Clang!

Yang Jian killed all the way to Wen Zhongshuai's banner, Yin Shang Town, the Taishi of the Kingdom, danced the yin and yang double whips in his palm, and greeted him.

In terms of generation, Yang Jian is a disciple of three generations of exposition, and Wen Zhong is a disciple of three generations of interception, under the guidance of Our Lady of Jinling.

In terms of age, Yang Jian has cultivated for hundreds of years, and his cultivation is profound, and Wen Zhong has gray hair, but he has only cultivated for hundreds of years.

Such a fight between two people is a fight.

A three-pointed and two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand was waving continuously, and he had reached the peak of Xuan Immortal, and there was only the last half step left, and he could enter the cultivation of the Golden Immortal.

The fight was only a few rounds, and Wen Zhong could no longer hold the male and female whips in his palm, and was beaten out.

Yang Jian was unforgiving, Xue Liang's sharp blade rotated, and he slashed out fiercely, slashing the void with a sharp sword qi.

Moo!

At the critical moment, the ink qilin under Wen Zhong's crotch let out a low groan, carrying his master and avoiding to the side.

Rao was like this, Wen Zhong couldn't completely avoid Yang Jian's knife, and his chest was injured by the knife wind, and a hideous and terrifying wound was cracked.

Blood was dripping and flesh was turned upside down.

"Ahh Under the pain, Wen Zhong screamed miserably.

Taishi is injured!

On the battlefield, a soldier is the courage of a general and the soul of a soldier. Under Xiqi's all-out attack, the reason why the Yin Shang army was not completely defeated for a long time was entirely because of the existence of Wen Zhong, the pillar of optimus.

Wen Zhong served as the king of the three generations of Yin Shang, Wen Ke ruled the country, and Wu Neng Anbang, and was the first person in the Yin Shang military and political sides.

Seeing that the undefeated Taishi was injured, the hearts of the Yin Shang army were immediately infected with a layer of haze, and the 300,000 army that had been barely supported was defeated on all fronts.

Yin Shang has lost his last confidence!

Ji Fa, who was standing on the head of Xiqi City, had a thick ecstasy in his eyes, from now on, this world will be his!

Even Wen Zhong lost, just ask who else can stop him from entering the court and seizing that throne!

Ji Fa has already begun to fantasize about entering the court song, killing the queen of the dynasty, ascending to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and sitting on the beauty of the world!

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"Huh!" Huashan, Ming Xiaoyang was invited to the house by Yang Chan, and chatted with each other about their cultivation experience and experience.

Ming Xiaoyang even took out the jokes of later generations to make Yang Chan happy.

Break away from the awkward atmosphere just now, and enjoy it.

Yang Chan personally brewed a pot of fragrant tea and invited Ming Xiaoyang to enjoy it. Holding a celadon tea cup in his hand, Ming Xiaoyang's joyful expression changed, revealing a look of surprise.

"Brother Ming, what's wrong?" Yang Chan saw that Ming Xiaoyang was there, and asked puzzledly.

Ming Xiaoyang said casually: "It's nothing, it's just that this catastrophe has been discovered, and the outcome has been decided." Yin Shang's luck is weak, and there is no hope! ”

Within the catastrophe, the catastrophe rises, covering the heavens.

In the past, the immortals who could penetrate everything and knew the cause and effect could not accurately grasp the heavenly opportunities.

But not being able to grasp it does not mean that it cannot be calculated.

Ming Xiaoyang Tianxin operated, and found that Yin Shang's luck was exhausted, and Xiqi's luck was even better, combined with time, he immediately knew everything.

Most of the time Wen Zhong was defeated, and Yin Shang was about to lose or had already lost the last pillar!

"That's great." When Yang Chan heard this, she was overjoyed, "Then my second brother and them, are they all right?" ”

Although she did not personally participate in the catastrophe, Yang Chan also knew a little about it, and she was always worried about the safety of her second brother.

Now that he heard that Yin Shang was in decline, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't be too happy." Seeing Yang Chan's eyebrows dancing, Ming Xiaoyang poured a basin of cold water, "As long as there is no victory, the situation will still take a turn for the better." ”

"Maybe your second brother was so unlucky, at the last moment, he died on the battlefield!"

"You!" Yang Chan was angry, her eyes were round, "Can't you say something nice?" ”

"Absolutely." Ming Xiaoyang is as good as a stream, "Don't worry, there is a god list, even if Yang Jian really dies on the battlefield, he can be a god and will not leave you!" ”

"You!" Yang Chan was confused, and the gentle man in front of her only felt that he was so annoying.

Can't you talk well?

"Don't worry." Seeing that Yang Chan's expression became unkind, Ming Xiaoyang quickly changed the topic, "I have enough confidence in your second brother, he will definitely not have an accident." ”

"Instead of worrying about his comfort, it is better to worry about his family affairs."

"What do you mean?" Yang Chan's tense cheeks eased and asked rhetorically.

Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes at Yang Chan, "What do you mean?" Let your second brother take care of his woman, I am on Jiuhua Mountain, and I have heard rumors that your second brother and sister-in-law are not in harmony. ”

"This?" Yang Chanqiao had a melancholy expression on her face, "This is the second brother's family matter, and I'm a younger sister, so it's inconvenient to interfere!" ”

"You unmarried sister-in-law, why can't you interfere?" Ming Xiaoyang instigated, "If you really marry someone, such as me, then you will become someone else, and naturally you can't take care of your brother and sister-in-law's family affairs." ”

"But the problem is that you are not married yet, and you are still a member of the Yang family. Even if it is a folk, it is not a new thing for an unmarried sister-in-law to live with her brother and sister-in-law, you have nothing to do to persuade your brother and sister-in-law, what's wrong with this? ”

"This?" As an insider who witnessed the third princess of Xihai Ao Cunxin marrying her second brother, she knows even more that over the years, the second brother has endured her sister-in-law.

Yang Chan has always wanted to persuade her sister-in-law not to continue to make trouble unreasonably, but she has lost face.

Now that I heard Ming Xiaoyang say this, I thought of everything I had seen around Huashan over the years, and I was a little moved.

"Yes...... But my sister-in-law has always disliked me. Touched in her heart, Yang Chan looked shy, and said intermittently.

"What if she doesn't like you?" Ming Xiaoyang couldn't add, "Do you know, why do things in your second brother's family keep tossing?" It's because you and your second brother tolerate the third princess everywhere. ”

"She is originally a rude and willful character, and your concessions will not make her feel a little grateful, but will only encourage her barbarism."

"If you have nothing to do, you have nothing to do with her, anyway, if you leave the Yang Mansion, she has nowhere else to go, suppressing her arrogance will naturally make her restrain a little bit."

Yang Chan recalled her contact with that sister-in-law, and had to agree that what Ming Xiaoyang said made sense.

She and her second brother have endured enough, it's time to give Ao Cunxin a little color.

It's just that isn't it too ruthless?

"Does that work?" Yang Chan opened a pair of dazzling eyes like crystals and asked.

"My sister-in-law saved my second brother's life back then, and even more so for my second brother, I couldn't even go home!"

"They're two now." Ming Xiaoyang didn't have a good air, "It's not a friend, what kind of kindness do you care?" ”

"Husband and wife, but they are one." Ming Xiaoyang stood up and slapped Yang Chan on the shoulder.

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