Chunyang Zhenren did not answer Cao Yin's words, but said calmly: "Mr. Marquis, there are too many disputes in the world. I dare to ask Marquis to enter my Taoist temple and share the principles with me. The Tao follows nature, is profound and profound, and I am confident. If Marquis can study with me for three or five years, he will definitely forget the complexities of the world and seek great peace in his heart. If Marquis still does not understand the Taoist Dharma after three or five years, he can return to the world. I will make such arrangements, but I wonder what the Marquis thinks?"

Cao Yin said calmly: "Chunyang, what you want is this marquis. These people, please let them leave!"

Song Shiqing immediately said, "Marquis, Qingguo is despicable and shameless. He has formed an alliance with me, Dayan in secret, but wants to hurt the Marquis. We swear to protect him to the death..."

Before he finished speaking, Changde Hou had already sternly rebuked: "Stop, just with your little skills, do you want to deal with this Chunyang National Master? Do you know that this is Chunyang National Master, the Lord of Tongtian Temple in Qing Kingdom. He is valued by the Empress Dowager of Qing Kingdom and is a noble person in Qing Kingdom. How can you be your opponent?" He waved his hand and said, "You can't leave here quickly."

Song Shiqing was stunned and didn't understand why Cao Yin was so harsh.

Han Mo heard it there, but he instantly understood in his heart that Changde Hou obviously knew how good it was tonight, and he was afraid that he would never escape the hand of Chunyang's old Taoist Taoist, so he wanted to find an opportunity to let Song Shiqing and others leave.

Of course, Cao Yin didn't expect to die at Chunyang's hands without understanding. He obviously had a premonition that the storm of Yanjing City was about to rise, and as long as Song Shiqing and others escaped, they would be able to take out what happened tonight.

How cunning is Chunyang? He didn't know Cao Yin's move. He just sighed: "The Marquis is good at it, but the Marquis should know that now you and me are allies. If the matter here is spread, it will not be a good thing for us." He glanced at the group of warriors in Yan State and said slowly: "According to common sense, I must not let them escape from one person, but... The Marquis is kind-hearted and God also has the virtue of life. I will give the Marquis a chance, but I wonder if the Marquis agrees?"

“What opportunity?”

Chunyang slowly raised one hand and said, "Mr. Marquis, the essence of what I have learned throughout my life is in this 'Demon-breaking Clench'. If Marquis can take my three palms without any hindrance, I promise you that I will never hurt you alone in Yan State!"

Song Shiqing said angrily: "Chunyang, you are arrogant..."

Cao Yin's eyes twitched, and then he smiled indifferently, saying, "The national master is so tolerant, what can I do if I take you three palms!"

Master Chunyang nodded slightly and said, "The Marquis is really royal, I respect him." Suddenly, he turned his head, his eyes sharply, and he actually looked at Han Mo and said in a deep voice: "You evil clowns, you won't come out yet."

Han Mo sighed in his heart. The old Taoist Chunyang is indeed powerful. I'm afraid he had known that someone was ambushing here.

He was quite confident in his ability to hide his abilities, knowing that if he was alone, the old Taoist Chunyang might not have been able to find it. However, Xiao Mu and others had just been furious and had slightly exposed their traces. With the ability of the old Taoist Chunyang, it was not surprising that there was an ambush here.

He slowly stood up, held the blood copper stick in his hand, walked over slowly, and smiled and said, "Trial Master Chunyang, Qingguo has been separated, and it's not long. I didn't expect that I could meet here again tonight. How can the national master be fine?"

When Master Chunyang saw Han Mo, a strange color flashed through his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect that Han Mo was ambushing here. He waved his whisk and saluted with one hand, saying, "It turns out to be General Han, I'm polite!"

When Cao Yin saw Han Mo, he looked slightly surprised. Seeing Han Mo nodding to him, Cao Yin also nodded slightly.

Han Mo was still ten steps away from Master Chunyang. Xiao Mu and others followed behind with their swords and were eyeing the Taoist priests. Song Shiqing and his group of people were boosted when they saw Han Mo coming out.

Han Mo stared at Chunyang's old Taoist and smiled and said, "The national master is not in Tongtianguan's alchemy protection, but he has come here thousands of miles away. I wonder what it costs?"

Master Chunyang said calmly: "The Marquis is willing to take my three palms to eliminate all the demonic obstacles. I can only obey my destiny!"

Han Mo said solemnly: "National Master, how can we, the ministers of Yan, watch the marquis of our country be subjected to your three palms? I advise the national master to lead your subordinates to leave quickly, so as not to hurt the harmony between our two countries."

Master Chunyang shook his head and said, "I will turn my way into gold, and I will never break my promise. Since I have to give my palm, I will not take it back."

Han Mo sighed: "National Master, you are a powerful country after all, so why are you shameless in speaking? If you really have the ability, why don't you take our three palms? If you can take our three palms, it means that the national master is indeed skilled in martial arts, we are not opponents, so you can only let it be handled."

Master Chunyang shook his head and said, "I am the right way, and you are falling into the devil's way. This has been the right way to eliminate demons since ancient times. How can you let the devil's way invade?"

Han Mo raised his hand, pointed at Master Chunyang, and shook his head and said, "I am still so arrogant even though I do dirty things. I really admire Master. Could it be that Master is practicing the face-skinned? This face is really as thick as a city wall."

