Ouyang Zhenhai saw that the man in gray was so strong, and he also understood that if he wanted to do today's thing, he had to join forces with this unknown man around him.

Although he didn't know the details of the man in front of him, this Ouyang Zhai owner had a heroic personality, and thought in his heart: "Although I don't know this man, I can be regarded as a hero when I see him acting like this." Besides, I have been working hard for more than ten years to take revenge and eliminate harm for the people, and now the enemy is in front of my eyes, if I can't catch it anymore, what is the difference between myself and death? . ”

Thinking about these clearly, Ouyang Zhenhai did not hesitate to jump up at the same time as Jiang Shou swung his stick and smashed it at the man in gray, wanting to jump over the two of them and directly kill Yin Zhiqian while the man in gray was dealing with Jiang Shouyi's flawless clone. But when he jumped in mid-air, the gray-clothed man who was fighting with Jiang Shouyi on the ground smiled contemptuously and coldly, and with a wave of his sleeve, a flying knife flew out and shot at Ouyang Zhenhai in mid-air.

Ouyang Zhenhai, who was in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow his strength, saw the flying knife flying towards him and couldn't dodge, so he could only block the flying knife with the long sword in his hand.

With a "ding" sound, Ouyang Zhenhai blocked the flying knife with a sword, and then turned his wrist and pressed downward, and he wanted to use the power of the flying knife in the air to continue to run towards Yin Zhiqian.

But where did he think that the flying knife was a magic weapon that the gray-clothed man had refined with his own mind, and after being struck away by a sword, it turned in a small circle and stabbed behind him again. Ouyang Zhenhai heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air behind him, and hurriedly twisted his body in shock and swung his sword to block the flying knife that was already close at hand. Only this time, the flying knife had the experience of the last time, and dodged the blade like a swimming fish and continued to walk towards the door in front of him.

Ouyang Zhenhai saw that he was about to die on the spot, but after years of hard work, he immediately dissipated the true qi in his chest and fell straight to the ground. Just when Ouyang Zhenhai was about to land, his figure twisted and stood firmly in the courtyard, facing the flying knife that was still in hot pursuit, he had to step back on his toes and return to the same place.

Although Ouyang Zhenhai retreated, the flying knife still shot at him unrelentingly. Previously, Ouyang Zhenhai couldn't gather his strength in the air and suffered a loss, and when he saw the flying knife coming after, he snorted secretly in his heart: "Even if you are that immortal magic weapon, I am afraid that you will not succeed?"

Ouyang Zhenhai concentrated his strength and shouted when the flying knife came closer: "Good coming!" With his shout, a sword slashed on the flying knife. This sword was a full blow from Ouyang Zhenhai, and the long sword in his hand was not a mortal iron, and the original immortal magic weapon flying knife under the sword was actually cut in half by him with a sword and fell to the ground.

At this time, the gray-clothed man who was fighting with Jiang Shouyi sensed that the flying knife magic weapon that he had figured out was destroyed by Ouyang Zhenhai, and his distressed face was distorted, and he immediately pinched his right hand and flicked his fingers, and a palm-sized blue shining fireball smashed into Jiang Shouyi's door, taking advantage of Jiang Shouyi's opportunity to avoid the fireball, he got rid of the entanglement, and his body swept back.

The gray-clothed man who had destroyed the magic weapon was furious, and the flying knife magic weapon was naturally not a great thing in the eyes of those disciples of the famous sect, but it was one of the sets of magic weapons that he had carefully refined for more than ten years, in other words, this was the best magic weapon on his body, his life and root. Now that this flying knife has been damaged, that set of magic weapons cannot be arranged into a flying knife formation, and the power is naturally not as good as before, and this set of magic weapons was refined by pouring all his belongings not long ago, if it weren't for the current lack of money, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to ask the master for his life to protect this idiot-like young master. Now if he wants to refine a flying knife and match it with the original magic weapon, he can only go back and beg the master, but when he thinks of his moody, greedy and murderous master, he feels a chill in his heart. Although he is his disciple, doesn't his master's favorite thing to raise and cut stubble like a crop?

The more he thought about it, the more angry the gray-clothed man stared at Ouyang Zhenhai and Jiang Shouyi in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "Two things that don't know whether to live or die, today Qiu must refine you into a soul servant and never be reborn!"

Yin Zhiqian, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh when he saw that the man in gray had already played a real fire: "Great! Great! Senior Brother Qiu, hurry up, I can't wait to see Senior Brother's methods." Senior brother's lost magic weapon is counted on my head, and when today's matter is settled and I return to the state city, the treasures that my younger brother has collected for many years are up to you to choose, as long as there are ones in the treasury, senior brother can take them!"

The gray-clothed man secretly sneered in his heart when he heard his words: "After all, he is a mortal who doesn't know the height of the sky, is it really so easy to be a disciple of the old demon of Chixia? In the end, it is just a money bag in the master's hand." One day, the family foundation is hollowed out and has no use value, if it is not refined into a soul servant, burn high incense!"

