The forest is silent.

Yang Xianshu sighed: "I originally thought that I could avoid Taoist Lord by detour, and there was another city ahead. I thought that in front of everyone, Taoist Lord would not show his laws in front of ordinary people, and it would not violate the laws of the Imperial Heaven Supervision, but I did not want to be stopped by Taoist Lord here."

He shook his head, sighed quite a bit, and said, "Although it is not far from the capital behind him, the battle with the Gangsha level is enough to alarm the capital behind him. Could it be that the Taoist Lord is not afraid of attracting the Imperial Heavenly Prison?"

Qin Xianyu smiled faintly and said, "Before this trip, the chief clerk of the Imperial Heaven Supervisor Zhou told him that the law should not be revealed in front of others."

Yang Xianshu's expression changed slightly.

Do not show the law in front of others.

This is for ordinary people, no longer the world's eyes will be revealed, and no disturbance to the secular people.

In other words, the Imperial Heavenly Prison actually agreed to this matter?

"As a fellow practitioner, you can't kill me, but I can only wait for death?" Qin Xianyu smiled and said, "The Imperial Heavenly Supervision has never had any problems so far in controlling the order of the great lords and holy dynasties. First, the righteous path has been carried out in all dynasties, and second, the rules are convinced."

Yang Xianshu winked.

The rest of the guards gathered next to the young master of Shang.

Young Master Shang gradually felt cold sweat on his forehead and was shocked.

Yang Xianshu said: "Your Lord Taoism knows that Shangyang Valley is the top sect in the great holy dynasty, and the master of this sect is also a real person of Longhu. The master of the Shaogu is the only son of the lord. If you kill him, you will inevitably have a mortal hatred with Shangyang Valley. The master of this sect may have to go out to the valley to seek revenge you."

"If Daojun let go of this matter, I will make the decision, eliminate this matter, and give some treasures of heaven and earth, as well as the Zhenyang Pill unique to Shangyang Valley as a pledge?"

Shangyang Valley is said to have obtained the bones of an ancient strange bird Shangyang. This strange bird named Shangyang is a holy medicine for healing, while the True Yang Pill is made of its bones. It is made by the Dragon and Tiger True Man who opens the furnace and refines the cauldron and ignites the earth fire, which is extremely precious.

The Zhenyang Pill, which is refined with its bones, is known to have the effect of resurrection and is the most famous healing pill in the Holy Dynasties of Great Masters.

Qin Xianyu had also heard of the name of Zhenyang Dan, and was quite moved. After a moment of pause, he still shook his head and said, "Brother Yang's words are endless. Judging from the small path, this young master is not like a person who can shake hands and make peace and turn swords into jade and silk."

Yang Xianshu was shocked and shouted: "Apologize to Daojun quickly."

The Young Master Shang was quite frightened and had to grit his teeth and said, "If you let me go today, I will not attack you in the future."

When he spoke, Yang Xianshu's heart sank.

This young master who was spoiled since childhood and was very favored was not a person who was good at disguising. He was insincere and his tone was full of hatred. Even Yang Xianshu could hear it.

Qin Xianyu was most sensitive to this kind of murderous aura. He shook his head and said, "Brother Yang. Do you really want to save him?"

Yang Xianshu took a step to the side, blocked the Young Master Shang, and said, "No matter how unbearable he is, he is the young master of my Shangyang Valley, and he is the only son of my family teacher. My younger brother grew up in Shangyang Valley since he was young, and he was favored by the Lord of the Valley. He had to teach immortal methods and could not stand by and watch."

When I heard him say that he was unbearable, Young Master Shang would be furious. But at this time, I was a little moved.

Yang Xianshu said: "I was originally the fourth place in the list of outstanding people. Later, I fell to the sixth place in the list of outstanding people overnight. I am familiar with Chen Yuan. I know that this person's ability has grown very fast recently and has surpassed me. However, Taoist Lord was not famous before, but later became famous. Although I don't think I can compare with Taoist Lord, I always have some desire to try. Although I don't want to admit it, it is difficult to deny it. I am still a little dissatisfied with Taoist Lord."

Qin Xianyu gently pulled out the Qingli sword and sighed: "There are probably more than you who are dissatisfied among the younger generation."

