The methods of cultivators are endless and extremely mysterious.

The ability to fight head-on may not directly determine the outcome.

For example, Yin Yuzhou relies on the method of "hundred ghosts walking at night" to seize souls, affecting the opponent's sanity, making it difficult for him to display his abilities, losing most of his strength, and even making him unable to fight anymore. He can take advantage of the situation and win.

Although this technique is dismissed as heretical by many practitioners, in fact, it is also his skill and his advantage.

With this ability, he defeated Yuan Zhenghai, who was number 25 on the list of heroes. How many people in the world among the Jindan masters could do this?

That’s the thing!

But the body of a dragon has no soul.

The soul only exists within Zhuang Ming's body.

Zhuang Ming is still on the outside.

So, the outcome was determined.

The power of the dragon is even greater than that of Wen Han.

However, the drought will be affected, but the dragon will not be affected.

——

The dragon roars proudly, roars and roars!

The power of the dragon burst out and suppressed Yin Yuzhou.

Gray fog is spreading!

But they were roared by the dragon and dispersed instantly!

Boom!

The dragon moves forward with one claw!

The Blood God Banner burst out with extremely strong light, blocking the front.

And Yin Yuzhou's face had become extremely ugly.

There was a vague look of panic.

But just then.

Another roar!

Wen Han reacted, walked away, and punched him down.

Click!

The Blood God Banner’s light dimmed!

Yin Yuzhou's expression changed, his figure fell over, and suddenly turned into a large cloud of mist.

The dragon roared loudly, and the wind and clouds gathered.

The gray mist transformed by Yin Yuzhou cannot escape.

"come out!"

Hearing that Han was very angry, he took a step forward and pulled out a human figure from the gray fog.

Yin Yu Zhou fell out, his magic power burst out, he opened Wen Han again, he made seals with his hands, spit out cold light from his mouth, and went straight to Wen Han's face!

Even if there is no Blood God Banner, even if he is found out from the dark, he is still a real person at the peak of Jindan. In a head-on fight, Wen Han will not be able to kill him on the spot in a matter of seconds!

But just when Yin Yuzhou moved forward and pressed the seal on Wen Han's chest.

The roar of the dragon suddenly started.

"Oops..."

Yin Yuzhou turned into a gray mist.

But the dragon suddenly opened its mouth and enveloped the entire courtyard.

The gray mist was swallowed up in one gulp.

Yin Yuzhou didn't even have time to scream.

This real person who had glimpsed the realm of Zhenxuan and had accumulated the last trace of the golden elixir, extinguished all vitality in his endless regret.

——

This result is not surprising.

Although Yin Yuzhou, who is at the peak of the Golden Core, is not weak, and the exercises and Taoist techniques he has learned are also sinister and weird, and difficult to guard against, but his greatest ability is useless against the dragon, as if he has been restrained.

In such a restrained situation, even if Wen Han hadn't been there, he still wouldn't be able to defeat the dragon today.

And with the addition of Wen Han, the battle from beginning to end lasted only one hundred and sixty breaths.

Sweep the courtyard and the fog will not remain.

When he heard the drought, he reacted and killed Yin in the boat.

"Longjun..."

Wen Han let out a breath and turned to look at Jiao Long, his expression extremely complicated.

If there was no Dragon Lord today, although his life would not be in danger, the outcome would definitely be unpredictable.

At least there is no guarantee of killing the opponent.

In the end, it was up to Lord Long to take action himself.

For Long Wei, this is considered dereliction of duty.

But at this moment, he was also very surprised by the power of Dragon Lord.

"The elites of Da Chu are here."

Zhuang Ming glanced outside and said, "You are still a wanted criminal in Da Chu. You must immediately restrain your aura and exit the inn, so as not to be noticed by Da Chu's elite."

Wen Han was startled for a moment, then nodded and left immediately without saying anything.

Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand and made a move. The dragon turned into a boy about ten feet long, fell to the ground, and spat out.

The old Yin Yuzhou, with a bloodless face, no breath, no vitality, no magic power, just looked like an ordinary old man who passed away at the end of his life.

The dragon inhaled slightly, and the Blood God Flag flew over and fell into Zhuang Ming's hands.

And all the things on Yin Yuzhou's body were also separated.

Books, items, seals, copper plates and other things.

Including Yin Yuzhou's heart-protecting mirror and his robe.

Only when Zhuang Ming took all this in front of him.

Sounds from the outside started rolling in.

The cold light of the sword seeped into the night.

From the sky, there was an angry shout.

"Yin Yuzhou!"

"How dare you do such nonsense!"

"If you don't surrender today, you will be buried today."

The voice suddenly stopped, but the footsteps of the sergeants outside were still uniform, surrounding the entire inn, like a Taoist gate trapped in a formation, but full of murderous intent.

Zhuang Ming had his hands behind his back, while the dragon was entrenched on his sword.

Lu He and Yue Ting fell into the courtyard and came behind Zhuang Ming.

"I fought with Yin Yuzhou and caused a commotion. Until I defeated Yin Yuzhou, up to this moment, there have been one hundred and eighty breaths."

Zhuang Ming looked up and asked: "Do the gentlemen of the imperial court like to arrive late after the matter is over?"

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After the deputy commander became aware of Yin Yuzhou's whereabouts, he led his troops and rushed over without any delay.

But he never thought that when his army surrounded the inn and he stood in a high position, preparing to surround and kill Yin Yuzhou, everything had already ended.

The courtyard was in a mess, but the inn did not collapse after all.

The power of fighting skills is limited to a small area.

"Is that... Yin Yuzhou?"

The deputy commander's eyes fell on the lifeless old man, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Judging from the appearance, it is indeed Yin Yuzhou, but the breath is dead, and there is no trace of blood or magic left. It does not look like the corpse of a real person, but more like the corpse of an ordinary old man.

His tone was slightly stagnant and he looked at the three people present.

Two third-level warriors, but both stood at the back.

The person at the head had a flat breath, with only traces of true energy.
To be continued...