With a "boom!", the two sides fought and rushed upwards, causing the roof tiles to fly, and a big hole was opened.

A powerful force rushed over, forcing Qin Yun to retreat repeatedly. Even with Qin Yun's ability, the Shilong Battle was forced to retreat with the mountain-pushing palm that was rampant in the world to resolve the astonishing pressure. It can be seen that Shilong's move was fierce and desperate.

However, Shi Long was even more miserable. His whole body was shaking violently, his body was shattered, and his body staggered and retreated more than ten steps in a row. Only then could he finally stand firm. His chest was fluctuating, and he couldn't help but squirt, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the ground red.

Shi Long regretted it! Regretted that he had not escaped from the beginning, it was too late now. Even though he was thinking of escaping, his body could no longer support him to leave. Qin Yun's move had already broken through his body-protecting true energy, and dozens of sword energy invaded his heart veins and no longer had the power to turn the sky back.

"What is this sword technique called?" Although Shi Long was sure to die, there was no fear on his face, but a hint of unwillingness and surprise flashed in his eyes. Shi Long's eyes were wide open, and he was extremely shocked by Qin Yun's sword technique just now.

"Kill in ten steps!" Qin Yun slowly said the name of this move, looking at Shilong with a look of melancholy and a little boring.

"Kill in ten steps...good sword technique! It is worthy of reputation!" Shi Long murmured in his mouth, gradually disappearing his voice, and his eyes lost its luster.

Qin Yun watched Shi Long's vitality gradually fade away, and his face was expressionless, but a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. However, this emotion did not last long, and his eyes returned to cold. He went straight forward and took out the Eternal Life Story from Shi Long's arms.

"System, how much joy does it take to translate these oracle bone scripts?" Qin Yun asked as he read the story of immortality.

"Three thousand joy points."

Three thousand happy points, and after deducting, there are more than 20,000, which is much cheaper than redeeming things. Qin Yun nodded secretly.

In other words, Qin Yun had the original name of the Eternal Life Skill in his hand. If he wanted to exchange the Eternal Life Skill out of thin air, he would probably not have a happy point of hundreds of thousands, so he would not even think about it.

"System, record the eternal life story."

"It takes a hundred joy points. Managers, is it a record?"

"Record." Qin Yun cursed in his heart and asked for money, but he still said with pain.

Now the system functions are turned on, but the corresponding amount of space is also spent. Originally, Qin Yun thought that his happiness was enough, but now it seems that there are still pitiful little!

After the record was completed, Qin Yun did not take away the Eternal Life Skill, but hid it in an inconspicuous corner. He wanted to know that without Shilong, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling could still get the Eternal Life Skill? Can they still rise like the original book?

He was full of expectations for this.

Qin Yun smiled slightly and walked outside, and the Eighteen Yellow Turbans guarded the left and right. But before he had just arrived at the city gate, Yu Wenhua and his confidant Zhang Shihe and a group of men wearing imperial guard uniforms walked towards him, as if they were feeling bad about the visitor.

At this time, it was already bright and Yangzhou City was gradually becoming lively. After the city gate opened at the hour of Mao, merchants and farmers rushed to enter and exit the city gate. The boats and ships that arrived yesterday were unloaded at the dock and sent them into the city at this time. The cars and horses were rushing and making a lot of noise.

Yangzhou can go down the Yangtze River in the east, or go to Japan, Ryukyu and the Southeast Asian regions. Therefore, Yangzhou has become one of the most important foreign transfer stations of the Sui Dynasty, and is busier and noisy than any other city.

However, as Qin Yun, Yu Wenhua and the two groups of people gradually approached, the others seemed to feel the atmosphere at the scene was a little strange, and their voices gradually lowered. Everyone closed their mouths tactfully, stared at the two groups of people fighting...

Uh, it's a confrontation!

Yu Wenhua is about thirty years old. He is tall and thin, tall and tall, with an ancient face and a cold expression. His eyes are deep and unpredictable, giving people a ruthless impression, but also has a shocking domineering aura.

"Mr. Qin, I didn't expect to meet you here. Yu Wenhua is so happy!" A mysterious smile appeared on Yu Wenhua and the corners of his mouth, and he smiled, but there was no smile in his words.

"Indeed, Lord Yuwen, who is the chief supervisor of the Imperial Guard, was not by the emperor's side, but ran to a small place like Yangzhou. It was really surprising!" Qin Yun said without any politeness.

In my memory, Qin Yun had some disagreements with Yu Wenhua, so he naturally would not give Yu Wenhua any good face.

"Haha, I am here to go out to do business by the emperor's order. The only person who receives someone's salary is to do a trotter, but it is not as leisurely as Qin Gong!" Yu Wenhua said leisurely.

His words were very sinister.

"I'm just bored and I'm here to go shopping. Lord Yuwen won't blame me for being passive and deducting my salary, right?" Qin Yun counterattacked lightly.

In name, Qin Yun's palace worship was under the leadership of Yu Wenji. This is why Qin Yun said so. But in fact, he only accepted the orders of Emperor Yang of Sui, and could ignore the orders of others.

This is also the power scheme of Emperor Yang of Sui!

However, with the rise of the Yuwen clan and the increasing rights of Yuwen clan and Yuwen clan, most of the court worshipers sold Yuwen clan and Yuwen clan and a single face, and many people even defected. Only a very small number of people still ignored Yuwen clan, and among them, Qin Yun, a Taoist descendant.

The Yuwen family did not want to provoke Taoism easily, so Qin Yun and Yu Wenhua have been in peace so far, but they often have things to do when they occasionally get rid of each other's side.

"That's not true, but Qin worship broke the rules, so it's still appropriate to punish the big ones." Yu Wenhua and his chatter and laughed suddenly, and punched Qin Yun from the air.

The day before yesterday, the weather was hot. But Yu Wenji took action, and the air within a radius of about a meter immediately became extremely cold. Even the people watching the fun in the distance were shaking their teeth.

If it were an ordinary master who issued the punch force, he would clearly generate a fist wind and attack the enemy. But Yu Wen and the cold force emitted by this punch seemed nothing, just like the air everywhere was driven by him, and they squeezed it from the upper and lower sides towards Qin Yun. The helpless feeling of not knowing which target to counterattack was the most deadly.

Qin Yun waved his hand to stop the eighteen Yellow Turban Warriors, stepped forward, and waved his fingers gently. The fingers seemed to contain endless mystery, but they were very slow, making people see it very clearly, and the fingers were directly pointing towards a certain void.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!