At dawn the next morning, a clear whistle spread throughout the entire Yuquan Mountain, "Yang Jian!

I saw Yin Wugeng jump off the purple unicorn, hang the immortal box on the unicorn's back, and walk towards the Jinxia Cave step by step with the dragon double whip in his hand. And Yang Jian already knew that Yin Wugeng was coming, so he stayed awake all night, so he had already placed a stone table and a stone chair in the courtyard outside the cave, warmed a pot of wine, and waited for Yin Wugeng to come.

"Fellow Daoist, please!" Yang Jian sat on the side of the stone table and stretched out his hand to signal Yin Wugeng to take a seat.

Seeing this formation, Yin Wugeng laughed, "Is this a salute before a soldier?" and then sat opposite.

Seeing Yang Jian's calm expression, Yin Wugeng couldn't help but say: "Knowing that I will come to the door, you don't dodge or hide, you can be regarded as a man." ”

Yang Jian raised the wine jug and poured a glass for each of them, and said, "There are some things that can't be avoided, so it's better to face them calmly." Besides, you are not the only one who wants to kill Yang Jian. After that, he raised his glass, "Today's battle, life and death have their own destiny, whether you kill me or I kill you, the grievances end here, and no one should be involved in sectarian affairs." ”

"Good. Yin Wugeng picked up the wine and said: "I only avenge the master, so I will only kill you, and I will never involve other sect members." With that, he drank the wine in his glass.

Yang Jian smiled indifferently, dipped his fingers in wine and gently wrote a few words on the table, and then quickly wiped out all the words with a wave of his hand. Yin Wugeng seemed to see it at a glance, and couldn't help but think: 'What kind of medicine is sold in this Yang Jian's gourd?'

Before he could figure it out, Yang Jian suddenly stood up and said, "I know the ability of Daoyou, if I can die under the sword of Daoyou today, I will have no regrets!" He deliberately said the word 'under the sword' very seriously, and then glanced at Yin Wugeng, not knowing what his intention was.

'Died in ...... Under the sword?' Yin Wugeng pondered the deep meaning carefully, "What does this Yang Jian want to do......

"Come on!" Yang Jian jumped out like a flying bird spirit ape, jumped to the side and picked up the three-pointed two-edged edge, and the white robe on his body danced in the wind.

Yin Wugeng naturally did not show weakness, holding the golden whip in his hand and going head-on, the two no longer talked nonsense about weapons and fighting, on cultivation, Yin Wugeng absorbed forty percent of the Wuji Golden Pill, and had 120,000 years of Taoism, slightly higher than Yang Jian;

"It's useless to fight again...... Yin Wugeng couldn't attack for a long time, he shook a whip, and then stabbed his double whips to the ground, his palms were full of green energy, and twenty-four Dinghaizhu immediately flew out of his sleeve robe, and he wanted to use Dinghaizhu to determine the victory or defeat.

Seeing Yin Wugeng show his magic weapon, Yang Jian's face tightened, and he hurriedly waited for it. I saw that Dinghaizhu was divided into left and right, twelve on each side, and it was like a meteor shower coming towards Yang Jian.

"Hmph, I'll let you know today how powerful I am at teaching Xuangong!" Yang Jian carried out eight or nine Xuangong, and the changes were endless, only to see Dinghaizhu burst out of a golden light on Yang Jian's body, but he was unharmed.

"Last time, I was careless and let you break the exercises after a sneak attack, this time it's not so easy!" Yang Jian was full of confidence, he had relied on the 'Eight or Nine Xuangong' passed down by the sect leader to seal the god battlefield. He knew very well that there were not many magic weapons that could break through the eight or nine Xuangong between heaven and earth, and although Dinghaizhu was a first-grade spiritual treasure, it was impossible for Yin Wugeng's current cultivation to hurt himself.

