The mysterious power in Lin Luo's body was getting stronger and stronger at this time. It seemed as if he had sensed the anger in Lin Luo's heart, and it became manic for no reason. A little bit of force gathered along Lin Luo's tendons and veins onto Wuchen's sword. Wuchen was originally Wuji's old man, and his sword he usually carried was of course of extraordinary.
This time, by the surging force in Lin Luo's body, the sword body was bright, like the full moon in the night sky. It was bright and golden. This light became even more and more difficult to look directly in the dark night.
Han Yixia felt the strength and fighting spirit that Lin Luo exerted, and he began to be surprised. He couldn't believe that it was the fight of such a young man that made him feel scared. It was this long-lost feeling. How long has it been since I felt this throbbing mood, and there was a ray of uneasiness mixed in my anxiety.
Lin Luo suddenly used the sword in his hand to slash at him. When Han Yixia faced Lin Luo's crazy offensive, he could only retreat and choose to defend. But Lin Luo did not give him this opportunity. "Die for me." Lin Luo waved his sword and slashed at Han Yixia. The burly force flowed through Wuchen and was immediately rendered black. The sword light was like half a month, and it suddenly fell down.
The sword light condensed by force is more than ten times stronger than the sword light of force. As this cold light cuts off, the air buzzes and sings, and the nearby plants and trees are all turned into powder.
"The first-level martial artist wants to kill me the first-level and second-level martial artist, dreaming." Han Yixia spit out blood, her arms disappeared shoulder-to-shoulder, and merged into the darkness. She smiled and shouted, "Night Attack - Liuguang Sword Kill" ignited countless dark red sparks from Han Yixia, and instantly turned into thousands of sword blades. The first ones were connected, and the terrifying momentum was immediately vented.
"A sin, even if you become a martial artist, how can you not even understand the inheritance of martial souls? How dare you go against me?" Han Yixia laughed wildly, her long hair was scattered, and she shouted, "Die" and "break it open for me." Lin Luo's tone was firm, and a black cold light was like a broken bamboo, and it fell in an instant, and the sword light stirred the air and formed a tornado.
A black cold light blows at the sword blade. The puff flowing sword blade hits a black cold light, just like a drop of water sprinkling into the sea, unable to shake the wind and waves.
"How could this happen? This..." Han Yixia was shocked and quickly retracted her arms that were floating like black smoke. She was immediately seriously injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood, forcing her to cheer up, and running into the darkness. "I want to run" Lin Luo chased Han Yixia with a bang.
"Haha, Lin Luo, I, Han Yixia, want to run away, no one can catch up." Han Yixia was like a swimming fish in the dark, and several ups and downs were all hidden. "Scum" Lin Luo couldn't help but curse. This night trip really allowed Han Yixia to have an unparalleled ability to hide at night.
"Hmm?" Lin Luo moved his cochlea, and seemed to hear the friction between Han Yixia's limbs and the air. "Haha, God really helps me." Lin Luo looked at one direction and ran away quickly, "Old man, I'll see you run." Bang, several sword lights were swept by Lin Luo through Wuchen, and several big trees were wiped out in the blink of an eye. "How can you see me?" Han Yixia, who was forced out of the void, wiped the blood from her mouth and thought it was not good.
"Then you go and ask the King of Hell for not being with him." An orange flame burned on Lin Luo's palm. It turned out that the Cold Sword used by Ye Jingwen and Ye Jingwen collided that day. The force flowed into Ye Jingwen's body and seemed to remember the running route of the Cold Sword. However, the casting method was changed by Lin Luo, and the orange flame only wrapped around his palm.
Within ten feet of the palm, the air was ignited, and the hot flames suddenly shone around. Lin Luo's speed was as fast as thunder, piercing through Han Yixia's chest, and his force penetrated into Han Yixia's body with his fingertips, unscrupulously tearing his muscles and veins, stirring up the three black martial souls in his dantian. The force was extremely magical. Even if the heart was torn apart, it could still maintain blood flow. As long as time was enough, it could still nourish a heart. Therefore, if you want to kill the martial artist, you must smash the martial soul in his dantian.
"You will die under the revenge of our family..." Han Yixia's eyes suddenly widened, and a trace of black blood flowed out of the corners of her mouth, so soft that she was completely gone.
"Hmph" Lin Luo found the poisonous fangs on Han Yixia, put them in his arms and smiled, "This is a good thing, and a black stream of light shot to Lin Luo's shoulders. "Hey" the big fat martial beast licked Lin Luo's face and slept in Lin Luo's arms. At this point, Han Yixia, a second-level martial artist, died.
