"Your young master hasn't arrived yet?!" The plain-looking young man said coldly, "How long are you going to wait?"
"Master Zhao, our young master will be here soon, please wait a moment." A heroic middle-aged man held his fists and said with a gentle smile.
"I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon, how many times do I have to say I'll be there soon?!" The young man Zhao Jiping looked gloomy and said coldly: "How many more times do I have to say it?"
The heroic middle-aged man smiled apologetically and held his fists in arms.
More than five hundred other Cantian Dao masters stared at them coldly with cold faces.
The glances were like cold arrows.
The heroic middle-aged Zhou Tianhuai was their hall leader, the head of the hall. He held a high position and was usually solemn and solemn. But now he seemed to be groveling, which really made them unhappy.
Is Shenwu Mansion so great? Can it be so rude?
If it weren't for the imperial court, how could these two guys dare to be so arrogant?
The masters of Cantian Dao were ready to take action, wishing they could use Cantian Finger to directly destroy these two boys from Shenwu Palace.
One finger is enough!
The two young men in purple robes had no fear and regarded them as nothing.
Zhao Jiping smiled at the handsome young man and said: "Junhou, this young master is really big-hearted. At such an important moment, he didn't even watch from the side, but ran out to play!"
The handsome young man Fan Chenguang waved his hand to signal him to shut up.
Their Shenwu Palace is strong and powerful, but Cantian Dao is not a weakling, and cannot be manipulated casually, especially when it comes to the young Taoist master.
Zhao Jiping curled his lips and said, "Are you kidding us? We are so tired of waiting for so long that we can't even just joke about it?"
"Are you kidding?" A crisp voice suddenly sounded.
The crowd quickly parted ways.
"Little Lord!"
"Little Lord!"
"Little Lord!"
…
Yang Ying waved her jade hand to signal them to shut up.
She and Tang Yueyan walked along the passage that everyone had given way to, walking lightly and gracefully on the ice and snow, and slowly arrived in front of Zhao Jiping and Fan Chenguang.
She first titheed the four monks who had their eyes closed, then looked at Zhao Jiping and said calmly: "Two military masters, my little girl Yang Ying, do you have any advice?"
She didn't wait for Zhao Jiping to speak before she said again: "What is the name of this military master?"
"Zhao Jiping!"
"Oh, Master Zhao." Yang Ying said lightly: "How did Master Zhao know that I ran out to play?"
"Ahem, it's just a joke." Zhao Jiping felt guilty after being stared at by her starry eyes.
Yang Ying chuckled: "It's a joke..."
She shook her head slightly and looked at Fan Chenguang: "Fan Junhou, right?"
"Fan Chenguang."
"Marquis Fan Jun has come all the way, what's the big deal?"
Li Zhu stood far away from the crowd, staring from a distance.
He shook his head, this is the young master, so what about the Shenwu Mansion? Are you afraid they won't succeed?!
In fact, it is true that Shenwu Mansion cannot be offended.
Otherwise, Hall Master Zhou wouldn't be like this. You know, Hall Master Zhou usually has a very bad temper.
Fan Chenguang took out a thin bamboo tube from his arms.
Palm length and thumb thickness.
The bamboo tube is purple, as if carved from purple jade, but it is actually a different species of purple jade bamboo.
Purple jade bamboo is stronger than iron and stone, and is impervious to water and fire.
He moved his kung fu into his palms and gently pressed one end of the purple jade bamboo tube.
After a while, the strange fragrance floated out, and wisps of sandalwood penetrated the nostrils of the people around, refreshing them.
This is the unique secret technique of Shenwu Mansion, specially used to unlock the secret order of Purple Jade Bamboo.
He presented his hands to Yang Ying with an indifferent expression: "This is the purple jade secret order passed down from the mansion. Young Master Yang should see it personally."
Yang Ying stretched out her jade hand, took it, opened it, took out a scroll, slowly unfolded it and read what was written inside.
Her fair face turned gloomy, her starry eyes burned brightly, and she raised her head to look at Fan Chenguang.