Yin Wugeng's face was shocked: "This eight or nine Xuangong is really powerful, and even Dinghaizhu can't do anything about him, how can it be good?" While hesitating, Yin Wugeng suddenly thought of the immortal box hanging on the back of the purple qilin, and suddenly laughed: "Hmph, Yang Jian, there is a fixed number in the underworld, Dinghaizhu can't hurt you, how about trying this?"

"Out of the sheath!" Yin Wugeng pointed his hand at the unicorn, and the immortal box suddenly opened, and a golden light flew out like a flying sword. The top of the golden light cover suddenly made Yang Jian unable to move, and even the Yuan Shen couldn't escape, so panicked that Yang Jian exclaimed: "It's not good!

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, but I saw that the Zhuxian Sword turned around Yang Jian's neck, and the head immediately fell to the ground, but there was no blood splashed out of the neck. The reason is that Yang Jian has already taken off the mortal womb, and if the nine transformations are successful, the gods and elements will be one, so there is no blood leakage. It's a pity that even if Yang Jian has 100,000 years of Taoism, he is useless in front of the ancient artifact Zhuxian Sword, although Dinghaizhu is powerful, it is the treasure of Buddhism, how can it be compared with Hongmeng's No. 1 Zhuxian Sword in terms of killing power? Yang Jian's body is in a different place, and it is difficult to save the Daluo Immortal.

Although his head fell to the ground, Yang Jian's body still stood tall. Yin Wugeng was a little unhappy in his heart when he killed Yang Jian, and sighed secretly: "This Yang Jian is worthy of being a man who stands up to the sky! If it weren't for my revenge for killing the master, you and I might still be able to become friends...... That's it, Master, your great enemy disciple has been avenged! May your spirit in heaven rest in peace!"

The revenge was avenged, Yin Wugeng breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed, but he didn't know that a figure was quietly jumping out of the ground behind him. "Who?" Yin Wugeng felt that someone behind him hurriedly turned around, where was there too late? I saw this person imprint on Yin Wugeng's back door with a palm, and flew him out like a kite with a broken string.

"Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yin Wugeng's mouth, he was not like Yang Jian, who had eight or nine Xuangong body protectors, the power of this palm was strong through the five organs, and it was obvious that someone who came wanted his own life. Yin Wugeng rolled on the ground, forced himself to stand up and half-knelt on the ground, although the immortal power stored in his body offset part of the palm power, but it also made Yin Wugeng almost unable to move.

I only heard the person in front of me laugh and said: "The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind! Yin boy, it's been a long time!"

Yin Wugeng categorically couldn't forget this voice, raised his head and scolded angrily: "It's you, the old man who burns the lamp!"

The person who came was the lamp. I saw that he had a good time, raised his hand and put the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls into his sleeve, and laughed: "This treasure is a Western thing, let's return it to the poor road." Randen glanced at Yang Jian's corpse again, nodded and said with satisfaction: "Yes, it seems that you really lived up to your high expectations and killed Yang Jian, but Poor Dao is not interested in the grievances between you, I only have one purpose, which is to take away the remaining golden pill in your body!"

'Oh no!' Yin Wugeng was weak at the moment, knowing that he couldn't fight against the Burning Lamp Dao man, he couldn't help but punch the ground, "Damn, how could this old puppet suddenly appear, it's really careless!"

At this moment, two more figures descended from the sky. The lantern man glanced at the two of them, these two people were very strange, they had horns on their heads, one gold and one silver, they had never seen them, and they couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? Do you want to do good things about the poor road?"

These two people are the mysterious people who attacked Yang Jian the day before yesterday, the Golden Horn Immortal and the Silver Horn Immortal. The two of them arched their hands towards the burning lamp, and said: "Don't misunderstand, seniors, I came to check on the master's order to see if Yang Jian is dead, how the seniors want to deal with this kid has nothing to do with the two of us, please just ask." ”

"That's good. Lighting the lamp brushed his beard, although he didn't recognize the two of them, it was good not to disturb himself anyway.

