"Junior brother, leave quickly! Don't come over!" A huge sound came.
"This is the voice of Second Senior Brother." Ling Lin's body suddenly paused as he was flying rapidly, and then his speed became even faster. In just a few words, he could hear Liu Yunfeng's sense of powerlessness and eagerness. The kind that he would rather get hurt.
Not wanting to involve his feelings made Ling Lin's heart tighten.
At this time, Yun Ling'er seemed to feel something, her eyes were a little red, and she choked and said: "Junior brother, don't go. There are four of them, and they are all more powerful than senior brother and the others."
She tried her best to send her out, but her master was not there and her mind was blank. She had to find her junior brother who had the highest level of cultivation among the people. Now she heard Liu Yunfeng's loud roar and she suddenly woke up. The opponent was so strong, how could the junior brother go there?
Wouldn't it be just a waste of time to get in?
"As long as they haven't reached the Purple Mansion Realm yet." Ling Lin looked forward and murmured.
"Junior brother, what did you say?" Yun Ling'er seemed to hear the word "Zifu" in a trance, and couldn't help but look at Ling Lin strangely.
At this moment, Liu Yunfeng's roar suddenly stopped. Ling Lin's heart suddenly jumped, and before he had time to think about it, his body reached its limit, and a faint shadow jumped in the air. Now Yun Ling'er no longer needs to guide the way, feel
Looking at the place where the sound came from, Ling Lin quickly approached.
"Boom!" The powerful air flow blew the surrounding leaves back, and Ling Lin arrived with Yun Ling'er without any concealment.
"Pop!"
When Ling Lin landed, there was a sudden sound of applause. Ling Lin turned around and saw a young man in white standing in the distance with a smile.
"Junior brother, let's go quickly!" Not far away, Zhou Dalong's voice suddenly sounded.
On one side of Ling Lin's body, he saw Zhou Dalong and Liu Yunfeng, who was lying unconscious on the ground. His anger was ignited, and a hint of fierceness gradually crept into his eyes. Zhou Dalong's tall body had many scars, and at this time, he was being beaten to death by a young man.
He was pinned to the ground, unable to move, while Liu Yunfeng lay motionless on the ground, with blood stains on his body. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall in his chest, he would have thought it was a dead body.
"You are looking for death!" Ling Lin said word for word, his voice chilling to the bone.
"Haha, do you know who I am?" The voice of the young man in white gradually became colder, and then he said word by word: "I shout, step, fly, and rise!"
"Bu Feiyang? You are Bu Hong's brother!" Ling Lin finally knew who the young man in front of him was. The somewhat forgotten name gradually emerged again. He didn't go looking for him, but he came to his door by himself.
"Haha, do you remember?" Bu Feiyang clapped his hands and said: "Don't worry about these losers, watch this kid for me, don't let him run away, I also want him to try the feeling of having his consciousness destroyed.
!”
Four figures surrounded Ling Lin.
The Sea of Wasted Consciousness! Zhou Dalong’s heart skipped a beat, these four people were really coming for his junior brother! Looking at the junior brother who was surrounded, Zhou Dalong was filled with regret and self-blame. If it wasn’t for himself and others, the junior brother wouldn’t have
The meeting is coming. Thinking of the fate of his junior brother when they caught him, Zhou Dalong said sadly: "My junior brother is the disciple that Master cares about most, aren't you afraid of the fate?!"
"The end, what end? So what if that old guy Yun Mingzi comes to ask for justice! I'm afraid you don't know Senior Brother Bu's master, right? Not to mention one Yun Mingzi, even ten Yun Mingzi will not be the same in front of Senior Brother Bu.
You have to be good!" A young man said with an arrogant expression, but there was no respect at all in his words, and he shouted like an old guy.
"Could it be?" Zhou Dalong seemed to have thought of something and stopped talking, just smiling miserably.
"Have you finished speaking?" Ling Lin looked at the young man who had just finished speaking indifferently.
"Boy, you are so noisy when you are about to die..." Before the word "Zhang" came out of his mouth, suddenly the young man felt his eyes go dark, and a ghostly figure came to him like lightning. There was a heart-breaking pain in his chest, and then the whole body
The body was thrown away by a strong force, and dazzling bright red was flying in the sky.
"You can lie down now that you're done."
