Zongwu: I move the court with the rivers and lakes

In their view, Jiang Yin might take several years, or even longer, to become a grand master.

The reason why they obey Jiang Yin's arrangement now is only because of their loyalty to the head, not to Jiang Yin.

There is still a difference.

Therefore, to Jiang Yin, beheading Ding Chunqiu was to gain prestige and buy people's hearts.

Since he has taken the position of head, he should be imprisoned and restrained.

With one move, Jiang Yin deciphered the billowing poisonous smoke released by Ding Chunqiu, which surprised him and made him more confused.

"This is not the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect. Who are you?"

"You don't need to use the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect to kill you."

"What a big breath!"

Seeing that Jiang Yin didn't intend to say more, Ding Chunqiu sneered, then waved his feather fan and attacked him closely.

As long as he gets close, he has more ways to poison.

Ding!

The reincarnation sword was unsheathed, Jiang Yin opened the distance with Ding Chunqiu with the edge of the sword, the sword energy was aroused, and it was a slash!

Sword Qi came towards him, Ding Chunqiu suddenly felt his face tightened, he was stimulated by the sharpness of the sword's edge, and immediately took a step back to temporarily avoid the sword's edge.

Jiang Yin didn't retreat just yet, and used the Kuaizi Jue from Yunwu Thirteen Swords to attack again.

Ding Chunqiu has already reacted at this time, and now uses the feather fan to dismantle the move.

His movements are smooth and elegant, but he moves to attack Jiang Yin's vitals, which seems to have a contradictory beauty.

This is the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Even if it is martial arts, the Xiaoyao faction of the Yan Kong sect must be good-looking and elegant.

On the premise of ensuring the two, the power will be improved.

And this is just the superficial skill of the Xiaoyao School, which is far from touching the core.

Ding Chunqiu has been pursuing the core magical skills of the Xiaoyao School all his life, but he has never succeeded.

Even so, he is still the big devil in the Jianghu, making many people in the Jianghu frightened.

At this time, Jiang Yin was suppressed by Ding Chunqiu.

"This guy's martial arts are indeed not weak."

Jiang Yin thought to himself, knowing that with the Thirteen Cloud and Mist Swords, he would never be able to take down the opponent, so he immediately moved his foot, and Ling Bo took a small step.

As soon as the lightness kung fu came out, the situation changed instantly.

Jiang Yin easily broke free from Ding Chunqiu's oppression.

"Lingbo microsteps!"

Ding Chunqiu instantly recognized the lightness kung fu performed by Jiang Yin, and he couldn't help feeling a little jealous in his heart.

This kid actually knows the martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction.

But how can he be his opponent with only the third level of grandmaster cultivation?

Thinking of this, Ding Chunqiu became more confident again, he swept out the feather fan in his hand, and there were bursts of poisonous smoke, which no one dared to ignore.

Jiang Yin frowned slightly, so he had to dodge quickly with Lingbo's small steps, and at the same time, the reincarnation sword in his hand collided with the feather fan for several rounds.

"This feather fan is so strong, it can resist the Samsara Sword for so many rounds."

The feather fan in Ding Chunqiu's hand has been with him for many years, and it is not an ordinary thing. The fan surface is woven with Xingxiu School's unique snow silk, which is extremely resilient.

Otherwise, it would not be able to withstand Ding Chunqiu's display like this.

For a moment, the two were evenly matched.

But as the Samsara Sword continued to slash, the feather fan gradually became exhausted.

In the end, Jiang Yin smashed the clothes of thousands of households with one trick, directly broke the feather fan, and cut it in two!

"not good!"

Ding Chunqiu was startled, and then retreated in embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, the eight friends of Hangu were all a little surprised.

"What a sharp sword, the sword in the master's hand is actually a magic weapon!"

"That's right. But what's even more surprising is the lightness kung fu of the sect master. It seems to be the lightness kung fu of my school, Lingboweibu!

The movement is erratic, light and nimble, which even an old monster like Ding Chunqiu can't handle.It seems that the leader is expected to win! "

The eight friends of Hangu suddenly had more confidence in Jiang Yin.

But Ding Chunqiu has galloped all over the rivers and lakes for so many years, so how could he only have these methods?

After more than a dozen rounds, although Ding Chunqiu lost his lupine, he still had a slight advantage by virtue of his advanced cultivation and poison techniques.

However, Jiang Yin's body skills were very slippery, and he couldn't do any effective damage to him at all, and his heart was boiling with anger.

"To deal with such a junior, to waste so much time and destroy the feather fan. No, we must take it down as soon as possible, and then ask about the situation of that old thief Wu Yazi.

Judging by his appearance, he probably didn't accept the old thief's teaching, which means that the old thief is still alive.If I can find the old thief and swallow all his Beiming Zhenqi, I will definitely be able to break through the grand master, even if I am in the realm of heaven and man, it is no longer an extravagant hope! "

Thinking of this, Ding Chunqiu threw away the broken feather fan and retreated to the team of Xingxiu disciples.

