Yin Zhiping!

He was dressed in a wide black robe, his eyes were red, his lips were purple, and he exuded a strange aura. It was worth noting that the hands, although wrapped in thick black gloves, could still feel the coldness emanating from them, as well as the entangled black mist.

I haven't seen him for a few years, and the whole person has almost been reborn.

Yang Guo couldn't help but secretly wonder what this person had experienced!

Seeing this, Xiaolongnu frowned slightly, and he remembered a person, Xiao Jian.

The two of them are so similar, they both have a strange aura on their bodies, as if they are out of place in this world. Thinking about the grievances between the two, she couldn't help but imagine what the scene would be like when the two met again?

"What are you going to do?"

The little dragon girl spoke, her voice cold.

Just as she didn't want to see Xiao Jian at the beginning, she doesn't have a good impression of Yin Zhiping now.

This breath is so wicked!

Don't think that she agreed to let Xiao Jian entrench in the ancient tomb because she was moved, but she knew that she couldn't beat the other party at that time, and she was helpless.

Later, after a period of getting along, that disgust slowly disappeared.

"Dragon girl, I'm here for you." Yin Zhiping's face showed an embarrassment that was completely different from his evil temperament, and his whole body had changed, but one thing had never changed, that is, his admiration for Xiaolongnu.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I ......"

Yang Guo snorted coldly: "We don't welcome you here, get out!" He raised his sword and looked wary.

Yin Zhiping squinted, and the expression on his face suddenly turned cold, he remembered that he was beaten off a cliff back then, and this kid also had a share.

"If you kowtow to me and admit your mistakes, as a senior uncle, I may be able to spare your life." Yin Zhiping thinks that he is giving Yang Guo a chance to mend his ways.

"Bah, why don't you kowtow to me and admit your mistake? Don't think that if you practice any evil skills, you will be great, I want to see what you are capable of! Yang Guo didn't appreciate it at all, his Dugu Nine Swords were also a small success, and he had long wanted to show his skills.

"Bull nose, look at the move!"

With a flash of cold light, Yang Guo drew his sword out of the sheath and flew towards Yin Zhiping.

Dugu Jiujian pays attention to advancing and not retreating, only attacking and not defending, Yang Guo has learned something, and this sword is very fast.

With a wave of her hand, two white ribbons flew out, and she took the two swords placed not far away into her hands. She has not been complacent over the years, in addition to the jade girl's swordsmanship, she has also learned the swordsmanship part of the [Sunflower Treasure Book].

With one round hand, her two-handed fighting skills have been perfected.

But she didn't rush to make a move, but swept Yang Guo on the side, while observing Yin Zhiping's moves.

"Bang!"

The aftermath was rippling, and in the face of Yang Guo's sharp sword, Yin Zhiping just slowly raised his right arm, his posture seemed light and confident.

The palm hidden in the black glove seemed to contain powerful power, and with a wave of Yin Zhiping's hand, Yang Guo was shocked several feet away.

How can it be!

Yang Guo looked incredulous, he still knew something about Yin Zhiping's strength, and he asked himself that he was now a good swordsman, even if he couldn't beat it, he wouldn't be pressed like this!

These hands...... It's a little weird.

Yang Guo felt two breaths from above.

Dark.

Bloody.

But he is by no means a person who gives up easily, he only thinks that he is a temporary enemy, so he strikes his sword again. But this time, he put away his contempt and performed the "Broken Palm Style" in the Dugu Nine Swords.

"Stubborn!"

Yin Zhiping snorted coldly, obviously really angry.

The little dragon girl noticed that in addition to the entangled black mist in his palms, there was another trace of blood mist.

The black and red are intertwined, which makes Yin Zhiping's whole person's breath even more weird.

Not good!

Sure enough, Yin Zhiping just slapped his hand, and Yang Guo's accumulated sword momentum was instantly broken cleanly.

Not only did his palm-breaking style fail, but the sword in his hand was stuck to death. That hand seemed to carry indescribable magical power, releasing a strange whirlpool, imprisoning the sword in Yang Guo's hand.

He was about to raise his left palm, and the little dragon girl made a move.

Her sword was fast, instantaneous, and the two swords in her hands were combined to unleash them, and her light and agile figure had a fierce aura.

While!

Empty-handed white blades, but like soldiers colliding.

The little dragon girl was surprised, this hand ......

"Dragon Girl...... I don't want to hurt you! ”

Yin Zhiping's color changed instantly, the purpose of his trip was not to kill people, especially to Xiaolongnu.

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"You really killed these people?"

Hong Qigong looked at Xiao Jian and spoke in a deep voice.

I haven't seen him for a few years, and this chivalrous benevolent man has aged a little more, but his waist is still straight, and his heroic spirit can hardly be concealed in coarse cloth clothes.

Not far from him, an old monk in a robe stood upright, with a restrained breath, obviously his internal strength cultivation had reached its peak.

Xiao Jian asked rhetorically, "Seventh Duke thinks I did it?" ”

Hong Qigong was stunned, lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head again after a while, and said: "I always call Hua naturally I don't believe it, you kid dares to sacrifice his life for the Han people in the north, chivalrous and brave, it's just ...... All kinds of evidence point to you......"

Xiao Jian's heart was relieved, if it wasn't for the point of having to do it, he didn't want to fight to the death with Hong Qigong, a "chivalrous man", turned his head to look at the old monk on the side, and arched his hand: "This must be the [Southern Emperor] Master of One Light, right?" ”

He has no good impression of Buddhism, but his sense of Nandi Duan Zhixing is quite pertinent.

"Amitabha." Yideng clasped his hands together and said indifferently: "The grievances of the past have all dissipated, and there is no "Southern Emperor" in the world. ”

Xiao Jian didn't care either, and said, "There is something I want to ask the two seniors next." ”

"What?" Hong Qigong asked.

"How did you know I was coming here?"

The two looked at each other.

Hong Qigong's face was strange, and he was puzzled: "You really don't know?" ”

Xiao Jian was confused, should he know?

"The messenger is your mentor, Lord Huangdao." Master Yideng opened his mouth to answer Xiao Jian's doubts.

Xiao Jian was stunned when he heard this, old man!

Is it a bureau set up by him?

Wrong......

There should be someone else who sets up the bureau.

Xiao Jian turned his head and glanced at the mountain road not far away, accompanied by a noisy footsteps, and the "heroes" arrived one after another.

He suddenly understood the reason, and the person who set up the bureau calculated that he would come, so he summoned the "group of heroes" in advance, in order to lead himself into conflict with these people.

And once the killing is carried out, people will ignore the truth of the matter, and their charges will be completely implemented.

The old man should have had insight into this matter, so he attracted the two highly respected grandmasters in front of him to resolve the matter.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy......

So, where are the people who set up the bureau now?

Xiao Jian's eyes froze, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Qigong, I'll leave this matter to you!"

After Xiao Jian finished speaking, he didn't wait for Hong Qigong to reply, and left as fast as he could.

Hong Qigong and Yideng looked at each other for a long time......

"We all seem to have been calculated by Huang Laoxi."

"Amitabha, if you can stop a killing, it doesn't hurt."