He knew that Chunyang's old Taoist was very skilled in martial arts, and when he started to fight, he was no match for him. However, the situation tonight was inevitable, and he could only disturb Chunyang's mind and make him angry. Perhaps he could have an extra 100% or 20% chance.

But the Master Chunyang was calm and calm, and said calmly: "No matter what path you practice, you can eliminate demons, which is the right path."

Cao Yin said in a deep voice: "Han Mo, don't say much. Since I promised to accept his three palms, I would not break my promise." He looked at Chunyang and said calmly: "Chunyang, if I can really accept your three palms, you need to keep your promise and let them go."

Chunyang sang a chant and said loudly: "Don't worry, Marquis, I will never go back on my word."

Han Mo said sternly: "Do you dare to hurt the Marquis?" The blood copper stick was lifted horizontally, and the strong wind suddenly dissipated.

Chunyang was already like a ghost and rushed towards Changde Hou. However, Han Mo's figure had also moved. He rushed out like a cheetah, and the blood copper stick hit the old Taoist Chunyang in the air.

The old Taoist Chunyang was extremely fast, and Han Mo's speed was not slow either. The stick was powerful and powerful. The old Taoist Chunyang said "Huh", obviously surprised by Han Mo's martial arts. However, he saw his right hand slightly raised, and the whisk in his hand was rolled up the blood copper stick, and it instantly seemed like countless claws grasping the blood copper stick.

Han Mo only felt that the blood copper stick was infuriating, and an extremely strong energy spread from the blood copper stick, and the blood copper stick also trembled violently.

The energy spread, and Han Mo felt a numbness in his right hand holding the blood copper stick. The tiger's mouth felt a slight pain, and the copper stick in his hand was almost flying away. He gritted his teeth and held it back, shouted violently, and tried his best. The blood copper stick in his hand did not retreat but advanced, and poked it straight towards Chunyang's old Taoist.

Chunyang's old Taoist thought that his energy would definitely shake Han Mo's hand. Unexpectedly, the copper stick in Han Mo's hand was not shaken away, but instead continued to attack him. He was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Han Mo was young and could withstand his powerful energy.

Moreover, the copper stick that Han Mo attacked seemed to be powerful. The cold light suddenly rose in the eyes of the old Taoist Chunyang, and a clear roar suddenly came out of his mouth, like a crane sound. When Han Mo heard this sound, he knew something was wrong. As a result, the Taoist robe of Chunyang suddenly swelled. Han Mo felt a strong wind emanating from the old Taoist Chunyang's body, just like a hurricane source. Moreover, the strong wind blew towards him, but Han Mo could not move forward, and was secretly shocked: "What trick did this old Taoist use?"

He Ming was clear and Cao Yin had already shouted loudly: "Han Mo, be careful..."

When Han Mo heard Cao Yin's greeting, he suddenly pulled his right hand and pulled the blood copper stick. His whole body turned back. At the critical moment, he saw two white lights shot out from the whisk of Chunyang's old Taoist. But suddenly the white silk on the whisk was activated by the energy, and two hidden weapons were shot in a flash. If Cao Yin had not made a sound reminder that Han Mo would suddenly realize his retreat, Han Mo would probably be hit by these two white lights.

Han Mo avoided the two white lights at a critical moment, but saw the two white lights passing by his scalp. One white light hit the trunk of a big tree, and the other white light finally hit a stone. The moment the white light hit the stone, he heard a "crack" sound, and the stone actually broke into several pieces.

Han Mo was very upset. Although this old Taoist was a monk, his heart was really vicious.

When the old Taoist Chunyang saw Han Mo dodge, he did not continue to attack Han Mo. His body drifted towards Cao Yin like a wind, and his left palm was hit, and his speed was like lightning, hitting Cao Yin's chest. Cao Yin was hit by this palm, and his whole body retreated seven or eight steps before he stood still. His body shook, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. Song Shiqing was about to rush over to support him. Who knew that Chunyang Zhenren had followed again, and the whisk was hit, and Song Shiqing flew out. Chunyang followed Cao Yin and another palm. Cao Yin could no longer bear it, and his body flew out, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

Xiao Mu and other warriors in Yan State were shocked and did not care about their companions who were restrained by the Taoist priests. They swung their swords toward Chunyang. Han Mo had already turned over. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and pulled the sleeve arrow installed in his sleeves. Several cold stars rushed straight behind Chunyang's old Taoist Chunyang.

The number of cold stars was fast and fast. The old Taoist Chunyang was about to strike Cao Yin's third palm. When he felt the cold wind coming from behind, he did not look back. He just waved the whisk back, and the number of cold stars was all hit into the whisk.

Seeing that this old Taoist made a fierce move and used his super martial arts in slight distortion, Han Mo was secretly shocked. Seeing that Chunyang had rushed towards Cao Yin, Changde Hou, and knew that he was going to hit the third palm, he was even more surprised. He was like a cheetah, rushing over with a blood copper stick and shouting sternly: "Don't take action!"

But the distance was not close, the old Taoist Chunyang was determined to kill Cao Yin. At this moment, it was absolutely impossible to rescue Cao Yin from the old Taoist Chunyang.

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ps: There will definitely be another update tonight. I'm sorry for you these days.

Tonight, no matter how numb he is, at least three chapters will be drawn
Chapter completed!