The purpose of Yin Zhiping's trip to Zhongnan Mountain this time was to inquire about the recent situation in the Kingdom of Jin in the name of preaching.

As the most prestigious third-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, Yin Zhiping is highly regarded.

It is a key training target for the next generation of head teachers.

In order to give Yin Zhiping more experience, Qiu Chuji arranged for Yin Zhiping to act alone this time.

And Yin Zhiping lived up to expectations and everything went smoothly.

But when passing through Jingxiang, they encountered Jiangyang.

"People say that the Iron Palm Clan has many different types, and some of them are capable of sorcery. When I saw them today, it turned out to be true!"

I saw the scroll in Jiang Yang's arms flashing red.

Yin Zhiping hurriedly turned aside to hide.

However, he did not forget to slash the long sword in his hand horizontally.

This is a common trick used by Yin Zhiping, who has reached the third-rate level in martial arts.

Just listen to a "clang" sound.

Yin Zhiping's right hand trembled slightly, and doubts arose in his heart: "Is the internal strength of the Iron Palm Gang so profound?"

"impossible!"

Yin Zhiping turned around with his sword and looked towards the source of the sound.

"Something's wrong, it's a woman!"

In front of the inn shed, Yin Zhiping saw a delicate woman standing under the eaves holding a sword.

The sword shone brightly in the sunlight.

“Could it be that the Iron Palm Gang is really good at sorcery?”

"This is not true!"

Yin Zhiping raised his eyebrows and tentatively drew his sword again, using the Quanzhen sword technique.

The moves are simple yet powerful.

"You are no match for me!"

However.

Just three rounds.

Yin Zhiping retreated in defeat.

Obviously he is not on the same level as Liu Ruyan.

"how so?"

"Is there really such a powerful magic in the world?"

Yin Zhiping, who fell to the ground, looked shocked.

He looked at Liu Ruyan in front of him in disbelief.

He originally thought Liu Ruyan was just a shadow, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually an entity.

"Is this a witch or a fairy?"

Yin Zhiping was confused.

Unconsciously, even his mouth opened uncontrollably into an O shape.

"Such an extraordinary woman is truly rare in the world!"

In Yin Zhiping's eyes, Liu Ruyan's black hair and snow-white clothes were all different.

Especially her beautiful and vulgar face, which is extraordinary from the world.

The only drawback is that the skin is missing a layer of blood, making it slightly pale.

I saw Yin Zhiping's fire-like eyes staring closely at Liu Ruyan and looking up and down.

Jiang Yang felt unhappy.

Although the way Taoist Yin was thinking about life at this moment was not obscene, in Jiang Yang's eyes, there was no difference.

Jiang Yang immediately stood aside and said: "Sister Ruyan, be careful, look at his malicious eyes, he is looking at you!"

Jiang Yang reminded me.

Liu Ruyan, who originally didn't want to kill him, suddenly became furious: "You thief, you bastard, you must die quickly!"

Instantly.

The sword flower falls.

Only a few "puff" sounds were heard.

How could Yin Zhiping resist Liu Ruyan's full blow in anger?

As a result, his neck was cut off on the spot.

Blood flowed all over the floor!

"Really dead!"

"The Dragon Knight is dead!"

Jiang Yang looked at Yin Zhiping's body on the ground and shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that he didn't die in my hands."

"However, Master Yang, I have solved a problem for you in advance. What happens next is up to you."

Jiang Yang didn't know whether killing the dragon knight would have any impact on the subsequent plot.

Anyway, the prompt didn’t say anything.

And Dragon Knight is just a soy sauce in Condor Shooting.

However, these are not what Jiang Yang cares about, according to his ideas.

Kill if you want.

You are playing a game with your own life. Now that you have a certain level of strength, why do you still need to coddle others?

Anyway, let’s see who doesn’t like it and that’s it!

If you really can't do it, there's no shame in running away. Just think of a way.

"Hey boy, I appreciate you more and more."

Uncle Chen felt the fluctuation in Jiang Yang's heart and immediately spoke out.

"I see great potential in you."

"What potential?" Jiang Yang asked Uncle Chen in his heart.

"hehe."

Uncle Chen smiled lightly: "The potential to be a bad guy is a villain, do you understand?"

"Do you need potential to be a bad guy?"

Jiang Yang sneered, "Uncle Thirteen, don't try to lead me astray. Remember your current identity and don't keep trying to cause trouble every day!"

"You have to understand that when I die, you die."

Jiang Yang knew that Uncle Chen was very good at deceiving people and was very good at brainwashing people.

Can turn black into white and white into green.

But these are of no use to Jiang Yang, because he won't listen to Uncle Chen's nonsense.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense to the old guy, I'm going to solve another problem for you."

"Don't forget the money, keep it in your account according to the rules!"

Liu Ruyan said and drifted back to the scroll.

Hearing this, Uncle Chen said: "What's so great, that Taoist is just a third-rate guy, I can deal with him, okay?"

"Okay, I'll let you play next time. I'm not interested in an opponent who is too weak."

Liu Ruyan responded with a cold voice.

She and Uncle Chen were like natural enemies, and they always spoke with a chilling tone.

But Uncle Chen had no choice but to stare.

After a brief rest, Jiang Yang went to the kitchen to find some clean food and drinks.

It's some pork and mutton stewed in a pot.

Maybe it was the brothers who owned the black shop who planned to serve the wine themselves, but unexpectedly it ended up being Jiang Yang's food.

In the dungeon, the satiety level is basically the same as in reality, so you still need to eat and drink water.

Full of wine and food.
To be continued...