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"No wonder I didn't see Mr. Xiao. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Master Fang Zheng nodded slowly.

When it comes to Xiao Yihan, there is a different color in everyone's eyes, this man who rises like a comet is said to be invincible in swordsmanship, no one can compare, and he is also the righteous brother of Master Yilin.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Second, Master, Miss Jiang is here. A nun knocked on the doorframe, lifted the curtain, crept in, and whispered a message.

"Hurry up, please!" said Master Dingxian raised his hand.

The nun bowed her head and retreated quietly, walking lightly and silently.

"Miss Jiang is ......?" Yue Buqun's expression moved, and he smiled and said, "Is it the Jiangnan Yunjiang gang leader?"

Mrs. Dingxian nodded, with a gentle smile: "Mr. Xiao avoids suspicion and lives at the bottom of the mountain, Miss Jiang is fine, and she has been staying in the nunnery." ”

Yue Buqun nodded, smiled slightly, changed the topic, and discussed people behind his back, it was not a gentleman's doing, he disdained it.

"For this Jiang gang leader, I have heard the name for a long time, but I haven't seen it, so I'm very curious!" Chongxu Dao Chang stroked his goatee and said with a smile.

In the hall, everyone was sitting upright, talking casually, but their minds were focused on the outside of the hall, paying attention to Jiang Nanyun, who had not yet arrived.

Some of them have seen Jiang Nanyun, love beauty, everyone has it, and it is difficult to resist her amorous and peerless elegance.

The door curtain shook suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted in, and a figure suddenly flashed in front of them, extremely abrupt.

Their eyes lit up, and when they saw the faces of the people who came, they felt that the whole hall suddenly brightened, as if the noonday sun was shining obliquely into the hall, dazzling.

Jiang Nanyun stood in a moon-white shirt, just standing there, but giving people a feeling of swaying, she was pure and elegant, but her face was expressionless, cold as frost, like a fairy, not eating the fireworks of the world, and the slightest vulgar atmosphere was not contaminated.

The brilliance in the bright eyes flowed, slipped over everyone's faces, and Zhen nodded lightly: "Little woman Jiang Nanyun, I have seen all the heads!"

After that, he came to Master Dingyi and sat down on the chair, silent, like an ice sculpture.

For a moment, the hall was silent, and a pin drop could be heard.

Even though they are the heads of the family and have deep concentration, they still can't help but shake their hearts and not hold themselves under the light of Jiangnan Yunruxue.

The hall is filled with a faint fragrance, which is the body fragrance of Jiangnan clouds, which excites people's hearts and spleens, and this fragrance is lingering, and it makes people's blood float, just like the fragrance of aphrodisiac.

Master Dingyi glanced at it, took in everyone's expressions, shook his head secretly, and turned to Jiang Nanyun and said, "Nanyun, why hasn't your master arrived yet?!"

Jiang Nanyun showed a hint of a smile: "Master, Master said that he was so quiet and tired of moving, so he didn't come to join in the fun." ”

Her smile bloomed, like a glacial river melting, and the snow was beginning to glow, which made people's hearts suddenly brighten up and couldn't help but be excited.

"How can this be done?!" Master Dingyi raised his eyebrows, and his face showed anger: "Yilin's enthronement ceremony, how can he, the eldest brother, be lazy?!"

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head: "Master has always said yes, if he doesn't come, even if I wear out my mouth, I won't be able to move him." ”

"I'll go!" Master Dingyi put down the Buddha beads too suddenly, got up angrily, and was about to go out.

"Senior sister!" Mrs. Dingxian stretched out her hand, put it on her shoulder, shook her head, and said quietly: "Don't be impatient!"

Master Dingyi stopped, turned around, and said angrily: "Senior sister in charge, tell me, this Xiao Yihan, is it not like words?!"

Master Dingxian shook his head secretly, the junior sister's action like this will inevitably make all the heads here feel uncomfortable, and they feel left out.

