A golden spatial portal with sparks suddenly appeared, and Yang Xin and Ming Yanwei stepped onto an unknown new plane.

"There is something wrong with this world, there is no moon, and the stars in the starry sky are also fake, I can't sense the power of the stars from Sagittarius, it seems that there is a force that isolates the transmission of the power of the stars." Ming Yanwei frowned and said.

"Not only that, but the whole world is actually flat. Interesting~" The corners of Yang Xin's mouth hooked up a smile, and he had roughly guessed which side of the world it was, and the rest was to verify.

"Let's go, there is a fight ahead, just to verify what kind of world this plane is." After Yang Xin finished speaking, he took Ming Yanwei's hand, as if he was dating under the moon, and walked forward silently.

There was a disparity in numbers between the two sides of the fight, one of whom was a man in black, and the other was only two, and among them was a young man with a knife in his hand and a hardwood bow and quiver on his back.

Yang Xin and Ming Yanwei came to a distance of more than ten meters in front of the two sides, but the two sides turned a blind eye to Yang Xin and Ming Yanwei, not because of the tense battle and couldn't care about anything else, but because they really couldn't see Yang Xin and Ming Yanwei, because Yang Xin didn't want them to see it.

Yang Xin listened carefully to their conversation, when the words "Tang Dynasty", "Fish and Dragon Gang", and "Chao Decimal" fell into Yang Xin's ears, Yang Xin already knew what the world was in this world, and when he saw a small dilapidated pavilion not far away, the pavilion was destroyed by time, but Yang Xin could still only see the words "Spring Breeze Pavilion", Yang Xin had already determined that this was the world of the night, and the adult among the two in front of him was Chao Xiaoshu, and the young man ......

is the protagonist of this world, Yang Xin wants to call him Ning Ritian, Xu Xian Ri Snake, Ning Caichen Ri Ghost, Dong Yong Ri Xian, and now, a great man, a man who dares to be every day and succeeds every day soon after, he is-Ning Que!

At this time, the two sides finally fought, and pulled out their swords towards Xiaoshu, quite a generation of sword immortals, the sword qi spanned 30,000 miles, and a sword light was cold in 19 continents.

"Ahem, you are fighting fiercely on a rainy night, only the sound of rain falling and no sound of rhythm, it's a pity, I and Neiko happened to pass by here, and we know a little about the rhythm, so we will present a song of the rhythm of the music, and wait for the feeling of fierce battle on the rainy night for all you."

The figures of Yang Xin and Ming Yanwei suddenly appeared in front of everyone, whether it was the person present or the person who was hidden, their eyes narrowed at the same time, and the pupils in their eyes shrank, because no one noticed how Yang Xin and Ming Yanwei appeared.

He paused at Xiaoshu's figure, and then his sword flashed brightly, and he continued to fight with these hundreds of sturdy men in black.

Yang Xin waved his hand, an erhu appeared in his hand, Hu strings pulled, and a song "Red Flower Helmsman" sounded slowly.

Hearing this song "Red Flower Helmsman", he roared at Xiaoshu, the sword light in his hand was even worse, and his combat power seemed to have increased by a level, and the opponents who killed directly fled in all directions.

Ning Que, who was standing on the side, changed his face, his eyes stared at Yang Xin and Ming Yanwei tightly, although Ning Que was calm, but at this time he was a teenager after all, hearing this familiar music, he couldn't help but feel strangely excited, finally, Ning Que still didn't hold back, and said the classic incision: "Earthquake Gaogang, a group of streams and mountains through the ages." ”

"The door faces the sea, and the three rivers flow together for ten thousand years." Yang Xin saw that Ning Que was so excited, so he cooperated and said the second half of the incision.

Ning Que was instantly excited and at a loss.

"Which hall is there by the Red Flower Pavilion?" Yang Xin suddenly spoke.

