Outside the Taiyi Temple, there is a simple small thatched hut, the doors and windows are closed, and I don't know how long it has not been opened, and the area is covered with thick dust, as if no one lives in it. But what is strange is that, unlike the ordinary abandoned houses, the thatched huts are covered with cobwebs, birds' nests, insect marks and rat traces, and there is no feeling of dilapidation.

Around the small thatched hut, eight middle-aged female crowns holding long swords with their backs to the thatched hut sat cross-legged, their faces were quiet, and their bodies seemed to be integrated with the mountains and forests.

Yi Tianxing lurked on top of a big tree a hundred zhang away from Taiyi Temple, quietly looking at the small thatched house, motionless.

He has now confirmed the identity of the owner of the thatched hut, but firstly, the other party is still in retreat, and he can't see anyone in the past, and secondly, the eight female Taoist priests guarding the outside of the thatched hut have profound skills, and what is even more terrifying is that they surround the local area and form a large array.

However, Yi Tianxing still chose to wait and see from afar, and there was always a surge of anticipation in his heart, that is, to witness the moment when the owner of the hut came out of the customs. He scolded himself for being bored more than once in his heart, and reminded himself again and again that as long as the owner of the hut was out of the customs, he could go to meet him at any time, but after scolding, he always came outside the hut involuntarily.

In the past few days, every two hours of the meridian, the inside of the thatched hut will exude an amazing momentum, according to Yi Tianxing's understanding, the day when the owner of the thatched hut leaves the customs should be in these days, so he is more eager to hide in the woods, waiting anxiously.

With a squeak, the door of Taiyi Guan suddenly opened, and a young woman with a long sword and a graceful posture walked out, followed by a middle-aged man with a majestic face and a strong sword, and a young man with a face like Fu Fan and a lip dyed Danzhu.

The three of them walked in front of a female sword crown before they made up their minds. The leading woman saluted, "Aunt Miaochen, we are here. ”

Miaochen Daogu nodded: "Recently, there have been a lot of boring people in the mountains, and our eight sisters want to protect the Dharma for Miss Mu, and they can't get up, and the master of the temple must also sit in the original view, and can't leave without permission." So, it's troublesome for Senior Brother Peng and the two nephews. ”

The young man said with a proud expression: "Demon clown, I don't know how thick the sky is! Are the guests of our Fengshan Sword Sect also harassed by them? Senior Aunt Miaochen, don't worry, with me, no one can get close to our Taiyi Temple!" Speaking of Guan Zi, his voice suddenly rose, like spring thunder rolling, and then with a wave of his hand, a cold light flew out of his sleeve, like a startling dragon, and lightning shot towards Yi Tianxing.

His sudden shout was very reckless, and he was caught off guard, the eight sword-holding female crowns and the two people who were walking with the young man all felt that their eardrums were buzzing, that girl was of low rank, but she didn't dare to do anything, the eight sword-holding female crowns couldn't help but look at the middle-aged swordsman with their eyes.

The middle-aged swordsman Peng Bofu's face was swollen red, extremely embarrassed, this young man Peng Yibi is his son, relying on his father is a famous member of the Fengshan Sword Sect, and his mother is the princess of the Yu Kingdom, both sides of the rivers and lakes and the court have great backers, arrogant and willful since childhood, although his nature is not evil, but he does things from taking care of others, this shout, reckless, his own people were taken aback at most, if he disturbed the owner of the thatched house, he made people's years of hard work go to waste, and even went mad and died on the spot, and the reputation of the Fengshan Sword Sect for thousands of years would be ruined.

However, Peng Bofu was angry and angry, his son was spoiled by his mother since he was a child, and he never took his words as a father in his eyes, and he had no way to take it, so he was not scolded or scolded under the angry eyes of his sisters and sisters, and his depression was indescribable.

Yi Tianxing saw the sword light flying up on the opposite side, but he was shocked and angry in his heart, and he was shocked that the Fengshan Sword Sect really deserved to be a famous sect inherited from ancient times, and any young man who came out could see through his own deeds, and he was so angry that this young man was extremely bastard, and he actually shouted loudly at the door of the retreat, completely ignoring the safety of the other party!

As soon as his mind turned, Yi Tianxing made up his mind to teach this stunned young man a lesson, and sneered: "The pearl of rice grains also shines!" His right hand stretched out, and as soon as his index finger and middle finger were closed, he clamped the cold light, but it was a willow leaf short sword.

Yi Tianxing's voice was full of disdain: "Broken copper and iron, also thrown out to show your eyes?!" With two fingers, as if sharp scissors, he clamped the willow leaf short sword into two sections, and then kicked the trunk with both feet, and his body was like a bat, soaring into the air and leaping into the distance.

Peng Yibi was furious when he saw this, his birth was special, both of his parents had a first-class martial arts inheritance, and he had a lot of contact with the inner guards in the capital on weekdays, and he had rich experience in martial arts, plus his father was willing to listen to his wife, but the way of civil and martial arts, he was very strict with him, and he did not give in at all, and his martial arts foundation was very strong, far from being comparable to a gentleman who did not learn and did not know how to do it, and he thought very highly of himself on weekdays, where could anyone be so despised?