In the early morning, the drizzle was shrouded in a trace of gloom. Lin Luo led the fat beast to Tianyun City. Tianyun City. The Lin family courtyard. "Damn it, more than ten days have passed, and there has not been any news of Lin Luo's tragic death."
Lin Feng suddenly pinched the teacup on the stone table and smashed it. With a click, the faces of the two little maids around him turned pale. He suddenly stood up and walked back and forth in the courtyard. His heart suddenly passed by Lin Luo's vicious eyes, his face turned as if it was as blue as fire in his belly.
"If it doesn't work, I have to find a way to reduce the fire." Lin Feng called to the two maids, "Go and call Han Xiaoming and Miao Linwan to this young master." Cold stared at the little maid leaving, a trace of ferociousness appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and he said to himself: "Lin Luo, I make you regret provoking me."
Soon, Han Xiaoming followed the maid and walked to Lin Feng. "Meet the Fourth Young Master" Han Xiaoming lowered his head and said respectfully, feeling uneasy, and knelt on the ground. "Brother Xiaoming, why should I give such a big gift in front of Xiaoliu?" Lin Feng said with a smile, and at the same time, he pulled Han Xiaoming to his side and sat down.
"Fourth Young Master, I dare not sit down." Han Xiaoming was panicked. He was just a middle-aged man. The fourth young master of the Lin family, who was always arrogant, actually pleased him like this. How could he not be flattered?
"Brother Xiao Ming, who is with us?" Lin Feng hugged Han Xiaoming's shoulder and said, "I have found a maid these days. Xiao Ming is very gentle. You have to take a good look." "Yes, the fourth young master." Han Xiaoming was very reserved while sitting next to Lin Feng.
Two pretty shadows came from afar. Han Xiaoming looked at him, and his humble smile suddenly froze, and his heart was faintly uneasy.
"Have you seen the Fourth Young Master" Miao Linwan, who came with the maid, bowed to pay his respects. "Brother Xiao Ming, how about this maid?" Lin Feng stood up and hugged Miao Linwan, and said regardless of her struggle, "Lin Wan got along with me a few days ago. My brother's eyes are okay?"
"Yes, Lin Wan." Lin Feng turned his head and stared at Miao Linwan coldly. "Yes." When Lin Feng glared, Miao Linwan replied subconsciously. Han Xiaoming's face became sad and murmured: "Lin Wan, you are really getting along with the Fourth Young Master."
"No... this is, this..." Miao Linwan's beautiful eyes shook her head in tears. The story between Han Xiaoming and Miao Linwan had already spread in the Lin Mansion, and Lin Feng knew it too. "Lin Wan, you were lying in my arms last night and said you would ignore the lover who was lying on the ground. Why did you go back on your word today?" Lin Feng pretended to be angry and said loudly, "Brother Xiaoming, you judge, Lin Wan and I have both pillowed with the same bed, how could she abandon me?"
Han Xiaoming looked at Miao Linwan with tears on her face, and felt sad, and said, "Fourth Young Master, Lin Wan loves me and will not be good to you." "What?" Lin Feng pushed Miao Linwan away and grabbed Han Xiaoming's clothes on his chest, "Han Xiaoming is useless, I, Lin Feng, put you in a heart-to-heart. You actually gave me a big cuckold. What is the law of heaven? What is the law of heaven?"
"Fourth Young Master, Lin Wan and I plan to get married next month. For the sake of our diligent work for the Lin family, we will let us go." Han Xiaoming is honest and honest. He knew that Lin Feng was playing tricks, but he did not dare to do any extreme behavior.
"What qualifications are you a slave who is good at competing for women with me?" Lin Feng slapped Han Xiaoming hard in the face, and immediately slapped his two front teeth off.
"Brother Ming" Miao Linwan held Han Xiaoming and took out her handkerchief to gently wipe the blood off the corner of his mouth. "Bitch, come here." Lin Feng suddenly pulled Miao Linwan into his arms, and stepped on Han Xiaoming's head, "You are a servant without power and power, and you are called around all day long. And I have the money you can't spend in your life, and there are many servants who work hard for me. Killing you is like pinching an ant to death. You don't even have the qualifications to beg for mercy in front of me, let alone negotiate terms."
"Now let you see what the young master of the Lin family is, a young master of the Lin family who can make you despair." Lin Feng sneered, suddenly pinched Miao Linwan's chest full, rubbing it freely
"No," Miao Linwan gasped and struggled hard at the same time, but she was a woman, how could she break free from Lin Feng who was in the sixth section of the force.
