Mao and Yin returned to the door of Biyu Xuan. Yin Daoren saw that there was no one in front of the mountain, but he stood up and said loudly: "Head of Yan, I am Yin Han, this time I am at the invitation of Nanhua Hu Daoyou, come to ask for justice, according to the previous conditions, as long as Brother Ling agrees to come out and kowtow to apologize, and then make up a little good Gangying for me, I can let these three real people come back, and please think about it." ”

After that, he glanced at the Mao Daoren, and the two stepped back, just waiting for an answer.

He is just an elder of the lower sect under the Nanhua Sect, and it is good to say that he is only an enemy of Bi Yuxuan, but when a Zhaoyou Tianchi monk intervenes and comes in, he is worried in his heart.

However, Hu Sanquan and the others are disciples of Shangzong Dongtian, and they still have friendships in the past, as long as he still wants to rely on the big sect, then he has to come, but he is unwilling to accept a grudge with Zhaoyou Tianchi, if he can be good, it will be a good thing. However, he was also a little selfish, and he opened his mouth to ask for Gangying, just to take advantage of it.

Yan Xiyue listened to it, and couldn't help but lose color, and said, "Even Yuan Zhenren was arrested?"

Weng Zhiyuan frowned, changed his mind, and sighed with a wry smile: "My junior sister must be careless for a while, with her ability, even if the other party has a treasure, as long as you are careful, it will not be difficult to escape." ”

Yan Xiaoyang clenched his fists, gasped a few times, and was about to stand up to speak, but at this time, he felt a weight on his shoulders, and looked sideways, but it was Guo Ziliang who held him down and shook his head at him.

Wang Caiwei thought for a while, got up and said, "Everyone, sit down, I'll go out and talk to this person." ”

Jiang Zheng stood up and said in a deep voice: "Third Senior Sister......"

Wang Caiwei smiled and said, "It's fine." I don't go far, only in front of the door. After speaking, a cloud rose under his feet, and he walked out of the lobby and soon came to the outside of the mountain gate.

She stood there, dressed in white. The clothes are fluttering, elegant as a lotus, and the wind around the body is relaxed, and there are black and white swaying behind the back, and the momentum is high.

Yin Daoren saw that she came out, and he didn't feel his heart tighten. Now the person who presides over Zhaoyou Tianchi is Wang Caiwei, and behind him stands a disciple of Zhaoyou, which is definitely not something he can fight against, and he unconsciously takes a few steps back.

Wang Caiwei looked at the two of them, and said in a clear voice: "Two Taoist friends, if you want to say that Taoist friends come out to apologize, then Hu Zhenren should first explain clearly why he forcibly took the mount of his fellow Daoist for no reason." ”

Yin Daoren fixed his mind and said forcefully: "According to what I have heard. Obviously, Yan Xiaoyang is unreasonable, why do you say that Hu Zhenren is not. ”

Wang Caiwei didn't argue with him, stared at him, and said: "Since you and I have our own opinions, then we can only decide with strength, I will fight with the two of you, if you lose, I will not pay attention to this matter here." If you win, please stay here as guests. ”

Yin Daoren didn't expect to say nothing. is going to do it, although this is also his intention, but he is a little worried in his heart, if he can really capture this person, how to deal with it?

Wang Caiwei communicated with her heart, "Sister Yin." If I faint, you will be my lord and fly away with me with your sword. ”

A cold voice came from the depths of my heart, "Got it." ”

Her exercises are of the same origin as the Yin Killing Knife, and there is a true spirit. Even if you miss and can't control your mana, when it is critical, you can still act on your behalf.

Yin and Mao Li discussed for a while, and even if they couldn't win, they wouldn't lose to each other, so they agreed: "Okay, just like Wang Zhenren said." ”

Wang Caiwei nodded, and as soon as her mana turned, she went to the clouds, and then raised two fingers, pointing a little below, and suddenly there were two long knives and a white knife that were killed.

The two hurriedly dodged, the knife was not happy, flashed from its side, and then disappeared in the atmosphere, but before they could start to fight back, suddenly the white light on the side of the Mao Dao man flashed, and it was slashing above his shoulder, causing him to stumble, and exclaimed: "It is the Liyuan Yin Yang Flying Knife of Chongyue True View, and Daoists should not be underestimated." ”

Before the words came out, the white knife slashed again, although it couldn't break his talisman robe, but it was about to fall forward, almost unstable.

Yin Daoren was entangled by the flickering and elusive black knife at this moment, and he had no time to distract himself from speaking, so he only responded vaguely, indicating that he knew,

Wang Caiwei looked at Mao Daoren and said: "This person is indeed as the senior brother said, he is just a new hand, but the treasure clothes on his body are tough, and there are those strange jewels, if Yuan Zhenren is careless, he is also easy to miss." ”

She knew that this person could still collect treasures, so she didn't even use magic weapons, but just stood in the distance and slashed the sword.

