The storm of wind and qi caused by the collision and explosion of sword qi stirred the heavens and the earth darkened, and the cumulus clouds that had been going back and forth began to shroud the sky again.

Standing on the pile of bricks and stones, the earthquake mountain monarch Xiao Beifeng, the stone pile under his feet was hit by the air waves, and the "bang-la-la" collapse dispersed, completely burying Belle's body that was pressed below.

Xiao Beifeng, the Shaking Mountain Monarch who was standing unsteadily on his heels, staggered to the ground, and his body was hit by the rocks blown by the strong wind, and he couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart, worthy of being the Sword Sect Master.

Yin Xuanling, who was standing on the spacious street, took a few steps back, and before he could gain a firm foothold, he saw half of the incomplete tiger sword qi rushing out of the dust, rushing towards him, and slamming a punch forward.

The Tiger Sword Qi was shattered by the fist with a "bang", shattering into countless spiritual energy fragments, which were blown away by the wind as they fell to the ground.

On Yin Xuanling's fist, several small scars appeared, and a few red blood beads appeared.

The people watching the battle around were blown by the fierce wind stirred by the collision of sword qi, and they couldn't open their eyes at all.

Jiufang Shaoyun, who was sitting on Long Xiang's body, slowly gathered the peach blossom umbrella that blocked the wind and gravel for her, and looked at the senior brother Yin Xuanling in front of her, with a smile hooked on the corner of her mouth, worthy of her senior brother.

Yinghu, who was blown backwards by the strong wind and rolled backwards several times, struggled to climb back to the giant horns of the dragon phase, and immediately shouted: "Senior brother, kill this old man of the Sword Sect!" ”

Who is the old man, this seat is just middle-aged!

Standing in the midst of the rocks, Xiao Beifeng's eyes were vicious, shooting out cold light, extremely sharp, and he felt that he could cut the Yinghu alive.

Xiao Beifeng, the angry Zhenshan Jun, although he doubted Yin Xuanling's identity, he didn't take it to heart and eyes.

After all, in the barbarian land of southern Xinjiang, an apprentice taught by a broken sect, no matter how powerful he is, how powerful can he be.

The fate of the enemy is that at this moment, on the body of Xiao Beifeng, the Zhenshan Monarch, his clothes were cut into strips of cloth by the sword qi, like a rag curtain hanging on his body, just like a flower on the street, not to mention how embarrassed it is!

In a fit of shame, Xiao Beifeng, the king of the earthquake mountain, shouted, and the rags and clothes on his body were all shattered, and they fell in a slur, revealing his naked and strong chest.

Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng's upper body was not an inch, as if it had been built with stones, and his muscles were violent. It felt as if these muscles didn't want to be attached to the bones, and they were desperately protruding outward, trying to escape.

The people of the Rong Mansion had already retreated into the courtyard, but because the gate had collapsed, the situation outside was unobstructed.

Several young maids, seeing the naked upper body of Xiao Beifeng, the king of the earthquake mountain, blushed one by one, and their eyes didn't know where to look.

Her eyes were staring at Yin Xuanling's Jiufang Shaoyun, and seeing blood dripping from Yin Xuanling's lowered fist, she immediately glared at Xiao Beifeng, the Earthquake Mountain Monarch, viciously.

"Even if you strip naked, you won't be able to beat my senior brother."

These words were shouted by Yinghu, and they were also the voice of Jiufang Shaoyun!

Yinghu, who quietly flew to the shoulder of Jiufang Shaoyun, while peeking at Xiao Beifeng, the king of Zhenshan, secretly lowered his voice and said to Jiufang Shaoyun: "The breathing of the stupid goose is disordered, and the qi and blood are very empty, I am afraid that one of them will be defeated." ”

Yin Xuanling's face, which was already very white, became even whiter, as if his blood had been drained.

There was a light in Jiufang Shaoyun's eyes jumping around, and her expression was indifferent, so that people couldn't see that she had any thoughts.

"Senior brother, he can solve it himself."

Yinghu ridiculed Xiao Beifeng, the king of Zhenshan, for not being as good as Yin Xuanling, in order to destroy the morale of the other party, but judging from the current situation, it didn't think that Yin Xuanling could win this vicious battle.