"Let go of Lin Wan, otherwise I will make you look good." Han Xiaoming's eyes turned red, and he immediately forgot his identity. At this moment, he just wanted to protect his beloved from harm. He rushed towards Lin Feng. For the sake of his love, he would rather die.
"Brother Ming, don't be impulsive if something happens, it's not good." Seeing Han Xiaoming rushing towards Lin Feng, Miao Linwan was panicked. He knew that Han Xiaoming was not Lin Feng's opponent, let alone the Lin guards helped him. He was extremely anxious and grabbed his heart. "Dog slave" Lin Feng smiled sinisterly, and his force immediately attached to his toes, and a bang hit Han Xiaoming's intercourse, and his two ribs were broken at the same time.
"Come on, take this person down for me," Lin Feng shouted, and immediately ran to the two Lin family guards as he shouted.
"Hold him down" Lin Feng glanced at Han Xiaoming who was pressed to the ground and was unwilling to roar, and sneered: "I am the only dog slave, what can I do to me?"
"Lin Wan" Han Xiaoming shouted, his body was pressed tightly by the guards, unable to move at all, and his forehead hit the ground desperately, completely ignoring his already bloody face.
"Brother Ming, I won't make it difficult for you..." Miao Linwan sobbed in a low voice, her delicate body trembled, and her dispersed eyes instantly condensed. She looked at Han Xiaoming who had smashed her forehead with a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes, and bit her tongue hard and died immediately.
"Lin Wan" Han Xiaoming lost his voice in silence, and forgot to cry for a moment. Miao Linwan died, and his world collapsed... "Not energetic" Lin Feng lifted his pants and threw Miao Linwan's corpse in front of Han Xiaoming, chuckled, "I thought I could have a few more fun, but I didn't expect to die so soon."
"Die" Lin Feng laughed wildly. "Lin Feng, dare you" a loud shout in the distance like thunder thunder. Black streaming light shot towards him with the explosion.
The blood splashed half of his arm was thrown high, and Lin Feng looked at Han Xiaoming in fear and saw the figure standing beside Han Xiaoming. The person came, it was Lin Luo who was flickering in Lin Luo's eyes. His eyes swept across the entire courtyard coldly. Miao Linwan's naked body and Han Xiaoming with all his limbs were completely presented to the bottom of his eyes.
Lin Luo felt anger in his heart soaring into the sky spirit cover, and a trace of blue smoke came out from his head.
"Ah" Lin Luo roared and said, "Lin Feng, I want you to die and die for me." Wu Chen seemed to feel Lin Luo's irritability that was so angry that he smoked his orifices. A strange blood light suddenly lit up on his sword. Lin Luo was so calm that he became completely emotional, and Wu Chen slashed Lin Feng's head on the neck.
"Rebellious son, stop" a figure rushed over and dragged Lin Feng behind him. Seeing that the person was Lin Minghao, Lin Feng was happy and even said respectfully: "Uncle" and "Get out." Lin Feng's low voice was obscure and cold. Even Lin Minghao, who had reached the first-level martial artist, couldn't help but feel cold after hearing this.
"Death" Lin Minghao shouted loudly, and at the same time his right arm turned into a tiger's claw and was sucked towards Lin Luo's heart, trying to take Lin Luo's life. "Good" Lin Luo laughed in anger. The blood light on Wuchen's sword was wrapped like silk threads, and a dark and cold light suddenly shot out.
A trace of cold light exploded on Lin Minghao's tiger claws. "This guy is so powerful." Lin Minghao looked at his right hand that was blown into bloody by the violent force. Lin Luo sneered. Taking advantage of the moment Lin Minghao was lost, Wu Chen suddenly screamed and stabbed Lin Minghao's heart with a sword in the air.
"So fast" Lin Minghao was panicked. It was too late to avoid it now. He secretly hated Lin Feng to drag him into the water. If no one saves him, he will die under Lin Luo's sword.
"Death" Lin Luo was already angry with hatred and took action without mercy.
"Crime Default" The third elder's angrily shouted from a distance. Suddenly, a slam in front of Lin Minghao condensed a piece of ice wall one meter thick. Hong Wuchen hit the ice wall and the attack was immediately blocked. Lin Minghao took advantage of the several breaths when Wuchen broke through the ice wall and hid aside with Lin Feng, waiting for the third elder to arrive. A slammed ice arrow flew through Lin Luo's ears.
