Yin Xuanyun suspected that all the treacherous clouds in front of him were carefully set up by Xiao Beifeng, the king of the Earthquake Mountain, in order to deal with him.

Jiufang Shaoyun and his senior brother are just a chess piece on the chessboard!

With Yin Xuanyun's current strength, it is difficult to resist the Zhenshan Monarch Xiao Beifeng, who is serving the Divine Breath. It's not a problem to escape, the problem is that Yin Xuanling may not be able to save it!

If Yin Xuanling, the eldest lady of the Sword Sect, had a case, Yin Xuanyun would definitely be severely reprimanded and even punished when he returned to the Sword Sect.

But even so, it's better than losing a small life!

If so, the person who was defeated today is Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng, is it possible for Yin Xuanling, the junior sect master of the genuine Sword Sect, to return to the Sword Sect?

Yin Xuanyun felt that there was a chance that Yin Xuanling would go back to the Sword Sect. Otherwise, it's good for him to stay in Southern Xinjiang, why bother to go to the Southern Hall of the Sword Sect in Venus City and knock on the door.

Once the abandoned son recognizes his ancestors and returns to his ancestors, at that time, where should he, the adopted son with an embarrassing identity, go?

His thoughts were disturbed, and after a hundred turns, Yin Xuanyun had a little worry in his heart.

The lesser of two evils and the heavier of two benefits.

And now it is a good opportunity for river mussels to compete and fishermen to profit!

Yin Xuanyun, who narrowed his eyes, silently pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

The collision of sword qi caused everyone's tinnitus to stop after a while, and everyone who had regained their spirits stretched their necks and looked forward curiously. Only Jiufang Shaoyun was alone with his back to the billowing dust and smoke, and continued to move forward step by step, without looking back.

In the distance, in the middle of the street raised by bluestone bricks on the ground, Earth Immortal Birch sank his feet deep into the ground, and the glazed Qimeng protective shield in front of him cracked a gap, and several ruined snake-like arms hung on the protective shield dejectedly.

Earth Immortal Birch's face was pale, there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold and vicious staring at Jiufang Shaoyun who was approaching him step by step.

"Your charm is really not small, you actually subdued the enlightened divine beast so quickly. It's a pity that it's just an impostor, not a real mythical beast. ”

"So what?"

"Don't be complacent. It's just pretending to be obedient at the moment, and when it gets well, it will definitely swallow you as soon as possible. ”

"It won't."

"How much do you know about it, if it can betray my master, it can betray you and eat you."

"If it eats me one day, I willingly let it swallow it."

Di Immortal Boqi, who couldn't understand Jiufang Shaoyun's words, felt very confused, and he smiled: "You say that I am a madman, I think you are a madman." Reincarnated for several lifetimes, it turned your mind away. ”

He said sarcastically, his eyes crossed the clouds of the nine directions, looked at the billowing dust and smoke rising into the sky in the distance, and laughed out loud.

"It looks like the winner over there has been decided. Today, you are losing an important man. In this way, you should be born with a cove. ”

"Not necessarily."

The sound of Jiufang Shaoyun, who had a firm expression, fell, and the billowing dust and smoke behind her gradually dissipated, gradually revealing the figures of Xiao Beifeng and Yin Xuanling, the two of Zhenshan Jun.

A few drops of blood dripped from the right wrist of Xiao Beifeng, the Earthquake Mountain Monarch, and smashed to the ground.

The tiger-headed broadsword in his hand was full of cracks, and it shattered into countless pieces with a "snap", scattering to the ground, leaving only the tiger-headed sword hilt in his hand.

Xiao Beifeng, who was frowning, staggered, the wound on his right shoulder was deep and hideous, and his entire arm was almost cut off.

The unbearable pain spread all over his body, and Xiao Beifeng, the king of the earthquake mountain, didn't even have the strength of the sword handle, and the tiger's head sword handle smashed on the ground with a "snap", and he covered his right shoulder.

Blood gushed from between his fingers, his expression distorted, his face full of shock, and he stared at Yin Xuanling in disbelief.

"You ......"

After only saying one word, Xiao Beifeng, who could no longer support his body, knelt on the ground all of a sudden, and his body returned to its original state.