Although it despised the Sword Sect, it had to admit that the strength of the Sword Sect was indeed not in vain!

Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng has a murderous intent, he will definitely do his best, and he has rich combat experience, maybe he will use some yin damage tricks, I am afraid that Yin Xuanling will suffer.

"Boss, the life of the goose is at stake, you have to think about it."

"Senior brother, he doesn't want me to interfere."

Jiufang Shaoyun had the golden scepter in his hand, and he knocked on his knees very rhythmically, staring at Yin Xuanling in front of him with his eyes.

Yinghu saw it in his eyes and knew that if Yin Xuanling had a condition, Jiufang Shaoyun would definitely not sit idly by, so he stopped speaking.

Between Yin Xuanling and the Sword Sect, there are many accounts to be settled, but they never thought that the party that was responsible for the loss still wanted to kill people for the sake of reputation and status.

"Dumb goose, let it go, we have you to carry it."

Yinghu shouted endlessly, and Xiao Beifeng, the top half of the Zhenshan Monarch, never thought that he would be so angry with a bird that he was about to vomit blood.

Xiao Beifeng, the shocking mountain monarch with gloomy eyes, snorted coldly at Yin Xuanling: "If you can repel this seat by one step, you are much stronger than some of the Sword Sect's gentlemen who rely on the reputation of their fathers." But it's a pity that you are still too young, your cultivation is not as good as this seat, and your combat experience is much inferior, if one of you and I is going to be defeated here, it must be you. ”

"The Sword Sect is not worthy of being compared to the Immortal Medicine Pavilion!"

Hearing Yin Xuanling's words that the Sword Sect was inferior to the dilapidated little sect of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion, Xiao Beifeng, whose face suddenly became obviously ugly, snorted vigorously: "Jiufang Yunzhong is still a modest and cautious person, how can you teach such an arrogant apprentice who doesn't know the height of the sky?" ”

"What I have said is true. The sect master of the Sword Sect is not worthy of lifting shoes for the master of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion. ”

As soon as Yin Xuanling's words came out, Jiufang Shaoyun and Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng were stunned at the same time.

Jiufang Shaoyun never knew, and the senior brother, who had always shown open-mindedness and didn't care about anything, turned out that deep down, he had always resented his father for abandoning him.

Yin Boyang, the sect master, whether good or bad, is the face of the Sword Sect. Belittled Yin Boyang and slapped the face of the Sword Sect, as the branch hall master of the Sword Sect, Xiao Beifeng, also felt that his face was hot, as if he had been slapped in the face.

In particular, when he saw the green clothes standing behind him looking at him with a sneer, he was so angry that his blood flowed backwards, and the top of his brain was about to explode.

"What did you say?"

"I only know the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion, but I don't know why the Sect Master of the Sword Sect allows people!"

Yin Xuanling's words were euphemistic, but in the ears of Xiao Beifeng, the Earthquake Mountain Monarch, Yin Xuanling meant that Yin Boyang, the sect leader of the Sword Sect, was the green onion!

Xiao Beifeng, the Zhenshan Monarch who wanted to scold Yin Xuanling for being "rebellious", swallowed the words back into his mouth, so as not to expose that he already knew Yin Xuanling's identity.

He forcibly suppressed his anger and sneered: "Boy, don't think that if you can block this seat, you will have the illusion that you can win this seat." Today, this seat is going to let you have a good look at the true strength of the Sword Sect, beat you obediently, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and apologize to this seat. ”

Yin Xuanling replied indifferently: "Just let the horse come." ”

Yinghu, who was standing on the shoulders of Shaoyun in Jiufang, was in a cold sweat, who said that Yin Xuanling was not good at words, he was just easy to be beaten to death when he opened his mouth, so he rarely spoke.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black!

Jiufang Shaoyun felt that Yin Xuanling was completely influenced by Yinghu, so he would say these words today, so that Yinghu would teach Yin Xuanling some messy things less in the future.

Don't rely on this great immortal for everything, what kind of virtue did your own senior brother have, don't you have a little bit in your heart?