"Senior sister, let Yilin go. Mrs. Dingxian patted her on the shoulder and said gently.

Her voice is gentle and soft, but her tone is unquestionable, as the head, she has her own temperament that is not angry but powerful.

Mrs. Dingyi looked at the senior sister in charge, saw her expression, nodded helplessly, turned her head to look at Yilin, her tense face relaxed, and said softly: "Yilin, invite your eldest brother!"

Yi Lin bit her lower lip, bowed her head and said nothing, for a while, she raised her head and looked at Mrs. Dingyi timidly: "Master, the eldest brother is not polite, he really doesn't like such a lively scene, or ,...... Don't just force him to come?"

She spoke timidly, in a very small voice, and as she spoke, she looked at Mrs. Dingyi cautiously, for fear that these words would annoy the master.

"You, you!" Master Dingyi glared at her angrily, seeing that she could refute herself face to face in public, and her heart was both angry and relieved.

She was very relieved to have the courage to refute herself and insist on her own opinions, but what annoyed her was that it was for a stinky man.

"That being the case, let's not force Mr. Xiao anymore. Master Dingxian smiled too and said to Jiang Nanyun: "The Jiang Gang Master is here on behalf of Mr. Xiao." ”

Jiang Nanyun bowed, nodded solemnly, his jade face was solemn, and his pale face faintly revealed a layer of holy light.

She sat down again, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked Mrs. Dingyi softly, "Mrs. Shi, why didn't you see the people from the Songshan faction, didn't you come?"

"Maybe it's a delay. Master Dingyi snorted heavily, and replied in a somewhat non-yin tone.

Everyone was silent, Yue Buqun, Mr. Mo Da, and the Tianmen Daoist all had solemn faces, as if they had something on their minds.

Yue Buqun stroked his hair and smiled: "Master, the Songshan faction has the farthest journey, and it is understandable to come over later." ”

The Heavenly Gate Daoist sneered twice and did not speak.

Chongxu Daoist raised his head, looked at the position of the window, looked at it, and said, "Master, the hour is not early, why don't you start the ceremony?"

Before Mrs. Dingxian nodded, the knock on the door sounded again, and a beautiful young nun came in, clasped her hands together, and said in a whisper: "Uncle Chef, there are many people coming down the mountain, and there is no invitation, saying that they are coming to watch the ceremony." ”

Master Dingxian's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded calmly: "Who are they?"

The beautiful little nun tilted her head and thought about it, and said coquettishly: "There are fourteen or fifteen of them, and they all carry blades, huh...... , doesn't look like a good person!"

Yue Buqun thought thoughtfully, stroked his hair and smiled: "The people from the Songshan faction have not arrived, but they have come first!"

All the people in the hall are people with good minds, and when they hear this, they have made it clear that the Songshan faction is secretly subduing the world's heroes, and they all know it.

Master Dingyi sneered: "It's ridiculous to play these little tricks again, senior sister in charge, just coax them away!"

Master Dingxian pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said calmly: "If you come to the door, you will be guests, please invite them to come up!"

"Yes!" the beautiful little nun replied crisply, turned around and lifted the curtain, and walked out of the hall.

"Senior Sister in Charge?!" Master Dingyi said in a loud voice, his face full of puzzlement.

In her thoughts, you can't be polite to the wicked, otherwise, they will have to inch in and endless entanglement.

"Senior sister, maybe it's really a martial arts hero, not from the Songshan faction,...... Besides, even if the Songshan faction secretly supported the envoy and came to Hengshan, what are we afraid of?"

This bearing, everyone in the hall secretly admired, the women and heroines, sure enough, did not let the eyebrows, the idle master behaved calmly and quietly, but the mind was far from being comparable to ordinary men.

Dingyi Shitai stood in front of Baiyun Nunnery, overlooking the mountain, holding the Buddha beads in his left hand, slowly dialing, and behind him were Yihe Shitai and Yiqing Shitai.

