Qianjia Village Courtyard is full of green willows and shady scenery.

This manor, which is comparable to the mansions of princes and ministers in the capital, covers a very large area and has a very elegant scenery. It can be said that the entire Yongqin area is unique in luxury.

At this time, the manor was singing and dancing, and the guests were fascinated.

A banquet was being held in the lobby, and singers from Chang'an were dancing to the wonderful music. The guests inside were enjoying the singing and dancing while eating the sumptuous and gorgeous food, and they were all very intoxicated.

The owner Qian Yongjiang stood in a water pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the quiet lake outside the pavilion. Beside him, there was a white-haired old man, known as Uncle Yin.

Only the old people in the Qian Mansion knew that Uncle Yin had been by Qian Yongjiang for ten years and had never left him a single step, but at the same time, he was mysterious and was invisible in the darkness every time, and outsiders rarely saw him.

After looking at the lake for a moment, Qian Yongjiang sighed slightly, turned around, frowned and said, "Brother Yin, I don't know when the four masters of Taoism will return to victory."

"Lord, please rest assured, those four people are all land gods. If they take action together, few people in this world can escape. Even if Chen Zhao has great magical powers, he will die on the spot." Uncle Yin said slowly: "Besides, they come from famous families, and even if that Chen Zhao is very good, he will not dare to kill him. Besides, there is also an old slave. No matter how strong Chen Zhao is, I can kill a mere young man as long as he is not Taiyi Jinxian."

"Well, that's right." Qian Yongjiang nodded with satisfaction.

Uncle Yin in front of him was about sixty years old, his hair and beard were all gray, and he stood there like an old farmer in the field, but his strength was unfathomable.

Once, a descendant of the gods who had lived in seclusion for thousands of years challenged him. He suddenly summoned a python and played with it hard.

If it weren't for this person's encounter with him ten years ago, relying on him was the choice of destiny, so that the cracks on his body that were seriously injured by the innate treasure could be healed, he wouldn't have stayed in this small place in Huayin for so long.

"Now I'm waiting for news from Chen Yi and the others. Humph, I hurt my Tianfu and want to stay in Huayin leisurely?" Qian Yongjiang sneered.

"boom!"

At this moment, the gate of Qianjiazhuang Courtyard suddenly exploded. The courtyard wall made of glutinous rice and bricks and stones, and the thick gate made of hardwood grown in the Qinling Mountains were torn to pieces like paper.

"Who?"

Everyone was shocked, and the guards of the manor pulled out their weapons and stared at the door.

Qian Yongjiang also heard the movement and strode to the front yard to observe the situation. Uncle Yin was naturally beside him.

A young man walked with his hands behind his back and slowly walked in.

Uncle Yin was slightly surprised.

It would be fine for ordinary people to leave that gate.

If a person who knows magic will be under pressure when he leaves.

As for the destruction, those who are about to come to the door will be backfired by the door.

Because when this gate was built, a formation was installed. When it was destroyed, it could release three poisonous pythons and three poisonous fogs. They were mixed together and had great power. Ordinary practitioners would instantly enter their bodies and have no magic power and could only be slaughtered by others.

This formation is called the "Three Insects and Three Flowers Formation" in the industry.

But when the boy walked in, it seemed that he was not affected at all.

Either he did not trigger the Three Insects and Three Flowers Formation, or he had very strong magic power and easily suppressed the formation.

The Qian family's guards are also the sons of the Jian family. The leader of the family is a veteran of the Western Army. He has a lot of military strength and experience. At this time, he stood in front of Qian Yongjiang and calmly advised: "Master, you and Uncle Yin first retreat to the backyard. Those who fight and kill here will not affect your elegant pleasure."

"It's okay, with Brother Yin here, why are you afraid?" After all, Qian Yongjiang has been a county magistrate for several years, and he still has the demeanor of not being afraid of the battle.

They looked at the person coming together, and saw that the young man walking in the smoke and dust was about twenty years old, wearing light green robes, carrying his hands on his back, and leaving proudly.

The boy has a handsome face, his eyebrows are quite vicissitudes, his eyes are heroic and restrained, and his demeanor is extraordinary. At a glance, he knows that he is a very story-provoking young man.

