Chapter 19 Young Hanmo wants to bow his head

"Hahaha, send it back to Mingmen? They are not qualified yet. Xiaoyao, let me bring you back in person.

At this time, a clear laughter came in from outside the room. In the quiet night, it looks very abrupt. But there is boundless arrogance in the laughter.

"Who is it?" Yin Yifan was shocked when he heard the words. From the domineering words of the man outside the door, he could know that the strength of the person was definitely extraordinary.

"Who is it?" The clear voice outside the door also asked rhetorically, and the meaning of sneering was obvious. I'd like to ask who you are?" With a bang, as the words outside the door fell, a rapid force burst out and collapsed the door with infinite hardness.

At this time, the girl in white, who was called "Xiao Yao", frowned and seemed to find out who it was. She frowned and showed boredom on her face.

The huge noise also shocked the whole inn. Many people opened the door slightly, revealing a crack, and secretly looked this way.

With the collapse of the door, the two people in the room were also slightly shocked. Yin Yifan was shocked and stepped back a few steps to take a fixed look.

The door fell to the ground, stirring up a burst of dust and debris. Through the threshold, two figures appeared. One old and one young.

The old man holds a bloody sword with white temples. The old face is full of wrinkles, but it is difficult to hide the strong evil spirit. A pair of eyes, looking at each other. Standing next to the teenager in an ordinary black robe is not very eye-catching, but the breath is so unfathomable in Yin Yifan's eyes. One hand slowly withdrew his back, and it was obvious that he made the attack just now.

A young man in brocade, with long hair tied up. A small bunch of hair hung down from the side of his left eyebrow, and his handsome face glanced at the room coldly. When he caught the girl's figure, he was slightly happy and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Aren't these two people on the ancient road outside the city just now?

Yin Yifan saw the golden character "Ming" embroidered on the collar of the young man in brocade. Although he had a hunch, he couldn't help but be shocked for a moment and said, "Are you from Mingmen?"

The young man in brocade didn't pay much attention to Yin Yifan, but the corners of his mouth were frivolous and said lightly, "Well, you still have some insight." After saying that, he just walked straight to the window of the somewhat hesitant girl.

When Yin Yifan saw that the teenager in front of him was so arrogant, he hated such people. He couldn't help frowning, stopped in front of the girl in white, opened his hands and said coldly, "Even if you are someone from Mingmen, it's too much to be so rude."

The girl in white was slightly stunned and looked deeply at the back in front of her. There is an inexplicable warm current in my heart.

Seeing that someone dared to stop him, the young man in brocade tilted his head slightly, squinted at Yin Yifan, sank his face, and said unhappily, "With your words alone, I can let you die more than ten times." After saying that, he pulled out a dragon's sword behind him, shining golden light. At a glance, the grade was not under the 'lost' knife in the old man's hand.

When the sword comes out of its sheath, you must see blood. Following the situation, he went to Yin Yifan and announced the momentum for a moment, which turned out to be the peak of one yuan and nine cents. At such an age, he has reached the level of one yuan and nine cents, and his talent can really make others look terrible.

Seeing that the long sword had been cut, Yin Yifan was shocked and quickly retreated. He didn't have any weapons, let alone practice anything. He had to raise his index fingers, knot his fingerprints, and shouted in a low voice: "Fain!"

The golden sword slid in front of him, and Yin Yifan leaned over, split one hand, and patted straight at the young man in brocade. At this time, his coldness surged up. The temperature of the whole room suddenly dropped by a few degrees at this time.

Seeing that Yin Yifan did not retreat and made progress, and the offensive was so strange, the girl in white couldn't help but be stunned and a little stunned.

At this time, the young man in brocade in front of Yin Yifan was the most surprised. The other party's rapid attack came. Although it was full of cold air and a little piercing, there was no fluctuation of power. However, there is no room for him to hesitate more in such scenes. At present, he is in front of the golden sword.

With a "bang", the sound of gold and iron handover sounded and pierced into the ear, which was very sharp.