Yin Daoren was killed in a sweat after only a while, but he finally took the time to sacrifice the talisman magic weapon, and shouted loudly: "Daoist friends don't need the orb, when will they stay?"

Mao Dao people are also distressed, the "Eight Treasures Hanging Pearl" is only thirty zhang away at most, and Wang Caiwei is at least sixty zhang away from them, where can she hurt the opponent?

However, although he didn't have much fighting wisdom, he wouldn't tell Yin Daoren the truth about this, and only replied vaguely: "Now is not the time." ”

He tried to run forward, looking for an opportunity, but whenever he got up to escape, he was slashed by a plain white knife light, although he couldn't tear through the treasure clothes, but the momentum was dissolved, and Shengsheng fell out of the light, unable to close the distance between each other at all.

Wang Caiwei thought in her heart: "Well, this person doesn't make that jewel, and he wants to rush up twice and three times, when the power of the treasure weapon is difficult to reach my body at this moment, even so, just like this now." ”

Although she thought so, she did not relax, although the two were beaten wolf bèi, they did not show the slightest retreat, obviously there are still means to come out.

After Mao Daoren tried several times, he knew that it was difficult to get close to the opponent with his own strength, so he gave up this idea, and after another hard sword split, he took out the 10,000 arrow flag gate from his sleeve and sacrificed it to the sky, hoping to trap Wang Caiwei as if he had just won the trial.

Because of the lessons of the past, Wang Caiwei is always vigilant against the opponent's movements, seeing that after the flag gate flew out, it was divided into ten in an instant, and she didn't have to think about it at all, she knew that this was a magic weapon to win by changing the number, she reacted quickly, only one intention moved, and hundreds of Liyuan Yin Yang flying knives were condensed on the top, and as soon as the edge turned, she swished and killed the past.

Although it was only for a while, the flag gate had already changed more than a thousand, but the next moment, it was smashed one after another by the rushing swords.

However, this flag gate is still in a steady stream of subdivisions, but the speed of its change is far less than the speed of the sword qi slashing, seeing that its number is getting smaller and smaller, but in a moment, there is only a lone flag gate left. In the end, black and white exchanged anger, and suddenly broke the flag gate, turning two section flagpoles into a fall, and from beginning to end, no magic arrow could shoot out.

Seeing this, Mao Daoren was a little overwhelmed, his most powerful means. It is the two treasures brought by the mountain gate, one is the "Eight Treasures Hanging Yang Pearl", and the other is the "Hundred Rags" on the body, the former is not mentioned, the latter can not be resisted except for the real weapon, only a hundred attacks in a row can be broken, just one attack and one defense. And the treasure bead couldn't hurt the enemy, and if he continued to fight, he would definitely lose, so he hurriedly shouted: "Mao Daoyou." Can you try to contain this man, I'm ......"

Before Jean finished speaking, he was slashed in the back again, and suddenly swallowed back half of his words.

In fact, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it still has to be used with its own means, and it is not much of a threat to those who have been fighting for a long time.

Wang Caiwei didn't even use the Yin Killing Knife, so he was powerless to fight back. From beginning to end, there was no chance to use the Eight Treasures Hanging Yang Bead, if it weren't for the tenacity of the treasure clothes on his body. I'm afraid I was already killed on the spot.

Yin Dao scolded secretly, barely avoided the knife light that entangled him, took out a palm-sized stone eagle, and smashed one of them, and heard an eagle roar, and at the same time, a blood light flew up. Turning around his body, two huge wings suddenly rose up behind him, and the sword light fell on his body at this time, but it bounced away from time to time.

This thing was given by the Nanhua faction, and it was refined by the great demon sacrifice with a strong head and four turns. He was able to borrow the mana of this eagle demon in half an hour, especially since this demon was originally an eagle body, and the speed of flying away was incomparably fast, which was suitable for breaking the current predicament.

He was going to use this thing when he was going to use it when his life was handed over, but the Maodao people were invited by him to come down the mountain, and if he fell here, the Heavenly Pavilion would definitely not let him go, but if he didn't take it out, it wouldn't be done.

He shouted, his wings fluttered behind his back, and a gust of wind was set off, and he shook up to the sky and killed where Wang Caiwei stood, and the sword light in the sky split, but they were blocked by a layer of blood light wrapped outside.

Wang Caiwei looked at it, didn't move half a step under her feet, only waved her sleeves lightly, and suddenly a thin mist spread between the two.

This is a small magical power commonly used by female cultivators in the Mingcang School, called "Shuchen Smoke Curtain", as long as the person in the cover is in the body, it can mess up the ears and eyes, so that it is lost and cannot come out for a while.

After all, Yin Daoren had never controlled this kind of mana, and the momentum was too fast, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he plunged into it.

He was still a little flustered at first, afraid that there was something strange in the fog, and he was extremely vigilant, but after a while, he found that he was only blinded, and the rest was not hindered, so he became bold and still rushed forward, but he flew for a long time, but he still did not take off the range of the gray fog.