A group of people came slowly along the mountain road, about 14 or 5 people, all of them were in good shape, their feet were like walking on the ground, their bodies were condensed, and their eyes were blazing.

They were dressed differently, dressed in a variety of clothes, but they all carried swords, and they didn't look like a group of people, and they talked happily and buzzed with each other, and came to the front of Baiyun Nunnery.

Master Dingyi's expression was too solemn, and when they approached, he put his hands together, pronounced a long Buddha horn, and said slowly: "Donors, please!"

Her voice was low, and everyone listened, but they felt that she was speaking in their own ears.

A middle-aged man came out of the crowd and titheed with his hands: "Master Dingyi, it's polite to be polite at the next point!"

He has a slender figure, a slightly elongated face, a clear appearance, a fluttering beard under his chin, and eyes like cold stars, and he must have been a beautiful man with a beautiful temperament when he was young.

Master Dingyi thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It turned out to be a hero of Cangzhou, and I have lost my welcome, please go in and serve tea." ”

With that, he bowed to everyone and turned around to open the door of the hermitage.

Baiyun Nunnery occupies a lot of area, there is a big locust tree in the middle of the yard, at this time a shed is built against the tree, covering half of the yard, and some tables and chairs are arranged in the courtyard.

The dozen or so people entered the courtyard, talking loudly, each looking for a place to sit, or sitting in front or back, but did not sit in one place.

A few female nuns came in, brought tea cups, and quietly retreated, and Mrs. Dingyi stood under the big tree, looking at these people around her, her brows were raised, and finally she didn't have a seizure.

These people, obviously, did not take the Hengshan faction in their eyes, spoke noisily, and the Buddhism was pure, but some of them spoke foul language and were really angry.

Seeing Master's face, Mrs. Yihe hurriedly said: "Master, forget it, people in the martial arts have always been informal, and they may not have done it unintentionally."

Master Dingyi let out a long breath, snorted, and turned to walk inside.

Master Yiqing looked at everyone, thoughtfully, and when she saw the master walking away, she also turned around and left, took two big steps, and came to Master Dingyi: "Master, they really have bad intentions, I'm afraid that the person who comes is not good!"

"What do you say?" Master Dingyi turned her head, she had always been convinced by the wit of this second disciple.

As she walked, Master Yiqing said in a low voice, "Although they don't seem to know each other, when they sit down, the seats they occupy are strange. ”

Master Dingyi thought about it for a while, and the situation of everyone sitting down was reflected in his mind, nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Well, it's a closed frame!"

She let out a sneer: "I really treat our Hengshan as a soft persimmon!"

Master Yiqing thought about it too much, raised his head and said, "Master, there are a few of these people who are extremely strong in martial arts, but they look at it, and I don't know where Zuo Lengchan recruited them!"

"He is very ambitious, he has many subordinates, and it is very easy to recruit masters!" Ding Yi Shi sighed and said angrily.

As they spoke, the three of them entered the hall, where everyone was talking and laughing.

Jiang Nanyun sat solemnly and didn't say a word, but sitting in the hall, the fragrance was faint, but people's emotions changed inexplicably.

"Senior sister, how is it?" Dingxian Shi Taizheng was talking to Master Fang Zheng, and when he saw her come in, he raised his head and asked gently.

"It's Zuo Lengzen's person!" Dingyi said with too much hatred, and sat down angrily.

Master Dingxian smiled, looked at the sky, and said, "The hour has come, and the people from the Songshan faction have not arrived, but they can't wait!"

At this moment, the knock on the door sounded again, and the beautiful little nun ran in and said, "Uncle Master, Uncle Songshan has arrived." ”

Master Dingxian nodded, waved her hand, asked her to stand back, and turned to everyone: "Wait a while, donors, and go to greet the poor nuns." ”

"Let's go together. Yue Buqun stroked his hair and smiled.

Everyone nodded, Master Fang Zheng and Daoist Chongxu both smiled slightly, were silent, and followed behind Master Dingxian and walked out of the hall.

