The clouds and mist were swirling, the bamboo branches were dancing, and a person slowly floated out of the mist, who was wearing a black-and-white long-sleeved cloak, and his whole body was shrunk in the cloak, and his face was also covered with a black and white mask of gossip.

His feet never left the ground, but he felt like he was floating like a ghost.

"Xiaozhufeng is an important place for Buddhism, I don't know why the Yin and Yang Master is here?" said to the Yin and Yang Ancestor with an expressionless face.

"Mr. Xiao is too worried, since it is an important place for Buddhism, I naturally dare not bother, but there are a few distinguished guests from Shushan here, and the old man wants to do his best to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, and I hope that Mr. Xiao will be fulfilled", the Yin and Yang Ancestor said, and his eyes fell on Mu Wanrong.

"You old demon, use tricks to hurt Senior Brother Li, I will do the right thing for the heavens today, old demon, take your life!" Mu Wanrong said, her eyebrows were raised, and with a bang, the long sword in her hand was dazzling and was about to kill the Yin and Yang Ancestor.

The scholar stood in front of Mu Wanrong and said in a low voice: "The Yin Yang Ancestor has reached the spirit body realm, even if I join forces, I am not his opponent, so we must not be impulsive."

"You and this old demon eyebrows, it's not a good thing, there is a difference between good and evil since ancient times, junior sister, let's work together to avenge Senior Brother Li, old demon, look at me flying fairy sword in a hundred steps!"

As she spoke, Mu Wanrong screamed, her expression was awe-inspiring, and the long sword in her hand was dazzling and she killed the Yin Yang Ancestor!"

At the same time, Zhao Xue showed a cold light in his palm, and the long sword Ruhong also killed towards the Yin and Yang Ancestor.

"I have heard for a long time that Mu Wanrong, the fairy of Shushan, was the second Zhao Yanran back then, and the old man asked for advice or two, hahaha...... Back then, Zhao Yanran killed sixteen people in my sect, and today the old man wants to get some justice", Yin Yang Ancestor said, but his body retreated sharply towards the mist.

Mu Wanrong saw that the Yin and Yang Ancestor was retreating in a hurry, and her heart was in a hurry, she pinched a sword trick in her right hand, and the flying sword took off her hand and went straight to the Yin Yang Ancestor.

The Yin Yang Ancestor's big-sleeved robe was very agile, but he saw that his body was crooked, and the long sword passed by, and in the blink of an eye, the flying sword in Zhao Xue's hand was also in front of him.

The long sword hit the Yin Yang Ancestor face door, but in the next moment, Zhao Xuedui was stunned, and the long sword broke through the Yin Yang Ancestor face door, but it was just a black and white mask that was cut in half, where was the figure of the Yin Yang Ancestor.

Suddenly, a shout came from the mist: "Get up!"

With a bang, the demon wind in the bamboo forest was fierce, the mist was full of clouds, and in the underground soil, five or six yin corpses, Tsing Yi and armor held the blade, and their eyes were scarlet from three sides to Mu Wanrong and Zhao Xue.

The scholar was shocked and shouted: "It's not good, it's a corpse refining spell."

The unprecepted monk was dazzling with golden light at this time, and after hearing the scholar's words, he rose in the air and chanted: "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha", the Buddha beads in his palm were like living creatures, the golden light was shining, getting bigger and bigger, and finally it became the size of a fist, only attacking towards the group of yin corpses!

"Boom ......"

When the Buddha bead hit the Yin corpse, it immediately erupted into a roar, and clusters of fire burst out from the Yin corpse, but it couldn't stop them from approaching Zhao Xue and Mu Wanrong at all.

Mu Wanrong's face was clear, her hair was flying, the flying sword in her hand was agile and empty, her aura was swaying like a spring, and the sword of the falling rain sword fell like rain, and in the blink of an eye, the body of the yin corpse in front of her was full of blood.