"Bang!" The scroll suddenly ignited without fire and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
Fan Chenguang and Zhao Jiping's expressions changed slightly.
This skill is extremely powerful, and I can't do it myself.
Yang Ying said coldly: "Does Marquis Fan Jun know the content of this secret order?"
"Since it's a secret order, it's natural that I don't know it."
"It's too much to bully others." Yang Ying's face became calm: "What does Shenwu Mansion think of us, Cantian Dao?"
The angrier she gets, the calmer she becomes. This is her unique talent.
She was able to obey the masters of Cantian Taoism not only because of her identity as a young master, but also because of her martial arts cultivation and methods of doing things.
Fan Chenguang looked indifferent: "Young Master Yang, I don't know the content of the secret order, and I don't want to know it, but I advise you, Young Master Yang, to obey the order."
"Follow the order?" Yang Ying let out a chuckle: "Even if the content of this secret order is to make us, Can Tiandao, die?"
"Yes!" Fan Chenguang said slowly.
Yang Ying stared at Fan Chenguang.
Fan Chenguang looked at her indifferently.
Zhao Jiping said: "Young Master Yang, we are just delivering messages. It is useless for you to make things difficult for us."
Yang Ying's starry eyes flashed, her smile slowly faded, and she regained her composure: "That's true,... Okay, you go back and tell us, we, the Cantian Taoist Association, will act according to the secret order."
"Very good." Fan Chenguang's cold face softened a little, and he said calmly: "Young Master Yang, you are very smart."
Yang Ying let out a "chi" smile.
Do you want him to tell you whether you are smart or not?
What does he think he is?
Just a small military lord of Shenwu Mansion!
He even spoke of himself in such a condescending manner!
Extremely ridiculous and extremely arrogant!
Anger surged in her heart, but her white jade face remained calm, even with a faint smile on her face: "Marquis Fan Jun, thanks for the award."
Fan Chenguang shook his head: "Although I am not in the mansion, what is the secret order, but I know that the mansion will never let you die, otherwise, how can you convince the public?"
Yang Ying smiled faintly and said: "Ci is not in charge of troops. You Shenwu Mansion is a member of the army. As a member of the army, you think there are no immortals when marching and fighting. It is okay to sacrifice a small number of people for the sake of victory."
She was calm and even smiling, but her tone was sarcastic.
Fan Chenguang said sternly: "This statement is ridiculous. Our Shenwu Mansion will never sacrifice anyone arbitrarily. We do it in an upright way, not in a deceitful way."
"I hope so." Yang Ying held her fist indifferently and said, "I'm sorry to see you off so far."
"Then let's say goodbye." Fan Chenguang clasped his fists, turned around and left with Zhao Jiping.
No one got out of the way.
He blocked them in front of them, surrounded them, stared at them eagerly, and his momentum was like a mountain pouring down.
"What are you going to do?!" Zhao Jiping shouted.
Zhou Tianhuai, who had always been smiling gently, had a gloomy face, staring at them coldly, looking at Yang Ying from time to time.
Yang Ying turned around gently with her hands behind her back, facing away from everyone, and looked in the direction of Dayong, her starry eyes seemed to see Dayong's situation clearly through the fog.
"Get out of the way!" Zhao Jiping shouted: "Get out of the way quickly!"
Fan Chenguang stared at Yang Ying's back.
"If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhao Jiping shouted.
Everyone sneered, their eyes sparkled, and their aura became stronger, like a volcano shaking and about to erupt at any time.
Fan Chenguang stared at Yang Ying with a gloomy expression.
Zhao Jiping's clothes were already bulging, his face was filled with purple energy, and he wanted to use his martial arts to force his way out.
Zhou Tianhuai smiled at him with a cold smile.
Zhao Jiping's heart twitched violently, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and he felt the fatal danger.
The crowd's momentum is getting stronger and stronger.
Yang Ying turned her back to everyone and waved her jade hand gently.
"Let them get out of here." Zhou Tianhuai said hurriedly: "Get out of the way."