Yang Xianshu smiled brightly and said, "Although he thinks he is not as good as the Taoist, he has such skills since he was born. He can't suppress his own thoughts and is eager to try."

After saying that, he had already added a long sword in his hand and said, "The sword is named Baigu, which was refined by my younger brother himself. I would like to ask the Taoist Lord for advice."

Qin Xianyu nodded slightly.

call out!

Without any hesitation, Yang Xianshu threw his hand away, and the Baigu sword flew away and turned into a white light.

This is a flying sword!

The flying sword was so fast that it turned into white light.

Qin Xianyu's expression remained unchanged, and his pupils became very slow as he condensed.

Qingli's sword suddenly swung down.

A secret sword exerts all his true energy and strength.

The white light was slashed by the secret sword, and with a trembling sound, it flew backwards, and the light was dim.

Yang Xianshu's expression changed drastically.

"The technique of assassination of flying swords is to kill people from a distance. If you are not by the other party's side, you will not be in danger of your life. The other party can only dodge the flying sword, or block the flying sword, and use the flying sword secret technique, so you are invincible." Qin Xianyu looked at him and said, "But Xiaodao's own Taoist practice is much higher than yours. If you fall one sword, you can hurt the flying sword. If you have a few more swords, you may have to cut off the flying sword."

In fact, it's not only that.

The assassination of the flying sword may be invincible, but Qin Xianyu's own Taoism is extremely high and is enough to cut off the flying sword, so the situation is different.

Not to mention that the flying sword is in danger of breaking, it is difficult to hurt the opponent after leaving the body and relying solely on the true qi to maintain it.

What's more, although Yang Xianshu was at the Tiangang realm and had cultivated a flying sword, he still had not achieved great success. His control over the flying sword was even inferior to Chen Hao at the time.

Realizing that the flying sword was powerless and could not hurt the other party, Yang Xianshu took a deep breath, took a move, and the flying sword fell into his hand.

He held the sword tightly and crossed his chest.

Qin Xianyu stepped forward on the cicada's wings and fell down with another sword.

When Yang Xianshu saw that he suddenly came to his body, the Qingli sword fell down suddenly. In a hurry, he had to raise his sword to block it.

A clang sound!

The White Valley Sword broke from the middle.

Qingli's sword stopped about the top of Yang Xianshu's head.

When the flying sword had Yang Xianshu as the last power, in terms of strength, it would naturally compete with Qin Xianyu, but the flying sword itself was not as good as the Qingli sword, so it was divided into two by the Qingli sword and split from it.

"You're defeated."

Qin Xianyu whispered: "Maybe you still have many secret techniques that have not been used, which can collapse mountains and crack stones, burn mountains and forests, and have all kinds of wonderful uses. But if you fall by this sword in the Tao, your life will be difficult to protect, and no matter how secret techniques you have, you will not be able to display them."

"Xiaodao spares your life, but your life has been dead once, so it can be said to be an explanation to Shangyanggu."

After removing the sword, Qin Xianyu walked towards Young Master Shang.

The young master of Shang was frightened and kept retreating.

Yang Xianshu was stunned and sighed for a long time: "The great kindness of Shangyang Valley and the family teacher is as heavy as a mountain. I really can't see my junior brother die like this."

He turned around, shouted softly, raised his hand, and a white wind ball was constantly rolling, and the turbid dust air was spinning endlessly.

The wind ball headed towards Qin Xianyu, rolling bigger and bigger in the air. After flying two steps away, it had grown to the size of one person.

The wind suddenly blew in the forest and the leaves swayed.

Qin Xianyu remained silent, stretched his hand back, and a lightning burst out from his left palm.

Thunder in the palm!

There was a loud bang, and sand and stones flew away.

A strong wind blew up, and it was so violent.

The young master of the Shang Dynasty and seven or eight internal guards in the distance were overturned by the strong wind and rolled out more than ten feet away.

Four or five large trees nearer were uprooted, and several other trees slightly far away were also swept away.

Qin Xianyu walked through the strong wind and came to Yang Xianshu, sighed, and pressed the seal on his chest.

Touchdown!

Yang Xianshu sprayed out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards. (To be continued)

ps: I'm lazy recently, and I finally recovered...
Chapter completed!