Her eyebrows were raised, and the last sword went directly through the head of the Yin Corpse, and the flesh and blood on the forehead of the Yin Corpse burst and slowly fell.

On the other side, Zhao Xue was like a fairy, flying in the air, causing the yin corpses below to spin around, the flying sword in his hand was cold and shining, erratic, and occasionally with a ruthless move, he directly cut off the head of the yin corpse, and in a few breaths, three yin corpses fell to the ground.

In the bamboo forest, the Yin Yang Ancestor let out a sneer: "Little girl, at such an age, there is such a creation, even compared to the little master of my family, today in addition to the two of you, it has also saved me a lot of trouble for the Holy Sect, this is just the beginning!"

The Yin and Yang Ancestor said, waving his long sleeves and calling out six "up" words one after another.

"Up, up, up, up, up, up, up", the sound is vigorous, for a while, the bamboo branches danced wildly, and a terrifying skeleton was exposed on the ground, some were wearing armor and holding swords, and some of the flesh and blood were blurred to reveal bloody bone claws, one after another, the black pressed ones were connected together, and there were more than 100 of them surrounding the temple.

The yin corpse crushed over like a torrent, Mu Wanrong couldn't help but change color, took a few steps back under her feet, looked back at Zhao Xue and said, "Hua'er, take your senior brother away, I'll block them first."

"Hahaha, if you want to escape, the fresh meat delivered to the door, how can I tell you to get rid of one today", the Yin Yang Ancestor laughed when he heard it.

Suddenly, the scholar picked up, the folding fan swept towards the group of yin corpses, the silver needle rushed to the surface of the group of yin corpses like rain, the scholar swept the folding fan, the silver needle was extremely accurate, and the yin corpses passed through the head one by one, and the front seven or eight yin corpses suddenly fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the Yin Yang Ancestor couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "Little Sir, although the old man doesn't know what the relationship between you and the remnants of the demon clan of Motu is, take advantage of your affection to let the old man settle down in Mingnan Mountain, and I have obeyed the promise of not harming the demonic beast before, but if you want to stand up for this Shushan disciple, don't blame the old man for turning his face and not recognizing people!"

Hearing this, Mu Wanrong suddenly looked at the scholar with sharp eyes and said, "You are really the same as this old demon, and today I Mu Wanrong is convenient for you to fight."

The monk was confused, and when he saw a hundred and ten Yin corpses approaching, he clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, Master Yin and Yang, we have something to say, there is still dog meat in the Sprinkle Temple, it is better to eat it with you."

"Hmph, the little monk can speak, but my Holy Sect has been inseparable from Shushan since ancient times, and I will kill a few of her today, if you dare to make a move, the old man doesn't care about a few more corpses under the tent."

The Yin Yang Ancestor was murderous, but he was a little jealous of the scholar in his heart, after all, he could not abide by the Mo Tu Alliance, and he could enter and enter freely, and the Yin Yang Ancestor only saw the scholar alone.

What's more, the scholar can still control the beasts, which really makes people jealous of the relationship behind him.

Having said that, as long as it doesn't hurt him, as for the others, he asked himself if he was refining the corpse spell with one hand, although he was destroyed by Sang Ying's demon girl and lost most of his cultivation, he still had the strength of the spirit body realm.

Since the creation of Emperor Mo Yi, all kinds of cultivation in the world are inseparable from the division of the realm, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, opening the spiritual root, creating the sea of gods, knotting the Yuan Dan, condensing the spiritual crown, turning into a doppelganger, becoming a spiritual one, showing holy light, and realizing the true immortals.

If there is a difference in the realm, it is a world of difference!

The further back, the gap becomes more and more grand, the strength of the Yin Yang Ancestor is now in the Spirit Body Realm, and the few people in front of him are only in the Fourth Realm at most, and there is a gap in strength, so the Yin Yang Ancestor is very confident, and he doesn't even need to take action in person.

