The Yin-Yang Sect, its inheritance is long, even Songshan cannot be compared with it, the doctrine focuses on the harmony of Yin and Yang, this woman has such skills at a young age, I am afraid that it will be the next Yin Moon of the Yin-Yang Sect. In the past dynasties, the Yin and Yang Sect has two masters, one yin and one yang, one male and one female, yin moon and yang sun, complementing each other.

And since this lunar moon has entered the WTO, I am afraid that the yang day will also serve the imperial court.

Yang Sansui thought of this, and the battle situation was inseparable.

The woman relied on her strange body and tricky Emei to stab her unexpected attack, and Zhao Sinan resisted to show a slight defeat.

Zhao Wuliang beside him unknowingly, his palms were also covered with fine sweat, it is estimated that Zhao Wuliang guessed that this woman was from the Yinyang Sect, but he did not expect that it was the next Yin Yue of the Yinyang Sect, if he had known that he would not have let Zhao Sinan attend the enemy anyway.

But it was too late, just look at Xin Mingyun's expressionless face, as if he was watching carefully, but between the slightly raised eyebrows, he had already betrayed his proud state of mind.

Jing Zhongyue performed again, Zhao Sinan looked around in a daze, the reflection of Jing Zhongyue seemed to move, and suddenly, the two afterimages moved together, attacking Zhao Sinan in front of and behind him.

Double shadow movement, the well in the moon is undoubted, I didn't expect this woman to be talented, at such an age can be in the well in the moon, in the middle of the moon in the well.

Seeing that Zhao Sinan couldn't parry the afterimage on his back, the cold light flashed by Emei's thorn, and at the last moment, he unfolded his idle steps, Yang Sansui didn't know when to pick up the scabbard that fell to the side, and hit the afterimage a foot away behind Zhao Sinan.

"Snap" scabbard and Emei thorn rubbed out a little spark, before everyone reflected, and then showed a leisurely step, Yang Sansui had already arrived behind Zhao Sinan, one-handed to help the middle of the Emei thorn, index finger flick, one move four or two dialed a thousand catties, "ding" Emei thorn in response to the sound of getting out of his hand.

There were only a few points of dust floating next to Zhao Wuliang, and there was no Yang Sansui in the early days.

Seeing this, Xin Mingyun frowned slightly, and was about to speak.

Yang Sansui smiled and said: "I heard the Yin Yang Sect Divine Skill earlier, and today I saw that my hands were itchy and it was so hard that I made a rash move, I hope that the prince has a large number, and I don't care about my junior, so I apologize to the prince first." He bowed three times.

These words made this kid speak roundly, what a clever brain. Xin Mingyun's fingers tapped the stove and knocked out a slight rhythm, although he was angry, he didn't speak.

"Eh, the virtuous nephew is not strange, my apprentice is a martial idiot and a rough person, he doesn't know how to be polite, the virtuous nephew is not strange, not strange. Zhao Wuliang hurriedly stepped forward to start a round game, as if he knew that Yang Sansui would save the field, although Songshan was not afraid of the four princes, but it was better not to offend on face, and Yang Sansui was also counted as Zhao Sinan, who broke this catastrophe for Songshan.

"Huh, since you are a martial arts idiot, it is better to fight with a few of my subordinates one by one, but this sword has no eyes, and it is not strange to look at Master Zhao if it is injured" Seeing that Yang Sansui, who suddenly killed, ruined his own good deeds, Xin Mingyun was also moved to kill.

You must know that this time I came to Songshan, I originally intended to take Zhao Sinan directly, to be a proton in the capital, and to win this game, the previous remarks are empirical evidence, that is, I can't take Zhao Sinan away this time, and there is no excuse to go back to Songshan under the decree of the Son of Heaven.

I didn't expect to see that the plan was complete, but Yang Sansui was killed halfway, no wonder Xin Mingyun was murderous, he was really angry, for this play, the entire Yuzhou was mobilized, but there was an accident at this juncture, and I am afraid that my ability to do things will be discounted in the eyes of my father.