He casually grabbed one of the disciples, then slapped him with his palm.

Carrion!

Even though they are both rotting corpses, but how can Ding Chunqiu's internal energy be comparable to Zhai Xingzi?

While throwing the Xingxiu disciple's body at Jiang Yin, he casually arrested another disciple and did the same.

In just a short moment, he actually threw out seven or eight disciples with rotting corpse poison.

That scene was really extremely weird.

Jiang Yin didn't dare to be careless, and immediately moved the palm with his left hand, and the Kunlun Raging Flame Palm was released again!

The flames rise!

But in the face of such a huge number, no matter how strong the Kunlun Flame Palm is, it cannot burn them all.

In desperation, Jiang Yin could only use lightness kung fu to dodge.

But at this moment, Jiang Yin only felt his body tighten, as if something was entangled in his body.

"This is……"

Jiang Yin looked down, and saw that at some point, a thin almost transparent thread had wrapped around his body.

Soft thread!

One of the three treasures of the constellation.

It is also woven with snow silk, but it is different from Ding Chunqiu's feather fan which only adds a little snow silk, this soft silk is all snow silk, extremely tough and hard to hurt.

Chapter 321 Sword Two!Kunlun Flame

The almost transparent, indistinguishable soft silk thread entangled him at some point. Jiang Yin struggled to break free, but found that the soft silk thread was extremely tough, and he couldn't break free for a while.

He raised his head to look at Ding Chunqiu in the distance, only to find that his right hand was stretched out, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The distance between the two was more than ten meters. One end of the flexible silk rope bound him, and the other end was held by Ding Chunqiu.

"The length of this flexible silk rope is exaggerated enough."

This is a thought that popped into Jiang Yin's mind at this time.

Then my second thought was - this is really a good thing.

The rope, which is invisible to the naked eye, is definitely a good thing for plotting against others.

Just like at this moment Jiang Yin was plotted against by Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu also knew that these rotting corpses could not help Jiang Yin, so he just used the rotting corpses to divert Jiang Yin's attention.

This flexible silk thread is his killer move.

I saw Ding Chunqiu pull hard with his right hand, actually pulled Jiang Yin over.

And this scene fell in the eyes of Hangu Eight Friends, just like the magic of the gods.

Because the Silk Thread is transparent, they are completely invisible from a distance.

What they saw was that Ding Chunqiu directly sucked Jiang Yin in through the air, and it was still at a distance of several feet.

Even with the unique skills such as Dragon Capture Kungfu, it is impossible to suck people in at such a distance.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to call it a fairy method.

"Not good! The master is following the advice of Old Monster Ding!"

Shi Qinglu yelled that something was wrong, so she rushed forward.

The same goes for the rest of them.

But at such a distance, it was too late for them to rush up.

"Hehe, kid, die!"

Ding Chunqiu held the silk thread with his right hand, and his left hand had already condensed a poisonous palm with all his strength, intending to hit Jiang Yin severely first.

But when the distance between the two was only three feet, the Samsara Sword in Jiang Yin's hand suddenly let out a sword cry!

hum!

The sound of the sword wheel!

The sword wheel of Samsara Sword is activated by sword energy, which can make the sound of chaotic gods!

The sound of a sword sounding close at hand made Ding Chunqiu's eyes blur when he was ready, and he couldn't help but let go of his right hand holding the soft silk thread.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yin tapped his toes and his body spiraled up.

The Wudang ladder is vertical!

With the help of the force of the spiral, Jiang Yin immediately broke free from the shackles of the soft silk rope.

And at this time, Ding Chunqiu also came to his senses with his powerful cultivation.

"Damn boy, you can still use such insidious moves. Let's see how you take my palm!"

The victory was already in sight, but was swayed by Jiang Yin, Ding Chunqiu was furious immediately, the poison kung fu in his left palm increased a bit more power, and he directly hit Jiang Yin who fell from the sky!

This palm condensed Ding Chunqiu's whole body's kung fu, and it is even more fearsome in the Jianghu.

The toxin is hidden in the palm force, once it is sent into the human body, it will damage the meridians, numb the hands and feet, completely unable to use the internal force, and even be directly eliminated by the toxin.

Ding Chunqiu has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, relying on this extremely sinister martial art.

Before Jiang Yin fell, he felt that terrifying palm force.

His face was slightly solemn, and the Samsara Sword was about to cut off his head.

But seeing Ding ChunQiu spit out of his mouth, unexpectedly also shot out a Jade Phosphor needle.

But no matter in terms of power or speed, it was far above Ah Zi.

clang!

Jiang Yin changed his sword posture in an instant, and knocked out the attacking Biphosphorus needle first.

But in this way, the Samsara Sword has no time to attack Ding Chunqiu's left palm.

Jiang Yin seemed to move a lot, but his whereabouts were only for a moment.

At this moment, all he had time to use was his left hand.

Six-pulse sword?

No, it doesn't work.

He only practiced the Shangyang finger now, and he used his right index finger to stimulate it, and his left hand couldn't work at all.

Phantom finger?