered someone from the Demon Sect and was about to make a ruthless move.

After thinking about it again, Lao Dao must be a person from Qingcheng, since Qingcheng acquiesced to Lao Dao's existence, he didn't take action to eradicate it. Thinking about it, Lao Dao probably only practiced some more evil exercises before he was driven here from Qingcheng.

Yang Jin didn't like it in his heart, and the strength on the sword was added a few points, and the silver light was bright, and every blow could make the blood-colored little sword retreat by a few feet.

Lao Dao's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't expect Yang Jin to have any strength left, and immediately increased the power on the blood-colored little sword.

The two contended, and the red and silver colors each occupied half of the sky, and each half of the sky was reflected in red or silver and white.

Since the ruined temple was not far from the village, neither of them fully unfolded their sword light, trying to avoid causing damage to the small village.

Although the two suppressed their strength, the scene of flying swords fighting each other was still spectacular. Two sword lights, one silver and one red, kept entwining and colliding in the air, and one shock wave after another swept away from the place where the two sides collided.

The onlookers in the air are farther away, for fear that they will be affected and lose their experience in vain.

The two sword lights looked like two giant dragons fighting in the air from a distance, constantly colliding, separating, colliding, and repeating the process all the time, except that the red dragon was obviously weaker than the silver dragon.

Yang Jin saw that although his flying sword had an advantage, he couldn't attack it for a long time, and guessed that Lao Dao's swordsmanship was not bad, and it might even be stronger than her.

She decided not to continue, if she accidentally hurt the people of the small village, it would be more karmic for herself.

At that moment, the Buddha seal was raised in his left hand, and his right hand leaned forward, and at the same time, a huge golden palm appeared in the air. The golden giant palm is like a substance, the palm prints on it are clearly visible, and each finger needs at least two people to hug it to be encircled, and the broken temple is more like a toy in comparison.

Lao Dao recognized the giant palm that was slapped in the air, which was clearly the Donkey Kong Sumeru Divine Palm in the Supreme Demon Subduing Secret Method of Buddhism "Dajantan Buddhism".

At this time, I was shocked to realize that I had kicked the iron plate, this little girl can have such mana at a young age, it must be the reincarnation of which person, coupled with the strangeness of the Buddhism's exercises, it is not difficult to retain the mana of the previous life.

Lao Dao couldn't just be restrained, gritted his teeth, took out a white jade vial the thickness of his index finger, and poured the liquid inside onto his finger.

When the black dog took out the white jade vial, he turned his head to look over and saw Lao Dao pouring out a cloud of red blood from the white jade vial.

The blood was poured out of the vial, and instead of falling out in all directions, it condensed on the fingertips of the old man, about the size of a pea.

Lao Dao immediately put away the white jade vial, and at the same time, his fingers dripping with blood quickly swiped in the air, drawing a strange text glittering with blood in the air.

This word is known to the black dog, and it is the word 'Jiao' in a ghost seal.

As soon as the blood word was formed, it turned into a blood-colored small Jiao, and flew out of the broken temple with a low groan, expanding rapidly, rising into the sky and colliding with the Donkey Kong Sumeru Divine Palm.

Yang Jin narrowed her eyes, her eyes overflowed with cold light, this spell was already close to magic, if she hadn't promised Zhu Mei, she would have abandoned this old way a long time ago.

However, he didn't plan to let go of the old way easily, the golden light giant palm in the air lit up with dazzling Buddha light, accompanied by the Sanskrit sound that resounded through the sky, grabbed the blood-colored giant Jiao, and hammered down from the air.

The blood-colored giant Jiao, the smoke shield, and the broken temple were shattered in an instant, and there was only a huge pit left on the ground, an old Taoist with broken clothes and blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and ...... A black dog protected by yellow light.

"Do it yourself!"

Yang Jin glanced at the black dog, left this sentence to Lao Dao, and turned around to leave.

Lao Dao hesitated slightly, and immediately shouted to Yang Jin: "Stay!" ”

Yang Jin's figure stopped, turned around, looked at Lao Dao and said, "What? Would you like to do it again? ”

Lao Dao covered his chest with his hands, and was provoked by Yang Jin to a mouthful of blood surged, and immediately forcibly pressed it down, swallowed it back, and said: "Daoist friends have strong mana, and Lao Dao is willing to bow down." ”

"Then what's the matter with you stopping me?"

Yang Jin asked if the arrangement was okay, without any smugness.

"Since I'm not your opponent, how about letting your apprentice have a fight?"

Lao Dao grinned, his teeth were full of blood, and he didn't look like a smile, but full of hideousness.

Yang Jin thought slightly and replied: "Yes!" ”

Lao Dao said: "Just like that, they are probably reluctant, let's add some prizes." ”

"Say."

Lao Dao smiled, his eyes flashed: "If he wins, I will tell him how to obtain an immortal sword technique, and give him the starting sword technique." If my apprentice wins......"

"I want his sword case!"

When Yang Jin heard this, he suddenly raised his head and was about to do it immediately.

Seeing that Yang Jin was about to make a move, Lao Dao hurriedly said, "How do you know that your apprentice is unwilling?" You are not him, you can't decide anything for him! ”

Yang Jin stopped, turned around and left, and said the old words from behind: "I'm here waiting for his reply." ”