The finger-blinking magic power created by Yin Zhiping naturally cannot be compared with the finger-blinking magic power of Huang Laoxie. When Huang Laoxie rescued Cheng Ying, he hit Li Mochou's whisk handle with a stone with a finger-blinking magic power, which made Li Mochou feel hurt and his whole body was shocked.

Fortunately, although his finger-blinking magical power is weak, the stone is heavy and the silver needle is light. When he hits the two, he will naturally knock the silver needle down.

The man in white did not know that Li Mochou fired a hidden weapon at him. He was facing his back to Li Mochou. The Ice Soul Silver Needle was very slender and ejected, and the sound of breaking through the air was extremely small. Then, with special techniques, it could even be inaudible and silent. So he did not notice that Li Mochou shot the Ice Soul Silver Needle at him. It was not until Yin Zhiping also fired a hidden weapon to block him, and he understood.

Thinking of the poison of the Ice Soul Silver Needle that was spread in the martial arts world, he couldn't help but sweat. Fortunately, Yin Zhiping successfully intercepted it with a hidden weapon, so he did not get hit by Li Mochou's Ice Soul Silver Needle. When he thought that Li Mochou had already caught up to the distance that could fire the hidden weapon at him, he was frightened and instead developed potential. He immediately ran away ten feet apart and ran past in an instant.

After rushing to Yin Zhiping, he hid in Yin Zhiping's horse first, and then thanked Yin Zhiping: "Thank you, Zhenren Yin, for helping him. Xiao Ke is grateful!"

Yin Zhiping looked at the man in white with disheveled hair again and found that Yin Zhiping had no impression of this person in his memory. He couldn't help but say curiously: "My friend, have we seen him before? Why do I have no impression of you?"

The man in white smiled and said, "Is this? We have had a relationship with each other. But at that time, Xiaoke met you, Zhenren Yin, and there were too many people at that time, Zhenren Yin, but he didn't notice Xiaoke. Zhenren Yin, you don't have an impression of me, that's right."

"Is that true?" Yin Zhiping asked, "I'm so sorry, but I don't know when or where?"

"Oh, the devil Li Mochou is here. Let's fight her off first before we talk!" The man in white shouted, pointing to Li Mochou, avoiding Yin Zhiping's question and not answering it.

"Okay." Yin Zhiping turned his head and looked at him, but saw that Li Mochou had already arrived about a meter in front of his horse and stood still, looking at him with his eyes.

Yin Zhiping also looked at Li Mochou carefully again. He was too far away just now, and only saw that Li Mochou was born beautiful, but he couldn't see clearly. He was close at this time, but he saw that Li Mochou had a beautiful face, charming expression, bright eyes and white teeth, and white skin. He was indeed a very outstanding beauty.

When she first saw that she was about thirty years old, but no one didn't believe it. Her skin on her face was as shiny as beads and there was no wrinkle, which was really irritating. But her eyes and expression sometimes inadvertently reveal a sense of vicissitudes of life, which made people feel that she was quite old.

She is graceful and has a good figure, especially very tall, which is taller than most women of this era. Although she is wearing a wide Taoist robe, you can imagine that the long legs under the robe must be straight, slender, and extremely charming.

A long-legged beauty has always been the type that Yin Zhiping loves. This alone made Yin Zhiping feel a little moved, not to mention that Li Mochou is very beautiful and is also a royal sister. Judging from his appearance alone, Li Mochou simply meets all the perfect requirements in his heart. Especially wearing a Taoist robe, which is considered an ancient uniform. Yin Zhiping's resistance to Li Mochou's beautiful figure and figure was completely defeated.

Li Mochou saw that the disciple of Quanzhen Sect was staring at him immediately, with a flash of light in his eyes, obviously not a good intention. He couldn't help but curse in his heart, and anger flashed in his eyes. If she hadn't had some concerns about Quanzhen Sect, just because the other party dared to look at him like this, she would have already dug up his eyes.

She suppressed her anger and asked, "Who are you from Quanzhen Qizi?" Her voice was gentle and melodious, very pleasant.

When Yin Zhiping was asked by her, she came back to her senses and felt that she had been looking at her for too long. She immediately coughed lightly and then jumped off the horse, holding the long sword in her right hand, and bowed the Taoist priest in front of her chest with her left hand, and said seriously: "My teacher Changchunzi, Quanzhen Sect Yin Zhiping, pay homage to fellow Taoist Li."

Li Mochou looked proud and didn't take him seriously. He snorted coldly: "Are you a disciple of Qiu Chuji? Since you know my name, I will advise you not to care about my nostalgia. I am willing to spare your life because of some connection between our ancestors. "

Yin Zhiping stood up straight and smiled and said, "I am not talented. This time I went down the mountain, I actually came for fellow Taoist Li. I am following the order of the head sect, and I want to capture you back to the mountain to ask for guilt. Fellow Daoist Li is hard to find. I have been down the mountain for several months, but I have not received any news from Fellow Daoist Li. It is a real opportunity to meet Fellow Daoist Li here today. Fellow Daoist, let's go back to Zhongnan Mountain with me."

Li Mochou laughed in anger and said, "What a big tone, I want to see what you have to do with me? Why do you Quanzhen Sect ask me for guilt? Today you are seeking death by yourself, and you can't blame others!" As soon as she finished speaking, she bullied her body, and shook the whisk and hit Yin Zhiping's neck.

A cold light flashed, Yin Zhiping stepped forward and took out his sword, and with a "ding" sound, it hit Li Mochou's steel whisk handle, blocking her attack.

Li Mochou was blocked by the whisk and hit his chest with a palm.

Yin Zhiping dodged away and waved his sword to stab her right wrist holding the whisk.

Li Mochou shrank back his wrist and blocked his sword with a steel dust handle. He spread his body and walked around his left side, spreading his whisk, waving white silk all over the sky, attacking him three times in a row.

Yin Zhiping turned around and sealed the sword, and used the "Superb Sword Technique" that was best at defending, guarding his whole body until it was stormy and resolved all Li Mochou's attacks.

After Li Mochou attacked more than ten moves in a row, he saw that his rigorous entry and his sword skills were not messy at all, so he couldn't help but think: "Among the seven sons of Xiang Wen Quanzhen, Qiu Chuji has the highest martial arts skills. The disciple trained by the old man is indeed not simple. Last year in Shanxi, I did not fight with Qiu Chuji, but now his disciple is so great. I think my master's martial arts skills are higher. In terms of real skills, when it comes to fighting head-on, I am no match for Old Taoist Qiu."

After thinking about it, she stepped up her moves, and at the same time she expanded her body style, constantly circled around Yin Zhiping, attacking from all directions.

After more than twenty moves, he still had no inch of his skills. His whisk did not even touch the corner of his clothes. But he felt that the opponent's sword technique was like surging water, and it was always continuous. He could break through a certain sword of the opponent, but he could not break through the entire sword. When the sword was broken, countless subsequent swords were added, leaving her with no chance to take advantage of it.

After a few more moves, Li Mochou suddenly pulled back.

Yin Zhiping stood with his sword, but did not pursue him. He just asked with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Li, have you seen my skills? Is it easy to live a good life?"

Li Mochou snorted, looked at it in a blink of an eye, and his face changed color and said angrily: "Look at your good deeds, let that thief go away!"

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Thanks to Xuanyuan Longfeng and Ling Juelian's book friends for the update ticket. Three thousand words, this must be won.
Chapter completed!