The Golden Horn Immortal walked up to Yang Jian's corpse and sneered: "The long-standing Yang Jian has now become a headless ghost, it's really pitiful to think about! After that, he grabbed the head of the person who fell to the ground, and said to Yinjiao: "You and I will take Yang Jian's head back to restore my life, which is also a great achievement." ”

The Silver Horn Immortal was even more greedy, and walked straight to the Immortal Sword that fell to the ground, obviously this ancient artifact made him more interested.

"Stop!" "Stop it!" the lantern man suddenly shouted at the silver horn: "That sword is in the old man's bag, what kind of thing are you, dare to touch it?"

was scolded by the lamp, the silver horn was furious, and shot back: "Old thing! I respect you as a senior to let you have three points, do you really think that my brothers are afraid that you will not succeed! You want Yin Wugeng's kid, I have already given it to you, and this sword will belong to my brother!"

"I don't know how thick the sky is, the poor people also want it, and the sword also needs it!" Randen waved his hand and sacrificed Dinghai Zhu, preparing to clean up these two people of unknown origin first.

Just as the tension was blowing, the Silver Horn Immortal suddenly exclaimed, "It......'s not good! Why is it so light?" At the same time, Yang Jian's human head in the Golden Horn Immortal's hand suddenly burned, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly threw it away, scolding, "What's going on?"

When it was too late, a cold light flashed, and the Golden Horn Immortal only felt a chill in his abdomen, and blood splattered out. "Wow!" panicked, this guy hurriedly took two steps back, only to see that the corpse of Yang Jian, who had just stood still, actually injured himself with a divine blade, which was simply incredible. When he looked at it again, a lotus flower grew on Yang Jian's neck, and then a head grew.

"You...... How dare you fool me!" The Golden Horn Immortal realized something, pulled out the Seven Star Sword, and shouted at the Silver Horn: "We were deceived, Yang Jian is not dead!" When the Silver Horn heard this, he waved the 'Zhuxian Sword' in his hand and slashed it towards Yang Jian, Yang Jian turned around and raised his arm to greet him, and the 'Zhuxian Sword' shattered when it landed, which was obviously fake.

"How can I lure you out without a bureau?" Yang Jian sneered and raised his hand to sacrifice the Fantian Seal, "Today, you two will leave your life for me!"

"It's not good, it's Fantianyin!" The two of Golden Horn and Silver Horn saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly borrowed the soil to escape.

Yang Jian didn't chase after him, he saw a jade pendant hanging on the three-pointed two-edged edge, he took it off and saw that it was engraved with the three words of Bajing Palace, and he couldn't help but be shocked: "How could it be...... Could it be that these two weirdos are from the Eight Views Palace? There's no reason!'

Xuandu Cave Bajing Palace is the cave of Taishang Laojun Laozi, and Lao Tzu gave a lot of assistance to the Sect during the Battle of the Gods, and he still has several connections with Yang Jian, how could he send his men to assassinate him? Yang Jian couldn't figure it out for a while......

"Yang Jian, what the hell are you doing?" The Burning Lamp Daoist originally wanted to attack Yin Wugeng, but who knew that his nephew suddenly came to life, which obviously kept the Burning Lamp Daoist in the dark, and at this moment he didn't dare to do such a thing as taking the Dan in front of Yang Jian, so he had to use anger to cover up his inner uneasiness.

Yang Jian arched his hand, "Uncle Shi, my nephew wants to ask you, what the hell are you doing? Today is the two of us settling grievances, why are you here?"

The person who burned the lamp stroked his beard, and said with a face like iron: "I...... I have some personal grudges with this Yin Wugeng, and they have nothing to do with you. ”

Yang Jian also did not give in, "But the grievances between the two of us have not yet been settled, please forgive my nephew for not letting my uncle take him away." ”

Yin Wugeng also eased up at this time, got up and looked at each other angrily: "Burning the lamp, old horseman, do you want to settle the grudge with me?" Okay, ten days later, I will personally go to your Daxue Mountain to pay a visit, and we will end the new hatred and old hatred together!"