"Zhen Zhenren?"

The moment they saw the boy, everyone took a breath.

Although Qian Yongjiang had never seen him, his confidant had already found out about his appearance in the past ten days, so he recognized this person as soon as he met.

"Zhen Chen, you hurt my beloved son, and I didn't even settle the score with you. You dare to break into my private residence. What crime should you be guilty of?"

Qian Yongjiang shouted loudly, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Doesn’t Chen Zhao’s arrival mean that all the four land gods have failed?

It would be fine if Chen Zhao let them go. If Chen Zhao killed them, the forces behind these people would naturally cause trouble for Qian Yongjiang.

As for whether to find trouble for Chen Zhao.

Humph, at that time, Chen Zhao was already dead and had no place to bury him, so why would he have trouble?

Chen Zhao didn't say anything, but just walked step by step. The guard leader shouted: "Stop immediately, if you take another step forward, we will shoot an arrow."

While speaking, several people had already raised their divine arm bows.

The Song Dynasty promoted literature and suppressed military affairs, and did not allow the people to have weapons, and even more so were those like the Divine Arm Bow.

However, Qian Yongjiang is the county magistrate, so he can naturally avoid relevant regulations.

Chen Zhao kept moving forward.

"Chirr!"

Those guards were all old soldiers of the Western Army. There were too many people on the sofa. At this time, they naturally did not hesitate and shot arrows with powerful arrows, shooting hard at Chen Zhao, obviously directly killing them.

"What's the point of being a little trick?"

Chen Zhao still walked with his hands behind his back.

The powerful arrow shot hard on Chen Zhao, but it was half a foot away from him and was bounced away by the energy released by Chen Zhao.

"Swoosh swish swish."

Jianshe was shot back all the time, bringing a sharp sound of breaking the wind, directly hitting the eyebrows of the vile guards.

"Click!"

These guards who had fought in the Western Army and had experienced border battles and killed each other, fell to the ground in an instant without stopping Chen Zhao.

"This is this!"

Everyone's expression changed. Chen Zhao was as immovable as a mountain, and his energy was released from the outside, and he did not move and retaliated against the enemy. He was not so powerful in the powerful martial arts masters!

The servants and guests in the distance looked at it, and they were all stunned and dumbfounded.

Even Qian Yongjiang's face changed slightly. Although he knew that Chen Zhao was very strong, he was enough to defeat four land gods. He was already at the level of a god. With this magical power alone, few people in the entire manor could escape his poisonous hands.

"Brother Yin" Qian Yongjiang turned his attention to the old man Yin, who was beside him.

How many times did Qian Yongjiang be bullied by a demon and faced a crisis? The person in front of him took action to save him.

"Young man, if you leave now, I can see you as if you haven't seen you." Uncle Yin narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"The noisy people who rely on their seniority should be careful of being struck by lightning."

Chen Zhao glanced at the old man and said lightly.

"Hmph! Junior is rude!"

Uncle Yin snorted coldly and flew up suddenly. Suddenly, a sword appeared in his hand.

The sword is like a pool of autumn water, emitting bursts of light, as bright as a night pearl.

Of course, this is the daytime, no matter how bright the night pearl is, it is just dazzling.

Uncle Yin shouted loudly, waved his sword, and a powerful energy burst out immediately, slashing straight towards Chen Zhao.

Huaguang, with the naked eye, the air waves rolled and surging like waves, surging and storming. The violent storm that humans almost irresistible was invincible. The invincible wind that almost blew the air was about to burst into pieces, rushed towards Chen Zhao.

"Is there such supernatural powers? I'm much better than those four people!"

Chen Zhao's eyes condensed, and the long halberd was immediately in his hand, and he also used the Beixuan magical power. The long halberd swung in the air and swung it.

The weather waves suddenly disappeared. Chen Zhao's backhand attack brought out a howling strong wind, pulling out long white marks and attacking Uncle Yin.

"The art of immortals and demons?"

Uncle Yin frowned and used a backhand sword to sway the strong wind into the sky.

And he slowly landed.
Chapter completed!