"Humph, what a big tone. Can I die if you say you die? What are you?"

Yin Yifan's legs were slightly open, and his left hand was hit on the sword sideways. After learning skills, he added youth and vigor. Naturally, he was unwilling to give in such a scene.

Running the body of the nine parts of the dust, he shouted Lin Zi in his mouth. When the fingerprints bombarded the golden sword, he couldn't help adding a little chill. A pale fog spread from his left hand, and suddenly covered the body of the sword with a layer of frost.

Seeing this strange fog coming through the sword body, the young man in brocade was slightly stunned and couldn't help retreating a few steps, frowning, and immediately sneered and said, "Just you, a parity? Even Benyuan didn't practice, so he dared to talk to me like this.

However, the old man beside him moved his eyebrows slightly and seemed to be a little surprised. It was clear that his young master had suffered a little loss in a round. Although he lost on the sudden incident and the other party's strange attack, he did lose.

"Humph, what's so great about your practice?" Yin Yifan withdrew his fingerprints, reached out and gently pointed to the frosty sword in the hand of the brocade teenager and sneered.

"Look for death!"

It seemed that he knew that the other party was reminding him that he had suffered a loss. The young man in brocade suddenly turned pale, and then he shouted low. As soon as Yuanli rose, a heavy pressure went to Yin Yifan. The long shadow of the golden sword shook, followed the sword, and suddenly swept towards Yin Yifan.

Because there are no weapons, Yin Yifan naturally can't resist head-on, so he has to shake his figure and avoid its sharpness. In addition, in fact, the war experience is not as good as the former. When he looks at it, he can't help but feel like a duck. In his heart, he was very uneven. The other party occupied the figure of the great power of the empire. With a high-quality weapon in his hand, he fought fiercely and added more power. But I'm just an ordinary person, and even Benyuan has not practiced.

When the two fought with each other, Yin Yifan could only avoid his figure repeatedly. When he got a glimpse of the gap, he had the opportunity to raid like a poisonous snake.

If they continue to hold each other, they have no choice but to have a big gap in strength between the two sides. Coupled with the golden sword of the young man in brocade, a masculine and murderous atmosphere, which greatly suppressed Yin Yifan's coldness.

Before long, with a bang, the young man in brocade kicked Yin Yifan's chest, who had been exhausted. The latter retreated and retreated, hit the wall and fell to the ground.

"I don't measure myself." The young man in brocade frowned and looked at Yin Yifan who fell to the ground. With his arrogance, Yin Yifan was not even qualified to be killed by him, but the former's offense really touched his reverse scales, not to mention the girl in white or the forbidden in his heart. The two were alone all day. Thinking of this, the face of the young man in brocade couldn't help but There was a twitch, and I couldn't wait to swallow Yin Yifan alive.

Yin Yifan fell to the ground, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a big stone, which was extremely painful. Looking at the young man in brocade coming step by step, he clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and actually got up again.

" Stop it!" Seeing that Yin Yifan was kicked over, the young man in brocade showed no sign of stopping. The girl in white quickly stopped and quickly ran to Yin Yueye. Having never stopped her, she learned from the former and opened her hands.

I don't know why I blushed more times a year than today. The hot cheeks of the girl in white turned her beautiful eyes and looked at Yin Yifan behind her, which flashed with a trace of worry.

Seeing the forbidden in my heart standing in front of me and standing in front of others. The young man in brocade turned pale in an instant, frowned, and his eyes looked at Yin Yifan with resentment.

"Xiao Yao, why are you blocking me for outsiders? Didn't you hear that he just offended me?" The young man in brocade said loudly, almost roaring. The hand holding the golden sword can't help shaking. After all, no matter how deep and stable his city is, he is just a teenager. Naturally, it is difficult to hide the feelings between men and women.

However, the girl in white did not appreciate it. Her face darkened, her eyebrows frowned, and she showed her boredom as before. She said lightly, "Ming Tang, I have said it several times. You are not allowed to call my name directly, Miss Bai, do you understand?"

