The three of them walked fast because they were worried about Rong'er. When they came to the door of Yunying's house, Rong'er happened to come out of the house.

Rong'er was slightly embarrassed to see Yun Ying and Ding Cheng together. She smiled softly and said, "Big brother, big brother Ding, you're all here." ”

Ding Cheng greeted him and asked, "Rong'er, are you okay?"

Rong'er smiled and said, "Brother Ding, I'm fine, thanks to Sister Yunying for saving me." ”

Ding Cheng nodded and said, "You're fine!"

Duan Yuntu saw the expressions of Ding Cheng, Rong'er and Yunying in his eyes, and he could clearly feel the delicate relationship between the three of them, but he didn't say anything.

In order to resolve the embarrassment in front of him, Duan Yuntu suddenly said, "It's good that it's okay since it's okay." Let's go over and see the situation on the side of the Snow Mountain Divine Lord and Yang Sihai. ”

Ding Cheng turned around and said, "Yes, don't let the two of them destroy the village." ”

So a few people returned to the outside of the ancestral hall.

But at this time, the fight between the Divine Lord and Yang Sihai was reversed. According to the situation at the beginning, Yang Sihai was no match for the god lord at all, and it was estimated that he would be defeated if he didn't make a vain move.

But now it seems that Yang Sihai is pressing forward step by step and has the upper hand. And the god is like a patient with an asthma attack, coughing constantly, and it seems that there is always a breath in his heart, and he can't slow down.

Yang Sihai saw the opportunity and forced it even tighter. He used Shakyamuni's righteous tricks in a completely insidious and ruthless way, and the tricks were fatal.

The face of the god lord became more and more pale, and he couldn't stop breathing, and every time he made a move, it seemed that he was powerless, no matter how punched his fist, he only lost his strength after only half of the blow.

This kind of situation happened when Ding Cheng and Duan Yuntu faced off against the god lord in the Three Pagoda Temple in Dali. It's just that the Divine Lord's illness was much milder at that time, and now it seems that his illness is getting worse and worse.

After fighting for a while, the god lord couldn't breathe, took three steps back, touched his chest with his hand, and kept panting, no longer caring about Yang Sihai.

Yang Sihai smiled hideously, took two steps forward, and slapped the top of the god lord's head with one palm.

Seeing a generation of martial arts myths, the god lord on the snow mountain is about to die in the hands of Yang Sihai like this. Suddenly, a person flew in and slashed at Yang Sihai's wrist with a sword.

Yang Sihai saw that the opponent's long sword was coming too quickly, so he had to withdraw his palm and retreat. When I looked closely, the person who came was a swordsman who was still young and had a good appearance.

Yang Sihai looked at the visitor and asked, "Who are you?"

The swordsman said: "In the Snow God Pavilion, the eleventh prince Bo Yunying, who is Your Excellency, who dares to take advantage of my master's illness to murder my master?"

Yang Sihai laughed and said: "It turns out that it is another Snow God Pavilion prince, you don't care who I am, you just need to know that you are here to send you to death." ”

When Yang Sihai saw Bo Yunying's interruption, the god lord took out his time, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to exercise pranayama. If he recovers, I'm afraid he won't have a chance again. Looking at the situation in front of him, he has to solve Bo Yunying as soon as possible.

So Yang Sihai didn't say more, and started a fight in front of Bo Yunying.

Although Bo Yunying is not very old, he has always acted steadily. He saw that Yang Sihai's shot was like lightning, and his martial arts moves were tight, and he knew that this person was not easy to deal with. So he was also very steady when he made a move, and he was not greedy for merit.

But Yang Sihai didn't have too many scruples, as if he had decided on Bo Yunying, his shots became more and more ruthless, his sharpness was exposed, and he beckoned people to death.

But Bo Yunying guarded too strictly, without the slightest flaw. Yang Sihai attacked several times, but it didn't work.

Suddenly, Yang Sihai smiled, and his right hand was slightly raised. Bo Yunying felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been bitten by an ant or stung by a bee.

Immediately after, Yang Sihai slapped it with a palm and went straight to the door of Boyun Ying. Bo Yunying raised his hand to block it, but felt that the qi and blood between his chest and abdomen were not smooth, his internal strength was sluggish, and his hands were weak.

Although he barely blocked Yang Sihai's palm, he was beaten and flew out and fell outside the zhangyu.

Yang Sihai smiled and said: "Boy, you have been hit by the old man's silver needle, as long as you move, the silver needle will follow your blood veins to the heart." If you want to die quickly, you can move as much as you want. ”

Bo Yunying made a little luck and found that there was indeed a foreign body moving in his chest near his heart. He knew that what Yang Sihai said was true, and the position of his middle needle was so close to the heart, as long as he fought with his own skills, within ten moves, the silver needle would pierce into the heart, and he would definitely die at that time.

Yang Sihai laughed and walked towards the Divine Lord.

Bo Yunying took a look, this is okay. The Divine Lord was exercising at this time, and he had no ability to resist. Not to mention Yang Sihai, even an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts can kill the god master lightly and skillfully.

He was so anxious that he couldn't care about his own comfort. Suddenly he leaped up and stabbed towards Yang Sihai's body with a sword.

Yang Sihai let Bo Yunying's long sword go, flicked his fingers on the sword, and flicked the long sword in Bo Yunying's hand away. Bo Yunying didn't have a long sword in his hand, so he went down and hugged Yang Sihai's waist at once.

Yang Sihai raised his hand and slapped Bo Yunying's back. Bo Yunying tightened his teeth and endured it stubbornly, he just wanted to be able to stop Yang Sihai from killing the god master.

Yang Sihai slapped Bo Yunying three times in a row, but Bo Yunying did not let go. When he hit the fourth palm, Bo Yunying was already seriously injured, and at the same time, the silver needle had already pierced his heart.

A few drops of blood oozed from the corners of Bo Yunying's mouth, but his hands were still holding Yang Sihai tightly. It's just that at this time, he no longer has any strength in his hands.

Yang Sihai swept away Bo Yunying's hands and threw him out. Then he walked towards the Divine Lord.

The Divine Lord sat there quietly, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was unaware of Yang Sihai's approach.

The corners of Yang Sihai's mouth twitched, smiled, and slapped the Divine Lord on the chest.

Unexpectedly, Yang Sihai's palm hit the god master, like hitting a cotton bun, and it didn't work.

Yang Sihai withdrew his palm, but was surprised to find that there was a suction force on the Divine Master's chest, and he sucked his palm tightly. Yang Sihai was taken aback, raised his other palm, and hit the top of the Divine Lord's head.

The Divine Lord suddenly opened his eyes and came up with his palm, and at the same time, the suction in the Divine Lord's chest disappeared, and was replaced by a powerful thrust.

This sudden move caught Yang Sihai off guard, and it was only then that he truly felt the horror of the divine master's power. At the moment when Yang Sihai flew out, he saw that the eyes of the Divine Lord had turned blood-red, which was extremely terrifying!

(End of chapter)