"Master Yin and Yang, I read that you are an elder, and I have never bothered with you, but today you are aggressive, San Lang is not talented, and today I will give up my life to accompany you, if San Lang has three long and two short, the family teacher is to blame, and the Yin and Yang master has to be careful", the scholar made a loud noise, folded the fan after speaking, and strode directly into the group of Yin corpses.

The Yin Yang Ancestor smiled and said jokingly: "Even if you want to die, you don't dare to do it, I won't hurt you."

Clinker, at the moment after the words of the Yin and Yang Ancestor, the scholar froze, and let him run rampant in the group of Yin corpses, and the Yin Corpse saw that he just avoided it, and did not love to fight, and only rushed towards Mu Wanrong and Zhao Xue in one go.

"Hua'er, go quickly, the master will definitely mention me for revenge, old demon, suffer death!"

Mu Wanrong snorted, and the blue light suddenly shone between her hands, and a pair of blue jade bracelets took off her hands, and in an instant, the blue light lit up like a waterfall in front of the entire bamboo forest, covered with green light, and the yin corpses below seemed to be under a spell for a moment, and they were stunned in place one by one.

At this moment, Mu Wanrong flew up, clenched the flying sword in her hand, and went straight to the Yin and Yang Ancestor!

"Jiuli Dragon Pattern Bracelet, oh, no, it's just an imitation weapon, I think that the old Dao Gu is not so generous, just with the strength of your third realm, can this sword kill me?"

Yin Yang Ancestor's tone was very disdainful, because he had this strength, seeing that Mu Wanrong fell forward, he rolled up the incoming flying sword with his long sleeves, and at the same time, under the expressionless black and white mask, he coldly shouted out a word: "Death!"

The moment he spoke, the Yin Yang Ancestor flipped his left hand and stretched out his long sleeves, and suddenly hit Mu Wanrong's body.

"Ah...... No", the scholar screamed, Xiao Lin's brothers and sisters were dumbfounded, and the monk sighed secretly in his heart, although Mu Wanrong had a hard mouth, she was chivalrous and daring.

Following everyone, they were stunned again, almost not seeing it clearly, Zhao Xue, who was far behind her, suddenly came to Mu Wanrong's body, and the flying sword in her hand stabbed towards the left hand of the Yin Yang Ancestor in an instant.

"Boom!"

With a bang, the tip of the sword touched the tip of the finger, the light was blazing, and the aura burst.

In an instant, Mu Wanrong and Zhao Xue were directly shocked and flew out. The Yin Yang Ancestor also retreated backwards three steps in succession before he could barely stabilize his body.

Clinker, in an instant, Zhao Xue, who had just stabilized her figure, actually came to the Yin Yang Ancestor again like a phantom, followed by the flying sword like rain, and the sharp sword moves accompanied by the roaring sword qi, fiercely attacked the Yin Yang Ancestor.

A few people watching the game on the field were stunned, and even Mu Wanrong was also amazed.

At this time, Zhao Xue's expression was awe-inspiring, the crystal clear long sword was like a living thing in her hand, extremely agile and elegant, a white veil danced lightly in the wind, she was like that fairy, accompanied by the galloping sword light, her body was agile and fast, forcing the Yin Yang Ancestor to retreat, and a bloody mouth was exposed on her body.

Surrounded and fought with a sister-in-law, but was stabbed with a sword, the Yin and Yang Ancestor suddenly became angry, his big sleeves were like the wind, his aura was swaying, and he made a ruthless move against Zhao Xue.

On one side the sword is like rain, and on the other hand, the long sleeves are like the wind, and in an instant, the two of them walked dozens of rounds.

Finally, Zhao Xue's divine sea was exhausted, the aura could not support it, and the sword moves slowed down, causing the Yin Yang Ancestor to get a gap, and suddenly flew out with a palm.

Zhao Xue's face turned pale, and she looked at Mu Wanrong with a lot of guilt, her dry lips trembled and she whispered: "Senior sister, you go in and bring them out, I have a magic weapon that shatters the void, let's run away."

