The officials were naturally not shocked by a teenage girl, and the two standing at the end exchanged glances, and they all attacked Qin Yiyuan.

Qin Yiyuan stepped forward with the knife in his hand, although he looked weak, he did not fall behind at all.

I saw her slash horizontally, and although the blade did not touch the person who attacked her, a black line broke away from the blade and attacked the two people impartially.

The person who was cut didn't know what was going on, and instinctively dodged to avoid the black line.

But what happened next made them tremble.

Wherever the black line went, a crack opened in the fold of what it touched, the legs of the tables and chairs were broken, and even the ground was cracked with a deep gap.

"Demon girl, what kind of magic are you using?"

Seeing that Qin Yiyuan's weapon was so powerful, those officials immediately showed shocked expressions.

It's obviously a waste with no spiritual power, how can he make such a powerful move?

Qin Yiyuan smiled coldly and glanced down at the knife in his hand.

In fact, she didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

This Yin Yang Qiankun Knife is an ancient artifact, and when my grandfather was alive in my previous life, I only summoned it twice, but I didn't expect her to succeed after trying it once.

"If you can't win, you can call someone a demon girl, is this the style of your Yin Yang Pavilion?"

Hearing her mocking tone, everyone in the Yin Yang Pavilion glanced at each other hatefully.

The Kyushu Continent is a place where the cultivation of magic is high, and the Yin and Yang Pavilion is the leader of the Xuanmen for the entire Ming Dynasty.

Being blasphemed by this demon girl like this not only spread out and embarrassed, but a few of them couldn't report to the top when they went back.

"No matter how powerful your demon knife is, we will take you down today, if you know each other, you will immediately hand over the demon knife and capture it! If not......"

Hearing the man's unfinished words, Xiao Cha, who was hiding on the side, immediately looked frightened.

She had heard of the methods of the Yin Yang Pavilion, which was definitely not something that a woman could bear, if Qin Yiyuan was really captured by them, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Girl, let's go back and plead with Lord Qin, maybe for the sake of the father and daughter, he won't pursue this matter anymore."

Hearing her worry and fear, Qin Yiyuan immediately turned around and said, "Take your uncle first, and I can solve the rest of the things myself." ”

"No one wants to take a step out of here today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar female voice came from outside.

Qin Yiyuan looked up and saw Qin Sitong walking in from outside with a few of his subordinates.

"Qin Yiyuan, you are so bold, you dare to practice demon art behind my father's back, it is an unforgivable sin!"

Seeing her appear, the corners of Qin Yiyuan's mouth couldn't help but sneer: "Really? Could it be that you and Li Wenyuan can forgive you if you lose your life?! ”

"Bold! Can you call the name of the prince? ”

Qin Sitong said viciously, and commanded to the crowd: "Surround her for me!" ”

The small jade shop instantly became tense, and the people who didn't want to cause trouble avoided it one after another, for fear of setting themselves on fire.

Qin Yiyuan was surrounded by the people brought by Yin Yang Pavilion and Qin Sitong, and it was already difficult to fly.

Xiaocha was so anxious that she shouted: "Girl, girl......"

Her uncle was afraid that she would be harmed, so he quickly covered her mouth and pulled the person behind the counter.

Qin Sitong looked at Qin Yiyuan proudly: "Qin Yiyuan, if you really have the ability, let me see how you escaped death today!" ”

As he spoke, with a wave of one hand, everyone approached Qin Yiyuan in unison.

Qin Yiyuan stood in the encirclement with his knife in his hand, concentrating on raising his hand and waving it, and a black line was like a filament drawn from the blade, winding towards everyone.

Qin Sitong's people came late, and they didn't know how powerful this black line was, so they stepped forward one by one to catch Qin Yiyuan and invite credit.

Before the three people who rushed to the front could scream, blood splattered five steps, and their torsos and limbs were broken from the places where the black lines had been crossed, and they were scattered all over the ground.

The rest of the people were frightened at the sight of the blood splattering, and two of them almost collapsed to the ground.

Qin Sitong's expression changed greatly, and he looked at the knife in Qin Yiyuan's hand in disbelief.

"Qin Yiyuan, you female devil who kills people without blinking!"

Qin Yiyuan cracked the smile at the corner of his mouth: "If you want to add to the crime, there is no excuse." Don't you just want my life? I came to pick it up. ”

That being said, after seeing the power of that knife, no one dared to rush forward, only staring at her in place.

At the same time, Ling Wangfu.

A man in a half-masked mask sits upright at the table, holding a document in one hand and a pen in the other, occasionally writing down a few words of approval.

A brisk footstep suddenly came from outside, and then I heard Wonyoung's voice.

"Master."

Li Mo didn't raise his head, and said in a cold voice through the mask: "Come in." ”

Yuan Ying pushed the door in and told all the news he had just received from his subordinates.

Hearing that Qin Yiyuan was blocked in the jade shop by the people of the Yin Yang Pavilion, Li Moxing was not surprised at all, but was a little interested in the demon magic that Yuan Ying said.

"What kind of sorcery did she use, as far as you can see?"

Yuan Ying thought for a moment and shook his head: "Although his subordinates have spiritual roots, they are mainly martial arts cultivators, and they are really not good at spells, so why don't you let Cang Ling come over and ask?" ”

Li Moxing shook his head slightly.

He had a hunch, even if he called Cang Ling over, he might not necessarily know what kind of spell Qin Yiyuan was envoying.

After all, the woman was still alive, and it seemed impossible to him.

"No need, let people keep watching, and once there is news, send it back as soon as possible."

Yuan Ying took the order and left.

Listening to his footsteps disappearing outside the door, Li Moxing at the table was a little unintentional.

In the memory of her previous life, the woman named Qin Yiyuan was a complete waste of firewood.

Although he was pregnant with Jin Yuanfeng's blood, he did not have any cultivation, not only was he easily killed by King Rong and Qin Sitong, but even his rare phoenix blood was occupied by Qin Sitong.

Thinking about it, Li Moxing couldn't help but remember the night he spent in King Rong's Mansion a year ago.

At that time, he suddenly had a poisonous hair, thinking that phoenix blood could prevent him from falling into madness, so he took advantage of the chaos to touch the side hall of King Rong's mansion.

What he didn't expect was that the person hiding in the hijab regarded him as Li Wenyuan.

What happened after that completely disrupted his plans, and it wasn't until midnight that he woke up when he noticed someone pushing the door in......

On this side, Qin Yiyuan was surrounded by Qin Sitong and his party, but with a knife, he blocked them three feet away.

After not seeing each other for a few days, the waste firewood that he used to disdain had become so powerful that Qin Sitong gritted his teeth with hatred.

She secretly made a mark in her sleeve and said to Qin Yiyuan: "Qin Yiyuan, for the sake of you and my sisters, if you are caught now, I can also intercede for you in front of your father and let him let you live." ”