The arrival of Yiner made Markham very happy.

Not only will he have the opportunity to climb the Kunlun Mountain old god, but he can also let his son, whose private life is chaotic, get married and have children honestly.

After all, his son has liked the girl Yin'er since he was a child.

"Yin'er, when do you plan to go down the mountain? After all, you are not young anymore, so you can't stay on the mountain all the time, right?" Wan Jin asked Yin'er while looking at Yin'er with a smile.

"My master said that after this tragedy, let me go down the mountain," Yin'er also answered honestly.

"Haha, that's okay, Uncle Wan said something more, my family Feng'er has liked you since childhood, this time you are in trouble, I did not hesitate to help out of justice."

"I think that when this happens, you can come to my Wanjia. Don't worry, I will go to your Zhang family for three appointments and six appointments to propose marriage for my son. I will marry you as a matchmaker."

Markham had no education since he was a child, and he was a vulgar man who danced knives and guns, so his speech was straightforward, without the slightest twist.

Suddenly hearing this, Yin'er was stunned, and said: "This...Is it wrong? I haven't figured it out yet."

"Yin'er, I really like you. When I heard that you left Lingzhou to go to Kunlun Mountain, I was sad for a long time."

"Don't worry, no matter what trouble you encounter, as long as my father is there, no one will hurt you a bit."

Wanfeng also hurriedly said.

The offensive of the father and son made Yin'er a little confused in an instant, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.

Bang!

Just when Yin'er was confused by the words of the father and son, a scream was suddenly heard outside the door, and a blood hole was blasted out of the chest of a Wandaomen disciple, and it was directly smashed into the Wandaomen lobby.

This suddenly appeared scene changed her dazed voice and pretty face, and she got up instantly...

"Damn! Who would dare to break into my ten thousand swords gate" Wanfeng looked at the dead body on the ground, his face sank, and shouted.

"The master... the master! Something happened, and three people appeared outside, and they would kill if they didn't agree." A blood-covered disciple of the Wandaomen staggered into the lobby and knelt down with a plop.

Hearing this, Wanfeng's forehead was violently raised, and he said fiercely: "Is it that kid again? After being humiliated by me, is this going back and calling a helper?"

Seeing the corpse on the ground, Yin'er hadn't recovered for a long time, especially when he heard Wanfeng's words, it was even more furious. It turned out that it was not the Sage's Gate who had killed it, but it was Lin Xiao.

Why is this Lin Xiao still pestering her? He still finds someone to make trouble...

"Feng'er, what's the matter?" Wan Jin also had a gloomy expression, already placing his hand on the nine-ring sword.

"Father, it's a shameless trash who entangles in the sound. I was scared away just now by a few words. It seems that he is not convinced and has come to take revenge."

"This person shouldn't be from Lingzhou, I don't know how powerful I am."

Wanfeng said.

"Hehe, those who don't know are really fearless, well, let's solve some troubles for Yiner first."

After Marking finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and the nine-ring sword weighing fifty kilograms was instantly picked up.

This nine-ring sword weighs a hundred jin, but in Wanjin's hands, it is empty. It can be seen that this Wanjin does have a few brushes.

And Yin'er also saw this scene. Every time Wanjin took a step, a footprint could be clearly seen on the ground. This lack of strength said that he was indeed a super master who could not even use the Death Scythe.

When Wanjin, Wanfeng, and Yin'er walked out of Wandaomen with more than 200 disciples.

At this moment, in front of the Wandaomen, two men and a woman lined up, standing in front of the Wandaomen.

That woman can be said to have a variety of national colors, heavenly fragrance, and amorous feelings, and between her smiles, she is charming.

And that man, his eyes are like electricity, his aura is amazing.

The other young man's pupils were pale and his body was stiff, looking like a corpse.

As soon as this sound went out, he recognized the young man immediately, his pretty face changed drastically: "Junior Brother Jiang! You...how do you stand with them!"

"Junior Brother? Who?" Wanfeng was slightly surprised when he heard Yin'er.

"It's him, he is my junior," Yin'er pointed at the young man, and said again: "Junior Brother Jiang, why are you not paying attention to me, what's the matter!"

Yin'er is naturally no stranger to that young man, who is her junior.

"He can't hear it anymore. This young man is full of death, his pupils are white, and he has been dead all night." Wanjin is worthy of being a master. With just a glance, he can determine the exact time of death of the opponent.

"Dead...dead?" Yin'er felt cold all over his body in an instant. In this way, the other party is the saint of the saint gate!

"Who are you guys, dare to make trouble at my Wandaomen!" Wan Jin carried the Nine Rings Broadsword, with awe-inspiring sword spirit, with a great power of pioneering mountains and land.

Gray looked at Markham and the others with a playful look, and said: "These days, any clown who really dares to come out and jump."

"Little sister, you let us find it all the way, let's go with us", Suoya looked at Yin'er and smiled lightly.

"Yin'er, are they the saint gate you are talking about?" Wanfeng asked when seeing that the other party was not Lin Xiao.

"Yes...they are the people of the Saint's Gate, they killed my little brother!" Yin'er clenched his fists, very angry.

"Hehe, we not only killed your little brother, but also your brothers and brothers, but also all of them fell." Gray grinned, his eyes exposed a bit cruel.

Upon hearing this, Yiner's body trembled fiercely: "You demons! The person you are going to kill is me, why do you want to kill my brother!"

"Do I need a reason for Gray killing? But you can die later. Before you die, I have something to ask you."

"You, an ordinary woman, how did you offend the great saint of my saint gate."

Obviously Gray was also curious about the seemingly ordinary girl.

"Do you want to know? When you die, I will naturally tell you!"

"Uncle Wan, please also avenge my seniors. If you can avenge me, I will marry Wanfeng."

At this time Yin'er was dazzled by anger, and said.

Markham smiled faintly: "Needless to say, they will also die by my sword today. If this kills my disciple, how can my master be willing to give up."

After speaking, Wan Jin stepped out and slowly drew out the nine-ring broadsword, and in an instant, a fierce and domineering sword surged into the sky.

"Yin'er, let's stay away. Once my father's sword aura breaks out, nothing will be left within a radius of 20 meters," Wanfeng is quite confident about this.

Then he pulled Yiner back slowly.

Yin'er also nodded, and slowly backed away.

"Master of Ten Thousand Sects, it seems that you have to take care of this nosy."

"It's all rumored that your Master of Ten Thousand Sects didn't even need to be the leader of the Death Scythe. In this way, you still have some strength to please me."

Gray walked out slowly, grinning.

"Even though I know my name, I dare to be so presumptuous and look for death!" Wan Jin shouted.

The two of them were at a loss for words.