After a battle, the Yin Yang Ancestor couldn't calm down for a long time, he was too shocked in his heart, this young woman actually used the essence of the Flying Rain Sword, just like the young man in the Flame Mountain back then, his mortal enemy.

So now the Yin Yang Ancestor is very angry, and it is actually the Flying Rain Sword again!

The black and white mask covered his expression, and he only heard him say in a deep voice: "I reached the fourth realm at a young age, and the old man has never seen such a method against the sky for a hundred years, and if it goes on for a long time, it will be enough, so, little girl, you must die today."

"What?!The Fourth Realm, how is it possible?" This time the monk did not recite Amitabha, he was indeed stunned, and his astonishment could not be greater.

No one can cultivate to the fourth realm at this age, Zhao Yanran can't, Mu Wanrong can't, even the demon king of the Nanyuan Medicine King Palace can't do it, let alone those elm heads in the Incense Valley of the Western Desert.

Shuchang breathed a sigh of relief, if he said his strength, he didn't dare to say that he could beat Mu Wanrong, but Mu Wanrong still stayed in the third realm, and the real duel began, even if he had just stepped into the third realm, he asked himself if he could fight against Mu Wanrong.

But the little girl in front of her, who is less than fourteen years old, has actually arrived in the fourth realm!

How is this possible?

The scholar was shocked beyond measure, he was well-read and knowledgeable, and he had a certain understanding of the thousands of strong people in the Eastern Soil and even the Four Regions, but at the age of fourteen, he reached the fourth realm, this is simply the first peerless genius in the ages, there is no one!

The Fourth Realm of the First of the Ages!

"Senior sister, why are you disobedient", Mu Wanrong's face was gloomy, this junior sister of hers is now the treasure of the entire Shushan, if it is except for accidents, she doesn't dare to think about it at all......

"Senior sister, you go and find Senior Brother and Xiao Yu'er to come out, I can still block him for a while", Zhao Xue's face was pale and her expression was awe-inspiring.

"Shushan really teaches well, at a young age, there is such a way, I don't know what will happen in the future, but unfortunately the fledgling, those old things in Shushan are not there, I have met the old decay, today is your death", the Yin and Yang Ancestor said, his eyes were red, a pair of long sleeves were swung red, and the killing machine was revealed!

During the shouting room, the Yin and Yang Ancestor had long sleeves like a dragon, and the black majestic aura turned into a dragon and hit the sky directly, and the cyan jade bracelet in the air suffered a sudden blow, making a "crackling" sound.

In an instant, it shattered.

The strong man in the spirit body realm is full of murderous opportunities, and the powerful aura cyclone is fluttering between heaven and earth, and the powerful aura almost makes people dare not look directly, the Yin and Yang Ancestor stepped in the center, within a radius of dozens of miles, and he turned the clouds and rain.

Mu Wanrong's eyes were resolute, she had only one belief in her heart, her junior sister couldn't have an accident, she was concerned about the future of the entire Shushan.

If you want to die, let me come.

She was as green as a waterfall, flying in the wind, her expression was resolute, and she said to Zhao Xue in a deep voice: "Senior sister, you retreat, take Senior Brother Li and leave, this is an order!"

"Amitabha, Master Yin and Yang, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground", the monk said, strode back, stood with the scholar Xiao Lin and a few others, and whispered to the scholar: "Today, we only have self-preservation, Ye Xiaozi's little lady ...... this time"

The monk was lamenting, suddenly there was one more person beside him, green clothes were ragged, but calm, he stood there with a sword in his hand, it was like a mountain, the atmosphere was rippling, and the yin corpse rushing in front of him could no longer move forward.

The man was more than seven feet tall, his hair was a little messy, but he couldn't hide his handsome face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and stood there and said word by word: "Yin and Yang old ghost, who said that there is no one in Shushan!"