Young Master Yinhua has seen many chic and elegant people, and he considers himself a handsome young master, but he has never seen such a person.

It gives people the feeling that a born immortal should look like this.

He just stood there, looking at himself, like a high mountain, an endless wall, giving him nowhere to escape with his unparalleled lightness skills.

Can only stop.

The four ghosts of Yinhua Palace who were originally running at the front carrying the sedan chair have now completely turned into dead ghosts.

Even Young Master Yinhua, who followed closely, didn't find out how the four people died.

They died quietly, still maintaining the posture of carrying the sedan, and kneeling down on Ximen Street while carrying the sedan.

Facing the city gate is like worshiping gods and Buddhas.

"How can it be?"

Young Master Yinhua knows how powerful his four servants are. They are masters passed down from generations of Yinhua Palace. They are also the bodyguards of the master of Yinhua Palace. Not to mention the Northern Wei Dynasty, among other countries, their military strength exceeds that of the first-class masters in the world.

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He died like this without knowing it?

I don't know why, Young Master Yinhua is in a trance, as if he has some sense of his own.

Today may be the day of my death.

Mr. Yinhua's face was a little ugly, and he stared at the figure who was motionless and approaching with an imposing manner like a mountain bearing down on him: "Who are you, and what grudges do you have with this palace master?"

"Or? Are you here because of this beauty?"

He looked at the person in the sedan chair. With his experience of reading all the beauties in the world, he could rank among the top.

It is not surprising that such a beauty can attract such a master.

Young Master Yinhua stood on the street outside the city gate, talking and preparing secretly. He had the original treasure fan pinned behind his back, and now he was holding the Yinhua Palace's unique hidden weapon, the Silver Flower Flying Needle.

Hidden murderous intent.

But Mr. Yinhua didn't expect that the Taoist didn't pay attention to the beauty at all, but looked at the folding fan in Mr. Yinhua's hand, the jade on his waist, the silver hairpin on his head, and the shining thousand

two.

Justice suddenly appeared on his face.

"I'm a poor Taoist, Kongchenzi. I'm passing by here and I'd like to lend you my head."

Young Master Yinhua was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe what he was saying to himself. The Yinhua Palace had stood for hundreds of years in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and he dominated the world. The number of people who died at his hands was enough to create mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and no one had ever done so before.

I feel so despised.

By saying this, it seems that killing oneself is like casually kicking a wild dog to death while passing by on the street.

Immediately afterwards, a cold color rushed onto his face, and his face turned red to the extreme for a moment.

"You are extremely arrogant. No one in the world dares to speak like this to me in Yinhua Palace."

"My life is here, it depends on whether you have the ability or not!"

Young Master Yinhua said this with a bit of gnashing of teeth, and his move was as powerful as thunder.

This is a weapon inspired by a special technique. The hidden weapon attacks Gao Xian like a goddess scattering flowers, and the sky is full of silver flowers that hit the city wall.

There is no hiding, there is no avoiding.

Yinhua Palace is known as the best hidden weapon in the world. If you don't use it, you will die. No one can take it.

"Be careful, this is Yinhua Flying Needle!" Sword Saint Xu Bayuan also arrived at Ximen Street at this moment. He happened to see Master Yinhua's hidden weapon that was unique in the Yinhua Palace, and shouted to remind those on the city wall who were blocking Master Yinhua.

Taoist.

The figures on the city wall also moved, and the blue light sword shadow passed through the air, dragging out sword shadows one after another.

Then, the sky and the earth changed color.

On the first day of the moon, the immortal leaped down, and the shadow of his sword came with a mighty moonlight all over the sky.

"Flying Fairy from Heaven!"

The clear voice spreads everywhere.

Let it be surrounded by thousands of silver flowers from all directions, and the sword will only go to one place, with the momentum of a sword that can break all kinds of magic.

Following closely from a distance, Zhongxing Du and Xinjian Lu Canghai from the Wuyi Department of the Great Zhou Dynasty also happened to arrive.

That sword penetrated the sky full of silver flowers, turning into the radiance of the bright moon and sweeping across all directions.

With one sword fall, the victory or defeat is decided.

Young Master Yinhua's head flew into the sky, his blood filled with blood fell down the long street like a big flower, and he fell directly to the ground.

The confusion on his head was still there before death. I don't know whether it was because he couldn't believe that there was such a swordsmanship in the world, or because he was shocked that someone could crack the hidden weapon of Yinhua Palace that was unique in the world.

However, the sword fairy on the city wall seemed not to move at all, still maintaining the posture of never drawing his sword, as if the earth-shattering sword just now was just a dream.

The sword fairy sheathed her sword.

"clatter!"

"Creak!"

Subtle sounds came from the long street.

Sword Saint Xu Bayuan looked towards the place where the sound came from, and immediately saw on the West Street near the city gate. Winter was turning to spring, and the trees were full of flowers. It was as if the season had changed overnight.

The sweet-scented osmanthus trees are in full bloom all over the street, and the fragrance spreads for ten miles, refreshing people's nose.

Sword Saint Xu Bayuan looked at it from a distance, and he was completely stunned: "This... this..."

In the end, he could only say: "Swordsmanship like this exists in the world."

Zhongxing Du blew the copper whistle and summoned all the surrounding Wuyi Department personnel to gather here. They were extremely afraid of the man who killed Young Master Yinhua and his sword.

Only the Heart Sword Lu Canghai, although unable to see, could already identify who it was just by relying on the sword's will: "It turns out to be him."

I recalled the sword that night, but today's sword has far surpassed that of before, and can truly be called the sword of an immortal.

"A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly from the sky. Young Master Yinhua's death is not unjust."

Sword Saint Xu Bayuan was still savoring the aftertaste of the sword. After listening to it, he sighed and said: "So this move is called Flying Immortal from Heaven."

Zhongxing Du immediately looked at Lu Canghai and said in surprise: "Brother Lu actually knows this expert."

Lu Canghai brushed his beard and shook his head: "Don't say it, don't say it."

In fact, he didn't know much about Gao Xian. He didn't know anything except his name. Talking too much would reveal his secrets, and he could only use it to show off.

Li Rong'er, who was sitting motionless in the sedan chair, was the one who could see the most clearly. The shadow standing on the city with a sword across the sky and earth completely broke Li Rong'er's understanding of the entire world.

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"It turns out that...there really are gods in this world."

In one flash, the immortal stood on Ximen Street from the city wall, and in another flash, he stood in front of the sedan chair.

The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and Li Rong'er, dressed in rich clothes, stared blankly at Gao Xian. He was a young Taoist with a Taoist mark between his eyebrows. He was born extraordinary, like a fairy boy who walked out of the heavenly palace, and his ethereal temperament was like the bright moon in the sky.

Gao Xian lowered his head and glanced at Li Ronger, with a hint of surprise deep in his eyes, and raised his brows.

Turning around and waving his hand, Young Master Yinhua grabbed the precious fan in his hand and several other treasures on his body, and then disappeared into the distance in the street in a few flashes.

The person was gone, and Xu Bayuan and Zhongxing Atsushi, who had been paying attention here, breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!