After separating this person, Wang Caiwei threw all her attention on the Mao Dao man, and with a single move, dozens of flying knives surrounded him, surrounded by groups, to prevent him from escaping, for fear that he would not be able to cut off the treasure clothes, and at the same time transferred dozens of knives to attack together.

Mao Daoren was shocked and said, "Come slowly, come slowly, I'm willing to admit defeat." ”

Wang Caiwei ignored him, and still slashed with the sword, but in an instant, the glimmer of the treasure robe suddenly shattered, but just as he was about to cut off the opponent's head, a mana broke into the formation and slightly deflected the knife.

She was slightly startled, turned her eyes to look, and saw a handsome monk standing in the sky, stepping on a black Jiao, arching her hand to him with a smile, and said, "Senior sister, this person is still useful, and I will spare his life first." ”

Wang Caiwei said happily: "It turned out that the sixth junior brother had arrived, well, let this person go." ”

She threw a piece of paper and went out, and went to a town above the fontanelle of the Maodao people, who was forced by the knife and didn't dare to move, so she had to let her do it, feeling that the top was cold, and the mana was sealed, and there was a sudden feeling of exhaustion all over her body, and she couldn't control the clouds anymore and fell from the sky.

As soon as Wei Zihong beckoned, he raised a mana to hold it up.

As soon as Wang Caiwei took the trick, she also collected the colored smoke.

Yin Daoren's big demon mana on his body at this time has been dispersed, looking left and right, seeing that Mao Daoren was arrested, knowing that he was defeated, his complexion changed several times, thinking about whether to take out the three of them to threaten each other, it can be seen that the two people on the opposite side are expressionless, I don't know how to palpitate, I don't dare to move again, sighed, and arched my hand: "It's the two of me who lost, and I am willing to deal with it with real people." ”

Wang Caiwei also threw out a magic talisman to suppress his mana, and then took the two back to the Biyu Xuan Gate.

After returning to the lobby, Wei Zihong naturally greeted everyone first, and then rescued Lu, Ding, and Yuan, but they were still unconscious, and only after asking Yin Dao did he know that he was afraid that the three of them would get away with it, so he fed him Danshui, and he could not wake up until three days later at the latest.

The foreign enemy is temporarily gone, and everyone is on guard all day, and they are also tired, so they can finally go back to practice pranayama at this time.

After leaving the lobby, Wang Caiwei called Wei Zihong and said, "Senior brother left the Taoist surnamed Mao, but is it to prevent the Mending Heaven Pavilion from interfering in this matter again?"

Wei Zihong shook his head and smiled, and said: "No, I am under the Zhaoyou Sect, how can I be afraid of the Heavenly Pavilion, I want this person, but I want to go to his door afterwards to exchange some danyu to use, but the younger brother is not afraid of his interference, and I expect it to come as much as possible." ”

He went to Fenglinghai and his party, he already vaguely knew that the catastrophe was about to open, and the factions would start a fight, although he didn't know how to plan in the door, but his vision was much higher, thinking that it was useless to kill a few Yuanying monks here, it was better to take the opportunity to capture a few more people, if the other party wanted to put it back by himself, then take the Danyu treasure in exchange.

Hu Sanquan galloped with all his might, and met with a monk surnamed Lin from Taihao Sect halfway, and after one night, he finally returned to the front of the Debi Yuxuan Mountain Gate.

It's just that at this time he heard a news, Yan Yin Daoren had invited a Heaven Replenishing Pavilion monk to come to help in the battle, at first he was still good, and he won several battles, but later he was defeated by Wang Caiwei of Zhaoyou Tianchi, and now he has been imprisoned in Biyu Xuan.

When Hu Sanquan heard this, he couldn't help but feel bad, and secretly scolded a stupid sentence, originally Yin Daoren caught three people, this matter has taken the initiative, and it can be dealt with only after everyone arrives, and his own assertion makes him very passive.

The monk surnamed Lin hesitated for a moment and said, "Hu Zhenren, it seems that Zhaoyou Tianchi is protecting this Biyu Xuan this time, do I really want to make trouble with it?"

Hu Sanquan's expression changed slightly, afraid that he would really retreat, so he smiled and said pretendingly: "Daoist friends and peace of mind, although Biyu Xuan leans on Zhaoyou Tianchi, but its ancestor is my Nanhua disciple, tracing back to the roots, or my Nanhua Sect, we are competing with it, but it is the internal affairs of the faction, and it is a reason to say everything, besides, I went back to the mountains this time, Senior Brother Feng gave me a treasure, and when necessary, I can also go down the mountain to help." ”

Sure enough, when he said this, the monk surnamed Lin had a much more relaxed expression and said, "I don't know what treasure your friend brought?"

Hu Sanquan said with a smile: "This thing must be recognized, and it was also given by your faction back then." He took out a branch and thrust it into the ground, and without watering, he slowly pulled it up, but after more than ten breaths, it grew into a towering tree that stood tall and strong.

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...... (To be continued......) R1292