"This son is really the best braggart I've ever met. ”

"But isn't it? He actually said that he used the wooden sword for fear of hurting the ancestor? I think he was afraid that the ancestor would hold up the shield! In this way, he really has no chance at all. ”

"Oh, I think so, too. This son is really bent in his stomach, and he really thinks that the ancestor can't see through his thoughts!"

"Old Ancestor must have seen through his plan. However, whether to support the shield or not depends on the mood of the ancestor. But even if the ancestor was merciful and didn't hold the shield, he didn't have any possibility of hurting the ancestor. ”

After stepping aside, looking at Yin Hong, the foundation building monks began to talk again.

They didn't hide their voices, as if they wanted to mock Yin Hong and let him know that his careful thinking couldn't be hidden.

The woman in the sky is also joking and sarcastic.

Moreover, she really didn't hold up the shield!

"Seniors, be careful! Seniors are about to draw their swords!"

Yin Hong seemed to be nervous, holding his sword in both hands, and even his voice trembled a little.

And seeing that he was so unbearable, the contempt in everyone's eyes became even stronger.

The woman didn't even have the interest to open her mouth to respond, she only folded her arms and looked at Yin Hong below for a long time, waiting for him to make a final struggle.

Finally, Yin Hong stepped on the ground and shook off a wave of dust!

"Drink!"

"Alone, Lonely, Nine, Sword!"

While shouting the name of his sword move exaggeratedly, Yin Hong pulled out a flashy sword flower.

Immediately, it suddenly pointed at the woman's magnificent chest!

This sword is unpretentious, without any light and shadow, nor does it contain any sword intent, and it does not make people feel any threat.

But for some reason, the woman actually had a touch of uneasiness in her heart.

In the flash of light, she looked around, and all she saw was the contemptuous and sarcastic smiling faces of the disciples in the foundation building period.

And when he looked at Yin Hong again, he felt a boundless confidence and the pride that he was about to succeed!

"It's weird!"

Although she didn't want to believe it, she came to such a conclusion for the first time.

So, in Yin Hong's stunned and incomprehensible gaze, she moved!

At the same time as dodging Yin Hong's attack, she actually slapped Yin Hong away with one palm, and then snatched the peachwood sword in his hand!

"This ......"

The surrounding Zhuji monks were stunned, you look at me, I look at you, they are all confused.

As for Yin Hong, his eyes widened, and his expression on his face became uncertain.

He wasn't hurt because the woman hit him with soft force.

But even so, his heart was very uncomfortable.

Just a little bit!

He was just close to killing this hateful woman!

He couldn't understand why the haughty woman would suddenly fight back and take away his sword.

He thinks that his performance is already in place, and there is no flaw at all!

But now, his only chance is gone, and he has even lost his strongest magic weapon!

"Hmph! It's not an ordinary wooden sword!"

The woman ignored the crowd and tried to twist the wooden sword as soon as she got it.

However, no matter how hard she tried, the seemingly fragile wooden sword remained still.

And this just shows that it is special.

Seeing all this in their eyes, the foundation building monks were suddenly surprised.

But then, an even bigger doubt arose in my mind.

This sword is indeed strong, but no matter how strong it is, it is also a wooden sword!

Why did Yin Hong think that this sword could hurt the ancestor?

Why did the ancestor disregard his face and dodge the attack of this sword?

They guessed that the ancestor should have discovered some secret that ordinary people couldn't discover, but they didn't dare to ask, so they had to look at Yin Hong, wanting to find the answer from him.

And it was when they looked at Yin Hong in confusion that their ancestor moved again.

"Drink!"

"Alone, Lonely, Nine, Sword!"

Following Yin Hong's example, this "smart" woman in the Jindan period actually followed Yin Hong's sword style and fought back!

- Even the tone of the shouting moves is exactly the same!

The corners of Yin Hong's mouth couldn't help twitching, and then he desperately fled into the distance!

Joke!

Instant kill!

If you don't hide anymore, wait for death?

He was sad enough, and he was forced to flee like a dog by his own sword.

"Hmph, want to escape, who do you think you're up against?"

The woman was triumphant, because she felt that she had guessed the right way to use the sword.

She shouted, and the behemoth spiritual pressure had already crushed the past, pressing Yin Hongsheng, who wanted to escape, to the ground.

Immediately, in Yin Hong's desperate and panicked gaze, it was pointed at Yin Hong's heart.

At this moment, time slowed down.

Yin Hong had countless pictures of his past and present lives in his mind.

He has countless unwillingness!

Even more ambitious!

But now, it's almost over!

He didn't know if he had a chance to cross again, but at the moment of death, he had no choice but to close his eyes and wait!

"Damn! I should bear with it anymore! Lao Tzu is still too impatient......"

Silently, Yin Hong regretted in his heart.

He really should have inherited it first.

He knew that the woman would be watching him personally and controlling him to the death, but there was always an end to manpower.

Maybe one day her aunt comes, and she will find a chance to escape.

That's a lot better than what you do now.

Unfortunately, there is no turning back.

From the moment he killed himself, he had already lost.

But...... Why am I already in pain, but I haven't died?

One breath, two breaths, now there must be five breaths, right?

Doesn't it say that it can kill all living beings in an instant?

With a hint of doubt and astonishment, Yin Hong couldn't help but open one eye and looked at his chest.

There, sure enough, there was a familiar peachwood sword.

That's right!

She hit me!

What's going on?

Yin Hong was even more puzzled, and he even touched his chest to see if there were any other injuries.

"What's going on? He's not hurt?"

Seeing Yin Hong's reaction in her eyes, the woman also frowned deeply.

Am I mistaken? It's just a normal peachwood sword?

But!

If it was just an ordinary peachwood sword, why was this kid afraid of being like that before?

Could it be that although this thing is a strange treasure, it has not yet been fully controlled by him?

Just like that monument?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it made sense, and her gaze at Yin Hong flickered even more.

As for those foundation-building monks in the Zodiac Valley, they had no other expressions except for a more intense confusion.

Whether it was the woman's response, Yin Hong's reaction, or the effect of this sword, the whole thing became even more mysterious.

They don't understand it at all.

After confirming that there was no wound on his chest, Yin Hong hurriedly communicated with the Outer Dao Demon System with his mind: "System, what's going on? Didn't you say instant kill? Why did this sword hit me have no effect at all? Does this 'second kill' have a delayed response? Will it leave me with any sequelae?"

"Host...... Lottery items are all bound props...... Binding props cannot cause damage to the bound owner. ”

In the face of Yin Hong's question, the system's tone was still cold, but there was a hint of "speechlessness".

It seems that Yin Hong's question is a bit redundant and a little stupid.

"That's all right? Why didn't you say it earlier? I was so scared to death! I almost peed my pants ......."

Yin Hong was stunned, and at the same time speechless with relief, and then lay weakly on the dirty ground.

"Seniors. You're losing, aren't you?"

After that, he looked at the Jindan woman in front of him with a flickering expression.

From this angle, Yin Hong was able to see some indescribable scenery.

Especially when the breeze blows......