Zhao Sinan seemed to be used to having three spikes behind him, and when he heard that he left the sword to Yang Sansui, he didn't give a salute and retreated silently.

Before "careful" left, the subtle worried words came into Yang Sansui's ears, but he was not worried that Yang Sansui would be invincible.

In response to a smile, he touched the sword in his hand, and shook out a beautiful sword flower, "It's too slow to come one by one, let's go together, so that the prince can appreciate the martial arts of Songshan"

Extremely arrogant, Xin Mingyun was inhaled by the slightest cool air and calmed down.

"Yes"

It's a good thing to hurt me, I can't move the children surnamed Zhao, you nameless person will let you splash your blood in this hall today.

Zhao Wuliang didn't expect Yang Sansui to be so big, it was too late to stop it, today's accident made Zhao Wuliang's mind a little short-circuited.

The two of them walked out behind Xin Mingyun and bowed their hands to Yang Sansui.

"Batongmen Xiao Ding"

"Crazy Knife Sect Jiang Tao"

"Yin and Yang Teach Yin Moon"

After the woman finished speaking, Yang Sansui was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the Yin and Yang Sect chose the Yin Moon and Yang Day from the naïve children, named Xue Miao, although the twins are nameless, they are only commensurate with the Yin Moon and Yang Day.

Taking advantage of this gap, the three of them did not wait for Yang Sansui to return the gift, but they shot together, looking at Yang Sansui was already looking at the eyes of a dying person, it really followed the character of their master, and the dead did not deserve a name.

Yang Sansui was also not ambiguous, he stepped up again, did not retreat but advanced, his shoulder hit Yin Yue's body, and his backhand broken jade palm had already been prepared, meeting Xiao Ding's Batong fist, and when he was shocked back, the red tassel long sword had already met Jiang Tao's big sword.

This set of actions was done in one go, and everyone watching it was also fascinated.

The sword failed, and the Tongbei style of the guide was already unleashed, and the sword qi pointed directly at Jiang Tao's eyebrows.

Before Jiang Tao could block it, the sword body suddenly shifted, and it was slanted through, just pointing to the place where the yin moon landed, the sword body stabbed, but there was no pop sound of entering the body, Yang Sansui did not regret the failure of the sword, turned around, the sword body mopped the ground, scraped out the stinging spark, and swung upward, accompanied by the spark, and threw it into Xiao Ding's eyes.

Xiao Ding's eyes were painful and he retreated quickly, but Yang Sansui swung his sword and danced to the afterimage behind him, and the "ding" sword body collided with the Emei thorn again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Sansui took a breath, Xiao Zhoutian ran again, and the dark golden palm technique came out again, "Papapa"

Three palms in a row hit Jiang Tao who was swinging a knife in the air, and he was powerless to dodge, and he couldn't dodge in the air, so he received three palms firmly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out a semicircular trajectory, but the body flew backwards.

Yang Sansui is worthy of being a martial arts genius, not only is his cultivation realm fast, but his grasp of the timing of the battle situation is also exactly the same.

Jiang Tao's figure had not yet landed, Yang Sansui seemed to see through the law of the yin moon, and he stood up again, skipped the afterimage in front of him, and slashed down with a sword towards the back, "Oh" Yin Yue knelt on one knee, crossed his hands and stabbed Emei to resist the attack. The battle situation has been decided, and at this time, Xiao Ding's eyes have just recovered, and it is too late to move forward in this scene.

Facing Yin Yue's face full of doubts, Yang Sansui spoke softly.

"The scent of your body betrays you"

Yin Yue was suddenly, but he didn't give up, his hands suddenly withdrew, letting the sword body slash at him, Emei stabbed into a whirl, and came towards Yang Sansui with both hands.

Yang Sansui was also taken aback, the sword body dragged downward, but the face door was towards the Emei stab, which was indeed something Yang Sansui had not expected.

The sword body went down to the ground with the momentum, Yang Sansui shook his wrist, the sword body shifted the angle, reversed the direction and went backwards from his feet, Yang Sansui also flipped and fell to the ground, and the upper body was about to land, but with the sword as a support, he held his body, and was in the shape of a drunken sword. A good move to drunk and dance the sword, and the sword helps people.