The hall was already full of people at this time, a total of nearly 100 people, noisy, the atmosphere was warm, or laughing, or scolding, and so on.

Seeing that Master Dingxian came out in a majestic manner, everyone's mouths were closed, and the courtyard was suddenly stunned, and hundreds of eyes looked at them.

Dingxian Shitai is a high-ranking person, and ordinary martial arts figures are not qualified to see it at all.

Jiang Nanyun was dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, standing among the leaders, like a white crane standing among the chickens, which was very conspicuous.

She was like a powerful magnet, attracting everyone's attention, and it was difficult to move away, and everyone was stunned and watched them out of the courtyard.

Although Yilin is also beautiful, standing beside Jiang Nanyun, she is a little overshadowed, as if the difference between the sixteenth moon and the fifth moon of the first month.

As soon as Jiang Nanyun's figure disappeared, everyone in the courtyard suddenly woke up, and there was a "buzz", like a fryer, and there were many discussions.

"Who's that stunning beauty?!"

"Who knows which one the woman in white is?!"

"Damn, it's so beautiful, I've never seen such a beauty!"

"Such a beautiful little lady, but standing with Master Fang Zheng, she must not be a nameless, who knows her identity?!"

In the buzzing sound, people inquired nonsense, their faces were full of curiosity, and their hearts were like being scratched by cats, and they were itching.

"I know this woman!" Suddenly, a time sounded, but it was the little hero Zhou Zhichen, who was stroking his hair and smiling.

"Zhou Daxia, tell me quickly, which one is she?!" the person next to him hurriedly asked.

"This woman is the leader of the Qingping Gang in Luoyang City, and the smiling Rakshasa Jiangnan Yun is also!" Zhou Zhangchen said slowly.

"Jiang Nanyun?!" exclaimed from the crowd, apparently someone had heard of the name of the smiling rakshasa.

"It's her?!...... No wonder!" people nodded.

A young man shook his head and sighed: "The smiling Rakshasa is known as the first beauty in the world, and now when I see it, it really deserves its name!"

"It's worth it!" "It's worth it!" "It's worth it!"

People admired and looked excited, and the old people seemed to have suddenly become ten years younger, becoming more vigorous and strong, and the impulses of their youth were restored again.

On the mountain road, the big yin and yang hand Le Hou was dressed in a yellow shirt, holding his fists and smiling, without the slightest shack, followed by several disciples of the Songshan faction, all of them with bright eyes, none of them were mediocre.

Le Hou greeted him, hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Master, I met someone from the Demon Sect on the road, and after a few moves, I came late, forgive my sins!"

For Le Hou, he is a member of the Songshan faction, but Master Dingxian has a good impression, and said solemnly: "It's good to come, Senior Brother Le, when you meet someone from the Demon Sect, there are no casualties?"

"Folded two disciples. The pain on Le Hou's face swept by, and he smiled: "We are in the rivers and lakes, our heads are tied to the belt of our trousers, and life and death are up to heaven,...... Fortunately, they didn't sacrifice in vain, and several demon cubs were destroyed. ”

Everyone saw that he was making a good face, although Le Hou was not good-looking, but in the Songshan faction, the surname was rare and good.

"Senior Brother Le, please-" Master Dingxian turned around and invited everyone from the Songshan faction in.

Seeing that all the heads were there, Le Hou was a little uncomfortable, the three factions of the Wuyue Sword Sect were all in charge, and even Master Fang Zheng and Chongxu Dao Master also came, only the head of the Songshan faction did not show up, which seemed too big.

Walking in slowly, Le Hou clenched his fists, and his face showed apologies: "Mrs. Shi, if it is not the head of the house, he refuses to resign, because he is in retreat to comprehend the cold ice true qi, and he can't be separated!"

"No problem. Master Dingxian smiled faintly.

Seeing the surname on the peak, it is very lively.

The succession ceremony of the Hengshan faction, although quite hasty, is still grand.

