In the hall, Tan Yinyang said in great enthusiasm: "Who wins and who loses?"

In the secret room, Ding Bao and Dan Tai Wangtu also raised their ears.*

But Mu Canghai shook his head: "I haven't seen him in person."

Tan Yinyang said: "I haven't seen each other in person. Could it be?"

Mu Canghai nodded: "Just as Tang Jingtian finished speaking, the old grandson who had always pretended to be stupid and cowardly turned his sore palms, and the wind swelled like a cymbal, and with a "huh", he grabbed my ears and sighed: Speaking evil, seeing evil, doing evil, being so stubborn, this is the only way to solve it! After saying that, a bright light suddenly burst into my palm. At that time, my head felt hot and hard to hold on, and it seemed that several extremely sharp swords were stabbing and cutting. Lao Qian's five fingers were like five sharp swords, sticking to my head, and hissing, and in an instant, all five senses were lost, and the pain was indescribable. In the screams, there was only a boiling red blood in front of him..."

Tan Yinyang suddenly said, "This sword ancestor is cautious in doing things, but in this way, there is no way to know the outcome..."

"Who said there is no way to know?"

Mu Canghai sneered: "You are too underestimating me! Although Ning Wuming is strong, I, Mu Canghai, are definitely not a person who has become famous. If it were Tang Jingtian who was merciless, maybe I would have been restrained like Baili Tucheng and your dead ghost master. But Ning Wuming, the poor man, cannot make ruthless moves. Even if I am the evil man in his eyes, there is still a line. So it may be easy for him to kill me with this move, but it is very difficult to control him without seriously hurting me!"

"In addition to "Shura Gong", I secretly learned the "raven technique" of Bian Que Tang in his early years, so I was confused for a long time. When I woke up in a daze, I found myself falling into the algae pond..."

Tan Yinyang's eyes lit up. He praised: "The old prison master is really powerful. So, did you see this shocking battle?"

Mu Canghai shook his head: "That's not the case. But when I woke up in a daze, the battle between the two was over. No obvious traces of the battle were found at the entire scene, but the result was very obvious. Tang Jingtian was defeated, and he was defeated miserably! I even suspected that he didn't even take Ning Wuming's move!"

"What?"

Tan Yinyang was shocked and looked unbelievable. You know, he learned swords in his early years, and the "Blood Robe Sword Emperor" Tang Jingtian was a sure goal and idol in his heart.

Even Ding Bao and Dan Tai Wangtu in the secret room also found it incredible.

Mu Canghai continued: "A real master fights, the victory or defeat is often a half-stage, and it will never go back and forth like ordinary people for hundreds of rounds. Like the legendary battle of the leader of the martial arts world, the victory or defeat is not decided for three days and three nights, and it is even more nonsense! Either drinking or sleeping. I guess Tang Jingtian's swordsmanship is very high, so high that he is almost invincible in the world, but he stood in front of a threshold. Ning Wuming took a step in half a step first. And this half step is different! There is no way to compete!"

After saying that, he said: "The reason why I judged that Tang Jingtian was defeated was that in addition to his expression and movement, he also lost to Ning Wuming for twenty years because he used himself as the lottery. I vaguely heard Ning Wuming mention the Nine Gods of Eternal Life, and said that from then on, Tang Jingtian was the 'bodhisattva' among the nine gods within twenty years... Later, he also mentioned that the scholar in green robe was the 'Tongfang Heavenly Lord' and the young man with a knife became the 'Kitchen King'..."

Hearing this, Ding Bao and Dan Tai Wangtu in the secret room looked at each other!

The Nine Gods of Eternal Life!

Bodhisattva, the Lord of the Plague, the King of the Kitchen God... Could it be that this Bixia Yuanjun who controls Bian Que Hall is also from this group? Who else? The God of Wealth in the God of Wealth Inn? The City God of the City God Pavilion?

The two of them vaguely felt that they had touched the edge of the secret of the heavenly soldiers. They had a premonition that there was a big secret under the Mu Canghai, so they quickly raised their ears.

Sure enough, the Mu Canghai's eyes flashed a few times, as if to eliminate fear, and finally said: "...I was not very clear at that time, so I had no idea about time, and I don't know how long they had discussed many earth-shaking events. In a daze, someone gradually came over outside the cave, and there were more than one person. I tried hard to stick my head out of the water of the algae pond. Unexpectedly, the first person I saw made me breathe in air conditioner, because it was not someone else, but the cat boss who looked like a god and a demon!"

To put it this way, it was very strange. In the hall, there was no sound except the crackling sound of torch fire.

Tan Yin and Yang, including Ding Bao hiding in the secret room, and Dan Tai Wangtu both had a numb scalp.

"The cat boss was covered in blood and his behavior was stiff. However, he was no longer going to kill or cut like before. He was crazy and violent. Instead, he was like a gentle kitten. After coming in, he stood aside obediently. Then, men, women, and young people followed him one after another. These people were silent and their behavior was strange. I have been in the world for many years and could tell at a glance that these people were all monsters that were as invulnerable as the cat boss!

Tan Yinyang held the handrail of the bone tightly, and after a long time, he said, "...how many are there?"

