The shining sword suddenly fell from Geng Chengyao's hand, and he let out a terrible scream.

Zong Yujing firmly grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand, and reached out to Geng Chengyao's waist with the other, retrieving the scabbard like a cloud.

"Stop!"

Shocked, Geng Xiang and his wife saw that their son was at a loss, and the husband and wife didn't care about face, and rushed to Zong Yujing at the same time.

Lan Ying rescued her baby son, and Geng Xiang was furious to face the battle.

After Zong Yujing threw the Yuqing sword back to Shu Ange, he took the purple jade Xiao from his waist and calmly faced the enemy.

He is almost the same as Geng Xiang and Lan Ying's cultivation, and it is not easy to fight one against two, plus he has to protect Shu Ange, the situation is very unfavorable for him.

The more this was the case, the more calm Zong Yujing became, Shu Ange was worried that he was too close and dragged him back, so he specially held the Yuqing Sword and retreated a distance.

Geng Xiang took out a silver ruler with a simple shape from the cuffs of his tunic suit, exerted force with both hands, and the silver ruler hit Zong Yujing's head.

"Measuring the sky, it's a good thing......" In the face of Geng Xiang's attack, Zong Yujing calmly and accurately pointed out the weapon he used.

"Are you really blind or are you pretending to be a ghost!"

Geng Xiang stared at Zong Yujing's eyes with a horrified expression, and there was a faint sense of retreat in his heart.

"The exercises are not right, the heart is not right, the work is half the work, the measuring ruler is in your hands, and the real power is difficult to exert even one-tenth of it."

Just when the measuring ruler was less than three centimeters away from his heavenly spirit cover, Zong Yujing raised Ziyu Xiao to meet the enemy.

Shu Ange sweated for Zong Yujing in his heart, for fear that he would be too big, and the purple jade Xiao in his hand would be smashed by the measuring ruler.

Geng Xiang looked at this scene excitedly, in his opinion, no matter how fast Zong Yujing moved, he couldn't escape the bad luck of being injured.

A magical scene happened, and the measuring ruler suddenly stopped when it was about to touch the center of Zong Yujing's eyebrows, as if it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Ziyu Xiao flew out of Zong Yujing's hand, and drew an afterimage next to the measuring ruler!

"Bang!"

The afterimage floated upwards and hit the silver ruler.

The measuring ruler flew into the sky, and then snapped and broke in the middle, Geng Xiang spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees with a thud.

When Lan Ying saw this scene, she shouted with tears in her eyes: "Geng Lang! ”

When Geng Chengyao saw that his father was injured, his face was so frightened that he fell to the ground in despair.

Lan Ying helped her husband up and looked at Zong Yujing with hatred, she didn't dare to attack rashly anymore because she had learned from her husband and son.

"Let's go."

Zong Yujing withdrew the purple jade Xiao with an indifferent expression, and bowed slightly towards Shu Ange.

"Okay, let's go."

Shu Ange took two steps, suddenly turned around, smiled and threw the jade pendant that the Geng family gave to the Ning family into Geng Chengyao's arms.

"Although the Geng family intends to forcibly occupy the Ning family's Yuqing Sword, Haoxue has no intention of occupying the Geng family's jade pendant, and the token has been returned.

Geng Chengyao held the jade pendant, his fingers trembled, and his heart was full of anger.

The head and senior brother were injured, and none of the disciples of Bihaimen dared to be enemies with Zong Yujing, so they could only watch him and Shu Ange leave.

Zhuhai Xiao Xiao, Shu Ange held the lost and recovered the Yuqing Sword, and was in a very happy mood.

"Give me the Yuqing Sword."

Shu Ange, who was full of joy, heard Zong Yujing's words, and turned around without hesitation to hand over the Yuqing Sword to him.

After Zong Yujing got the sword, he stopped, sat down cross-legged and placed the sword on his lap.

Shu Ange held his breath and carefully observed his actions.

The sword was unsheathed, and the Yuqing sword hung in mid-air, emitting a faint blue light.

Zong Yujing raised two fingers and slowly wiped them on the sword body, only to hear a crisp sound, a red light suddenly flashed on the sword body, and then the blue light disappeared, and it reverted to its original appearance.

"Hey, what's wrong with Yuqing Sword?"

Zong Yujing put the Yuqing sword back into its sheath and handed it back to Shu Ange.

"I have erased Geng Chengyao's divine sense and essence blood left on the sword, and the Yuqing Sword has nothing to do with him."

When Shu Ange heard this, he hugged the sword into his arms, and thanked Zong Yujing with a smile: "Thank you for your help, if it weren't for you today, not only would I not be able to get back the Yuqing Sword smoothly, I'm afraid I would be injured." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the emerald bamboo forest suddenly blew violently, and then pieces of bamboo leaves flew towards the two of them like flying knives.

Shu Ange was startled, and instinctively drew her sword out of the sheath, wanting to block the hidden weapon like a rainstorm, but at this moment, her waist was suddenly grabbed, and Zong Yujing's deep voice sounded in her ears.

"Don't be afraid, hold me tight."

Zong Yujing pushed Shu Ange's sword back into the sheath, and she hugged his waist tightly, her face aching from the wind.

He carried her to the sky, and after the bamboo leaf flying knife hit the barrier in front of him, they fell to the ground one after another.

Zong Yujing stood on the top of the bamboo, the wind gradually stopped, the sky suddenly darkened, and the sound of bells came from the sky, and there were eighty-one five-color flags in the bamboo forest.

Shu Ange took a cursory glance, the distribution of these flags was actually a kind of formation.

She hugged Zong Yujing's waist tightly and reminded nervously: "Senior, this seems to be the Nine Heavens Array of Resentful Spirits, you must be careful." ”

"The little girl is a little knowledgeable, hehe, it's better to worship the old ghost as a master and learn some real skills from me."

A gloomy and piercing strange voice sounded, Shu Ange looked towards the source of the sound, and saw an old man wearing linen and filial piety with a purple and gold gourd tied around his waist and a string of bells dangling in his hand, and walked out of the formation unhurriedly.

He was skinny, with no flesh on his cheeks, like a dead tree bark on a skull.

"If you want to accept me as an apprentice, you have to report to your family."

In order to find out more news about the enemy for Zong Yujing, Shu Ange leaned into his arms and replied to the old man's words.

The old man smiled strangely, raised his head and stared at Shu Ange, but his eyes were not black.

"The old man is a terrifying mourner, and the little girl plans to wait for the little lover to die before worshipping under my door. Or come under my door and make the little lover a walking corpse, so that he will not leave you. ”

The words of the mourner made Shu Ange have goosebumps, and in order to delay time, she deliberately returned: "What the Taoist chief said is not right, which woman in this world wants her lover to become a walking corpse." I like each other, and naturally I want to be old with him. ”

"Hey, it seems that the little girl has eaten the scales and has an iron heart. Zong Yujing, I haven't seen you for a long time, let's compare and compare. ”

The other party broke Zong Yujing's identity in one mouthful, Shu Ange was shocked and looked at him worriedly.

Zong Yujing felt Shu Ange's uneasiness, and patted her hand on her back: "Don't be afraid, your subordinates are just defeated." ”

The mourner was annoyed and angry, and roared loudly: "Bah, you are the defeated general, without the presence of Old Man Zhang today, I don't believe you can get out smoothly." ”