Seeing that the girl in white claimed to be Miss Bai and spoke to the young man in brocade, even though Yin Yifan had guessed something, he was still shocked at this time. Such words naturally showed that her * was more horrible than this young man in brocade.

In contrast, this teenager is so powerful that he is blinded. Although he only has the strength of one yuan and nine cents, there is an unfathomable master beside him, most of which is the young master of Mingmen who is popular in the world. Despite this, he still needs to respect the former as Miss Bai, which shows the power behind the girl in white.

Hearing Miss Bai's words, the brocade teenager's face first stiffened, and then completely sank.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath. After a long time, he smiled faintly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Miss Bai and said, "Okay, Miss Bai, please get out of the way. I'm going to kill this boy." At this moment, the endless murderous intentions of the Ming and Tang Dynasties poured into Yin Yifan in the rear.

"No, you can't kill him." Miss Bai said firmly and did not give in at all. She knew in her heart that even the Ming Dynasty dared not do anything to herself.

"Hahaha, Miss Bai, I admit that I dare not do anything to you, but I want to kill people, but you can't control it." Ming Tang saw that Miss Bai didn't give herself a good look at all. He raised his head and laughed coldly.

"Do you dare?" Miss Bai was shocked when she heard the words and frowned and shouted.

"Why don't you dare? In this Xuanji empire, I'm afraid there is nothing I dare not do. Ming Tang laughed and stared at Miss Bai.

"He is my savior. How can you kill him? Otherwise, wait for me to tell my father that you are beautiful." Seeing that Ming Tang's murderous intention was so resolute, Miss Bai didn't look at her face at all and couldn't help moving out of her father.

As Miss Bai expected, Ming Tang was really afraid when he heard the words. His face changed slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. However, he then said with a calm face, "Well, if he offended me, it is equivalent to death. No matter who it is, even if it is your father, Lord Bai will not do anything to me if he knows it in the future.

"You!" Miss Bai was angry for a moment and didn't know how to say it. She turned her head to look at Yin Yifan behind her, but unexpectedly, a cold hand had been gently put on her shoulder. This sudden feeling couldn't help shaking her body.

Yin Yifan had already approached his body, put one hand on Miss Bai's shoulder, patted her a few times and said, "Sometimes, men should not stand behind women. Let me face these things by myself, even if I die.

"You!" Miss Bai was stunned when she heard the words and looked at Yin Yifan in a daze, but she exclaimed anxiously: "Sometimes, if you know it's death, you should swallow your anger."

As if she knew what Miss Bai was thinking, a smile appeared on Yin Yifan's beautiful face, and the corners of her mouth rose gently. She said casually, "I have known since I was a child that a man's head can't be lowered easily, and a man's knees can't be bent easily."

Even despite Miss Bai's stiff body, Yin Yifanheined and gently pushed her away, causing the girl's figure to be in a trance.

He took a big step, raised his eyebrows, and under his dark blue hair, his face instantly sank. He shouted at Ming Tang, a young man in brocade, "Did you want to tell me that you would only hide behind a woman!"

Ming Tang was stunned when he heard the words, as if he had been guessed. He took a look at Yin Yifan and hummed contemptuously, "Humph! You can only talk about it. The common people in the world are ordinary people!"

In the face of the naked provocation of Ming and Tang**, Yin Yifan's mouth trembled gently, and his face was slightly desolate. He said to the former: "People in the world should be equal. How can there be no difference between the unriparians and nobles? They are all you self-righteous guys, stir up justice! Let me tell you, even uns�min, is not generally without backbone.

When Ming Tang heard Yin Yifan speak like this, his face became grim and said coldly, "Oh? I can't see that you have a lot of backbone, but in the Dayuan world, you can't eat with backbone alone. You know, from now on, I'm going to kill you.

When the words fell, the golden sword in his hand flashed up in an instant. The dragon head on the hilt exuded a dangerous breath, and a dragon roared, accompanied by a strong momentum, suddenly roared.

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