As soon as these words came out, Nangong Huang narrowed his eyes and showed a solemn look on his face. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

Fang Cai's sword aura was very powerful..

It can be seen that the strength of the other party is by no means below himself!

Don't underestimate each other!

"Nangong Huang... The old man has been a knife lover since he was a child, and he has been practicing knife techniques for forty years..."

Carrying his back with one hand, blinding his palm, Sima Yin slowly narrated.

"But... The old man has only practiced three knives in his life, and it was the first knife, and now he will let you see the second knife!"

With the narration of the voice, the light in his eyes flashed again, and Sima Yin's palm flashed with golden light!

Then, Sima Yin raised his palm high and crossed the top of his head!

Immediately after, the arm fell from the top of his head and swung down violently!

Immediately, on the huge martial arts training ground, a deafening sword whistle sounded!

In the sky above Sima Yin's head, a giant golden broadsword formed by condensing true qi appeared! This knife was three zhang long and six feet wide, and it actually fell towards Nangong Huang's head!

Returning to the True Qi !!

"Broken !!"

Seeing this, Nangong Huang's face was shocked, and with a low roar, he immediately rolled out his palms and slapped them on the top of his head!

In an instant, the powerful True Qi burst out of his palm, condensing a pair of giant palms, resisting the golden broadsword in mid-air!

"Hehe..."

Outside the hall, leaning on the main chair, seeing Sima Yinshi displaying the second knife, the corners of Yongshenghou's mouth were lightly raised, as if he was smiling.

Although I know that Nangong Huang and Uncle Sima are both peerless masters! But since Uncle Sima has succeeded in cultivating swordsmanship, under the grandmaster, he has never been defeated!

Behind him, seeing the golden broadsword falling on the top of the head, supported by a pair of qi palms, Mu Tong and the three of them were full of worries.

Not far away, his palms were raised straight above his head, his true qi resisted the golden big sword, Nangong Huang gritted his teeth, his legs gradually bent, and he fell into the ground under his feet!

Blinded Nangong Huang, Sima Yin's face was expressionless, and his palm continued to press down slightly.

With the palm of his hand pressed downward, the golden broadsword shone brightly, and it fell three points again!

Gritting his teeth hard, his legs sank into the ground again, the cloak on his shoulders was torn, and Nangong Huang was already sweating!

Now there is a golden big knife hovering above his head, and he can only hold it hard, if he holds it thoroughly, he will definitely be cut off on the spot!

"Uncle Sima, come back..."

Suddenly, just when Nangong Huang's hands were gradually bent, and when he saw that he was about to lose his hold, Yongsheng Hou said.

Hearing this, Sima Yin frowned slightly, withdrew his big hand, and gasped.

Although this second knife has suppressed Nangong Huang, Sima Yin's internal strength has consumed a lot!

Then, as Sima Yin withdrew his big hand, the golden big knife on top of Nangong Huang's head suddenly disappeared without a trace!

Suddenly, the pressure on the top of his head dissipated, and Nangong Huang lowered his arm and looked at Sima Yin with a solemn gaze.

If it weren't for the Marquis of Yongsheng to stop it, in a moment, he would definitely die!

Unexpectedly, in the realm of peerless masters, the opponent's sword technique is already like a divine realm!

I'm afraid that under the grandmaster, Sima Yin is already invincible!

On the other side, after taking a breath, Sima Yin blinded Nangong Huang, stepped on the ground, and then performed light skills and returned to Yongshenghou's side.

"Hehe... Nangong Huang, today Benhou has opened his eyes, your martial arts are truly worthy of the name..."

On the main chair, looking at Nangong Huang, Yongshenghou stood up and smiled indifferently.

But the meaning of the words is mockery.

Hearing this, Nangong Huang had a gloomy face and was silent.

I was indeed defeated, and I had nothing to say.

Outside the hall, hearing the ridicule of Yongshenghou, Mu Tong and the three of them glanced at each other, angry in their hearts, but they could only forbear.

"That's it, Nangong Huang, that's the end of today, you and I will work together in the future, and you need to take care of it a little more... Farewell!"

After that, blinded the three Mu Tong behind him, Yongshenghou carried his back with one hand, and then paced away.

"Brother Sima!"

Just as he passed by and walked away towards the gate, Nangong Huang turned to look at Sima Yin and called out.

Hearing the call, Sima Yin turned his head to look at Nangong Huang.

"Brother Sima, just now you said that you only practiced three knives in your life, I don't know... What kind of knife is it?"

Looking at each other, Nangong Huang hugged his fists and asked softly.

"Ba Sandao!"

Blinded by the other party, Sima Yin said a word, and then followed Yongsheng Hou out of the gate.

"Master, are you alright?"

After Yongsheng Hou and Sima Yin left, Mu Tong and the three of them came to Nangong Huang's side and asked with concern.

"The deity is fine..."

Shaking his head, Nangong Huang sighed.

"Shouzun, his sword qi is so powerful..."

Beside him, recalling the second knife used by Sima Yin, Mu Tong said in a cold and solemn voice.

"Yes, I never thought that Sima Yin's martial arts were so powerful! Although it is only the realm of peerless masters, under the grandmaster, I am afraid that there is no opponent..."

Nodding, remembering that Fang had almost died, Nangong Huang echoed in a low voice.

"Master, this Yongsheng Hou... It seems to be even more difficult to deal with than we imagined... Now that he has come to the capital, how should we deal with it?"

Hearing what the master said, Ming Chong thought about it and asked lazily.

"For today's plan, one step is one step..."

Glancing at the three of them, Nangong Huang replied with a majestic expression.

With that, Nangong Huang turned around and paced towards the hall.

"Hmph! Nangong Huang!"

Suddenly, at this moment, there was an angry snort floating on the huge martial arts training ground!

Hearing this, Nangong Huang and the others stopped and looked around.

I saw a white-haired and long-bearded old man dressed in a black robe and over the age of six, descending from the sky!

"Ghost Hades, what are you doing?"

Seeing this old man, Nangong Huang frowned lightly and asked.

This white-haired, long-bearded old man is none other than the lord of the Shura Palace, the Ghost Yama King!

It was a coincidence that the Marquis of Yongsheng had just left, and the Ghost Yama King followed.

"Hmph, Nangong Huang, why did the old man come today, you know it!"

Looking at each other, the Ghost Yama King retorted with a sneer.

"Nangong Huang, that day in the Shura Palace, you flew a pigeon to pass the book, did you plan to cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

After finishing speaking, the Ghost Yama King paced to Nangong Huang's side and asked in a deep voice.

"It's inconvenient to talk here, come with me..."

Hearing this, he realized in his heart, and looked around, Nangong Huang waved his hand and motioned for the Ghost Yama King to come to the hall to speak.

Seeing this, the Ghost Yama King nodded, and followed Nangong Huang into the hall together.

"Ghost Yama King, it's not that the deity wants to cross the river and tear down the bridge, but now that the saint has decreed, I can't do anything..."

Returning to the hall, pacing to the main chair and slowly sitting down, Nangong Huang shook his head and replied helplessly.

"Nangong Huang! Now that there is no support from the Killing Hall and the imperial court, I am afraid that in the near future, the six major factions will seize the opportunity to attack my Shura Palace! What do you say?"

Hearing what he said, the Ghost Yama King thought about it and asked with a solemn expression.

"Hahaha! What should I do? That's your Shura Temple's business, what does it have to do with the deity..."

Shaking his head, Nangong Huang said indifferently.

Now that the power in his hands has been divided and suppressed by the Marquis of Yongsheng, he still needs to come up with a solution as soon as possible.

How can I have time to take care of what Shura Temple!

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