Lin Tian saw Ye Xinglang's anger and took the initiative to challenge Ma Quan, and persuaded him: "Ye Xinglang, don't be impulsive, you can't fight him."

Not to mention that Ye Xinglang is only at the innate level of cultivation now, and he has not gone through complete cultivation yet, he just knows that he can cultivate.

If you rashly compete with an old fox now, you will definitely suffer a loss.

Lin Tian didn't know if Ma Quan would be up to something dirty.

Ye Xinglang spoke firmly.

"let me."

Lin Tian sighed and had no choice but to let him go.

Ma Quan smiled arrogantly.

"Boy, since you have the courage, then I will help you.

If you can defeat me, I will tell you the whereabouts of Hu Cui, and I will never break my promise this time.

If you lose, then go to hell, no one can save you!"

Seeing the two of them fighting, Lin Tian could only wait and see what happened, and then take action when he needed help.

Since he met Ye Xinglang, he felt that Ye Xinglang was a taciturn, shy and introverted person. Now he found out

Ye Xinglang is not as cowardly as he thought.

He is responsible at the critical moment of protecting the people he cares about.

This gave Lin Tian a little more trust in Ye Xinglang to help him break the blood curse in the future.

Ye Xinglang and Ma Quan stood opposite each other and started fighting.

Lin Tian was very curious about how the people of the Rizhen Sect fought. He opened his eyes wide, not wanting to miss any detail.

Before he even noticed, the two of them had already begun to mutter something to each other.

Lin Tian couldn't understand a word of those words.

Ma Quan was speaking a lot of words quickly, a bit like chanting sutras.

Ye Xinglang was also talking, but his speaking speed was obviously much slower, and it was difficult to speak every sentence. Compared with the relaxed and relaxed Ma Quan, he seemed very weak.

Lin Tian couldn't help but shed a few cold sweats for him. It was like watching a three-year-old child fight with an adult. The process might be cruel.

After observing for a while, Lin Tian found that the two were already fighting, and there was an air flow that he could not understand, quietly flowing between the two.

When Ma Quan's spell stopped, Ye Xinglang seemed to have been hit by something. His face turned pale and he took a few steps back. He didn't stop until he stepped on a garbage shovel.

The garbage shovel was full of foul-smelling liquid, but Ye Xinglang had no intention of paying attention to it now. He kept mumbling words, continued his spell, and persisted.

Lin Tian stopped when he heard Ye Xinglang's chanting. As his words fell, he attacked Ma Quan with an attack.

However, Ma Quan was already prepared, and he recited a defensive spell.

Ye Xinglang's attack did not cause any harm to him.

However, Ye Xinglang was unable to defeat Ma Quan, the spell backfired, he was injured again, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The battle between the two of them was so dark and changeable that even Lin Tian couldn't understand it. He only knew that Ye Xinglang lost to Ma Quan and was injured.

He couldn't do much to help now, he was just afraid of distracting Ye Xinglang.

After two or three rounds, Lin Tian saw that the defensive talisman he gave Ye Xinglang reacted and spontaneously ignited in front of Ye Xinglang.

Under the light of Lin Tian's mobile phone, Ye Xinglang's face became even paler, and he seemed to have no blood at all.

Ye Xinglang had no intention of admitting defeat, and repeated failures failed to make him retreat.

Lin Tian sweated a lot for Ye Xinglang and wished he could fight for him.

"Ye Xinglang, give in."

Ye Xinglang shook his head and continued to grit his teeth.

The spell battle between the two lasted for about half an hour. Ye Xinglang couldn't hold it any longer and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His feet went limp and he knelt down on one knee.

His whole body was dirty, which was caused by being knocked back and fallen over and over again.

Lin Tian clenched his fists, feeling that Ye Xinglang had reached his limit and would die if he continued to fight.

Ma Quan was uninjured and just breathed a little.

He laughed "haha" and mocked Ye Xinglang mercilessly.

"It's just a little trick. I just learned some tricks and now you want to fight me. You'd better go home and drink milk."

No, I should say, just go to hell! I don’t want to play with you anymore!”

When he wanted to activate the spell again, Lin Tian saw that Ye Xinglang was dying and was still shaking to fight, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Ye Xinglang is very tenacious and can stand up repeatedly even if he lies down. While Lin Tian was impressed by his tenacious willpower, he also felt that he was too stubborn.

If you let him continue to fight, you will really die.

He could feel that Ye Xinglang's life breath was getting weaker.

Even if Lin Tian has powerful medical skills, there is no guarantee that he can be saved.

Lin Tian stood in front of Ye Xinglang and shouted to Ma Quan: "That's enough!

You, a person with a third-level talent, bully a young man, you are really shameless."

Then he pressed Ye Xinglang's shoulder and said to him, "You rest in the back and I will bring your mother back safely."

Ye Xinglang shook his head, and Lin Tian said helplessly.

"Think about what your dad has done for you, and stop being stubborn."

When he heard these words, Ye Xinglang trembled and stood back obediently because he was touched.

Ma Quan looked at Lin Tian with sinister eyes.

"Who are you? By helping them, you are going against me. Go to hell!"

Lin Tian was about to recite a spell when he saw him, and without saying a word, he directly swung a spiritual energy attack at him.

"boom!"

Before Ma Quan finished speaking the spell, he felt as if he was hit hard on the chest by an invisible force. His sternum was instantly sunken, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

Ma Quan fell into the garbage pile like a kite with a short string. He covered his heart and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

He looked at Lin Tian in disbelief, with a kind of fear in his eyes.

"Your realm is higher than mine."

Lin Tian smiled calmly, the old god was there.

"You can't escape. Hand Hu Cui over. Otherwise, you won't die as easily as you did."

He took out the punishment fire gourd on his body and said to Ma Quan: "Did you see it? This is the punishment fire gourd.

If you don’t hand Hu Cui over, I will not only beat you to death, but I will also put your soul inside and enjoy the endless punishment of hell karma and fire, making you unable to live or die."

Ma Quan was shocked when he saw the torture gourd.

"You actually have such a treasure, who are you?"

Lin Tian was so young and already had such strength and such treasures, which surprised Ma Quan.

He had never heard of such a genius coming out of the monastic world.

Lin Tian smiled slyly.

"Ma Quan, you may have forgotten the hard life you lived in Feng Palace. If you were locked up in a gourd of torture, it would be even more difficult than the days in Feng Palace Arena."

"How do you know I've been to the Phoenix Palace Arena?!"
Chapter completed!