Wen Ling's fair and tender palm slapped the bathtub, as if hitting rotten wood. Half of the bathtub shattered into countless pieces. The fragment was reversed by Wen Ling's internal force and shot out towards Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang's body rose up on the spot. When he approached the roof, he suddenly changed direction and shot down his palms toward Wen Ling's head.

Wen Ling snorted coldly, and her left palm flipped and hit her. In Zhang Yang's opinion, her performance was extremely powerful. She tried to use a single palm to resolve the attack of her two palms. If Zhang Yang had practiced the Mahayana Skill, there might be such a possibility before Zhang Yang practiced the Mahayana Skill, but now the strength of the two has reversed. After Wen Ling used the method of stimulating her skills by stimulating her skills, the loss of internal strength should not have been fully recovered. Zhang Yang has been diligent in practicing the Mahayana Skill during this period, and his martial arts have entered a new realm.

However, just before Zhang Yang was about to contact her left palm, he suddenly found a cold light flashing in Wen Ling's palm, but she was quietly holding a poisonous needle in her left palm. Zhang Yang responded very quickly, his palm shrank, and his body changed direction in the air incredibly, crossed Wen Ling's head and flew out of the broken door.

Wen Ling scolded, "Where to go?" She paused her feet, her body and the Blood-Drinking Sword were integrated, and rushed towards Zhang Yang's back heart.

Zhang Daren had a surprise discovery that Wen Ling's martial arts seemed to have improved a lot compared to when she fought in Seoul before. It can even be said that compared to their battle at Mount Everest, Wen Ling should have completely recovered and even stronger than that time. Zhang Yang speculated that Wen Ling either had obtained some magic medicine during this period. Or she found a way to quickly recover internal energy, but it should not be the Mahayana Sect. The changes that happened to her must have a lot to do with the blood-drinking sword.

Zhang Daguanren ran to the first floor lobby. Wen Ling followed her like a shadow, and her ghost was entangled behind him. Zhang Yang was struggling to wear a bathrobe, which greatly affected his performance. What's more, Wen Ling was holding an invincible blood-drinking sword in her hand, which made Zhang Yang feel a lot of fear.

Wen Ling drew a cross in the void in her hand, and two crossed sword energy rushed towards Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang did not dare to fight for the edge. He retreated one after another, and his body had already arrived at the door of the study room. He shook his back and opened the door of the study room and entered it.

Two sword energy hit the door frame, leaving two clear marks, and smoke and wood chips flew around.

Wen Ling walked into the study with the blood-drinking sword in her hand, but saw Zhang Yang taking advantage of the breathing opportunity of escaping into the room and tearing the bathrobe on her body. Only in this way would not affect his movements.

Zhang Daguanren grinned and said, "Sister Ling, it seems that you are not caring about our siblings today."

Wen Ling said coldly: "My brother-in-law relationship? Do you still want to lie to me? I may be able to spare your life by handing over the secrets of Mahayana Secretariat and the Seal of Life and Death."

Zhang Yang said with a tsk voice: "You are so unrepentant, so adult. Why don't you find a man to marry honestly? You fight, kill, dance and sword all day long? No wonder no one has ever married you in your thirties."

Wen Ling slowly raised the Blood-Drinking Sword, her black hair moved without wind and floated up.

Zhang Yang did not dare to neglect, and took it out with his right hand hidden behind him, but there was an ancient long sword on his hand, and the knife block was diamond-shaped. The half-cut body was carved with two exquisite blue dragons, and the front half was not decorated. There was only a protruding ridge in the middle, and the blade was extremely thin. It was like a cicada wing. The blade was the thickest part near the handle, and then evenly decreased to the tip of the knife. The arc of the knife tip was naturally combined with the blade. The knife block was a diamond-shaped double dragon grabbing beads, but the knife block was extremely small. The handle was wrapped in shark skin and gold wire, which was simple in shape. It could be seen that it was a long time, but the sharpness of the blade did not weaken at all. This knife was the ritual knife he found underground.

Wen Ling's eyes seemed to be stinged by the bitter sword light, and her pupils suddenly contracted. She whispered: "Where did you get this sword?"

Zhang Yang said deliberately: "Do you know this knife? Who are you? Why did you know an ancient weapon? Archaeologist? Or are you an ancient monster?"

Wen Ling shouted loudly, her black hair flew up one by one, and the blood-drinking sword in her hand raised, like a gust of lightning, shooting towards Zhang Yang's heart.

Zhang Yang was calm and unhurried. He deployed a sealing sword in his hand to block the Blood-Drinking Sword. Both sides tried their best to do their best. The swords collided, and two terrifying internal forces collided. The air waves radiated to the surroundings with their bodies as the center. Rows of bookshelf around fell down one after another, and the books were scattered all over the floor.

Zhang Yang said, "Wen Ling, come with me if you have the habit, don't destroy Mr. Tianchi's relics." He paused, and the wooden ground under his feet broke with a crack, and then the cement floor on the lower layer was also shattered inch by him. A black hole appeared in the study room, and Zhang Yang's body suddenly disappeared in front of Wen Ling.

