Yang Ming said to the few people behind him, "After I push the door open, everyone will be more vigilant, although judging from the current situation, there is no one inside, but just in case, we can't let our guard down."

Yang Ming stepped forward quickly, pulled out the long knife at his waist, and then an internal force erupted from his hand, pushing the door open in an instant. Then he was the first to enter the temple, followed by Twilight Rain.

A statue of the Buddha that was about to collapse came into view, but the temple was spotless, as if it had been deliberately cleaned.

"Someone has been here before us." Seeing that the temple was full of candles, but no one was found, everyone couldn't help but be surprised.

Yang Ming put away his long knife and said to everyone, "I'll go out for a while, and you guys will rest here first."

"Yang Ming, what's the matter?" Twilight Yumo grabbed Yang Ming's cuffs.

Yang Ming smiled slightly, "I think it should be the person who came here before us, and he has been following us all the time when we got closer."

If it weren't for Xiao Se's reminder, Yang Ming really hadn't noticed that someone was hiding around them.

"You're all right, right?" Twilight Yumo worried.

"No problem, don't forget, I'm the top two on the list, and there are a few people in the world who are my opponents." Yang Ming stroked Twilight Yumo's hair.

"Just know the poor mouth." Twilight Yumo didn't have a good airway.

"I'll go back as soon as I go." After speaking, Yang Ming walked out of the temple. Walking to a forest in front of the temple, Yang Ming stopped.

After carefully perceiving it through the rain, Yang Ming quickly locked down the location of the visitor. He shouted into the woods, "Come out, the temple is still big, we won't disturb you."

"You're not afraid of me?" The man in a black robe with a hat on his head fell from the fingers of the tree, his face was wrapped in a black face, and at his waist was a long knife, and his voice was very low.

"I didn't feel the slightest murderous aura in you, so I didn't choose to strike at the first time." Yang Ming's nose seemed to sense some fragrance in the air, and he sniffed his nose vigorously, "The fragrance of the herb dew, this sachet seems to be a specialty of Nanjue."

Twilight Yumo had this kind of sachet on his body, otherwise Yang Ming really didn't know where this sachet came from.

"So, you're from Nanjue. And you're still a woman." Yang Ming smiled slightly, "If it weren't for stabilizing the aroma of your herb dew, I wouldn't have known it."

The man retorted, "Who decreed that this sachet should only be used by women?"

Yang Ming lightly took out a mask from his arms and slowly put it on his face: "Your breathing is very disordered, it seems to be deliberate, even if you deliberately increase your breathing, but each of your breaths is different, plus you are not injured, so what do you think..."

Seeing that it had been torn down, the man simply took off the face towel, and she looked at Yang Ming: "Fight with me, if you win, the temple will be yours, if you lose, you will roll up and get out."

Yang Ming thought for a moment and said, "We won't disturb you, we just need to set aside a small area in the temple for us. Besides, you and I are both from Nanjue, and when you see your fellow countryman, your eyes are full of tears."

"Hmph." She snorted coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, report your name."

"Wind Blade, taunt." Yang Ming's right hand stroked the hilt of the knife.

"I haven't heard of you, it seems that you are not very famous." She said a little unconcerned.

Yang Ming complained in his heart: Lao Tzu just used this name to break in, can you hear that there are ghosts.

"Since I'm nameless, I'll give you your name." Yang Ming chuckled.

"Let me see what you're capable of."

She quickly drew the saber from her waist, drawing it slowly, at first slowly and slowly, but becoming faster in the middle of the process, and as fast as the tip of the knife broke away from the carp's mouth, it was as fast as a flash of the wind.

"Quick knives!" Not to be outdone, Yang Ming quickly drew his sword and fired back.

But when the blade was about to fall, the originally fast and sharp knife momentum slowed down instantly, and there was a strong warmth

Even on a rainy night when the wind is howling, you can still feel the warmth.

"The dragon's groans are especially loud."

Standing in front of him, the sword emitted a dragon groan. Yang Ming's plan was to break through ten thousand methods with one force, and all the internal force of the whole body was concentrated on his hands.

Seeing the opportunity, Yang Ming took the initiative to meet the woman's attack, the blades collided, and there was no sound, and Yang Ming's powerful strength seemed to be completely dissolved.

After the blow, Yang Ming saw the opponent's knife momentum, and while the opponent had not yet escaped, Yang Ming quickly launched an offensive, and every knife and style were fast and accurate.

The soft knife posture can certainly defuse Yang Ming's attack, but Yang Ming's knife speed is much faster than that woman, even if the woman has been struggling to resist, it is always impossible to prevent it.

The woman secretly said in her heart: "No, his knife speed is too fast, if it goes on like this, I can't stop it, I have to find a way to get out."

Having made up her mind, the woman quickened her pace of retreat.

It's just that Yang Ming didn't care about this, but smiled evilly. He saw a stone behind the woman, and as long as he kept a suppressed posture, when she stepped on the stone, her body would inevitably fall.

Soon, as Yang Ming's knife fell, the woman's figure retreated again. Sure enough, when she kicked the rock with her heel, her center of gravity became unstable.

Seeing this, Yang Ming swung out the last sword, and then his body retreated violently.

With a "plop", the woman fell to the ground, right in a place of stagnant water, and made a splash. The water splashed along with the rain and fell on her face. The face that was originally clean is now full of mud.

She quickly stood up and looked at Yang Ming with an angry expression.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming laughed and said, "Do you want to wipe your face?" As he spoke, Yang Ming took out a handkerchief and threw it over.

The woman did not appreciate it, and with a knife she slashed the handkerchief off, and angrily reprimanded, "Despicable!"

"Despicable?" Yang Ming shook his head, "Fang is your invincible, if I don't stop my hand at the end, do you think you can still stand in front of me and talk now?"

Hearing this, the anger on the woman's face eased a lot, but she didn't speak.

Yang Ming continued, "Now it seems that I should be qualified to know your name."

The woman pulled a knife flower and said lightly, "If you can catch my knife, you are qualified."

"Flower rain and fresh wind."

As soon as the words fell, the long knife in the woman's hand rolled up the surrounding rain, and the knife became cold. The rain turned into the shape of petals in front of her; Then a white mist spread out from all around her, quickly dispersing towards the surroundings.

"You want to block my view and use the rain to attack me?" Yang Ming's face was very flat, as if he didn't care about the scene in front of him.

"Then I'll give you a knife, sword name, the clouds are clear!"

The body of the long knife in Yang Ming's hand emitted a burst of golden light, and he slowly raised the Mo Li knife above his head. The hands slashed down, and a golden sword appeared. The dark clouds in the sky were split by this fast and sharp knife momentum, revealing the bright moon.

Yang Ming slowly looked up, it was still raining on both sides of the gap, and it looked like a waterfall, flowing continuously.

But the knife did not stop there, but continued to fly towards the woman.