Ying Feiyang jumped suddenly, his forehead almost hit the roof of the carriage, and he stuttered with a red face: "Sister Taoist, I, I shouldn't have broken into my sister's carriage yesterday in order to shelter from the rain. Please forgive me if it is abrupt!"

Ying Feiyang's original intention was to apologize, but with such an action, three invisible qi immediately locked his body.

Two cars came forward, fierce and full of vigilance. It seemed that Ying Feiyang had a slight abnormal movement, so he returned to take his life without hesitation. Another true qi came from the rear of the car. Although it was not as sharp as the two qi, it was as deep as the abyss and the mountain, and it was deeper and heavier, as if a thick wall was built in front of the female Taoist priest to protect her from being hurt by Ying Feiyang. Ying Feiyang thought about it and knew that these three qi came from the three Taoists who were guarding the female Taoist priest yesterday.

"Sister Taoist, this title is also interesting." The female chuckled, completely ignoring the murderous atmosphere around her.

Ying Feiyang knew that he was not a mortal. He unconsciously wanted to use his skills to fight against the two aggressive auras, but found that the dantian was empty and the true energy was suppressed. After seeing again, Xing Ji Jian was not by his side, but fell into the hands of the female crown. While playing with the sword gently, the female crown stared at Ying Feiyang with interest and said, "The wind and rain last night, it was normal for human beings to hide from the rain. But my carriage is simple, and I don't know that Xiaolang is still used to sleeping."

But after a night of sleep, I got annoyed. Ying Feiyang secretly annoyed that he was not alert at all. At the same time, he restrained his panic just now and said cautiously: "It is a blessing to be able to live in the wind and rain. Besides, the Taoist sister's carriage is not simple. Since the Taoist sister does not mind, can I return the sword to me first? The sword is a weapon for injury, not a tool for playing. Sister, please don't scratch your hands."

"How is that possible?" The female priest smiled and said, "I have practiced it too. If you don't believe me, look!" As soon as the voice was finished, the female priest drew his sword and unsheathed it. The carriage suddenly became cold. The female Taoist priest flipped his wrist and shook out several sword flowers, which were smooth and dazzling, and very gorgeous. Then she put the sword in one go and returned it to the sheath, showing off: "How is it, it's not bad."

With just one move, he saw that although the sword technique of the female Taoist priest was gorgeous, it was flashy and unreal, flowing on the surface, and there was no internal flow of true energy in his body. He used his wrist power to make a sword. If we talk about sword technique, it was only slightly stronger than that of the outsider. However, Ying Feiyang's expression changed because the sword technique used by the female Taoist priest was too familiar with that of the "Sword Technique of Breaking the Wind and Slashing the Clouds" that he had practiced countless times since childhood.

Ying Feiyang asked in a deep voice: "What a beautiful sword technique, I wonder where Sister Shi learned it from?"

The woman smiled kindly and said, "I haven't asked you yet, but you're asking me first. I don't know who Xiaolang's surname is? Whose person? And - - - - - - -"

"What does it have to do with Gu Jiansheng?"

When the woman smiled, Ying Feiyang noticed that there were fine lines in the corners of her eyes. Her real age should be a little older than the surface. When she raised the voice of Gu Jian, she suddenly felt a sense of oppression coming. Under the kind-hearted face of the woman in front of her, she had a superior demeanor who could determine life and death in one word. If her answer could not satisfy her, she would be afraid that there would be no good results.

Ying Feiyang thought about it. If the female captain wanted to kill him, he had already had the chance to take action when he was sleeping. Moreover, he knew the master's sword technique and Ying was also related to Qingku. Finally, he decided to report it according to the truth and bowed: "Wherein Ying Feiyang, the person from Lingxiao Sword Sect is the disciple of Jian Guan Gu Jiansheng."

Nu Guan smiled again. If the smile just now is standard and standardized as if wearing a mask, then the smile at this moment is sincere, like the spring breeze and rain, sweeping away the treacherous atmosphere just now, and said, "Sure enough, the weapon was forged by Lingxiao Sword Sect with the technique of washing the edge, and I also know my sword skills. In addition——" Nu Guan Yu pointed at Ying Feiyang's wine gourd and said, "He never left this gourd. I asked him several times and he refused to let him gourd. How could he hand it over to ordinary people? The one who can hold this gourd is indeed his apprentice."

Ying Feiyang felt relieved and knew that he had passed the level. He immediately asked, "Who is the Taoist sister and how can I recognize my master?"

"My..." The female Guan was about to answer, but suddenly, accompanied by a horse's neighing, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the bottles in the car overturned, making a slam, and the female Taoist priest also fell forward and almost fell into Ying Feiyang's arms.

Ying Feiyang straightened her body, secretly wondering in her heart that the horse that pulled the cart was well trained and could not even scare them yesterday's thunder. How could he be suddenly frightened and unable to advance or retreat at this time? Could it be that he had bumped into a tiger along the way? In a while of doubt, a voice came, answering Ying Feiyang's question.

"Ying Feiyang, come out for me!" The person who came was more fierce than the tiger and more fierce than the thunder. He was full of murderous intent and retreating. It was He Guqiu!

"Why did it come so quickly!" Ying Feiyang was shocked. He thought He Guqiong would need to understand for several days, but he would appear again in just half a day. Moreover, Ying Feiyang's action route was so strange. The heavy rain washed away the traces the day before yesterday, and by chance, he was taken away by a car and a man. Ying Feiyang himself didn't know where he was now, so how did He Guqiong come to him?