"No--" Lin Luo couldn't react in time. The ice arrow had already penetrated Han Xiaoming's eyebrows and stirred his brain into a paste. "Everything was caused by him, and he could not escape the blame for his death." The third elder flashed to Lin Minghao and looked at Lin Luo with a sneer.
"Lin Mingwu, you damn old man, I'll kill you."
At this moment, Lin Luo completely ran away, "My evil deed, can you, an ant insult me at will? The third elder Lin Mingwu was completely angry by Lin Luo's words, the dead bitch, and his face turned red with anger. As his anger increased, the temperature of the entire backyard dropped sharply. After only a few breathing times, the flowers and plants in the backyard began to frost. At the same time, the two maids under Lin Feng fainted from the cold.
"The mysterious martial arts of the ordinary level - the overlord's return to the horse's spear" the third elder suddenly exhaled a condensed crystal clear white aura from his mouth.
The light white air immediately freezes when it comes into contact with the air, and a blue spear formed in an instant, and with a bang, it shot straight towards Lin Luo.
As the blue spear flew, the marble slab under it was covered with countless small ice crystal particles in an instant. Lin Luo's face looked ferocious, and blood light slowly flowed from his eyes. "You must die under my overlord's return gun." The third elder Lin Mingwu looked at Lin Luo coldly, and finally could kill the traitor he thought of as Lin's family, and a burst of pleasure could not help but pass through his heart.
The blood-colored martial soul of the "old man" in Lin Luo's dantian suddenly shone brightly, and it seeped out of the body through Lin Luo's flesh and bones, and then formed several colorful streams of light that wrapped around the whole body.
"Ah" The several colorful streams seemed to be the blood in Lin Luo's body. The extreme dizziness made Lin Luo roar. At the same time, the blue spear, which was the overlord's rebang from the third elder's mouth, touched the colorful streams around Lin Luo, and suddenly rebounded and flew backwards when it touched the colorful streams around Lin Luo's body.
Boom, the Overlord's return gun flew between the third elder's ribs and hit the three exquisite wooden pavilions behind him, and suddenly exploded. The precious wood turned into ashes in several breaths. "How could it be possible?" The Third Elder Lin Mingwu's face turned pale. Even if the Overlord's return gun he used was aimed at the wooden pavilions, it would not be possible to blow it into ashes in just a few breaths. However, Lin Luo's reflexive Overlord's return gun did it.
This fact was simply unbelievable to him. He could not even reach the level 17 martial artist. Lin Luo had just entered the realm of martial artists and had not even understood the inheritance of martial souls. How could he do it? "Is it the colorful stream of light that entangled his whole body?" Lin Mingwu could not imagine what kind of power this ribbon had?
"Death" endured the suffocating dizziness. Lin Luo only felt that his whole body was extremely strong, and his depressed touch almost made him collapse. The half-moon-shaped black sword light mixed with blood-red belt suddenly pounced on Lin Mingwu.
"I dare to show my eyes in front of people just by tricks." Although Lin Mingwu was shocked by Lin Luo's terrifying explosive power, the absolute level boundary between the sixth level still gave him strong enough confidence. His fingers flew, and several giant ice cubes fell from the sky, and immediately frozen the black sword light in the air. One of the giant ice cubes suddenly exploded, shooting hundreds of ice chips.
"Drink" Lin Luo shouted angrily, and the colorful streamer on his body circled suddenly. The stone slabs under his feet melted like wax blocks. At the same time, all the ice chips that burst at him were vaporized in mid-air. He raised his right arm, and the colorful streamer wrapped around it looked like an extended claw, exploring towards the black sword light frozen in the giant ice.
Slowly as Lin Luo pulled, the two colorful streams of light instantly condensed.
"Hey" Lin Luo gritted his teeth, and the muscles on his arms tightened suddenly, and the black sword light turned into a stream of light and slashed towards Lin Mingwu. The air on both sides of the sword light actually ignited like firewood. Suddenly, the sword light fell down like a flowing dragon.
With a loud bang, thick dust filled the place where Lin Mingwu stood. The dust dissipated, and Lin Mingwu was half kneeling on the ground in a mess, half of his left ear was broken, and half of the ice wall stood beside him.
"I won't surround you, you bastard." Lin Mingwu's cannibalistic eyes stared at Lin Luo's distorted little face. At the same time, his whole body began to melt, and he sang the verses in his mouth, "All the martial arts of the ground level are frozen for thousands of miles." The entire backyard was completely frozen along the stone slab under Lin Mingwu's feet.
As the name suggests, this is an ice-based martial art. Such a large-scale seal can only be done by the Lin family’s inherited martial arts, which can be frozen for thousands of miles.