Ling Lin slowly retracted his fist with a cold expression, not even looking at the young man who was knocked away by his punch. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward. Ling Lin said coldly: "Who is next?"
Bu Feiyang's eyes shrank and he said secretly: "This kid is really evil." He was also in the middle stage of Xiantian, but the young man was not the enemy of Ling Lin. Glancing at the two junior brothers he brought not far away, Bu Feiyang knew that now
If he doesn't take action, these two guys will probably lose the courage to take action.
"Fight!" Bu Feiyang dodged and hit Ling Lin in the back. Before the punch came, a fierce force hit Ling Lin's back. A trace of disdain curled up at the corner of his mouth. Ling Lin's figure twisted like a ghost, and a
The slender legs swooped out from a tricky angle like poisonous snakes, biting towards Bu Feiyang.
"Bump." Bu Feiyang felt a strong force coming from his arm like a tide, and he immediately took a few steps back. Ling Lin, on the other hand, only shook his shoulders slightly.
This guy is so strong!
The remaining two young men stared at this scene with their mouths open. They knew that Bu Feiyang was a genuine innate late-stage master, but he couldn't get any favors from Ling Lin, and he was at a disadvantage like this.
"Pop!"
Bu Feiyang, who was knocked back by Ling Lin's kick, was not shocked or panicked. He clapped his hands and looked calm. Instead, he seemed to have the upper hand in the confrontation just now.
"Amazing, with extraordinary talent and amazing strength. If you are given a few decades, Tianxuan Peak may really be able to regain its glory." Bu Feiyang looked at Ling Lin with admiration, but then he spoke.
Turn: "But you don't have these decades. I will destroy your sea of consciousness today!"
With a flash of red light, a crimson sword appeared in Bu Feiyang's hand.
"Red Sun Sword. The top treasure!" Bu Feiyang looked at the crimson sword in his hand and murmured. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Ling Lin and said ferociously: "Didn't you practice the "Gang Ling Jue"?
?Let’s see which one is harder, your body or my Chiyang Sword!”
After saying that, Bu Feiyang drew the spell in his hand, and the Red Sun Sword immediately tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and stabbed towards Ling Lin.
Suddenly feeling nothing, Ling Lin stared blankly at the Red Sun Sword stabbing him in mid-air, and couldn't help but compare it with the Purple Blood Sword. I have to say that the appearance of the Red Sun Sword is quite good.
Surrounded by red light, it was a dazzling color. But Ling Lin always felt that compared to the Purple Blood Sword, it seemed to be missing something.
Charm!
There was no form but no spirit. Ling Lin suddenly raised his head, and a strong light burst out in his eyes. At this time, the Red Sun Sword was less than half a foot away from him. The sharp edge penetrated the sword and stabbed Ling Lin slightly.
He couldn't stop it! In an instant, Ling Lin judged that even though he had practiced "Gang Ling Jue" to the twelfth level, he still couldn't compete head-on with the top-level treasure. Besides, it still had the strongest attack power among the treasures.
sword weapon!
Sonorous!
A ball of blue light suddenly burst out in Ling Lin's hand, and then it collided with the Red Sun Sword, making a harsh friction sound.
After repelling the Chiyang Sword in one fell swoop, Bu Feiyang looked at the azure blue sword in Ling Lin's hand with some disbelief and said, "A top-grade treasure."
Innate disciples who have just started usually only have one low-grade treasure. Having a mid-grade treasure shows that they have won the favor of their master. Bu Feiyang looked at the Chiyang Sword in his hand and was slightly lost in thought. His master was senior and had great cultivation.
Shen, he naturally has a lot of good things, and he is deeply liked by him. Even so, after so many years as a beginner, he still begged him for a long time to get this Red Sun Sword. This guy got it just after he started.
A top-grade sword!
"That old guy Yun Mingzi really values you." Bu Feiyang's expression was ferocious, and the Red Sun Sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling red light, and struck at Ling Lin again.
"Even if you can't expose the killing power in your body, it will be easy to defeat you!" Ling Lin's eyes flashed with brilliance, and with a spell in his hand, the azure blue sword quickly entangled with the Red Sun Sword. Immediately afterwards, a majestic wave
The Yuan Power suddenly swept out of his body.
"Tian Luo Zhi!"
Ling Lin's slender fingertips emitted terrifying fluctuations, and in the next moment, a dark golden light beam the size of a fist tore through the air.