"You ......" Ran Deng looked at the two people in front of him at this moment, secretly calculated the situation, and then laughed and said: "Okay, the future is terrible! Yin Wugeng, ten days later, I will be waiting for you at the Eagle Peak of the Great Snow Mountain! This is the sea pearl! The poor road will be taken back!" After that, he hurriedly left.

Needless to say, the lamp suddenly stirred up the situation. At this moment, there was still a group of people standing on the mountain in the distance quietly watching the scene that had just happened, it was Long Ji, Zhao Gongming, and Yunxiao. Obviously, the outcome of this battle was a big disappointment for Longji.

"I didn't expect that every year I was pecked by the geese this year!I was actually tricked by these two boys!" Long Ji hugged his hands and smiled bitterly and shook his head, "That's it, this Yang Jian seems to be really fateful, we can't attack him for the time being." ”

"What about the Zhuxian Sword?" Zhao Gongming asked, "The princess gave the sword to Yin Wugeng to let him kill Yang Jian, and he will definitely not kill Yang Jian now, isn't it a waste?" Besides, what Your Majesty wants is a four-mouth sword, and if one is missing, how can he explain it." ”

"There's no hurry. Long Ji waved his hand and said confidently: "He can't fly out of my palm yet, I have my own way." Then he quietly left with everyone.

Looking back at Jinxia Cave, Yin Wugeng looked at Yang Jian and asked, "Daoyou asked me to act in this play with you, how is it? And Yin Wugeng also understood it, so he staged a good show with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian showed the jade pendant he had just picked up, "Fellow Daoist, look, this jade pendant belongs to the Eight Views Palace." It shows that the Golden Horn Immortal and the Silver Horn Immortal who are going to hunt me down are probably related to the Eight Views Palace, and Daoyou think about it again, why did Princess Longji hand over the Zhuxian Sword to you at this time? I think there is only one purpose, that is, to let you kill me with the Zhuxian Sword. If you think about it further, from Princess Longji's enthusiastic mediation for the two religions, to my accidental killing of the Holy Mother, it seems that everything is an emergency, but it seems that you and I are falling into a trap step by step. ”

What Yang Jian said, naturally Yin Wugeng also had the same confusion. He looked at the jade pendant and asked, "If your guess is right, if Miss Longji set up this game from beginning to end, why did she kill you?

Yang Jian looked up at the sky and said faintly: "I'm afraid that Miss Longji doesn't have such a great ability, she can mobilize so many people at will, and someone else wants to kill me......"

"Now that you know in your heart, who is that person?" Yin Wugeng asked.

Yang Jian shook his head, "I can't tell you. There is no need for you to get involved in this strife, and besides, you will not be less troublesome than I am. ”

Yin Wugeng sighed: "Okay." I'll find Miss Longji and ask for clarification. Before that, the grievances between you and me will be put aside for the time being. ”

When Yin Wugeng was about to leave, Yang Jian suddenly said, "By the way, Miss Qing'er came last night." ”

As soon as he heard Ao Qing's news, Yin Wugeng immediately stopped. "Where is she? Is she okay?"

Yang Jian replied, "She's fine, but I don't know where she went." She just told me that she was caught by Princess Longji a few days ago and went to Mount Emei, so she didn't bother with you. ”

"Caught by Long Ji?" Yin Wugeng was silent for a moment, then turned around and jumped on the purple qilin and arched his hand towards Yang Jian: "If she comes to you again, please let her go to Biyou Palace to find me!"

Although this battle was inconclusive, and Dinghaizhu was lost, Yin Wugeng still had the real Zhuxian Sword on his side, as long as he had this hole card in his hand, he had the possibility of changing the situation.