While talking.

Li Mochou turned over and threw a package of broken flowers the size of a book. With a snap, it fell at Yang Lin's feet.

"Don't let the thief go."

The handsome Taoist priest Yin Zhiping gave up on Li Mochou with a cold shout.

A black bird slashed through the sand with a sword, its figure was like a golden goose crossing the sky, and it slashed towards Yang Lin.

At the same time, several Taoist priests behind him had also arrived, and they separated into two people, following closely behind.

One person pointed his sword to the south, and the other pointed his sword to the north. They actually used a joint move to block Yang Lin's escape route.

"stop!"

Yang Lin was speechless.

He didn't pick up the package at all, okay?

"I am Lu Guanying. On the orders of Master Yuyangzi, I came to the mountain to become my disciple. I have a token with me."

Yang Lin stepped on the plum blossom, retreated, and dodged a swift sword move without fighting.

Then he took out the jade pendant that Wang Chuyi had given him and held it in front of him.

That witch Li Mochou will be known as the Fairy Chi Lian in the future. She is indeed not a kind person.

In other words, she doesn't care about other people's lives at all and just uses them without any psychological burden.

Totally witchy style.

Since Yang Lin knew who the other party was, of course he would not block the knife for her.

This misunderstanding can be resolved as soon as possible. Yang Lin really doesn't have much interest in fighting Yin Zhiping, Zhao Zhijing and the others.

"Your surname is Lu, that's right. You actually dare to cheat and use the name of Uncle Yuyangzi. You really don't know how to live or die."

Yin Zhiping was furious, and with a clear roar, his sword started to rise, and his throat was sealed thousands of miles away. The dream of Guanhe was cut off, and his men became even more ruthless.

'Did I kill your parents or something? Why are you so angry?'

Behind Yang Lin was a huge boulder. In front of him were three Taoist priests who were unwilling to give up. They took the position of three talents and attacked the vital point with cold swords. They didn't even listen to a word of his explanation.

He was also a little annoyed.

I know that if I continue to explain things in a confusing way, even if I say it out loud, I'm afraid people won't listen.

The Quanzhen Sect is so powerful that it is known as the largest sect in the world. It has both advantages and disadvantages.

Needless to say, there are advantages. The disadvantage is that none of these disciples take the world seriously, and their behavior is somewhat arrogant.

This style is especially prominent among the third generation disciples.

However, the real person in charge of the teaching, Ma Danyang, believed in the way of tranquility and inaction, and did not control his disciples strictly...

It can't be said that he is not strict, he doesn't care about it at all.

It only takes one or two years to go to the desert to teach Guo Jing internal skills.

On weekdays, when I have nothing to do, I just go to the secluded house in the back mountain to do some cleansing and don’t worry about foreign affairs.

And what about Changchun Ziqiu Chuji?

Apart from the headmaster, this person who is the most famous and has the highest martial arts skills among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, has a temper that can explode when set on fire.

Today I am not competing with this, tomorrow I am competing with that gambling, I will never get tired of it.

All he cares about is that he cannot lose. He has no time to discipline his disciples carefully.

Just think about Yang Kang, a disciple, and you can understand how he taught disciples.

If you don't see someone for months or even years, you will be scolded and reprimanded if you don't like them.

Or, strictly order the other party to kill Wanyan Honglie, the cheap man...

Only the devil listens to him.

Then, the Yin Zhiping in front of him obviously did not do a good job in ideological education. He did things his own way and was arrogant.

He is extremely arrogant and has the air of a master.

I saw a sword stabbing into my throat like a shooting star.

Yang Lin had no way to retreat, so he stretched out one hand, and many phantoms appeared in his palm, and he cleverly grabbed it diagonally.

The five fingers turned into snake kisses and clamped the long sword in Yin Zhiping's hand. With a slight shake of his wrist, he snatched the sword away and threw it to the ground, until it disappeared into the handle.

"I said, you are still unreasonable, are you? You have already said that I am a disciple of Yuyang Zhenren Wang Chuyi, and I am going up the mountain to become a disciple today..."

