At about noon, the clouds and fog covered the banks of the Peach Blossom Stream, and the Han Coffin Cave was choked with water.

This place was originally extremely remote and had been deliberately changed. Although Kongxianzhuang had accumulated some prying experience in June, and today there are Ding Zhiyuan, Lu He and other traitors from the Five Mountains who have surrendered, but Mrs. Gu and the masters of the Tang Sect

It still took a lot of effort to find this place.

Perhaps it was because of the secrecy that Lin Qian did not assign one soldier to Feng Xiaoyin? It is true that mobilizing a large number of troops would easily expose her. But even if she was not protected by the Song army at this moment, it would take a lot of effort for the Jin army to get closer every time.

Strength...is it okay? The first two tigers guarding the entrance of the cave were the first two tigers! Jumping up, the solitary lady barely managed to avoid it, but they quickly knocked Tang Xiaojiang down, frightening the man so much that the powder on his face almost fell off. The solitary lady didn't even notice.

Without any fear, he raised his sword and chased forward, but when the tiger's tail swung violently, he took several steps back. His expression remained unchanged, and he tried his best to stand firm under the hurricane. At the same time, he drew several flying daggers from his sleeves and attacked the white tiger again.

They fired continuously, but to no avail. The Tang Sect's hidden weapon masters immediately came to help, and a mere man was able to fight with thousands of hands.

First, they were attacked by the lonely lady from the Master Hall and the female master of hidden weapons. Later, Tang Xiaojiang boldly led a large group of people from the Tang Sect to join forces. The white tiger was outnumbered and its bestiality was unleashed. What a torrential rain.

Pear blossom, what kind of cracking blade, what kind of soul-searching thing from heaven to earth... either smash it with its sharp and hard claws, or eat it all into the stomach, and then turn into a gust of wind and spit it out to the enemies. It is a huge thing with a ferocious face and a loud voice.

Shock all around and intimidate all directions.

However, it is a brainless beast after all. Although it was not killed by hidden weapons, it still felt dizzy after taking too much Tangmen poison. It ran away half-dazed, crying and looking fierce: Qiuer Qiuer, where are you! Come and help quickly.

I detoxify...

"Madam Gu and Lord Tianjiao have already led Tang Clan to find there"——

Mr. Tianjiao, where is he? Mrs. Gu led hundreds of soldiers and horses to besiege this beast for a full hour; Xuanyuan Jiuye, who had been accompanying Wanyan Jing before, said something wrong and was shouted out by him, "Go away!"

, it was just a quick sweep to pick something up. It’s shameful to say that if he, Xuanyuan Jiuye, participated in this battle, he might even hurt others...

After ordering the siege of this place and reporting the news to the outside world, Xuanyuan Jiuye was covered in blood and followed the lonely lady into the dark and cold coffin with unsteady steps. He was inevitably angry in his heart. Why was he under Lin Qian's blade every time he became possessed? God

He was not given a way to survive. Wanyan, who had just joined him in the challenge, was so powerful that Chang Qian thought about it and didn't know what was going on...

After a thousand turns, just as he was about to step forward to see the hostage they had captured, Mrs. Gu suddenly turned her head and smiled mysteriously at him: "Master Tianjiao, what is that?" He turned around following the sound, but saw no one, and was startled.

Turning around again, the lonely lady had taken off her cloak and covered most of the contents in the coffin.

"..." Only then did he realize that the woman in the coffin was naked... Without blushing or heart beating, he secretly took a step back and said, "Feng Xiao Yin, it is indeed here."

The lonely lady knew a little about medical skills and said after a moment: "The fire poison has been removed by about 10%, but the pulse and heartbeat are still undetectable."

"The rumored half aura is actually fire poison?" Xuanyuan Jiuye understood that this was not a hostage, but a ghost hostage. "Then, as a person, she is dead, but as a poison, she is still alive."