Ning Que was stunned for a moment, and the original excitement suddenly disappeared, only to see Ning Que say cautiously: "Aoki Hall? ”

"How many pillars of incense are burned in the hall?" Yang Xin asked again.

"Five-pillar incense." Ning Que's face changed.

"The Ming Dynasty is restored, and the mother earth is the father." Yang Xin still said.

"Heavenly Father and Mother Earth, anti-Qing and restoring sight." Ning Que's face changed again and again, and at the same time, Ning Que's heart felt lost, the person in front of him may not be the same era as him at all, but Ning Que was never too dead, and said: "Which way is the rudder of my friend?" ”

"The Heavenly King Covers the Tiger." Yang Xin suddenly smiled and said with a big grin.

"The River Demon of Pagoda Town." Ning Que suddenly laughed, and then said, "Scared me to death, I thought you were from the Qing Dynasty." ”

"Cut!" Yang Xin rolled his eyes and said, "The odd change remains the same. ”

"Symbols look at quadrants. Are you so interested in the incision? Ning Que said speechlessly.

Yang Xin thought about another question, that is, whether the world Ning Que was in before crossing was the same world as the world he was in before he set foot on the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds? However, this problem is very complicated, and it is not something that can be verified clearly for a while, and Ning Que's eldest brother is cutting people down to Xiaoshu, and it is not suitable for him and Ning Que to make an incision here.

"What's the matter, little brother? Met an enemy? Yang Xin asked.

At this time, Chao Xiaoshu had already cleared out the miscellaneous soldiers, and the enemies of Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu were left with only a team of elite Tang troops armed with strong crossbows, a long-robed swordsman, an ascetic and two carriages in the distance.

Ning Que opened his mouth, he couldn't say that he looked at Chao Xiaoshu in the same eye, and then invited to kill someone, and it was for five hundred taels of silver? Some things can only be understood, not spoken, and as soon as they are said, the artistic conception and meaning change.

"Who is this?" He walked back to Xiaoshu and asked. Chao Xiaoshu is very cautious, after all, a stranger has appeared inexplicably, and everyone will be cautious.

"They're my fellow countrymen." Ning Que said with a smile.

"Luckily!" He hugged his fist towards Xiaoshu.

"Luckily!" Yang Xin also hugged his fists, and then looked at Ning Que, "Little brother, are you in trouble?" Do you need my brother to help? ”

Chao Xiaoshu frowned, he didn't want to involve the unidentified person in front of him, Chao Xiaoshu's afterglow found that Ning Que's eyes lit up, and it seemed that Ning Que trusted him very much.

"Good!" Ning Que said unceremoniously.

"Good! Looking at my brother's means, you must know that we traversers are not weak with others in our lives. After Yang Xin finished speaking, he threw the erhu to Ming Yanwei, and then shouted loudly, jumped into the middle, and attacked the long-robed swordsman and the dervish with one palm of his left hand and one palm of his right hand respectively.

The two sides fought together.

Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que obviously saw that Yang Xin didn't use all his strength at all, but just started with the mentality of playing, Rao was like this, Yang Xin was still pressing them to fight.

It's just that Ning Que's brows are getting deeper and deeper, and the corners of Ning Que's mouth twitch with the shouts from both sides of the battle from time to time. Ning Que has experienced the battles of cultivators, and the fighting methods of those cultivators are quite the style of sword immortals, and the proper style of immortals, but as soon as the fellow he met today made a move, he forcibly interpreted the Xianxia film into a martial arts film.

At this time, the passionate background music "Iron Blood Pill Heart" sounded, Yang Xin's palm wind was even worse, and the shouting sound was louder, which made Ning Que feel like watching Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts films in the nineties.

"I've had enough fun, I'll send you on your way." Yang Xin snorted, his hands were palm-shaped, palms up, palms down, placed between his waist and abdomen, lifted suddenly, and then punched out a palm.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending?!" Ning Que was shocked.

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