A wide square on the peak has already set up a platform, and some flowers of various colors are placed around the platform, which is rare to see in this season.

The breeze is blowing, the cold is unexpectedly steep, these flowers are swaying in the wind, but they do not change color, people look closely, but it turns out to be some fake flowers.

The heads of the houses sat on the stage, and some martial arts people sat under the stage to watch the ceremony.

The three of them stood in the middle, their expressions solemn, their treasures solemn, and the heads of the houses sat behind them.

The incense burners on both sides of the stage are filled with smoke, and the fragrance is calming, which is the best sandalwood.

"Bang bang bang" suddenly, three horn cannons rushed into the sky, but the auspicious time has come.

Dingxian Shi Taidang took the first step, stood in front of the stage, put his hands together, and pronounced a long Buddha horn, solemn and solemn.

Hengshan sent nuns to the stage, divided into two rows, standing in front of her, all of them lowered their eyebrows and solemn eyes, and their treasures were solemn.

Dingxian Shitai raised his head and said loudly: "Today, it is an honor for the Hengshan faction, and the heroes of the world have come to our faction to witness the succession of the new head of the Hengshan faction. ”

The sound of chimes and cymbals exhaled slowly, crisp and pleasant, and her voice was in one place, like a soundtrack, indescribably solemn.

When the sound of chimes and cymbals stopped, Yi Lin stepped forward, wearing a wide monk's robe, wrapping her delicate and petite body tightly, but she looked more and more petite and lovely.

She fell to her knees and kowtowed three times to Master Dingxian.

The sound of chimes and cymbals sounded again, and the four disciples of the Hengshan Sect, Yihe, Yiqing, Yizhen, and Yizhi each held a wooden plate, slowly stepped onto the stage, and came to the front of the two rows of disciples.

The wooden plate, covered with a red cloth, was removed by them, revealing the contents of the plate, a scroll of scriptures, a wooden fish, a string of prayer beads, and a short sword, which looked unremarkable.

This is the four ** vessels of the Hengshan faction, which seems to be ordinary, but the significance is extraordinary, and it is the thing used by the founder of the Hengshan faction, Xiaofeng Shitai.

Yi Lin took the magic weapons one by one, looking respectful.

Dingxian Shitai announced the five precepts of the Hengshan Sect, and Lang Lang said with a serious expression and an inexplicable majesty.

Immediately, Dingxian Shitai retreated, Yilin stood in front, Hengshan sent everyone to kneel down to meet the new head, and Dingxian Shitai and they also knelt down to meet.

Yi Lin stood in the middle, looking at the people who knelt down, a little at a loss, Jiang Nan Yunqing snorted, and used the sound to enter the secret technique.

Yilin woke up, waved her hand hurriedly, and motioned for everyone to get up.

Master Fang Zheng and the others came together and hugged their fists to congratulate Yi Lin, and since then, Yi Lin has become the new head of the Hengshan faction.

Although Yilin looked timid, her movements were generous, and she returned the salute calmly, without seeing the cramped feeling of a big man.

In her eyes, these people are no match for the eldest brother, and naturally there is nothing terrible.

"Mrs. Yilin, I have a small request below!" suddenly a loud voice came from the audience, which shook people's eardrums with a faint pain.

Yilin's monk's robe fluttered, and when she looked down, she was a middle-aged man, with a majestic figure, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a full beard.

He looked up at Yilin, his eyes were faintly shining, and his temples on both sides bulged, as if something was hidden.

"This hero, please. Yilin said quietly, her voice was delicate, but it was condensed but not dispersed, and the cold wind was blowing, slowly reaching people's ears.

Everyone in the field is a good person, hearing such a voice, their hearts are awe-inspiring, I didn't expect that Yilin Shi is too young, delicate and timid, and has such a deep internal force, no wonder she is so young, but she is in charge.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have been looking at the Hengshan Sect's swordsmanship for a long time, and I want to ask for a lesson or two, how about it?"