"Well." Mrs. Gu gently put down Yin'er and looked at the black-haired cicada. She had bright eyes and could not help but shed tears in the corners of her eyes. "Seeing her look like this, I always feel ashamed of the princess..."

"Mrs. Gu, go down." Xuanyuan Jiuye said coldly.

"What?" Mrs. Gu was stunned.

"If necessary, I will decapitate her and replace her with the prince. Madam Gu will not bear to watch that scene." He expelled her softly, unsheathing his sword at any time and cutting her neck.

The moment Feng Xiaoyin fell into their hands, he knew that he was sure to win. She was in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the prince was in Dajin. They were equal in weight and enough to exchange. The reason why it was the head rather than the whole was to deal with Lin.

All the allies, including Qian, were distraught. As for whether the prince would blame him in the future, that was not something that Viper Xuanyuan considered.

Mrs. Gu knew that he was not joking, so she put away her pity and said sternly: "No, the genius can be casual. The prince is the most important." She smiled and added, "I just feel that the prince is not..."

The prince wouldn't have to rely on her to replace him.

As a secret guard who has been unemployed for almost thirty years, Mrs. Gu is very confident in saying this. Is there anything in the world that can trap the prince?

What can trap the prince?

What? What are you afraid of?

Wanyan Yonglian really couldn't understand where the clouds in the swirling formation swept the monk, and why the last black whirlwind blew Lin Qian in.

All in all, Long Gua suddenly stopped. The moment he floated to the ground with his sword, he didn't see the familiar and handsome silhouette of the monk. Instead, he saw Lin Qian standing up straight, covered in blood...

This sudden "alone time" cannot be regarded as exhaustive. It does not have the calmness of a coach's negotiation, nor can it be treated with the courtesy of a father-in-law in a chess game. It is directly the special jealousy of a mortal enemy... What's going on?

Lin Qian was possessed by the devil again? He raised his hand and drew his sword to spray frost and snow. His mental state was obviously disordered.

"Come on!" There was a thunderbolt, and the sound was mute for a long time. As soon as he landed, he was plunged into a white-hot fight. What is the difference between it and the violent and bloodthirsty sound? What a pity, this man named Lin Qian, Wanyan Yonglian felt that he looked like him

I also think that he is a war ghost that I must eradicate...

"It can't stop." Before it can eliminate the harm to the people, a new one has appeared. The Drinking Hate Sword, it is really evil——

However, this Ming Dynasty Sword in my hand is meant to exterminate all of you monsters and monsters! Wanyan Yonglian smiled calmly and faced the battle calmly. His inner strength was strong and vigorous, his sword power was steady and rigorous, his majestic artistic conception was simplified and his powerful momentum surged forward.

Even when facing a slightly obsessed Lin Qian, Wanyan Yonglian still had this calmness and determination. As the master, he sneaked into the night with the wind and controlled the rhythm of the battle, causing Lin Qian to have to use every move and every move.

Go in the normal direction.

One candle versus one ink, water, sky and pine wind; sometimes I see writings buried in mountains and rivers, sometimes I see snowstorms covering scrolls; the same atmosphere is clear, the same scornful view of the world, the sword master is more open-minded, clear-minded, and bold,

Angry in the sky.

It's a pity that the running whale met Kunpeng and couldn't survive thirty rounds. Lin Qian still couldn't control the sudden intensification of his state...

That's right, control, "He's controlling..." Wanyan Yonglian couldn't protect himself, but a thought came to his mind. He clearly saw that Lin Qian was controlling the previous moment, which was not exactly the same as Yuansheng. Yes, in the past few months, Lin Qian had been under control due to

Constantly comprehending and practicing repeatedly, he became stronger and stronger day by day, strong enough to approach Wanyan Yonglian. However, in every actual battle, as long as Lin Qian did not press that speed, that limit, and that edge of being possessed,

It will become easier and easier to fall into the devil than in the past, so Lin Qian has been suppressing and beating him like this almost all the time in the past few months! Wanyan Yonglian was inevitably shocked: Otherwise, he would be even stronger...

