The name Jinyitang sounds very rich. When Guo Yong first heard about it, he subconsciously felt it was like Jinyiwei. After carefully reading the information, he found that it was really like that. This sect did not have it before. The initial backbone forces came from those monks who surrendered to the court. Because the cultivators in Jiuzhou were too strong, the emperor felt a little uneasy, so he wanted to organize a cultivator force that belonged to him. So he had the idea of ​​Jinyitang and put it into practice seven hundred years ago.

At the beginning, no one cared about the Jinyi Hall, because the monks who defected to the court basically couldn't make it in their own circle, or they felt that there was no hope of breaking through and only wanted to enjoy the wealth of the world. Strictly speaking, they were all losers among monks. Luther among monks, and of course, there would not be many people who valued them with such a group of people. They seemed to know their status. Even if they had the status of the court, they were still very low-key and gave everyone a smile first.

However, the court was the court and the master who controlled the land of Jiuzhou. Even if the cultivation sects in some matters do not listen to them, the resources they could mobilize were still very large. With the careful cultivation of the courts of all dynasties, the Jinyi Hall finally took shape. First, some small sects were abandoned, and then began to attack some medium sects. It took more than two hundred years to become an important force in the cultivation sects of Jiuzhou. After more than a hundred years, it finally successfully squeezed into the seven major sects.

The seven major sects at that time were also officially designated, and Jinyi Hall ranked seventh, but over the years, there has been a sixth saying, because anyone can see the decline of Feilai Immortal Sect, and gradually recognized this change in the ranking.

But that's all. I'm afraid no one can agree to it when going up. It is impossible for a sect belonging to the court in the world to occupy a too high position in this circle, otherwise it would be unfavorable to everyone. Even the Wuyun Sect, which has always been away from the system, agrees with this. After all, this is a big problem.

But that was in the entire situation in Jiuzhou. In the Jiangnan area, Jinyi Hall was an absolutely supreme existence. Feilai Xianmen Southern Sect was far inferior to them. However, these people usually remained low-key in their behavior and did not participate in external affairs, so the Southern Sect dared to make trouble here.

But now it is no longer a problem of causing trouble, but a direct conflict. Guo Yong couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but when things got to this point, he could no longer withdrew from retreating. He led his man straight to the backyard. Through the moon gate, he could see the situation inside. There was indeed a woodshed there, and a black-faced Taoist stood at the door, which was difficult to deal with at first glance.

This is just on the surface. The other two monks from the Jinyi Hall were not sure where they were. Guo Yong pondered for a moment and whispered: "The plan remains unchanged. We will concentrate our efforts to attack the Taoist first, and then snatch the person out. As long as the person is snatched out, other things will be easy to solve. The other two monks from the Jinyi Hall are not sure where they are. Be careful later, don't be attacked by others!"

"Don't worry!" Bai Xuanji roared lowly, and the man had already flew out like a sharp arrow. Guo Yong and Hu Chuang looked at each other and rushed out from left to right. Hu Chuang had a ghost-headed sword in his hand, and Guo Yong took out a fried spoon, and the three of them had finished the product shape to cover it up.

The Taoist, who was originally bored, suddenly felt something strange. When he saw a guy who was as powerful as a mad tiger appeared in front of him, he probably thought that General Manager Peng came to the prison to rob the prison. He snorted coldly, and a sword of destruction appeared in his hand, and he wanted to kill the people on the spot.

But before the sword was drawn, the Taoist realized that something was wrong. The person who came was not an ordinary warrior at all, but a monk like him, and even a monk with a stronger cultivation than him. When he lost his courage and was about to greet his companions, Guo Yong and Hu Chuang arrived from both sides. Guo Yong used a finger of ice, while Hu Chuang shot out a ball of fire.

The Taoist was caught off guard and suddenly became a two-way sky of ice and fire. While burning, it was blocked by the ice layer. Then he saw a flash of white light in front of him. A big head flew out, and the body was still standing firmly on the ground. It took a long time to fall down again.

Peng Rui immediately rushed to the firewood gate. Guo Yongming felt something was wrong and was about to stop him loudly. Young Master Peng had already kicked the door open. Then he saw the white light flashing inside. A flying sword was about to behead Peng Rui. Zhou Xu was still quicker to react. He repeatedly lit the long sword in his hand, slowing the attack of the flying sword, and finally rescued the person. Young Master Peng walked past the gate of the Ghost, and was immediately scared to his cold sweat. He took a few steps back. The three-pointed two-edged sword was already in his hand and shouted: "Who is the rat, I have a place to come out for grandpa!"

"Who is the rat? I want to ask who is the rat you are!" A sharp and sharp voice came from the woodshed, and the listener felt numb all over. After a moment, a guy with neither male nor female appearance came out. His hair was pale purple and his body was wearing a bright red robe, which easily reminded people of Dongfang Bubai.

Following the way, there was a big man like an iron tower. He looked almost ten feet long, with a long giant hammer in his hand, staring at everyone with a treacherous look on his face. It seemed that he was much better than the old Taoist who had killed before. Guo Yong gritted his teeth and said, "Fight quickly, don't wait for their reinforcements to come!"

"Reinforcements? Do you use reinforcements to deal with you rats?" The big man smiled coldly and said, "Isn't it just the Jiangnan general? The three of them are enough to give him face. What reinforcements do you need?"

"Iron Lion, stop!" The purple-haired monk shouted, obviously secretly hating the other party for revealing his background, and it also seemed that Guo Yong and others were not easy to deal with.

Guo Yong and others were overjoyed. If there were other people around here, this time, it would be 80% impossible to save General Peng. After all, there were only six people in total. Except for Bai Xuanji, the others were all new disciples. They would definitely not be able to gain a advantage when fighting on their territory. But if there were only these two guys, they could compete. Guo Yong winked at Zhou Xu, then waved his hand outside. The latter immediately understood that he wanted to contact Wei Ninghui and turned around without hesitation.
Chapter completed!