Nine layers of shields broke with one blow.
Zhou Yang has chased behind him.
He Lianxiu was horrified and shouted, "Master Xuan..."
There was only time to shout these two words, and the long knife passed through his chest.
Zhou Yang stepped on Helianxiu's body, pulled out a long knife, and looked up into the distance.
The ancestral hall is close at hand.
The ghost hound rushed up and dragged Helianxiu's soul away.
Surrounded by five ghost hounds, the spirits of the three main generals gathered in one place, looking at each other. How could they not think of their own combination formation that has always been proud of the world, and supported by pre-intelligence, they were destroyed and lost their lives in a rush. Even Zhou Yang couldn't stop it for half a step!
Even if it is Xuanzhu, can this be done
For the first time in their lives, they had shaken their understanding of the invincible master of the world.
If Lord Xuan is sure, why let them run out to block the way, it is absolutely possible to kill Zhou Yang in Wucheng first, and then come back to act!
This little boy who is not even twenty years old came out of nowhere!
Inside the ancestral hall.
There was a loud rumbling noise.
Everyone was a little uncomfortable.
Outside the door are the four main generals of Yinhuxuan, who has been invincible in the world for many years. When dealing with a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, isn't he able to catch it? As for making such a big movement, has it been constant
I only hate that the four masters asked everyone not to peep before they went out to meet the enemy, otherwise, I am afraid that the door will be full of people now.
Yun Siming still stared at the light moving forward inch by inch.
Soon!
Soon!
Just a little bit!
finally!
When the tremor outside the door stopped abruptly, the sky finally shone on the incense stick.
The incense head shone slightly, and wisps of fragrance emerged.
"Let's start!" Yun Siming yelled impatiently.
Lin Yirui burst into laughter, and the laughter was full of ridicule!
San Shugong was a little lost when he heard the movement outside the door. He was yelled at by Yun Siming. He recovered, and quickly sat upright, looked at the incense stick, raised his hands, and said loudly, "There is a Lin's protagonist Changyi. Rui, and the Yun family's son, Simming, are in love with each other and have the approval of their elders. They want to make the best of the Qin and Jin Dynasties. Today, the beginning of Wending..."
The incense head popped brightly, unexpectedly wisps of bluish fire appeared.
Lin Yirui felt that her sight was a little floating, and the statue of Lin's ancestor behind San Shugong seemed to move.
Something faintly extended from the body, connecting with Yun Siming.
No, it's not right!
She felt strange.
It is not Yun Siming who is connected with her!
It's something else!
This thing was hidden in Yun Siming's body, and no one noticed it. The connection that Piansheng had just produced had a strange feedback ability, and it fed back the existence of that thing to Lin Yirui.
Feeling cold and evil, not like a human at all!
She couldn't help but turned her head to look at Yun Siming, just to see a gray line in Yun Siming's eyes, flashing quickly from bottom to top along the eyeball.
Yun Siming seemed to feel something, turned his head to look at her, a stiff and twisted smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It's chilling!
This feels!
This feels!
Lin Yirui was shocked.
Yun Siming suddenly took her hand.
The cold force flowed into the body along the palm of her hand, strengthening the restriction, and she couldn't make a sound immediately.
"... And it is proved by ancestors, and Li Cheng!"
San Shugong yelled out the last two words.
boom!
Shattered ancestral door!
A figure broke into the door like a cannonball!
The powerful force stirred up the gust of wind, blowing down all the people in the neighborhood.
Zhou Yang is here!
"kill him!"
Yun Siming shouted, jumped up, picked up Lin Yirui, and rushed forward like lightning.
Sitting in front of the third uncle, he yelled in panic: "No..."
Before he finished shouting, the banged guy was hit by a chair with his face upside down.
boom!
The statue of the ancestor of the Lin family was smashed to pieces, and a large hole appeared in the wall.
Yun Siming broke through the wall with Lin Yirui.
"Inflict evil!"
The third uncle was lying on his back on the ground, tears streaming down his throat, yelling, just yelling, a big foot fell in the air, stepping on his old face, and immediately stepped the rest of the words on his nose. Into the face.
Sanshugong let out a scream in a muffled voice.
He lifted his foot as soon as he stepped on it, and with his old eyes open, he vaguely saw Zhou Yang chasing after the hole in the wall.
It's all this Lengtouqing who came out of nowhere, broke the rules of the Lin family, and broke the ancestral hall of the Lin family!
He tried his best and shouted at the hole in the wall: "My name is Zhou, my Lin family will swear by you... Ah, ah, ah..."
In such an important scene, even if he was facing a hole in the wall, there was no chance to finish it, and he stepped on him one foot after another.
The disciples of Yinhuxuan who had just reacted chased them chaotically.
The third uncle who stood in the way became a mat. After a dozen people stepped on it, they were dying, covered in footprints, blood on their face, and their heads changed from round to flat!
"Me, me, the Lin family, and, and, you..."
He tried hard to finish the sentence.
There was no one in the ancestral hall. The Lin family didn't have the courage to chase it out, but they didn't want to stay in the ancestral hall. They all ran out along the broken gate of the ancestral hall.
No one listened to Sanshugong's last hard words.
Yun Siming rushed out of the ancestral hall, and rushed forward, hitting a wall and a tree and a tree, just like a red-eyed bull. He didn't hide or dodge and didn't dodge, so he ran straight and saved everything. The time wasted, just follow a straight line, forward, forward, and keep going forward, and the speed is so fast that it is unbelievable.
Zhou Yang exerted all his strength behind him, and he could only barely keep up without being thrown off. If he said to catch up, he couldn't do it anyway, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
I have never heard of Yinhuxuan still having such a way to travel quickly on land!
Yun Siming ran out of Hulun Town in a rampage like this, and kept moving forward.
There is a lake ahead.
Hulun Lake.
Yun Siming rushed to the edge of the lake without stopping. He rushed directly into the lake. The high-speed impulse made a deep mark in the lake water.
Zhou Yang rushed to the front and followed in without thinking.
Yun Siming was right in front. Instead of swimming, he stepped on the ground and dashed forward along the bottom of the lake. The huge impact force formed a small air current shield around him, venting the water!
In the blink of an eye, he came to the middle of the lake.
A long stone road appeared in front of him, flanked by rough carved stone figures and beasts.
There is a huge stone tomb at the end of the stone road!
There is a stone stele in front of the tomb!
On the stele are carved the three characters "Mulan Tomb" in Mongolian and Chinese characters.
Yun Siming rushed across the stone road in one breath, and when he reached the monument, he pulled Lin Yirui's hand and his own hand in one place and pressed it on Fengwei's head.
The stone sculpture's Bianqian slowly raised his head, and a faint light shot from his eyes, sweeping across Yun Siming and Lin Yirui.
The large tomb behind the stele buzzed and shook, cracking a gap.
At this moment, Zhou Yang arrived!
"Yun Siming!"
Zhou Yang yelled, jumped up, and shot!
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