The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

Chapter 306: Soft Silk Rope

Upon hearing this, the Eight Friends of Hangu immediately retreated three feet away.

But they all looked at Jiang Yin with worry.

"Can the master really defeat the traitor Ding Chunqiu?"

Feng Asan said worriedly.

"We have to trust the master. He is not an impulsive person. If he is not sure enough, he will not take action."

Xue Muhua actually had some confidence in Jiang Yin.

After all, he is the person who is most familiar with Jiang Yin among everyone.

"I hope so. It's a pity that Master is not here at this time, otherwise with his strength, if he and the headmaster were to fight Ding Chunqiu together, the chances of winning would be much higher."

Feng Asan looked regretful.

The others also nodded in agreement.

"Why don't I go call the deputy headmaster out? She inherited the inner strength of her great master. Even if she hasn't mastered it completely, her strength should be strong."

Shi Qinglu asked in a low voice.

When everyone heard this, they all thought it was a solution.

"It's a good idea, but the Sect Leader said before that we don't need to call the Deputy Sect Leader. We can't disobey the Sect Leader's orders, right?" Kang Guangling said helplessly.

Everyone sighed when they heard this.

The leader's orders were as heavy as a mountain, and they dared not resist.

This is also an important reason why Jiang Yin wants to deal with Ding Chunqiu alone.

Although he inherited the position of the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, not all of his disciples were as loyal and convinced to him as Su Xinghe was.

After all, although his strength is stronger than theirs, it is not enough to defeat them.

In comparison, Wang Yuyan's prestige is slightly higher than Jiang Yin's.

After all, it won’t take long for Wang Yuyan to become a grandmaster.

In their opinion, it would take Jiang Yin several years, or even longer, to become a grandmaster.

The reason why they are now following Jiang Yin's arrangements is simply because of their loyalty to the leader, not to Jiang Yin.

There is still a difference.

Therefore, for Jiang Yin, killing Ding Chunqiu was a way to establish his authority and win people's hearts.

Since you have taken the position of the head, you should be able to sit firmly and keep your head down.

Jiang Yin used one move to break the billowing poisonous smoke released by Ding Chunqiu, which surprised him and made him more confused. "This is not the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect. Who are you?"

"I don't need to use Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts to kill you."

"What a loud tone!"

Seeing that Jiang Yin didn't intend to say more, Ding Chunqiu sneered, then waved his feather fan and attacked at close range.

As long as he gets close, he has more ways to poison.

Ding!

The Samsara Sword was unsheathed, and Jiang Yin used the sword's tip to distance himself from Ding Chunqiu. The sword energy was activated, and he slashed at his head!

The sword energy came towards him, and Ding Chunqiu suddenly felt his face tighten. He was stimulated by the sharpness of the sword and immediately took a step back to temporarily avoid the sword.

Jiang Yin did not retreat, but attacked again using the "Quick" technique from the Thirteen Swords of Cloud and Mist.

Ding Chunqiu had already reacted by now and immediately countered the attack with his feather fan.

His movements were smooth and graceful, but every move attacked Jiang Yin's vital points, which seemed to have a contradictory beauty.

This is the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.

The Xiaoyao Sect, a sect that relies heavily on appearance, requires even the martial arts to be good-looking and elegant.

Only when these two are guaranteed can the power be increased. And this is just the superficial skills of the Xiaoyao Sect, far from reaching the core.

Ding Chunqiu has been pursuing the core magical skills of the Xiaoyao Sect all his life, but has never succeeded.

Even so, he is still a big villain in the world, and many people in the world are terrified of him.

At this time, Jiang Yin was suppressed by Ding Chunqiu.

"This guy's martial arts skills are indeed not weak."

Jiang Yin thought to himself that he knew that he could not defeat the opponent with just the Thirteen Cloud and Mist Swords, so he moved his feet and took the Lingbo Light Step.

Once the Qinggong was used, the situation changed instantly.

Jiang Yin easily broke free from Ding Chunqiu's suppression.

"Lingbo Weibu!"

Ding Chunqiu instantly recognized the lightness skill displayed by Jiang Yin, and couldn't help but feel a little fearful.

This kid actually knows Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts.

But how could someone with only the third level of Grandmaster cultivation be his opponent?

Thinking of this, Ding Chunqiu became more confident. He swept out the feather fan in his hand, and the poisonous smoke billowed out, which no one dared to ignore.

Jiang Yin frowned slightly, and had to dodge quickly with Lingbo Weibu. At the same time, the Samsara Sword in his hand collided with the feather fan for several rounds. "This feather fan is so strong, it can withstand the Samsara Sword for so many rounds."

The feather fan in Ding Chunqiu's hand has been with him for many years and is not an ordinary item. The fan surface is woven with the unique snow silk of the Xingxiu Sect and is extremely tough.

Otherwise, it would not be able to withstand Ding Chunqiu's attack.

For a while, the two of them were fighting evenly.

But as the Samsara Sword continued to chop, the feather fan gradually became weak.

Finally, Jiang Yin used the move of Wan Hu's pounding clothes to directly break the feather fan and cut it in two!

"not good!"

Ding Chunqiu was shocked and then retreated in embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, the Eight Friends of Hangu were all a little surprised.

"What a sharp sword! The sword in the master's hand is actually a magical weapon!"

"That's right. But what's even more surprising is the master's lightness skill. It seems to be the key lightness skill of our sect, Lingbo Weibu!

His movements were so erratic, light and agile that even the old monster Ding Chunqiu couldn't handle them. It seems that the master has a chance of winning!"

The Eight Friends of Hangu suddenly had more confidence in Jiang Yin.

But Ding Chunqiu has been in the martial arts world for so many years, how could he only have these tricks? After more than a dozen rounds, although Ding Chunqiu lost the feather fan, he still had a slight advantage with his profound cultivation and poison skills.

However, Jiang Yin's body movements were very slippery, and he was unable to cause any effective damage to him, which made him extremely angry.

"We actually wasted so much time dealing with such a junior, and even destroyed the feather fan. No, we must capture him as soon as possible, and then ask about the situation of that old thief Wuyazi.

Judging from his appearance, he probably didn't accept the old thief's teachings, which means he's still alive. If I can find the old thief and swallow all his Bei Ming Zhen Qi, I will definitely be able to break through the Grandmaster level, and even the Heavenly Man Realm will no longer be a luxury! "

Thinking of this, Ding Chunqiu threw away the broken feather fan and retreated into the ranks of the Xingxiu sect.

He casually grabbed one of the disciples and then slapped him with his palm.

Corpse poison!

Although they are both corpse-rotting poison, how can Ding Chunqiu's skills be compared to Zhaixingzi's?

While he threw the body of the Xingxiu disciple directly at Jiang Yin, he grabbed another disciple and did the same thing to him.

In just a short moment, he threw out seven or eight disciples infected with corpse poison.

That scene was really bizarre. Jiang Yin did not dare to be careless, and immediately moved his left hand and released the Kunlun Flame Palm again!

Flames rising!

But faced with such a huge number, no matter how powerful the Kunlun Flame Palm is, it cannot burn them all.

In desperation, Jiang Yin could only use his lightness skills to dodge.

At this moment, Jiang Yin felt his body tighten, as if something was wrapped around his body.

"This is……"

Jiang Yin looked down and saw that at some point, a nearly transparent thin thread had wrapped around his body.

Soft rope!

One of the three treasures of the stars.

It is also woven with snow silk, but unlike the feather fan in Ding Chunqiu's hand which only has a small amount of snow silk, this silk rope is made entirely of snow silk, which is extremely tough and difficult to be damaged by even a magical weapon.