Wen Ling shouted angrily: "Where to go?"

Zhang Daguan Ren didn't even want to leave. Wen Ling's martial arts returned to normal in a short period of time, even better than the past, which caused Zhang Yang to have an inexplicable crisis. If it continued to develop at this speed, it would not take too long for Wen Ling's martial arts to reach an incredible state. If she was not controlled as soon as possible, the woman would not know what kind of trouble she would bring to him in the future. Zhang Yang almost made up his mind that tonight was the best opportunity to get rid of Wen Ling, and she would never let her escape. That was why he led Wen Ling into the underground world of Xiangshan Villa and sacrificed this secret to put Wen Ling to death.

Wen Ling did follow him and followed Zhang Yang's footsteps to the underground stone chamber. He saw the hole on the wall at a glance. Shortly after entering the hole, Wen Ling heard the sound of the stream flowing. A little fluorescent light rose in the darkness. Tens of millions of fireflies illuminated the beautiful underground world. Several winding streams gathered together to form a turbulent underground river.

Zhang Yang stood by the river bank, holding a knife in his hand, and quietly looked at Wen Ling and said, "I accidentally discovered this cave. This cave was a place where Goguryeo swordsman Jin Ziwu recovered from his injuries during the Sui Dynasty. Jin Ziwu failed to assassinate Emperor Yang of Sui and was tracked here by the four masters of the Sui Palace. Later, he fought to the death and died together. Jin Ziwu, Qiu Jin, and Chu Zitong all died here. This knife was discovered by me next to the remains of Jin Ziwu."

Wen Ling's expression was still cold, but her eyes showed a hint of uncontrollable sadness.

Zhang Yang said: "Jin Ziwu has a daughter named Jin Wenling. It's such a coincidence. It seems to have some relationship with you."

Wen Ling stared at Zhang Yang's eyes: "Who are you?"

Zhang Yang said: "It's hard to believe that a person can travel thousands of years and his soul is immortal. If I'm right, you don't belong to this era. Others think you are Wen Ling, and you are just borrowing Wen Ling's body. A woman who has been sleeping for more than ten years cannot wake up and have such terrible martial arts, and it's even more impossible to forget the man who has deep affection for her. In the past, I have been thinking about it but can't understand it. But after I discovered this underground cave, everything suddenly became clear. You are not Wen Ling, you are Jin Zhenwu's daughter!"

Wen Ling said coldly: "I really admire your imagination. You shouldn't be an official, you should really write mystery novels."

Zhang Yang said: "I don't know why you came to this world, but there is one thing I know very well. You are incompatible with this world. You want to go back and you want to return to the era of your past life. That's why you actively look for everything related to the past, reverse the rubbings of the universe, the seal of life and death, and the Mahayana Sect. All of this is not just martial arts. Maybe it contains the secret of returning to the past through time and space."

Wen Ling scolded: "Absurd!"

Zhang Yang said: "My sure is ridiculous, but you believe it."

Wen Ling nodded and said, "Zhang Yang, you know so many things. It seems that you are not simple either. Maybe you are the ancients who have traveled from the Sui Dynasty to the present."

Zhang Yang said: "I am not an ancient man, I am Zhang Yang. I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to stay here honestly, be my sesame official, and live my little life."

Wen Ling said: "Okay, you give me the secret of the Seal of Life and Death and the Mahayana Secretariat, and from now on, we will never violate the river water."

Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "You are a woman with no integrity. Even if I really own these things, I can't give them to you."

Wen Ling's eyes became more and more gloomy and terrifying.

Zhang Yang's expression was still calm and composed: "If you return to the Great Sui Dynasty and the first thing you want to do is to kill Emperor Yang of Sui, then history will be completely rewritten by you, maybe the Sui Dynasty will be destroyed, maybe there will be no Tang and Song Dynasty again, maybe China will become the world of your Goryeo in the future. Although my Zhang Yang style is not high, I am still very patriotic. I cannot allow you to do this, whether as a Chinese or a state cadre in the new era."

Wen Ling laughed and said, "Zhang Yang, it seems that I still think of you too simply and I am too kind to you!"

Zhang Yang said: "That's because the consciousness in your body has a kind side. Although those things do not belong to you, you cannot get rid of her control over you. Just like your feelings for Du Tianye, she still persistently loves Du Tianye in your body. This love has infected you and even changed you."

Wen Ling said angrily: "Stop talking!"

Zhang Yang knew that she had hit her sore point and smiled and said, "I don't know if I should call you Wenling or Jin Wenling. There is a saying that I wanted to advise you, since you come, you can rest assured, but it seems that you will never be able to do it!"

Wen Ling gritted her teeth and said, "I originally wanted to save your life, but now I have changed my mind."

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Among the siblings, we think we're going to go together, Sister Ling, do you think I'll let you go today?"
Chapter completed!