"Little thief, don't run!" Peng Yibi stretched out his arms, turned into an eagle with wings, and flew in the direction that Yi Tianxing left.

Peng Bofu was afraid of losing something, so he turned to the girl and said, "Lu Yi, stay here, I'll go and see!"

The girl Ning Luyi smiled and nodded, and waited until the Peng family's father and son were gone, and then said to Miaochen Daogu: "Senior Brother Peng is really anxious, he doesn't want to think about the thief he can find, how can Miaochen not know? This thief must be difficult to deal with, otherwise Miaochen's sword qi will be solved, why leave him there to snoop?"

Miaochen Dao Gu scolded with a smile: "You ghost spirit spirit!" said with a blank face: "That young man comes every day, his qi sensing ability is very keen, and every time he hides in a place that is just outside the shroud range of our Divine Sword Array, his skills are not low. I didn't pay attention to it when I saw that he didn't make trouble, I didn't think that the Peng family's master and nephew were so reckless and provoked this person for no reason, I don't know how this matter will end?"

Ning Luyi smiled and said: "Senior Brother Peng has already followed, what is there to be afraid of? If Senior Brother Peng wins, Senior Uncle Peng is a good man, and he will definitely stop him from killing him; if Senior Brother Peng loses, with Senior Uncle Peng present, can he still be injured by that person?"

As soon as Ning Luyi's words fell, he heard a flirtatious voice from the woods: "What a beauty, even if the legendary woman doesn't appear, this prince will be worth the trip." ”

"Where is the madman?" Ning Luyi is also a few masters of the younger generation of the Fengshan Sword Sect, he has always been arrogant, where can he stand this kind of words, he immediately raised his eyebrows, drew his sword in his hand, and pointed to the depths of the woods.

"A girl should be a female celebrity at home, dancing with a knife and sword, what kind of body should be?" A strangely dressed young man in a six-tusked white elephant with a blood-red python embroidered on his chest, nearly thirty years old, walked out of the forest, with a flirtatious smile on his face, holding a curved and strange-shaped staff in his hand, and slowly walked out. This young man is not from the Red Emperor clan at first glance, his skin is light brown, golden pupils, a gold ring about a foot in diameter hangs on his right ear, and a purple-red birthmark on his eyebrows, which is shaped like a human head that has been stepped on by someone, which makes people uncomfortable to look at.

To his right and left, slightly behind him, stood an old man. The man on the left has silver eyebrows and holds a book in his hand, if it weren't for the eagle-nosed harrier eyes and fierce face, he looks like an old Confucian, and the man on the right is burly, full of red light, carrying a huge guillotine as wide as a door, and his eyes the size of copper bells are fierce, as if he wants to choose someone to eat.

Miaochen Daogu's face changed: "Be careful, the old man with the book is Xiao Yan, the white-eyed owl, this person's martial arts are treacherous and changeable, and he is good at using hidden weapons, he committed a crime in the Yuezhou area thirty years ago, and he committed many crimes, and was later chased and killed by the hero Lu Tianyang, and there is no news, I thought he would have been ambushed a long time ago, and I didn't expect to be alive in the world." The old man carrying the knife should be a bloodthirsty man, a man, a native of Jingzhou, born with divine power, copper skin and iron bones, and a brutal temperament, who often kills people for no reason for fun, and is a madman. ”

Ning Luyi didn't hear Miaochen Daogu introduce that young man, presumably not a person who made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, but this person actually walked in front of the two murderers of the world, obviously either with a lot of power behind him, or because his martial arts were strong, enough to make Xiao Yan and Yiou bow their heads, and they didn't dare to slack off in their hearts, and immediately shouted: "Who are you?"

The young man grinned, "This prince is Sara Shengye, the eldest son of King Vishnu of the Houtianzhu Kingdom of Jingzhou. ”

Ning Luyi's heart sank, now the power of the Hou Tianzhu Kingdom is divided into five points, the Hou Tianzhu Emperor Veda Ming, the Monro Sect Master Yan Shiva, the Body Poison King Manu Fanzi, the King of Vishnu Sara Unur, and the Sinhala King Kshatrija, each has huge power and influence, containing and compromising with each other, and jointly ruling the Hou Tianzhu Kingdom. This Sara Shengye's name is the prince, and in fact there is no difference between the prince and the prince, and he can't think of the rumors that the owner of the hut has recruited a son-in-law, so he has attracted this kind of person.

Zhongzhou has always been the symbol of the orthodox court of Shenzhou since the former Yuan hegemony set the capital, and the world is unified, and Zhongzhou must be the capital, which is already a self-evident thing in Shenzhou.