The accompanying master, who was watching all this coldly, secretly said anxiously: "A few days ago, I got news from Beijing that the two disciples of Kunyu Mountain would pass by here today, and all of them were accurate in their secret deductions many times, but why haven't those two people appeared yet? Although he shouldn't doubt the ability of the third big man in the courtyard, but if they really don't have time to get here, will they have the opportunity to attack these two fathers and sons after missing today, not to mention that today is not going to kill these heroes?" If it really doesn't work, I can't say that I have to risk my life to make a move, no matter what, this little beast surnamed Yin will have to die on this Mount A today. After he made up his mind, he quietly moved slowly towards Yin Zhiqian's side.

Everyone in the courtyard had their own thoughts, Jiang Shouyi and Ouyang Zhenhai knew that he was going to move seriously when they saw the gray-clothed man jumping out of the circle, and in the previous fight, neither of them dared to underestimate the gray-clothed man's magical powers. The immortal family's spell is extremely mysterious, although this gray-clothed man is on the side, but the two of them don't dare to be careless, and join hands to attack left and right.

Seeing the two of them joining forces to kill him, the man in gray sneered: "I still want to do a dying struggle now, but it's too late!"

The man in gray waved his hands as he spoke, and six flying knives flew out of his sleeves to form a six-fold formation, trapping the two of them in the flying knife formation. Although the power of this set of formations has been greatly reduced due to the loss of a flying knife, how can the killing formation laid by this immortal magic weapon be able to withstand by two martial artists in the world? Moreover, this set of magic weapons was all refined by the gray-clothed man with evil methods, and I don't know how many innocent lives have been harmed, and the two people trapped in the formation suddenly felt that the yin wind was gusting and the ghost shadow was enough.

Ouyang Zhenhai studied literature in his early years, and only after the great change in his family situation did he abandon literature and practice martial arts and did not meet a famous teacher, although he worked hard the day after tomorrow, he could not make up for his congenital defects after all, and his martial arts achievements were not as high as the rumors in the rivers and lakes, and he had no experience in dealing with monks, so as soon as he fell into the formation, he was like yellow leaves falling into the autumn wind, and the boat broke into the tide, and the situation was very dangerous in an instant.

On the other hand, Jiang Shouyi, a sturdy man who is not well known, has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and although he still does not know the real name of his cheap master, how can such a person who is free to see the world and the dragon see the head and the end can be a general? Not to mention that although he is not famous in the rivers and lakes, he was young and vigorous back then, and he also secretly challenged the monks to hone his martial arts according to the master's requirements, and fought with many monks from Shan Ze, so although he was also trapped in the formation, he was unusually calm.

Jiang Shouyi stood beside Ouyang Zhenhai, carefully observing the formation while repelling the flying knives that were constantly stabbing at the two of them from all directions with his long stick. This formation is incomplete, so there are many loopholes. Although Jiang Shouyi had never seen such a formation with such a heavy yin and evil aura, the formation was constantly changing. There are two ways to break the formation, one is to be proficient in the formation, to gain insight into the law of the evolution of the formation, find the weakness and break it, and the other is to destroy the formation with the strength of the person who does not understand the formation, but the person trapped in the formation will drop ten times with one strength and directly break the formation with his own powerful force. Obviously, Jiang Shouyi, who had been secretly observing for a long time and still couldn't understand, felt that the second way was simpler.

Jiang Shouyi, whose mind had just moved, seemed to have returned to the time when he was young and practiced martial arts with his master. The master, who had white hair and some nonsense from time to time, slapped the young Jiang Shouyi's brain: "I'm a big fool, what's the use of thinking about those things? It's over!" The past situation flashed in Jiang Shouyi's mind, and Jiang Shouyi, who left all the distractions behind, smiled, and said to himself and the life that had been hiding in Tibet for more than ten years: "I'm afraid of a ball, and it's over!"

After saying this, Jiang Shouyi stuck his long stick on the ground, folded his hands and closed his eyes, and quickly formed a simple handprint, yes, that's right! He actually used martial arts cultivation to form a handprint that no monk had ever seen today, and shouted: "Wind!" At the moment when the word wind blurted out, a fierce wind rose from the ground under his feet, whistling and whistling away all the flying knives, blowing away the haze in the sky.

This sudden change left the people in the courtyard at a loss. The gray-clothed man who claimed to be surnamed Qiu stared at Jiang Shouyi, who was standing in the courtyard with his hands sealed when the formation was broken, and he couldn't believe everything in front of him. But that's the case, the martial artist he looked down on actually displayed such an incredible supernatural power, and he didn't even notice the fluctuations of the aura of heaven and earth around him, so there was only one explanation, Jiang Shouyi used the heaven and earth vitality that could only be triggered by martial arts cultivation to an extremely high place.

Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is different from the spiritual energy cultivated by monks, another kind of mysterious power that exists in heaven and earth, and is even rarer. It's just that the vitality can only be comprehended and touched by martial arts cultivation to an extremely high and profound realm.