Then everyone slowly backed away, making way for them, and stared at Zhao Jiping and Fan Chenguang with sneers, their eyes full of disdain.
Zhao Jiping was so angry that he wanted to explode.
He especially couldn't stand such looks, and his violent temper made him want to explode.
Fan Chenguang pressed his shoulder lightly and pushed him: "Let's go."
Zhao Jiping took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, gritted his teeth and walked out, getting away from the crowd.
Fan Chenguang walked slowly with him, as if he couldn't see the disdain and cold eyes of everyone, and was indifferent and calm.
After leaving the siege and walking a mile in silence, Zhao Jiping suddenly kicked the snowflakes flying and said bitterly: "What a bunch of bastards!"
"Rebellious and unruly, that's what Cantian Dao is all about." Fan Chenguang said lightly: "I expected it when I came here."
"Thank you, Junhou, for your kindness in reminding me." Zhao Jiping gritted his teeth and said, "You are such a ungrateful bastard, and that young master is not a good person!"
"This Young Master Yang..." Fan Chenguang shook his head: "It's not simple. I underestimated her before, thinking that she was just relying on her background."
"Isn't it?" Zhao Jiping snorted: "Like us who work hard to practice martial arts and sacrifice our lives on the battlefield, it would be better for her. She is the young master as soon as she is born and doesn't have to do anything. It's really..."
"Everyone has his own destiny." Fan Chenguang said: "Those guys are so unruly and unruly, how can they be controlled just by their birth?"
"...So this young master still has some moral integrity?"
"I thought she would simply refuse to answer the order, or even get angry." Fan Chenguang shook his head and said, "I really underestimated her."
"It's nothing, right?" Zhao Jiping said, "It's just that I don't lose my temper. I can bear it."
"Can a young master tolerate being bossy and bossy?"
"Then why didn't she refuse the secret order?"
"...Can't guess."
Zhou Tianhuai also carefully asked Yang Ying what the secret order was and why the young master was so angry.
Zhou Tianhuai is a loyal follower of Yang Ying. He knows Yang Ying very well and can see that the calm Yang Ying is actually very angry.
Finally he endured it and agreed to obey the secret order.
The secret order is definitely not a good thing, otherwise she wouldn't be so angry, but why did she agree to it?
"It's okay to tell you that we were originally going to raid the Golden Knife Sect's home base, but now we're going to attack the Wuchang Sword Sect instead."
"Impermanent Sword Sect?" Everyone immediately looked around to see if anyone knew.
But everyone looked confused, obviously they didn't know.
"The Golden Knife Sect is a first-class sect, but their attack on the Diamond Temple this time has seriously damaged their vitality. It is not difficult to steal their old home, but the Wuchang Sword Sect..." Yang Ying said lightly: "They are more powerful than the Golden Knife Sect. This time they come
There are very few people, and their vitality is still intact.”
"Young Master, do you mean that we people can't deal with the Wuchang Sword Sect?"
"Impermanent Sword Sect has at least three thousand disciples, and at least one thousand masters who are comparable to you." Yang Ying glanced at them: "Do you think you can handle them?"
"Young Master, it's no problem!" A young man said proudly: "The worst thing is that I will lose one hand!"
Everyone responded immediately.
"Yes, it's just a hand or a foot. I don't believe I can't deal with them!"
"it's not a big deal!"
"Just kill him!"
"The worst case scenario is death!"
Yang Ying frowned, glanced at everyone, and sneered.
Everyone slowly stopped and shouted.
Yang Ying's face turned pale and she sneered: "Desperately? Doesn't the Wuchang Sword Sect have any friends? Will they just fight to the death with you honestly?"
"Young Master, since we have obeyed the secret order, we have no choice but to fight."
"No big deal!"
Everyone nodded hurriedly.
Yang Ying said calmly: "Just follow my instructions, let's go."
"Yes." Everyone responded loudly.
Fakong took back the Heavenly Eyes and Heavenly Ears, shook his head and sighed, these masters of the Cantian Dao really trusted Yang Ying.