This action was completed in an instant, and Guo Ping on the side could see that he was in a daze, and a cheer was shouted without going through his brain.

Hearing this, Yin Yue, who had given up, gritted her silver teeth, and Yuezhongjing unfolded it again, one figure caught the Emei thorn, and the other kicked towards Yang Sansui who was lying on the ground.

Yang Sansui was also extremely fast, the broken gold hit the ground with a palm, raised his figure, and grabbed it, but it was missed, Emei stabbed and threw it out, Yang Sansui's sword body slapped away one, who knew that it was followed by one, quickly turned his head, and dodged this thorn.

As soon as he came back to his senses, Yin Yue's delicate body coiled Yang Sansui's upper body, like a monkey stealing a peach, and twisted his hands towards Yang Sansui's head.

For a moment, Yin Yue did not see surprise in Yang Sansui's eyes, but a trace of cunning flashed, and the emerald green palm of the other hand had been waiting for a long time, and one palm slapped Yin Yue's abdomen.

The Broken Jade Palm that Yang Sansui exerted with all his might was extremely powerful, and Yin Yue's delicate body seemed to be unable to withstand this force, and his body flew upside down in the direction where Xin Mingyun was sitting.

Xin Mingyun's face was dark, but he didn't move, his fingertips were still rhythmically beating on the stove, and he saw an old man dressed in gray robes behind him move forward.

"Bold" As the old man reprimanded angrily, the thick palm force was unfolded, and the air that was almost visible to the naked eye trembled, and the yin moon in the air instantly bounced away, heading towards Yang Sansui.

At this moment, Yang Sansui can really say that Jiang Lang is exhausted, and the inside of this hard battle has long been exhausted, even if it is in its heyday, it is powerless to resist this amazing palm.

The trembling air was about to arrive at Yang Sansui's door, Yang Sansui was powerless to dodge, and in an instant, he saw a white plain clothes blocking in front of him, a slightly fat back, and waved his big hand, "broken"

When I looked at it, it was Zhao Wuliang who was still holding a tea cup.

"Didn't the virtuous nephew say that the point is over, why do the juniors still have to invite the old lady of the Taishang Palace?"

"Hehe, Master Zhao smiled, the old lady was just eager to save the driver, and he didn't have the heart to plot, it was all a misunderstanding"

"A few of you, you are not good at learning, fortunately, this little young man has left his hand, and he has not thanked him" The last two words are bitten very hard, and it is estimated that this Xin Mingyun will have a toothache tomorrow.

After the reconciliation ceremony, this farce came to an end, and one day after that, Xin Mingyun seemed to be honest, and did not find fault, nor did he mention Zhao Sinan's entry into Beijing.

In fact, it's not that Xin Mingyun's design is inconsiderate, but I really didn't expect to be able to kill a freak like Yang Sansui.

At a young age, after listening to the analysis of the old master of the Taishang Palace, this son should have the realm of the six-grade little master, although it is the first entry, but the breath flows for thousands of miles, and the exercises he practices are afraid that it is the Songshan Canghailu, and the martial arts shown by this son, although it is from Songshan, but it seems to be guided by a master, and it is by no means a height that ordinary disciples can achieve.

These achievements are not amazing, what is frightening is that this son is only more than eleven years old, if he is given enough room to grow, the future achievements are unimaginable, and the advice given by the old lady is to eradicate it as soon as possible.

But afterwards, Zhao Wuliang was also extremely smart, and he didn't let a few people come forward, nominally he was punished to go to Canghai Pavilion to copy scriptures, but in fact, they all knew that they would protect a few people.

Early the next morning, Xin Mingyun went down the mountain, leaving supplements, silk and all kinds of heavenly treasures full of ten carriages, although the purpose was not achieved, but the number of etiquette can not fall, if it is spread out, gossip in the martial arts is not conducive to Xin Mingyun to compete for the position of prince.