Mingjiao's action to save people was in full swing, step by step, and soon the entire Wan'an Temple became a sensation.

It's just that Zhao Min took a large number of masters to rescue the Ruyang Palace, and the guard force in the Wan'an Temple is a little weak, although the two elders of Xuanming have outstanding martial arts and are at the top of the rivers and lakes, but one Zhang Wuji can contain the two of them, and the remaining masters are more than enough to deal with some ordinary Yuanmeng soldiers.

Taiyuan Daoist was standing on a street not far from Wan'an Temple at this time, his breath was faint, as if there was nothing, looking at the noise in front of him, silent.

In front of the Ruyang Palace, Zhao Min and his entourage were in a hurry and had arrived.

"County Lord, we have sent a lot of masters back, I'm afraid that Wan'an Temple will not be able to hold on, those people from the six major factions?"

Ah Da whispered beside Zhao Min, looking like he was loyal, and his waist was bent down.

"Don't worry, I have my own plans, if I want to rescue the people of the six major factions, where is it so easy. ”

Zhao Min is full of confidence, these days, she is not only digging martial arts in Wan'an Temple, but also secretly making a lot of preparations, thinking of that purple figure, her confidence is a lot more.

There was a lot of noise, people shouted and neighed, this night was destined to be an unquiet night.

Taiyuan Daoist stood quietly, his breathing suddenly paused, and then he sighed faintly.

"Since Your Excellency is here, why do you want to hide, Poor Dao really didn't expect that there would be a master like you in the Yuanmeng Imperial Court!"

He suddenly spoke, and the street seemed to become silent at this moment, and then looked at Taiyuan's gaze like a deep pool, looking straight at the darkness not far in front of him.

"Hehe, the little Taoist is so profound!"

The voice was sharp and hoarse, piercing the eardrums, very ugly, and before the words fell, there was already one more person in front of Taiyuan Daoren.

This person was dressed in purple, his face was as pale as jade, without the slightest blood, his breath was extremely gloomy, and he only had a pair of eyes, shining with essence, and he was unsettled in the deep dark night.

When someone appeared, Taiyuan's heart was shocked, and his face became solemn.

In the induction of the Taiyuan Dao people, the yin and dense person in front of him, on the contrary, under the shroud of spirit, this person was like a blazing sun, and the raging heat almost burned the sky and the earth, which was extremely terrifying.

How is this kind of temperament, which is diametrically opposed to what is seen with the naked eye and felt by the divine mind, not shocking.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Although there was shock in his heart, Taiyuan's face was as calm as water, this is also his state of mind like water, and his sword intent is pure, even if the sky and the earth are cracked, he can't shake his heart, and he asks quietly.

"Our family is raining lightly, is the little Taoist priest here to block our family's way?"

This person is a eunuch in the inner palace, and with Taiyuan's eyesight, it is not difficult to see that when his mind turns, he vaguely understands the meaning of this person's intention.

"Poor Dao Taiyuan, Ming Sect Master, if you want to go to Wan'an Temple, it is even impossible. ”

Taiyuan opened his mouth indifferently, he didn't understand his figure, under the night wind, his clothes were like iron, and there was no sign of fluttering, which looked very weird.

"Ming Sect Master, I see, then there is no way, let's teach the Taoist priest your kung fu." ”

Qingyu's tone became softer and softer, and as he spoke, his figure flashed, and there was a purple light, which was extremely feminine and secretive, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Taiyuan Daoren, and a sharp and sharp energy rushed straight to the center of his eyebrows.

His eyes were like electricity, and as soon as the light flashed, he saw that this light rain hand was an orchid, and his thumb and index finger were holding a dull embroidery needle, the small embroidery needle pierced the void, and the air was rippled, as if there were countless fine bubbles collapsing in the air, mysterious and weird.

At this moment, Taiyuan Dao people suddenly thought of one person, the East is undefeated!

Yes, the light rain eunuch in front of him, out of the martial arts, gave him the feeling that the East was undefeated again.

"Sunflower Treasure!"

With an awe-inspiring heart, Taiyuan suddenly realized that the kung fu of the person in front of him must be a sunflower treasure.

He didn't expect that in the vast space and time, he would still be able to meet someone who practiced the Sunflower Treasure Book.

And the person in front of him, with a lot of kung fu, although he has never had the grandeur and domineering atmosphere of the undefeated in the East, but the feminine and mysterious place is even better.

This is also because of the difference in the temperament of the two people, so there will be completely different temperaments.

Hum, the sword chant rose sharply, a touch of cold light suddenly appeared, ding, crisp and pleasant, Taiyuan Dao people were clear, the long sword in his hand trembled, and the embroidery needle in Qingyu's hand collided fiercely, and the pure and powerful innate true power clashed in nothingness.

The two of them fought each other, as fast as electricity, under the dark night, one blue and one purple, two voices criss-crossed, layers of afterimages, like a dream, a few fingers of kung fu, the two do not know how many times they have fought each other.

The fierce sound of metal trembling stopped.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"The Sunflower Book really lives up to its name!"

The two of them spoke at the same time, looking at each other, and both saw caution in them.

The eunuch in front of him turned out to be an innate grandmaster.

Taiyuan Dao people have already understood.

In the end, it is an imperial dynasty, with a profound heritage, although Yuanmeng is like yesterday's yellow flower, close to the last generation, but in the imperial court, there is still a congenital grandmaster in charge, which makes Taiyuan Daoist somewhat surprised.

Moreover, this light rain eunuch, with a crippled body, can also achieve the realm of an innate grandmaster, and the talent and wisdom in it are unfathomable and amazing.

"You actually know about the magic skills practiced by our family?"

Qingyu frowned, his heart was puzzled and shocked, the sunflower treasure book he cultivated was a mysterious martial arts that circulated in the palace, and Qingyu accidentally found it when he was a teenager, this exercise was still very incomplete at the beginning, and many essences were incomplete, all thanks to his genius, after decades of practice, he slowly perfected this step of martial arts, and only a few years ago he named it Sunflower Treasure Book, asking himself this secret all over the world, only he himself knows, but he didn't expect that he actually heard the name Sunflower Treasure Book in the mouth of Taiyuan Dao, how not to let him be disturbed.

Everything is just an instant, the light rain has already shot again, his steps are flickering, his body is like a ghost, in a trance, turned into dozens of afterimages, the sound of sneering is endless, the sharp and sharp wind is killing layer by layer, the moves are unpredictable, and they hit the key point.

Taiyuan saw a flower in front of him, and there were light rain figures everywhere around him, and the dark and deep embroidery needles, small and sharp, could penetrate the golden stone, and with a cold qi, they stabbed at the vital points around him.

Qingyu's attack does not have much subtlety, the tricks are simple and direct, but with his fast and ghostly body speed, it has become the most terrifying killing technique in the world.

Under the movement of his mind, Taiyuan sword intent was vigorous, his heart was like Taishang, the breath of ruthless indifference emanated from his body, a trace of sword light was derived, and within three feet of his body, there were swords everywhere, even with the light rain supreme body method, the speed of thunder and lightning, he also felt a huge pressure.

No matter how fast and weird the embroidery needle in his hand is, and how domineering and condensed his innate true power is, as long as he attacks within three feet of the Taiyuan Daoist, he will inevitably be blocked by a wisp of sword light.