Yi Lin was stunned, she didn't expect that this person was going to learn martial arts, and it was not too suitable for such an occasion.

She showed embarrassment, looked around, and said softly: "This hero, after today, let's talk again, how about it?!"

The middle-aged man laughed, shook his head, and said, "If everyone is here today, wouldn't it be better to let everyone see the exquisite swordsmanship of the Hengshan Sect?"

Yi Lin shook her head, this is her own succession ceremony, and it is really undignified and inappropriate to do it at this time.

"Mrs. Yilin, you keep refusing, isn't there anything unspeakable?" the middle-aged man stopped laughing and asked.

Yi Lin looked at him, and saw a sarcastic smile in his eyes, and her heart sank: "In this way, this person really has bad intentions!"

In advance, Mrs. Dingyi had already informed them that they might be made difficult during the ceremony, so she should deal with it carefully and not blindly back down.

"Master, since he wants to see the swordsmanship of Hengshan, let me teach you a lesson or two!" Yihe Shitai stood up and said respectfully to Yilin with his fists.

"Senior Sister Yihe......" Yilin was stunned and shook her head.

With the improvement of martial arts, her gaze has become more and more accurate, and when she looks at the two of them, she knows that Yi and Shitai's cultivation is not as deep as the other party, and if she does it, she is afraid that she will suffer.

Yihe Shitai said respectfully: "Boss, kill chickens with a knife, hand it over to me, if you lose, it's not too late for the head to come out again!"

The three of them nodded secretly, admiring Yihe, and handling it properly, and it really deserved to be by the side of Dingyi Shitai.

Yi Lin turned her head to look at Mrs. Dingyi, and when she saw her nodding her head, she also nodded, and said softly, "Senior sister, be careful!"

Yihe Shitai nodded, jumped off the stage, landed in front of the middle-aged man, and said, "If you want to fight against the master, you need to pass my pass first!"

"Hehe, throw stones and ask for directions, okay! Defeat you first!" The middle-aged man stroked his palms and smiled, his shoulders moved, and his long sword was unsheathed.

Mrs. Yihe looked solemn, she saw that this person's temples were bulging, his eyes were blazing, and there was a faint flow of brilliance, and she knew that it was powerful.

The people below were buzzing and discussing, but they didn't expect that someone would challenge the head of the Hengshan faction at the change ceremony, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Hengshan faction and be able to spare him? !

Yi and Shitai's Hengshan swordsmanship has been quite hot, a sword stabbed out, clear and beautiful but ruthless, hidden needles in cotton, not to be underestimated.

The middle-aged man's swordsmanship is wide open and closed, as if the swordsmanship on the battle array, every sword stabbing is sneering, like the sound of cloth tearing.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than ten moves.

Yihe Shitai sword moves cautiously, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault, each attack with defense, heavy defense and light work, and safety is the mainstay.

The middle-aged man was aggressive, his swordsmanship was sharp, and it seemed that Mount Tai was overpowering, and he directly defeated Yi and Shitai.

But Yihe Shi Tairen's surname is excellent, although he is under the storm, he can still support it, and it seems to be subverted at any time, but in a blink of an eye, he regained his disadvantage and remained undefeated.

The people around them held their breath and didn't dare to breathe loudly, and the swordsmanship of the two people in the field was subtle and intense.

Yi Lin stood on the stage, watching the battle between the audience from afar, showing a trace of worry on her face, staring at the field with bright eyes, and a white chess piece between her slender fingers.

"Senior Sister Yiqing, how is it good?" she turned her head and looked at Mrs. Yiqing.

Master Yiqing took a step forward, came to her side, and said in a low voice: "Master, now that everyone is watching, it is not appropriate to make a move unless it is a critical moment!"

Yi Lin bit her lower lip and nodded slightly, she also had this thought, and the chess pieces between her fingers were clamped more tightly.

Seeing that Yi He's senior sister was wheezing heavier and heavier, her body was sluggish, and she seemed to be about to fall, and her face was full of worry.

