"Peace of mind? Funny! Don't force us with the good and evil of ordinary people, we are a wealthy family under the protection of power, as long as we can protect our interests, we are just, and ordinary people's sense of good and evil does not apply to us!" Shangguan Yucheng said.

"Then I will take your life today! Avenge my dead father, mother, uncle and aunt, avenge countless innocent people who died, and also clear out an eagle dog who is angry with the royal court!" Zhuo Yifan said and flew above Shangguan Yucheng's head.

"Shizi, let us two old bones meet this hairy boy. "Yin husband and yang woman said.

"Well, the two masters should be more careful, this kid still has two hits. "Shangguan Yucheng Road.

"Don't worry, this kid dares to pretend to be a disciple of my Gang Sect, and he is angry with me. The yin husband took the lead in sending a silver needle to Zhuo Yifan.

I saw that the silver needle was pulling the light in the black curtain, like a meteor in the sky dragging a bright tail, stabbing directly at Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly stretched out the blood-drinking sword to resist, and with a crisp sound, the embroidered silver needle fell to the ground and disappeared, even with the tail of the flames.

Seeing this, Yin Fu was a little angry, his powerful silver needle touched Zhuo Yifan's blood-drinking sword, but it didn't work at all, and it fell to the ground.

Then, he sent three silver needles in a row, one in front of two behind, constantly changing positions halfway, the erratic form was dazzling, and when he flew to the distance of the blood-drinking sword, he pierced the blood-drinking sword from three directions, east, west, and south.

Zhuo Yifan shook the hilt of the blood-drinking sword, and from the shape of the flying meteorite on the hilt, several dazzling darts were released, which were intertwined with the three silver needles, making a crisp jingle bell.

Seeing this, the yin man suddenly shot out a few silver needles, forming a circle of silver needles, which were entangled with the stray darts of the blood-drinking sword, indistinguishable from each other.

The dark night sky, under the dazzling silver light, became bright and dark, like a rainy night with lightning and thunder, and lightning pierced the sky from time to time.

After a long time of struggling between the blood-drinking sword's darts and the embroidered silver needles, the aperture of those silver needles slowly disappeared, and the night sky returned to dimness.

Yin Fu was already angry at this time, he had never lost such a big person, whether it was in front of the people in the rivers and lakes, or in front of the soldiers with high martial arts, but now he was pecked by an eagle in the palace of the Zhongyi King, which made him unacceptable.

Regardless of his hundred-year-old age, he jumped to the ground with his feet and pounced directly on Zhuo Yifan, and a ribbon suddenly flashed in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yifan felt a little ridiculous, no wonder he was called a yin husband, the weapons used were all women's things. Whether it is the embroidered silver needle or the bright red ribbon, appearing in the hand of an old man, it is always not so coordinated, and it is not very elegant.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan's smiling expression, the yin husband knew that Zhuo Yifan was laughing at him in his heart, so he threw off the ribbon sharply, and the ribbon immediately became like a steel whip, and directly slapped Zhuo Yifan's face.

Suddenly, seeing that the ribbon produced a steel whip-like force, Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to take it lightly, he quickly raised his qi and luck, and hit the Prajna Zen palm, the shape of the two palms, and clenched towards the steel whip.

The steel whip quickly reversed direction, moving upwards above the shape of the palm, and then slashed down towards the shape of the palm.

A loud sound shattered the silence of the night, and together with the bars of fire that were created by the splitting, a ray of light was as bright as day.

However, the slashing of the steel whip did not succeed, and the shape of the palm of the Prajna Zen palm, which kept bending, was not split.

Zhuo Yifan quickly punched out his fingers again, and a fist shape directly pounced on the yin husband.

The yin man hurriedly dodged, and struggled to deal with the powerful fist, but he couldn't care about his steel whip.

The shape of Zhuo Yifan's previous Prajna Zen palm was violently slapping the steel whip-shaped ribbon at this time, and bursts of flames fell from it from time to time.

This was repeated many times, and the whip became thinner and thinner, until it became the original form of a ribbon and continued to fall downward.

The yin man leaned over and grabbed the ribbon that was slowly descending and put it back in his hand.

He fell to the ground, stopped, and his face was angry, "Boy, I didn't expect your martial arts to be so high!"

"Thank you seniors for the compliment, your martial arts are the same as your age, which is admirable. Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

"You...... What do you mean, do you dislike me for being old?" the yin man exclaimed.

"No, no, no, how dare you. I just think that at your age, you should live for a long time, and you still mess with the Zhongyi Palace, aren't you tired?"

Hearing this, the yin husband became even more angry. Not taking advantage of Zhuo Yifan just now has already made him sulky, and now he is sarcastic about himself in a different way, which is unbearable for the arrogant yin husband.

"I'm called Lao Dangyi, I'm strong, I'm powerful, I'm loyal and righteous, and I can't do without me, unlike you, a short-lived ghost, it won't take long for you to go to the Lord of Yama to worship. "The yin husband said compassionately.

Zhuo Yifan shook his head disapprenously, "I originally respected you as a senior, and good words made you leave with dignity, why are you so vicious, it seems that you really don't want to start and finish well." ”

"Boy, don't fight, if you have the ability, let me not die well, I'm looking forward to it!"

After speaking, the yin husband threw off the red ribbon and slashed towards Zhuo Yifan again.

This time, the yin man not only increased the internal force, but also accelerated the frequency, and the steel whip he threw out was dazzling, constantly converging into a steel whip bundle, bursting out with ten thousand rays of light.

Zhuo Yifan launched the Prajna Zen palm with a deeper internal force, and it was still continuously launched, and for a while, the sound of clanging continued, and the steel whip continued to break, dragging a long flame to fall.

Zhuo Yifan's series of attacks kept bending and breaking the steel whip-like ribbon of the yin husband, and the power became smaller and smaller.

Zhuo Yifan shook the blood-drinking sword again, leaped up, cut the ribbon with the blade of the blood-drinking sword, and kept shaking the sword body, the ribbon that kept falling down changed from a long strip to a short strip, and the short strip was divided into two until it fell finely.

And the yin husband staggered to his feet, clutched his chest, and kept retreating backwards. He fell to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Old man, what's wrong with you? don't scare me!" the yang woman hurriedly ran to the yin husband and lifted him up, her face full of fright and hysteria.

The yin husband exhaled with difficulty, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth kept dripping down, "This kid is quite powerful, we all underestimated him, and he hasn't pulled out the blood-drinking sword yet." ”

As he spoke, he set his eyes on Zhuo Yifan's hand, the blood-drinking sword that shone with a dazzling cold glow, and guessed how powerful Zhuo Yifan should be after it was used.

Zhuo Yifan said calmly: "I just saw that you are old, I didn't use all my strength, I just injured you, don't play martial arts again in a few months, you can rest well, let alone mix right and wrong, a lot of age, is it still necessary to toss?"