"Daddy."

Awl-faced Ah Qiu and Xiao Qijun rushed forward together with an exclamation, looking at the wound on their father's shoulder comparable to the Great Rift Valley, Awl-faced Ah Qiu burst into tears at once, and hissed: "Dad, don't die, don't die." ”

Xiao Beifeng, the king of Zhenshan, who couldn't die for a while, was almost sent away directly by his daughter's two wails.

Seeing that his father was seriously injured and his sister was crying to death, Xiao Qijun, who almost didn't bite a steel tooth, directly pulled out his sword, and was about to step forward to fight Yin Xuanling.

"You can't beat him."

Yin Xuanyun, who stepped forward slowly, stopped Xiao Jijun, and Xiao Jijun said angrily: "Although I am not as good as my father, this revenge must be avenged." ”

The awl-faced Ah Qiu, who was crying loudly, heard her brother's words, and immediately pounced on Yin Xuanyun, grabbed Yin Xuanyun's arm, her face was full of tears, and she cried very sadly and aggrieved.

"Senior brother, you have to help my father avenge me!"

Yin Xuanyun looked down at the injury on the shoulder of Xiao Beifeng, the Earthquake Mountain Monarch: "That person just made a move and raised it up by half a point, otherwise one of your arms would be gone." ”

Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng was so painful that the blue tendons on his forehead protruded, and he didn't say a word, but snorted with his nose without appreciation.

Hearing this, the awl-faced Ah Qiu choked up and shouted Yin Xuanling's bandit nature, cruel and hateful, how could there be such a merciful and merciful kindness, it must be Yin Xuanyun's mistake.

Yin Xuanyun ignored the awl-faced Ah Qiu, who was crying incessantly, and raised his eyes to look at Yin Xuanling, who was standing in front of the deep ditch, with an indifferent expression, as if nothing had happened.

"Hall Master Xiao, should you tell me who he is?"

Just now, Yinghu was excited for a while, and he blew up that they were from the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Medicine Pavilion.

The name Immortal Medicine Pavilion has been associated with the Sword Sect since more than twenty years ago.

Whenever there is a major matter on the Sword Sect's side that involves the sect master of the Sword Sect, someone will mention the absurd and romantic debts of the sect master Yin Boyang when he was young, and in the end, the name of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion will always jump out of someone's mouth.

Yin Xuanling's matter is not a secret, but there are not many people who know that he, Yin Boyang's abandoned son, is still alive in the world, and Yin Xuanyun is one of them.

Douda's sweat continued to roll down from the square chin of Xiao Beifeng, the Earthquake Mountain Monarch, and he knew that Yin Xuanyun had already guessed Yin Xuanling's identity.

Zhenshan Jun Xiao Beifeng quickly glanced at Yin Xuanling, who was standing with a sword in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Yin Xuanyun beside him.

Yin Xuanyun's face is slightly round, his face is gentle, and he is close to others. But he looked at Xiao Beifeng, the king of the earthquake mountain, and there was a hidden sarcasm in the depths of his eyes, and he was on guard.

Back then, Yin Boyang wanted to inherit the upbringing of school-age men from the clan in order to comfort Feng Danzi's pain of losing a child and not being able to give birth.

This matter is not a matter of Yin Boyang's family, it is related to the position of the patriarch of the Sword Sect, and a sect meeting needs to be held, and a decision can only be made after being agreed with the four pavilion elders and the four branch hall masters.

The suzerain has no queen, and this is not good to say. And in order to cover up Yin Boyang's affair many years ago, most people felt that this move was feasible, and only one or two people objected. But in the end, only the minority obeyed the majority, and nodded helplessly in agreement.

The old saying of the Min Pavilion Tianming Pavilion that the heir of the sect master needs to be selected very seriously, and he suggested that Yin Boyang recruit the school-age boys in his clan, and everyone will help them look at each other to select the best candidate.

This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone.

So, the patriarch of the Yin clan led people to hold five or six boys of the right age, and worked hard to come to the main hall of the Sword Sect, so that Yin Boyang and the others could look at it and choose one of them.