Mu Canghai's eyes were faint: "If you didn't count carefully, there were probably no less than twenty. Then, Ning Wuming said: He didn't use his sword to abandon the sword, these people were his swords. The omnipresent and omnipotent swords. He also said that there are still many problems when controlling these swords. He hopes to get Tang Jingtian to help solve them one by one. It is best to develop long-range attack capabilities and match them with crossbow arrows and sword techniques..."

Mu Canghai said, and finally said: "Ning Wuming said at the end and recited: The sky soldiers shone out of the box with the light of snow, and the enemy arrows shot like sand and white horses!"

"It's actually a heavenly soldier?"

Hearing this, Tan Yinyang could no longer sit still, and suddenly sat up from the throne of the bones, with white hair flying on his skull, which showed how shocked and exciting the mood was at this moment!

Mu Canghai laughed: "I didn't know what kind of heavenly soldiers were not heavenly soldiers at that time. I only learned from their conversation that it was these twenty monsters. When I was just experimenting and controlling, hundreds of elites who were ambushing my Shura Prison, City God Pavilion, and Yin Soldiers outside Izuyun Temple were like local chickens and tiles! I was so scared that I heard this sentence again, shooting the white horse? Damn, this is about to rebel! I didn't dare to stay anymore, and a fierce man stabbed. Bian Que Hall's "raven technique" was not only pretending to be dead, but also looking for life. So I felt that there was an undercurrent of the earth river under the algae pond, so I escaped in one breath, escaped for ten days and ten nights, and searched for a mountain village. This nest was ten years!"

"The old prison master will definitely not let it go after hearing such a big secret!"

"Of course I won't let it go. So I've asked every detail since then, and there was no news about my twin brother Mu Qiutao. I guessed that they should have been imprisoned as me!"

Tan Yinyang suddenly asked: "Does the old prison master think that for ten years, Ling has been imprisoned in this Tuyun Temple? However, to be honest, although my three sects of Hell can't beat the sword ancestor and the Sword Emperor, they are definitely not soft persimmons that can be kneaded casually. Ling is also the best among the ten sects. He is the second person in the world in "Shura Gong". Unless he is imprisoned with a dangerous cave, this Tuyun Temple is obviously not a dragon, a tiger's den, and there is no such prison, how can he keep him for ten years?"

Mu Canghai smiled coldly and said calmly: "You underestimate the methods of the Sword Ancestor and the Sword Emperor! The Sword Ancestor, who was poor and the sword master, had a trick of "Five Ancestor Sword Ming" to plot against me. Although I used the "raven technique" of Bian Que Tang to escape, since then, my body has been full of yang energy, and the "Five Ancestor Sword Ming" has been constantly eroding the magical skills of "Shura Gong" I practiced. It has never stopped for ten years. Some ordinary objects that did not take the same thing before were actually afraid of it like a devil! It is simply evil! Fortunately, the heavens did not destroy me. In order to fight against the "Five Ancestor Sword Ming" that was like a bone-attached maggot, in the past ten years, I have practiced the last level of "Shura Gong" by mistake. Since then, yin and yang are the same. No matter how powerful your magical skills in "Yin Yang Road" are, you can only restrain the Yin evil body. What can I do to me?"

"So I guess, if the old poor man caught his younger brother Mu Qiutao, he thought it was me and worried that he would run away again, he would definitely be more serious. Since I can't stand it, Qiutao would definitely not be able to stand it either. Find a house full of fear like monsters, and do not have any mechanism to trap him! Maybe during this period, the Yin and Cold Body of "Shura Gong" could not get the flesh and blood nutrition, and finally it was completely destroyed by the old poor man's pure yang energy. All his skills were put into vain, and he was like a useless person."

Tan Yinyang suddenly realized.

Mu Canghai's pair of orange and red evil eyes captured the change of expression under his skull, and sneered: "Your devil master has never mentioned anything about that year to you?"

“Unheard of it.”

"So, you don't know who your dead ghost master fell into, and how did you escape?"

Tan Yinyang shook his head. Mu Canghai, who was wearing black clothes and masked, stroked the smooth handrail of the White Bone Throne, crossed his legs and supported the chin with one hand. After a while, he whispered: "This is wonderful."

"I don't understand what the old prison master said."

"The fifth category of the Sword Ancestor Ning Wuming Celebrity, the eleventh category of the Blood Robe Sword Emperor Tang Jingtian Celebrity, one first category of the Sword Ancestor, the second category of the Sword Ancestor, and the very high martial arts skills, but the three sects of Hell are not idle. If you fight alone, even if the three of you can't win, can't you escape?"

Tan Yinyang was stunned at first, and then smiled slightly: "The old prison master fought against two, fought against the sword ancestor and the sword emperor, and was captured by mistake. That was because they were not defeated by the old prison master's reputation."

Mu Canghai sneered: "You don't have to talk with thorns. The Lord of the City God Pavilion, the Lord of the Shura Prison, and the Lord of the Yin soldiers and the Lord of the Liuming made an appointment to come to this point, and acted alone, ambushed near Izumo Temple, and was plotted against each other... There was a strange feeling in this matter. Not to mention the coincidences such as the green robe scholar, the young man holding a knife, the Heavenly Soldier, the Sword Ancestor, and the Sword Emperor gathered together for three times."
Chapter completed!