Fengshan Sword Sect is located in the special region of Zhongzhou, destined to be different from other ancient sects, they can not be separated from the imperial court, no imperial court will sit back and watch a Jianghu sect that maintains congenital hostility to the regime exist under their noses, and in fact, the Fengshan Sword Sect is indeed different from other ancient sects, several ancestors who established the Fengshan Sword Sect are ancient monks who have assisted Yuanba, and later saw that after Yuanba's death, the heroes rose together, and the state affairs were irretrievable, so they retired and sealed the mountain and created the Fengshan Sword Sect.

For thousands of years, the position of the Fengshan Sword Sect has been very subtle, and it is intricate with other ancient sects, both enemies and friends, but there is one thing, the Fengshan Sword Sect has always insisted on the same front as the country that controls Zhongzhou, so that there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that those who win Zhongzhou will be closed.

Therefore, Ning Luyi can not mind the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, the martial arts family, the Qingzhou Ming family, the Liuxia Villa and other forces, in her eyes are nothing, and she will not have the slightest fear in the face of the heirs of the Tianshan Sword Sect of comparable status, but she can't treat foreign princes like ordinary people in the rivers and lakes. The person in front of her, if she responds a little inappropriately, I am afraid that it will cause the two countries to become hostile, so she can't help but have scruples.

Sara Shengye caught a trace of hesitation and weakness in Ning Luyi's eyes, and felt happy in his heart, and laughed and said: "The little beauty is really exquisite, knowledgeable, and interesting, come and accompany this prince, hehe!"

Ning Luyi only felt that the strong wind was hitting her face, and a strong traction pulled her forward, and she was shocked, and hurriedly made a thousand pound fall, stabilized her figure, and shouted: "Prince Sarah, how can you be so rude?!"

Sara Shengye sighed, his beckoning seemed to be an understatement, but in fact, it was a secret technique that made his door a combination of law and martial arts, which was already his biggest reliance on capturing the enemy, although there were many other means, but most of them were killing skills, he was pretentious and merciful everywhere, of course, he would not destroy the flowers with his hands without saying a word, so he had no way to make a move.

Sara Shengye's unwilling eyes rolled, and suddenly he smiled and said, "Elder Xiao, please come over!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan slowly closed the page, inserted the scroll into his waist, and walked towards Ning Luyi with a solemn face. He has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and his ears are calloused when he hears the prestige of the Fengshan Sword Sect, so he naturally does not dare to slack off.

Ning Luyi's eyebrows were worried, and she condensed her anger on the blade, Sara Shengye's identity was there, she was not good to offend and ruthless, Xiao Yan, a one-legged thief who was unrelenting, was just a dog leg who fled abroad and was sheltered by the forces of other countries, and if he killed him, he would be killed, without so many worries!

Under the urging of true qi, Ning Luyi's sword edge shook and buzzed, seeing Xiao Yan's cowardice gradually growing, and he scolded Sara Shengye and Ning Lvyi in his abdomen, but he couldn't gain a foothold in Shenzhou, so he fled to a foreign land and became an eagle dog beside King Vishnu, and he couldn't openly disobey Sara Shengye's orders.

With a long sigh to himself, Xiao Yan's figure suddenly accelerated, and he rushed out like lightning, raising his hand to shoot out a cloud of yellow smoke.

Ning Luyi didn't know what kind of medicine it was, so she didn't dare to touch it, so she quickly held her breath and flew back.

Xiao Yan let out a rattling laugh, his body turned around, and his hands attacked in a row, and the yellow smoke did not dissipate, driven by his fierce palm power, he turned into twenty-five yellow spirit snakes, and besieged Ning Luyi from all directions.

Ning Luyi's waist twisted, and his body pierced into the two yellow spirit snakes sideways, seeing that his body was about to pass through, Xiao Yan suddenly shouted: "Explosion!"

Twenty-five yellow spirit snakes burst out in response, turning into a puff of yellow smoke again, enveloping Ning Luyi in it.

Ning Luyi knew that something was wrong, closed her mouth and nose, and the sword light was like an autumn chrysanthemum, blooming from the center of the yellow smoke, forcing the smoke back three feet and rushing out.

As soon as Ning Luyi stood up, he felt that the true qi in his body had a sense of condensation, and it was no longer as good as before, obviously Xiao Yan's poisonous smoke could be effective without inhalation, and he couldn't help but be shocked and angry in his heart, and was about to let go of his hands and feet, and hurry up to kill Xiao Yan, when he heard Miaochen Daogu say lightly: "Luyi, retreat behind me." Although Xiao Yan's Soul Erosion Smoke is vicious and yin-damaged, its power is not high, you can rest assured that you can force the toxin out of your body, and I am here. ”

Xiao Yan snorted, shook his hands, slipped two cylinders from his cuffs, and said to Miaochen Daogu: "Old Daogu, I know that your Fengshan Sword Sect's Fengshen Sword Formation is unparalleled in the world, but I don't need to enter the range of your sword formation to ...... Ah!" Suddenly, Xiao Yan let out a terrible scream, like a wild cat scalded by boiling water, jumped up quickly, and while retreating, he roared angrily: "The Fengshan Sword Sect is famous in vain, and it actually poisons people!"

Miaochen Daogu and Ning Luyi looked at each other and looked at each other with blank expressions.