When Lei Gong and Gu Huchen fought, a group of guards escorted Qin Daofang to fight and leave, away from the inn, when the three Qingyang Sect masters chased after them, the first thing to greet the guests was the first wave of crossbow arrows of the Governor's Mansion guards, but they were swept down by the three Qingyang Sect masters one after another, the arrows were three inches into the ground, and the feathers at the end of the arrows were still trembling slightly, which showed the strength of the crossbow arrows. It can also be seen from this that the cultivation of these Qingyang Sect masters is not bad.

However, these one-in-a-hundred guards were not afraid at all, and after giving up their bows and crossbows, they each drew their swords.

After the two sides began to scuffle, it went into the flesh and bones.

The three Qingyang Sect masters are all in the Xuanyuan Realm, and against the elite armorers, they dare not say that it is no problem to treat one as a hundred, and one as a ten, but Qin Daofang's guards are not ordinary people, and they probably have the cultivation of the Dan Realm, forming a formation, and treating death as home.

In the end, at the cost of the death of two Qingyang Sect masters, all the guards were killed, leaving only Qin Daofang and the old servant in charge of driving.

The last remaining Qingyang Sect master tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he was about to take off the head of this Governor with his own hands. And with this kind of merit, you can accumulate the credit to the position of the master of incense.

But just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly couldn't move, but he saw that the short old man had come to him at some point, and his speed was so fast that his heart trembled, and he was about to make a move, but the old man grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and then the old man grabbed his two arms with both hands and pulled them out, and directly tore off the two arms of this person.

When the pain that exceeded the limit of the human body hit, the person was numb in an instant, so before this Qingyang Sect master could feel the pain, he was slapped on the top of his head by the old man, and it shattered.

This old man turned out to be a genuine master of the Innate Realm, and he was also the last hand to protect Qin Daofang, as long as it did not endanger Qin Daofang's life, he would not make a move, so under the intention of calculating or not, this Qingyang Sect master would die unjustly. The old man was still afraid that this person was not completely dead, so he punched his chest again, and the fist penetrated directly into his chest, shattering his heart.

At this moment, a beautifully dressed son appeared not far away and said with a smile: "Qin Butang, it's been a long time." ”

The old man turned abruptly to look.

The handsome boy unfolded the folding fan in his hand with a "snap", and the fan was a picture of a beauty, and said with a smile: "I came here today, not for anything else, but to borrow the head of Qin Butang." ”

The old man didn't have any nonsense at all, his figure arrived in an instant, his fist shook greatly, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, stretched out a white smoke mark in the air, and the fan-holding boy looked as usual, but he didn't meet the punch head-on, and his body swept back in a chic manner while cranking the fan, and the dragonfly dotted the water, fluttering and falling a few feet away, still smiling.

The old man who had no power in a punch retreated in front of Qin Daofang, and after straightening his waist at this time, he was domineering, and shouted to the boy in a deep voice: "Who is coming?"

The fan-wielding boy looked at the old coachman who was loyal to the lord, and said with a light smile: "You also deserve to know my name and surname? ”

The next moment, the old man only felt a flower in front of him, and then the whole person couldn't move.

The fan-wielding boy slowly withdrew his palm from the old man's chest, letting the distinct beads of blood roll down his skin, and between his fingers was a heart that was still beating.

An old man who is also famous in the rivers and lakes, just died.

The fan-wielding boy crushed the heart, and then stroked the top with one palm.

There was a "plop", and the old man's body fell to his knees.

Qin Daofang's expression was calm, he was not frightened by the scene in front of him, and said calmly: "Who is Your Excellency?"

From beginning to end, Han Yinyue had been observing Qin Daofang's expression, but he did not show the slightest fear, The heroes and heroes recorded in the history books are probably nothing more than that.

"Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, and he was calm and calm in the face of major events, and he was worthy of being the governor of a place who commanded thousands of troops and horses. The person who came praised it: "He doesn't deserve to know my name and surname, but Qin Butang can know that my surname is Han, and my double name is Invite Yue, the 'Invite Moon' who 'raised a glass to invite Mingyue', a person from Liaodong." ”

Qin Daofang said clearly: "It turned out to be Han Yingyue, and you are the disciple that my brother accepted." ”

Hearing the word "brother", Han Yinyue's heart moved slightly, and the smile on her face became more and more pleasant: "You and the teacher are ......"

"In recent years, my brother and I have exchanged letters several times, and in the letters, he has mentioned you more than once. Qin Daofang said calmly: "Do you want to know what my brother said about you?"

Han Yinyue, who had already decided to make a move, closed the folding fan in her hand, patted her palm gently, and smiled: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

Qin Daofang said softly: "My brother said that you have a backbone in the back of your head, and one day you will cause a big disaster, he won't kill you, it's just for your mother's sake." ”

Han Yinyue still had a smile on her face, but her eyes had become cold, and her heart was even more murderous.

Qin Daofang shook his head and sighed lightly: "If I had known about today, then I should have persuaded my brother in the letter to get rid of the root cause as soon as possible." ”

"It's a pity. Han Yinyue shook her head and sighed: "It's a pity, Qin Butang is afraid that there is no such opportunity." ”

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded: "That's not necessarily. ”

When Han Yinyue heard this voice, she was not surprised at all, but took it for granted: "I didn't expect Qin Butang and Master to be brothers, and naturally I didn't expect my junior sister to call this Qin Butang uncle, I originally wanted to use Qin Butang's life to catch a big fish, but unfortunately the big fish didn't arrive, but it didn't lose money if it attracted my junior sister." ”

A woman appeared on the branch of a big tree, wearing a long knife at her waist, it was Bai Juan, a female pianist who had teamed up with Li Xuandu in Guide Mansion.

Han Yingyue looked up at the woman, of course not looking at the woman's ordinary appearance, let alone the woman's waist, but staring at the long knife on the woman's waist, her eyes were full of unconcealable heat.

The woman also stared at Han Yingyue and said slowly: "When I was in Guide Mansion, there were outsiders present, I couldn't use this knife, and you shouldn't think that I was afraid of you." ”

Han Yingyue smiled: "Of course I don't dare to think like this." ”

The woman reached out and pressed the handle of the knife, and sneered: "It's useless to talk too much, we will see the truth under our hands." ”

Han Yingyue said the word "good", he just unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and the big tree on which Bai Juan stood was cut off by the invisible qi machine.

However, the white silk had already fallen from the tree, stood in front of Qin Daofang, and said softly, "Third Uncle, please stand back." ”

Qin Daofang was never reckless, and retreated as he said.

Han Yingyue shook the folding fan in her hand and looked at this junior sister with a hot eye.

Then he stomped his foot, and the mountain shook.

Although the ninth person in the black and white spectrum does not mean that he is the nineteenth person in the world, there are still the top fifty people in the world.