That's natural. Lin Qian has been ill for a long time and has become a doctor. Different from the previous years when he was ignorant, he can more and more clearly perceive the degree, the boundary, and the edge between using a person to join a knife and a knife to join a person.

Where... However, it is one thing to sense it, and another thing to control it. Today, his self-control ability is getting worse and worse. If he relaxes his self-restraint for a moment, he will easily become a wild horse, suffering from lack of appropriateness.

Instead of restrictive moves, there are only clever pushing methods. In other words, the stronger the artistic conception of the move, the more it can help him kill people and kill himself.

For example, in "Heaven and Earth are a coffin", when he was in a three-point possessed state, he immediately became possessed by seven points after the fight. In an instant, he even lost his perception. He ferociously overturned the prince to the ground with his sword and body, and pressed him under him to clean it up, but it was vaguely like

I promised not to kill the person in front of me, so instead of killing me, I used my fists to hit...

How could the prince allow him to commit fouls like this? He took his time and set up a sword game to deceive this temporarily chaotic Lin Qian. As soon as he turned the danger into safety, he quickly broke the situation and counterattacked. The sword realm seemed to be the simplest blank, but in fact it had profound connotations and magnificence.

.Although the enemy invaded and plundered like fire, he took his leisure time to paint and write clouds, exaggerating the poetic and painting style, and splashing thousands of layers.

Lin Qian was pushed back by a powerful force, and he felt countless sword energy pouring down. He looked sharply and was about to use "The Best Kindness Is Like Wine" to counterpress, when he suddenly heard an extremely unpleasant spell...

...I felt dizzy and nauseated, my vision became increasingly white, and I was shocked to see my father-in-law in front of me, and suddenly fainted to the ground...

"Monk, you came just in time." Wanyan Yonglian didn't have time to thank the monk, so he covered his nose, where blood was gushing out like a fountain.

The monk had just helped Lin Qian up. When he turned around and saw the prince like this, he was so frightened that he almost threw Lin Qian away: "What's wrong, prince?!"

"He was beaten like this by your apprentice." Wanyan Yonglian smiled bitterly and shook his head. It took him a while to stop the nosebleed, "What happened to him?"

"Your Majesty..." The monk originally wanted to plead for Lin Qian's life, but found that the prince didn't seem to have any intention of killing Lin Qian. "My little disciple is fine."

"Just now, there is a rope for binding immortals in Mo Xiangju. I asked you to take it and tie him up." The rope, which gets tighter the more you struggle, was the rope Mu Honglian had tied up Yan Luoqiu when they first met. Wanyan Yonglian managed to do so with great difficulty.

Once you conquer that place, your efforts will not be wasted in vain.

"Yes." Seeing that Lin Qian was unable to resist, the monk sighed in embarrassment and started, "Apprentice, I'm sorry. The master and the prince are two against one, and they can't win in the end, but there is no way... Amitabha.

"

After tying up Lin Qian, the hostages are taken back. If the situation outside Zaolin becomes alarming, it should be reversed? The monk thought, silly disciple, dig a hole for the prince and jump in himself...

However, the monk couldn't figure it out, and he didn't need to enlighten him. Why did the prince look away so quickly? Isn't it his duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao... "Your Majesty, you won't kill him?"

"Reluctant to give up." Whether it is a rare opponent, someone who is similar to himself, or just now Lin Qian clearly had the opportunity to kill him but did not kill him, he should repay the other person with kindness... Whatever the reason, he will

He was reluctant to kill Lin Qian, not to mention Lin Qian... He was the one who would rather die than sever the relationship with his little calf...

"Alas, I really didn't expect that the two benefactors were not only similar, but also had two thoughts about whether to stay or leave. They were actually the same person." The monk said seriously. The prince has actually been possessed by the devil, even though he has been possessed by the devil for decades.