Although Yihe Shitai has deep internal strength, after all, as a woman, her physical strength is not strong, and after more than 30 moves, she has a strong sense of exhaustion, and her eyes are black for a while.

I secretly complained in my heart, if I was defeated, I would lose the face of the Hengshan faction, but fortunately, the head of the family is smart in martial arts, and he can save face.

At this moment, a loud shout sounded: "Eat me with a sword!"

The middle-aged man saw her staggering, and swung out a fierce sword, as if he was splitting Huashan, at first glance, it seemed to be a knife technique.

This sword was extremely fast, sneering, and the sword light seemed to suddenly brighten up a lot, as if it cut through the space, and appeared directly above the head of Yihe Shitai.

Yihe Shitai raised his sword to block, and with the sound of "dang", the long sword fell to the ground.

Her right hand was numb, but the middle-aged man didn't stop, he continued to press down, and the long sword fell, and it was about to fall on her head.

Yihe Shi was too in danger, and he kicked his feet, wanting to move out flatly.

At this moment, there was a coquettish shout: "Stop!"

Immediately, with a loud roar, a white light slashed out in the air, which shot straight and instantly hit the middle-aged man's right hand.

"Dang" the sword was raised, flipped a few times in the air, and fell to the ground, sinking deep into the dirt, only the hilt of the sword exposed.

The middle-aged man only felt numb on half of his whole body, and no matter how difficult he could move, he could barely control himself, and he was about to collapse.

The internal force was stagnant, the meridians seemed to be sealed, and the struggle was just in vain, so I could only stand there.

Yihe Shitai hurriedly retreated, glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, turned around and walked towards the stage, already defeated.

"The dignified head of the Hengshan Sect actually sneaked up!" There was a break from the crowd, full of anger, and he came out of the crowd and came to the front.

When people looked at it, it was actually a person from outside the territory, with deep eyes and a very deep outline, like a person from the Western Regions.

Yi Lin held a white chess piece in her hand, glanced at the old man, and shook her head: "The old man's words are not right, I didn't sneak attack!"

"Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of others, suddenly casting a hidden weapon, is it not a sneak attack?!" the old man's slightly brown eyes bloomed with a faint light, and he sneered.

His voice was a little strange, as if his tongue could not be straightened, and he was extremely clumsy, which made people anxious to listen to.

Yi Lin shook her head, her expression was calm, although she seemed timid, her demeanor was down-to-earth, and she also cultivated the Pure Heart Technique, which was one level higher than Jiang Nanyunshang.

Her heart is like a blank piece of paper, which is the most suitable for practicing the pure heart formula, coupled with the hard work of cultivation, since she was a child, she has respected the precepts of Buddhism, and there are no negative thoughts in her heart, so that when she cultivates the pure heart formula, it will come naturally, and it is very easy to break through the obstacles, compared with Jiang Nanyun, it is far inferior.

"Old man, what I have used is not a secret weapon. Yi Lin held a white chess piece in the thumb of her left index finger, compared it in front of her eyes, and said, "Even if you watch it, you can't hide from it!"

"Hey, the old man doesn't believe it!" The old man outside the territory shook his head and sneered: "If it weren't for a sneak attack, how could you hit someone?!"

"Well, I'll hit you on the shoulder. Yi Lin nodded, held the white chess pieces, and asked in a coquettish voice, "Are you ready?"

"Okay, the old man should try it!" the old man nodded heavily, took a step back, and put on a strange posture that no one had ever seen.

His face was solemn, the chess pieces shot by Yilin just now were so fast that everyone couldn't even see them clearly, even if they were like him, they couldn't figure out the details.

But the matter has come to this point, and he can only bite the bullet and suppress Yilin's prestige.

"Old man be careful!" Yi Linjiao snorted, flipped her wrist, her left hand fell in front of her, and she flicked the chess piece between her fingers, flicking her fingers and drawing a streamer.

(To be continued)