"Tianxue, you said that the second uncle needs a few tricks to defeat Moro?" Yin Tianqi asked with great interest.

As the young owner of the Imperial Sword Villa, he grew up listening to Yin Zhong's myths, and Yin Tianqi never worried that Yin Zhong would fail.

Yin Tianxue is as his name, white clothes are like snow, after hearing Yin Tianqi's words, he sighed lightly in his heart, his brother, really can't support the wall with mud, but he still echoed: "It should take a hundred moves." ”

Yin Hao waved his hand, and Lang smiled: "Don't underestimate Moro, he is also famous, he is definitely not a general, the second brother has to do his best this time." ”

Having said that, it is obvious that Yin Hao is also full of confidence in Yin Zhong.

Yin Tianxue was even more worried in her heart, she didn't have the confidence to win for Moro, Yin Zhong was like a god and demon in her heart, and the shadow was extremely deep.

It's just that Yin Hao is Yin Zhong's nominal eldest brother after all, because of his identity, Yin Zhong can't do anything about it, but Yin Tianqi is different, he has always been cowardly, and he has no opinion on things, if Yin Tianqi really takes over as the owner, the foundation of the Royal Sword Villa, I am afraid that it will be Yin Zhong's in a blink of an eye.

If it's just that, it's not a big deal, after all, Yin Tianxue's power heart is not heavy.

But Yin Tianxue has secretly learned Yin Zhong's martial arts since he was a child, although he doesn't know Yin Zhong very well, but he can see Yin Zhong's true face better than Yin Hao and Yin Tianqi.

The "second uncle" is by no means a good type, and once the "second uncle" is in power, whether it is his father or the eldest brother, he is afraid that the end will not be much better.

For the sake of her family's future, Yin Tianxue had to fight.

While they were still talking, Yin Zhong and Moro had already begun to fight.

Yin Tianxue clasped her hands together, her face turned slightly pale, Yin Tianqi felt distressed when she saw this: "Tianxue, don't worry, the second uncle has experienced a hundred battles, and he has never seen any formation." ”

Yin Tianxue nodded slightly, but her face was still pale.

She wished that Yin Zhong would die like this.

The most important thing is that I hope that they must seize this opportunity and steal the blood Ruyi, Yin Hao cannot abdicate, and Yin Tianqi cannot take over the Imperial Sword Villa, at least not now.

For this matter, she has been planning for a long time, and it took great strength to invite Moro here, and if Yin Zhong pursues it afterwards, she may not be able to hide it.

Because of this, it is even more important to succeed and not to fail.

Stealing blood Ruyi, she has already hired the thief king Han Batian, if he can't do it, then the others are even more hopeless.

As for the rest of the things, it is up to people to succeed, Yin Tianxue only hopes that Mo Luo is more powerful than the legend, and it would be better if he could take this opportunity to severely damage or even kill Yin Zhong.

The Imperial Sword Villa is heavily guarded, but today's battle is widely spread in the vicinity, and Yin Hao thinks that his second brother has always been strong, so he did not prohibit others from watching the battle.

Zhao Hao and Zhao Ling'er easily blended into the crowd watching the battle, secretly observing the battle between Moro and Yin Zhong.

In fact, at their level, if they were to use all their firepower, not to mention how much disaster it would cause, at least it would not be useless to destroy half of the buildings of the Imperial Sword Villa.

It's just that the reason why a master is a master is that he can put and receive. Moro and Yin Zhong completely condensed their internal forces and confined the battlefield to the small space of the stage, which in a sense limited themselves, but even more highlighted the unfathomable profundity of the two.

In the eyes of ordinary Jianghu warriors, the duel between Moro and Yin Zhong is very boring, because neither of them uses weapons, and the battle between them is even more ordinary.

However, the real master was shocked into a cold sweat.

Back to the basics, sending and receiving from the heart, these two people's mastery of true qi has reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

It can be said that any of their understatement attacks is an unsolvable move against people who are not at their level.

Zhao Hao and Zhao Ling'er were also slightly moved, and Yin Zhong didn't forget it, but Moro's internal strength was actually so strong, which was really beyond the expectations of the two.

"Could it be that Moro is also an old immortal?" Zhao Ling'er guessed.

Zhao Hao looked at Moro's old face, and finally denied this answer.

"Moro is a real Buddhist person, the Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, Vajra is angry, unless it is a method unique to Tianzhu Buddhism, he is not like the kind of person who will choose to prolong his life. Zhao Hao said slowly.

There is no shortage of methods for prolonging life in this world, but time is ruthless, life and death are fate, this is the way of heaven.

If you want to disobey the way of heaven, you must pay a corresponding price, and not only that, but someone must bear this price on your behalf.

This is contrary to the main purpose of Buddhism, and Yin Zhong's extreme egoism does this kind of thing without psychological pressure, but for a person like Moro who is dedicated to Buddhism, it is contrary to the original intention.

The mysterious hexagram in Zhao Ling'er's eyes flickered, but her long hair hung low, and no one could see it, and after a while, she whispered: "Moro is not Yin Zhong's opponent now, but after a stick of incense, Yin Zhong will be defeated." ”

Zhao Hao's heart moved when he heard this, and he chuckled: "Yin Zhong has a stubborn disease in order to seek longevity, this disease cannot be cured, and the attacks are irregular. ”

"That makes sense, brother, let's go inside the villa. Zhao Ling'er nodded.

"It's okay, we're almost all starting now, and if nothing else, we'll soon be able to enter the interior of the Water Moon Cave. Zhao Hao remained silent, and without anyone noticing, he walked side by side with Zhao Ling'er towards the interior of the Imperial Sword Villa, and no one stopped him along the way.

After the tea time, Zhao Hao and Zhao Ling'er had already appeared in the secret passage of the Imperial Sword Villa, and with the cultivation of the two of them, they could completely feel the fishy smell and the sound of battle shouts coming from the front.

The two of them glanced at each other, a smile appeared on their faces, and they didn't see how to move, and the next moment, the two had already passed through the secret passage and appeared in the dungeon that Yin Zhong had secretly built.

The dungeon is vast, but the most striking thing is the silver pond in the center. Silver slurry flowed from the silver pool, and on top of it, a red python swirled.

The giant python is quite spiritual, circling, tossing and turning, Tong Zhan and childlike martial arts are outstanding in the younger generation, and there is a tall and long-legged young woman next to him to help, but she is still at a disadvantage, and she is about to be forced into the silver pool by the giant python, which is precarious.

In the face of this creature, normal women usually scream subconsciously, but Zhao Ling'er's reaction was just the opposite:

"What a wonderful creature. ”

Zhao Hao's eyes flashed, it was indeed very subtle, because this snake came from the domineering mechanism of the Gong Yi family.

This is his "old friend" anymore. (To be continued.) )