Cultivate one's moral character and cultivate one's character, remain unmoved despite the sudden changes in thunder, and be completely different from everything in the past... But in the end, there is no way to deny that the prince has committed the crime.

At that time, the clouds and mist in the forest receded, but this area was full of suspicion and mystery. Under the floating clouds in the distance, there were towers and pavilions, and the city was scattered, faintly glowing with blue, vaguely clear songs were faintly heard, and the drunkenness was lightly assaulted, just like the beauty of the sky. In the capital, the people live and work in peace and contentment. I don’t know what day it is... The roadside sign is engraved with the three characters Bai Yujing. It is also a place whose style and age are obviously different from the Five Mountains. The prince said softly: "It is still taken from the Taibai poem, 'White Jade in the Sky' Beijing, five cities on the twelfth floor.'"

"Is it because 'the world has gambled and the war has not been forgotten' that the city of Gandharva was also found on the edge of the Yellow River?" The monk has never been to western Guizhou and didn't know that this was the devil's capital in the past. Later he moved to Hedong.

"Devil City..." The man who felt that this scene seemed familiar was getting up in confusion behind the prince and the monk.

"Apprentice..." "..." They missed the best opportunity to kill Lin Qian. Looking at Lin Qian in front of them, they didn't know whether he was a human or a demon.

The next moment, Lin Qian immediately began to struggle. He was so stupid that they understood that he still had demonic qualities...

"Huh, so what if I'm trapped, your subordinates can't get in!" Such an arrogant Lin Qian, knowing that he couldn't do anything, actually tried his best to put the bundle of immortal ropes next to the Yinhen knife and try to cut it, but it was just a spinning The force was so frightening that the fallen leaves in the forest were flying.

The monk suppressed his laughter and said, "Apprentice, a leaf blinds your eyesight and you cannot see Mount Tai."

"Your subordinates can get in, but they have to be careful." Wanyan Yonglian said softly. He, who was always far ahead of his time, saw the scrap copper and iron on Lin Qian's back emitting smoke, and guessed that the thing was probably It is effective against the immortal rope, so draw your sword immediately and knock it away with a swipe.

"Your Majesty, please take good care of the 'Sparrow Screen's Choice'..." The sun shone on the three of them, and the monk's bald head was so bright that it reflected light.

"A rat-proof weapon? Who knows how long this scrap metal can trap me!" Lin Qian was still abnormal, his face and tone were full of indignation.

But it's not completely demonic. At least he recalled Yan Luoqiu's previous method of untying the rope, which was just a few hand gestures without damaging the rope...

However, I forgot the last move! I got angry, roared, and went all out.

Just after he finished roaring, the rope broke and sprayed out in all directions. Many of the debris were like hidden weapons and sharp blades heading straight towards Wanyan Yonglian. Those who didn't know thought that Lin Qian suddenly plotted and killed Wanyan Yonglian at the same time as his body exploded...

With a sudden start, the rope suddenly changed and thousands of arrows were fired. Even with the adaptability of the prince and the monk, they could only block three-quarters of them. Although Lin Qian immediately chased after him to stop him, he still watched helplessly at those who were not meant to be. The fragments that were supposed to be concealed weapons streaked across his father-in-law's shoulders and hit his legs and feet violently. In an instant, Wanyan Yonglian fell to the ground, with blood flowing everywhere... Lin Qian turned pale with shock, suddenly returned to normal, and hurriedly got up. I bandaged the prince's wounds before.

"Your Majesty..." The monk was not as seriously injured as the Prince. His face turned pale with fright. He was blaming himself for not being able to protect the Prince. When he came back to his senses, he saw Lin Qian tearing up the Prince's clothes. He was shocked and even more stunned, "Apprentice, what are you doing?!"

"Sigh, I wonder who captured whom?" The prince smiled openly, seeing that Lin Qian tore his own clothes to bandage his wounds.
To be continued...