Yin Zhiping's mood at this time was like turning over the river and the sea, what kind of joke was he making? The Left Envoy of Bright Glory actually came in person, and you must know that the Left and Right Envoys of Bright Light were headed by the Left Envoy of Brightness. Yin Zhiping suddenly felt that he was very honored, at least it was a great honor to be able to let the Guangming Left Envoy who was above 10,000 people under the Mingjiao alone, at least what made him extremely painful was that he had to deal with such a big guy just after he came out of the rivers and lakes.

"I am the left envoy of the light, Yang Dingtian is also! Forgive me for being lonely and unheard, in the Quanzhen Sect, except for the head of the Dao at the Qiu, I really don't know that there is such an existence as a Dao leader, especially who is proficient in the strange arts of the Western Regions! Speaking of which, haven't you Central Plains people always called our martial arts in the Western Regions the Side Gate Left Dao?" After Yang Dingtian took off the ghost face, he was a young face, and he definitely didn't look more than sixteen years old, it was hard to believe that at such an age, he could be the second in command of the first demon sect in the Western Regions, which shows that his means are extraordinary.

Yin Zhiping knew that this Yang Dingtian would single-handedly build Mingjiao into the number one religion in the world in the future, and even the imperial court at that time would be afraid of three points, and the resistance forces everywhere all had the shadow of Mingjiao. Of course, what Yin Zhiping remembers more is that this eighty or ninety-year-old who also took away the lover of Cheng Kun, indirectly caused the early decline and rebirth of Mingjiao, and gave Mingjiao a new vitality again.

"Poor Dao is nameless in the Quanzhen Sect, so naturally he can't enter the eyes of the Yang Left Envoy, and the Poor Dao has left the Quanzhen Sect at this time, the Yang Left Envoy may not know that the Quanzhen Seventh Son's brother is profound, and if he wants to say that his strength is even more than a dozen streets away from the Poor Dao! If the Yang Left Envoy dares to underestimate the Central Plains Martial Arts, then he will suffer a lot!" Yin Zhiping still has some feelings for the Quanzhen Sect, listening to Yang Dingtian doesn't take the Quanzhen Sect in his eyes at all, it is simply the biggest insult to him, so he naturally doesn't give in, and even if the other party has a very high status, he is only a little hairy child, isn't it?

"Is it!? For the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, there is no meaning to underestimate it, and it is unheard of to be able to resist hundreds of thousands of Mongolian iron horsemen with the power of martial arts. In other places, the places pointed by Genghis Khan were all trampled into ruins, which shows the power of the Mongolian iron horse, and there is no need to say anything about the comparison between the two! It's just that the Quanzhen Sect, except for the head of the Qiu Division, it is difficult for people to know other names! Of course, these are not important, this time I came for this Mongolian princess, as long as the Taoist chief handed it over, then it will naturally be fine!" Yang Dingtian smiled at the corner of his mouth, everything seemed so chic, and he didn't seem to have any unhappiness at all because of what happened at the beginning, he would not look down on Yin Zhiping because of his use of "Ghost Prison Yin Wind".

The reason why Yang Dingtian said so much to Yin Zhiping was because he saw that Yin Zhiping was a talent, and he knew kung fu in the Western Regions, which was simply the best material for absorbing and entering the religion. Although Yang Dingtian is not optimistic about Yin Zhiping's strength at this time, don't forget that Yin Zhiping's progress is simply amazing, at the beginning he naturally saw that Yin Zhiping was a junior brother at all, but later he quickly used it skillfully.

Genius and hard work generally go hand in hand, but sometimes God is so unfair that giving special treatment to certain people allows them to reach amazing heights in a certain field. Yang Dingtian just felt that Yin Zhiping, with such rapid progress, would definitely be able to become a Dharma King with the Wusan people or even the Four Dharma Kings in less than a year, and he felt that it was worth it to exchange a few miscellaneous fish for a Dharma King.

Yin Zhiping didn't know that he should be glad that Yang Dingtian had a heart of love for talent at this time, although a person in his thirties said this to a teenager It was ridiculous, but Yang Dingtian's identity was there, and he had the power of apologetics, which was enough to be proud of the world. Yin Zhiping's eyes at this time were turning back and forth between Naren and Yang Dingtian, but he didn't know how to choose, intellectually he felt that he should do what Yang Dingtian said, but emotionally he couldn't choose like this, especially looking at Naren's innocent eyes that were full of youth.

"Hmph! Yang Zuo Envoy! Don't say that I am a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, even if I am not, the Quanzhen Sect will not tolerate such an insult from you, when the master was arrogant and arrogant, you were still in your mother's womb and were not born! Now as the third generation of the Quanzhen Sect's eldest disciple, how can you let you spread the wilderness here? When it spreads out in the future, it will inevitably be laughed at by the martial arts of the world, do you want this little girl? Then it depends on whether you have that strength!" Yin Zhiping snorted coldly, completely stubbornly facing Yang Dingtian, he didn't know why, facing this little guy, but giving him such a huge pressure.

Naren had already unplugged the earbuds at this time, and she looked at Yin Zhiping with her eyes for the first time, but she didn't expect that this guy, who usually looks like a bully and is so soft, would actually stand up at her most dangerous moment. Naren's eyes when she saw Yin Zhiping at this time had changed, and she was no longer full of disdain as before, and even why she threatened Yin Zhiping to take her out, Naren herself didn't figure it out.

Naren looked at the more and more black-clothed people around him, and knew that this time he must be more than lucky, you must know that these people are all elites of the Ming Sect, and they must be very strong. When Naren was in the Western Regions, he also heard of Mingjiao, and the Mongol army encircled and suppressed it countless times, but Mingjiao's survival ability was extremely strong, and even began to spread around, so that many people began to enter Mingjiao and launched an action against Mongolian tyranny.

"Stupid! you ......"

Naren knew that Mingjiao was powerful, but she didn't want to implicate Yin Zhiping at this moment, she felt that Yin Zhiping was too stupid, as long as she agreed to Yang Dingtian's request at this time, at least she could let him leave safely. It's just that Naren just wanted to remind Yin Zhiping, but found that Yin Zhiping seemed to already know what she was thinking, and bet all her words in her mouth with a look she had never seen before.

"Okay! Dao Chief! No matter what the success or failure of this time, I have made up your friend! Come on, take the Mongolian princess away, and try not to hurt the life of the Dao Chief! Perhaps, we will have a good cooperation in the future, but not necessarily!" Yang Dingtian was originally a bold person, but seeing Yin Zhiping protecting Naren so desperately at this time made his love for talent even stronger, and he gave an order to his subordinates, and rushed directly towards Yin Zhiping.

"If you want my life, I want you to have a life, let me see the strength of Mingjiao, and let you know how powerful the "Ghost Hell Yin Wind" is, and remember to run away next time you see me!" Yin Zhiping swept his eyes, looking at so many black-clothed people in the bushes in an instant, and he was also amazed in his heart, worthy of being the subordinates of the Mingjiao Five Elements Banner, all of them were proficient in Qimen Dunjia to hide their breath.

Yin Zhiping's fingers hooked a string, and a strange aura appeared around Yang Dingtian's body, which seemed to be able to distort space, and the other black-clothed people surrounded this circle smaller and smaller! Naren couldn't stand this solemn atmosphere, so she could only hide behind Yin Zhiping, looking at the back that was not generous, but it made her feel so relieved, and the momentum of the two sides was still soaring, and the war was about to break out.