"Come on, let me learn about your Yin-Yang Tao again!"

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Hu Yan Lieyang was not afraid and made a response. However, before the two sides could fight, Yan Pianqian suddenly flashed and came to Hu Yan Lieyang and said, "Dulong and Silver Snake, after all, you are also famous masters in the world. Now that you fight one with two, it will not be glorious even if you win.

Why not add me, how about we use two to two?"

"Yan Pianqian, what are you doing?

Could it be that you have betrayed the Holy Mountain?”

His eyes trembled, Dulong stared at him in surprise and shouted: "As a hero of the spiritual warfare back then, one of the thirty-six top families, don't you enjoy wealth and honor in the Holy Mountain, give me some advice, and why do you come here to hang out with this traitor?

Could it be that you were the opposite, right?"

It doesn't matter if he shrugged, Yan Pianqian laughed: "I was originally a man from the martial arts world. When I participated in the spiritual wars, I couldn't stand the priests' arbitrary behavior, faked oracles, and confused the public.

Things like fame, wealth and wealth are only treasures in your eyes, so I don’t care.

Otherwise, I would have surrendered to those sacrifices long ago, and would I still rebel with you?

My only goal now is to formally compete with Hu Yan.

No one can touch him until I fight him!"

Swish! As he said that, Yan Pianqian had already swung his sword and pointed directly at Dulong's face.

Dulong grinned: "Okay, you want to fight Hu Yan Lieyang. We are the beauty of adults, so let you compete with him first.

As a result, no matter what the winner is, we will clean up the last stall.”

"A master must focus on his efforts to exert his strongest strength.

Now you two are eyeing me, do you think he can concentrate on fighting me?

What's the use of a half-hearted opponent, even if I win?

Is it glorious?"

With a raised brow, Yan Pianqian sneered: "It's better to do this. You two commit suicide on the spot and die here, so that Hu Yan Lieyang can fight the enemy with peace of mind. In this way, I can fight with him fairly. Can you do it?"

His face suddenly sank, and Dulong's eyes were full of murderous intent: "Yan Pianqian, you are looking for death!"

"Thank you, if you have this ability, hum!"

With a cold smile, Yan Pianqian raised his nostrils and looked at Dulong and the other two with a provocative look.

When Dulong and his wife were angry, their palms immediately slapped each other, and a terrifying black thunder condensed a pitch-black sword between their palms: "Yin and Yang thunder escape, Kongjian Sword Kill!"

Sao! Almost in an instant, Dulong and the others had already struck the black lightning out with their hands.

The black lightning turned into a seven-foot long sword, as if it had crossed the space, and arrived in an instant, and came to Yan Pianqian in the blink of an eye.

So fast! Yan Pianqian was shocked and shocked, but after all, he was old and experienced. He was not panicked. Instead, he laughed and said, "You two old guys are still a little capable. If you had known this, you would have competed with you at the beginning.

The Heavenly Sword True Thunder, Void Slash!"

Rumble! The terrifying thunder fell from the sky, gathered with the sword blade in Yan Pianqian's hand, and immediately burst out with powerful thunder energy and slashed at the black thunder sword.

Looking around, in terms of energy intensity, Yan Pianqian's thunder is obviously much stronger, but... "Yan Pianqian, although your heavenly thunder is strong, it is still far from our Yin-Yang Road, hum!"

A disdainful arc crossed the corner of his mouth, and Dulong sarcastically said with a rebellious look on his face.

Then, the moment when the black thunder and Yan Pian Qian Lei Sword intersected, there was no delay. With a whoosh, he directly cut through the thunder and stabbed him in the chest.

How could it be?

His pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and Yan Pianqian was shocked.

He never expected that his twelve-grade high-level martial arts would have no ability to stop this old boy's tricks. How could it be?

Is there such a big gap between me and this couple?

Yan Pianqian was stunned for a moment, and even doubted his life.

Yang Feng, hiding in the crowd, raised his mouth upwards, knowing it.

Even if the Yin-Yang Tao is just the way of a saint and cannot reach the realm of the divine Tao, then he will enter the Tao.

Even if the Dulong couple has the skills and no way of reaching the level of Yin and Yang Tao, they can still reach the threshold.

Each move and one move are quite consistent with the laws of heaven and earth.

Among Yan Pianqian's moves, it is just pure material energy, which is qualitatively different from the Yin-Yang Tao. Even if the martial arts level and energy intensity are above the opponent's opponent, they still cannot stop the opponent's moves and moves.

This is the gap in realm! Puff! Suddenly, at this moment, the black thunder sword was about to pierce into the dazed Yan Pianqian's chest. A figure suddenly blocked in front of him, and a white light flashed in his hand. With just one blow, the black thunder sword blade instantly broke into debris.

“How is that possible?

What method did this kid just use?

The Yin-Yang Dao is so easy to crack?

And he didn't use much power at all, how could he..." His pupils couldn't help shrinking. After looking at each other, Dulong and his wife looked at the familiar figure in the distance, their entire cheeks sank.

After blinking his confused big eyes, Yan Pianqian looked closely at the back of the visitor and exclaimed: "Huyan Lieyang, is it you?"

"Brother Yan, I appreciate your kindness.

But today, let me deal with them alone.”

The palms of both hands were filled with light, and Huyan Lieyang slowly drew a circle in front of him, showing a Tai Chi pattern in the dark, protecting the whole body.

In an instant, the energy of the entire world seemed to have changed, and they all gathered around Huyan Lieyang.

Dulong tightened his fist and gritted his teeth and said, "What trick are you doing?"

Why have I never seen it before?"

"Boss Huo taught the Sacred Heart Art!"

With a smile, Hu Yan Lieyang shouted calmly.

Dulong was stunned: "Boss Huo?"

“Yes, it’s me.

Meeting again, how are you doing recently?

Hahaha!”

Yang Feng walked out of the crowd slowly and chuckled.

When Dulong and his wife saw this monster again, they were so scared that their eyes were so scared that they were: "First first... sir, why are you?

Are you Boss Huo?”

"Yes, it's me. I'm the boss of Jinyao Auction now."

He nodded with a chuckle, and Yang Feng spread his hands and said, "Didn't you just say you want to take action against the people from our auction hall?"

I am the boss, so I will definitely be the first to bear the brunt.

Come on, catch me, don't be polite!"

"No, no, no...Boss Huo, don't say that.

We don’t know that the owner of this auction house is you. If we had known that it was you, we would never dare to make such a statement.

You have a lot of them, so forgive us. Those who don’t know will not be guilty, hahaha!”

Dulong and his wife were smiling bitterly, looking at Yang Feng's expression was even worse than crying, and they looked like a mouse meeting a cat.

Everyone present was stunned when they saw this, especially Wu Zhenting and his son, who were even more staring at each other and were stunned on the spot.

How did this happen?

Why would the peerless master who came down from the Holy Mountain be so cowardly when he met Huo Yanfeng?

Did they know each other before?

But how could they know that when Yang Feng attacked the couple last time he shocked them, he almost scared them.
Chapter completed!