Ying Feiyang looked sideways the car window and saw He Guqiong blocking the official road alone, but his hair was curled up and his body was charred and his Taoist robe became ragged and tattered, making it a bit ridiculous. I wonder what happened to him in the past half day.

"Bold! Who is disturbing the jade frame?" The two Taoist priests in front of the carriage immediately became alert when they saw such strange-shaped people appearing. They jumped out of the carriage, one left and one right, and fell in front of He Guqiong, scolding.

He Guqiong glanced at the eyes and said coldly: "It turns out to be the disciple of Sima Chengzhen. I remember your name is Lu Zhixuan." He Guqiong pointed to the tall bearded Taoist on the left. "It's me," and replied.

"You, your name is Chen Shouzhi, right?" He Guqiong pointed at the person on the right again.

"It's Zhang Shouzhi." The Taoist with a vermilion-faced face on the right was still alert and corrected him coldly.

He Guqiong stared at the carriage again: "If the Shangqing Sect's disciples personally guarded it, also known as the 'jade frame', is Princess Yuzhen or Princess Jinxian inside?"

"Princess!" Ying Feiyang was shocked. If He Guqiong hadn't been outside, he would have almost exhaled. Unexpectedly, the female Taoist priest was just letting him sleep on his legs. She was the same mother and sister of the current emperor, the most noble princess in the Tang Dynasty!

The woman's scattered hair, and a respectful and majestic voice came out of the carriage, saying, "Disciple Li Chiying, I have seen Uncle He Guqiu, and I wonder what Uncle He is doing here?"

"It turns out it's Princess Yuzhen, I haven't seen you for a long time." He Guqiong nodded and said, "My nephew Ying Feiyang was lost yesterday. I don't know that the princess had seen him." Ying Feiyang's heart tightened and looked at Princess Yuzhen with a look of help.

Princess Yuzhen understood it, smiled at him, pinched his palm, signaling him to rest assured, and then said, "Ying Feiyang? I have never heard of it, I wonder who is the master of the uncle and uncle?"

"Have you never encountered it? Since that's the case, I was disturbing." He Guqiong's voice came into the carriage, as if he was about to leave, suddenly-

"Be careful!" Ying Feiyang suddenly threw Princess Yuzhen down. The next moment, a sword energy rushed into the carriage, and the jade screen exploded with a bang. The fragments of Ying Feiyang dispersed above his head, knocking Princess Yuzhen down.

Without any screens to block it, Ying Feiyang and He Guqiong had already met with each other. With just one glance, it was like falling into an ice cave, and the whole body was cold. He Guqiong's sword had not been reacted in time, but Princess Yuzhen was afraid that he had been killed. At this time, he even confirmed that the dark, cold, emotionless, and only had endless murderous eyes, indicating that He Guqiong had lost his heart and possessed his murderous heart.!

"How could this be!" Ying Feiyang was shocked. Yesterday he left those words, and based on He Guqiong's sword cultivation, he would definitely be able to understand it again. He pushed his sword to the sword realm of "Tao is ruthless but affectionate". How could he backfire now? He Guqiong was controlled by the sword and became a sword that survived for the sake of killing?

In fact, Ying Feiyang didn't know that yesterday, the lonely god sat in the forest to understand the sword. He was at the critical moment when the heavens and man were fighting each other and the Taoist demons fought each other. Suddenly, the sky was thunder and heavy rain was pouring.

Heavenly thunder is a symbol of eliminating evil and warding off evil. Perhaps He Guqiong had a lifelong murderous evil, and his anger rushed straight into the sky, and eventually led to the divine punishment from the sky. A heavenly thunder struck from the sky and came into being initiated.

But He Guqiong has a deep foundation and has not died after being forced to kill a thunder. However, when Tian Lei was added, he fainted for a moment. At this thunder, Taoist heart was lost, and murderous intent took the opportunity to counterattack his heart. The heavenly thunder that had eliminated evil created an evil demon, and He Guqiong fell into ruin.

During this period, the cause and effect were tortuous, and no one present knew about it. However, He Guqiong's actions made Zhang Shouzhi and Lu Zhixuan furious, and at the same time shouted, "Bold!" and wanted to take action to subdue the demons.

Zhang Shouzhi twisted the talisman in his hand and recited the magic tricks on his mouth. The talisman was spontaneously ignited without fire. In the moment of the fire, a golden armored god appeared behind Zhang Shouzhi, with a height of more than ten feet. He was wearing the golden lion bright light armor, with a golden light, holding a machete on the head of the beast, with a murderous aura, raised the giant sword in his hand and slashed at He Guqiong like a black cloud pressing on the top.

Lu Zhixuan used a sword, but his sword was different from the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and his sword was more like a magic weapon than a weapon. But when he saw his back trembling, his sword rose up from the sky, and then one turned into an evil dragon, spitting a raging flame, and the other turned into a giant python, spitting a highly poisonous black water.

Ying Feiyang has been in Lingxiao Jiandao for a long time, and most of the people who have seen it use swords. The two Taoist priests in front of him are obviously masters of magic. They can't help but have a broad vision. They secretly learn how He Guqiong deals with it, and forgot to be in danger for a while.

He Guqiong was surrounded by the two, but stood firm and stood still. He snorted coldly, and murderous aura emerged. He Guqiong made a move with his left hand, and the sword of nirvana appeared. One was transformed into ten, ten was transformed into hundreds, and the black sword blades formed a sword flow, fighting and entangling with a python and a dragon.

Holding another sword in his right hand, the blade grows in the wind, turning into the size of a machete that presses against the top, without fear or fear, and facing upwards.
Chapter completed!