How could Yin Zhiping believe it? After the long sword was taken away, he did not retreat at all and roared, "The opponent is powerful, Zhichang and Zhicheng, come together."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his palm to his chest, with a palm filled with traces of purple energy, and with a bang, it was like a blow to the chest.

It is the Quanzhen Sect's life-fighting palm technique "Three Flowers Gathering on the Top Palm". With one palm move, all the energy and energy in the body are condensed, and it can open monuments and crack rocks as easily as a flip of a palm.

Behind him, Li Zhichang and Qi Zhicheng both flew diagonally, using the Mu Yun style to join the wall, and slashed down with their swords crossed.

These three people are not very old, and their combined attack power is almost enough to match Sha Tongtian's in a short period of time.

Yang Lin knew that he could no longer hesitate.

If you can't explain it clearly, then don't explain it.

He moved, suddenly took a step forward, and fell with a crash.

The ground shook slightly with a buzzing sound, and dust and smoke rose everywhere.

Yin Zhiping struck his chest with a palm, but he didn't even dodge. He also raised his fist to his chest, using a flat stance, and then punched out.

The fists and palms exchanged, and Yin Zhiping's body trembled.

He felt as if his arms were about to break, and his body was soaring out of control, flying more than three feet backward.

His body became unbearably numb, and he fell heavily to the ground, screaming in pain.

Li Zhichang and Qi Zhicheng had just swung down their swords when they saw that their senior brothers had already flown out. They were horrified and at the same time, the swords swung down faster and the figure in front of them had disappeared.

Before they could change their tactics.

There was a pain in their vests, and a huge force shook them, making them involuntarily rush forward, and boom...

He stuck to the stone wall and slowly slid down, his face covered in blood.

There were no serious injuries, but Yang Lin's unique technique made his whole body numb.

It's a while, so it's better not to take action.

"call out……"

Seeing this scene, Li Mochou gasped, a look of horror flashed in her eyes.

While Jian Guang Huo Huo was attacking with two quick moves, he spoke softly and gently: "Lu Lang, I'm going to go down the mountain first. You can come over after you deal with these stinky Taoist priests as soon as possible."

Then, he sheathed his sword and retreated quickly, dodged and plunged into the jungle, and actually slipped away from one side.

Zhao Zhijing's eyes were red, and he roared angrily. He couldn't tell the situation at all. He waved his sword and stopped chasing Li Mochou. Instead, he called the other four disciples and charged towards Yang Lin.

In the distance, there was a slim and beautiful little girl in Taoist attire. She ran back like a rabbit with a loud sound, shouting in horror as she ran, "Master, help me, a powerful master is coming to the mountain gate."

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Zhao Zhijing is not as reckless as Yin Zhiping, but he does not seem to be someone who can reason.

His eyes flashed with a cold light, and his sword was like a thousand miles away. The sword style was filled with chills, and he slashed flatly in front of Yang Lin.

With this sword, Qi comes first. Before the blade reaches it, the surge of internal energy has already cut the air.

He is worthy of being the first person in martial arts and internal strength among the three generations of disciples.

In Yang Lin's opinion, this person has already achieved 70% or 80% of the power of Sha Tongtian, and his swordsmanship is also very exquisite.

However, it's still not enough.

He doesn't need to use the breath of frost, nor does he need to use a breath to swallow the weather. He just has the power in his palm and slaps it casually.

The starting point of the hand shadow.

The long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand buzzed and was knocked into the air.

He covered the bloody tiger's mouth and retreated quickly, but Yang Lin stepped forward, reached out to grab the back of the neck, and lifted it up with a bang.

boom……

A shallow human-shaped hole appeared on the ground.

Zhao Zhijing was hit so hard that he felt dizzy and his whole body seemed to be falling apart. He struggled a few times and could not get up.

Yang Lin sneered, took a step forward, crossed Zhao Zhijing, looked at the four Taoist priests who were in a dilemma in the middle of the charge, and said with a smile: "Do you want to fight again? If you don't drink a toast, you will have to drink a fine..."

I have already said that we are all from the same sect, but you still want to believe what Li Mochou says. Unless you get rid of your stupidity, you will not be able to listen to what others say."

The four Taoist priests still felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Obviously, he still didn't believe Yang Lin's words at all.
To be continued...