It was not only the man in gray who felt shocked, but also the Master Xin who had quietly approached Yin Zhiqian. This Master Xin, who had a strange face when he saw the situation in front of him, was obviously also a knowledgeable person. Although his cultivation is not high and his rank in that "courtyard" is not high, in view of the particularity of their profession, in fact, many secrets that do not involve the imperial court or the interior of the "courtyard" are open to everyone in the "courtyard". So of course he knew what kind of magic power Jiang Shouyi had just cast. Although he knew, he was still amazed to see such a magical power displayed by a martial artist for the first time.

Even Yun Fei, who couldn't stand the chatter of his junior brother Han Fengge after getting off the boat, and came to the top of Asan early and quietly hid behind the wild temple, stopped his hand that was about to pull out his long sword, and looked at the man standing proudly in the courtyard, his eyes were shining. When he reached the realm of Yunfei, he naturally knew those mysterious martial arts powers, and he had also had the experience of fighting with such a martial arts master, but the seal that the man had made had never seen. It's just that although Yun Fei has never seen this quaint handprint with his own eyes, he has heard about it from his master Gu Qingping.

Back then, Yunfei was unable to practice the Dao Fa because of his injury, which hit him a lot since he was a child, and it was also for this reason that he even wanted to give up on himself and give up his cultivation for a while, but fortunately he met the current master in that dark moment of his life. At that time, Gu Qingping stood by the mirror lake and looked at Yun Fei, who was almost desperate, and did not say any words of comfort or encouragement, but asked him if he wanted to continue to practice, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he told him an incident that Gu Qingping had seen with his own eyes when he traveled the world with his master when he was young. Gu Qingping, who was still a teenager at the time, once followed his master to witness a big battle in a barren mountain. It was a mysterious martial arts master with a white beard and a life-and-death battle between the demonic giants at that time. That martial arts master used the four ancient handprints that the world had never seen to destroy all the evil methods of the demon head of the God Realm, and then smashed his heaven and earth methods with his fists and thrashed him on the spot. Yun Fei clearly remembered that after Gu Qingping finished telling that story, he told him in a firm tone: "Cultivation, there is never only one path to take, even if it is a martial arts cultivation that has always been considered to be the end of the Heavenly Dao, it can be invincible in the world if it is cultivated to the extreme. And it all depends on whether you are willing to concentrate on it, whether you can practice the sword in your hand to the extreme, you are Yun Hao's son, I believe that your fate with the sword is not only in the qi sea dantian in the abdomen. After listening to that story and Gu Qingping's words, Yunfei resolutely decided to leave the Yaotai realm and join Gu Qingping's sect instead.

Time has passed, how can Yun Fei not be excited when he really saw someone casting such a handprint? Yun Fei stared at the man in the courtyard and muttered, "Master, it turns out that that story was not made up by you to get me back on my feet, it turns out that that handprint really exists in the world. ”

Putting aside the people with different thoughts, Jiang Shouyi, who had already broken the formation, opened his eyes, picked up the black stick and took a step forward to ask the gray-clothed man: "What kind of realm are you now? I haven't played these tricks for many years, and I suddenly have a faint urge to break through the realm when I move today." ”

The gray-clothed man was stunned for a moment by his question, and then reacted and laughed wildly: "Hahaha! I'm laughing to death, if I wasn't deaf in my ears, I just heard you say that you want to break through the realm? Hahaha! Your head was crushed by the door, right? Martial artists break through the realm? Martial artists in the world have to break through the realm except for the beginning of entering the grandmaster, before that it was just a joke about spinning around in place at the foot of the mountain to gain more strength, you told me that you want to break through the realm, then at least the little grandmaster must break through the limitations of his own martial arts and comprehend the ethereal heaven and earth vitality. The strength of the little grandmaster who broke through the realm is comparable to that of the monk Jindan realm, are you crazy?"

Jiang Shouyi didn't interrupt him, but waited for him to finish laughing before patiently explaining: "Of course I know this, so I asked you what kind of realm you are, whether you are as high as Jin Dan, and whether you are qualified to be a stepping stone for me to break through the realm." It can't be that bad luck on my part, right?

When the man in gray heard him say this, the smile on his face gradually solidified, and he looked at Jiang Shouyi's serious expression and began to reply seriously: "Your luck is very good." Just right, I'm a cultivator of the Jindan Realm!"

Everyone in the lower courtyard fell into a new shock, even Yin Zhiqian himself didn't expect that he had just worshiped that Chixia old demon as his teacher, and the one sent by the master to protect him was actually a true immortal of the Jindan Realm. Master Xin, who was originally going to do it, also gave up the idea in his heart when he heard this, he really couldn't think of anything special about this Yin Zhiqian, worthy of the Chixia Old Demon Xingshi to send a strong man from the Jindan Realm to protect him. You must know that although the monks of the Jindan Realm are nothing to a top sect like Kunyu Mountain, but in the mountains and fields of small families and small households, the sentence "Forming a Jindan Guest, only for my generation" is the pursuit of many monks' lives.

Thinking of this, that Master Xin secretly smiled bitterly in his heart: "Today's Asan is really full of surprises!"