When Ning Hentian and Kunai heard Nan Li's words, their faces darkened.
Since ancient times, good and evil have not coexisted, and there have naturally been many conflicts between the seven immortal sects and the Nanming Sect.
After the invasion of the demons, the strength of the righteous path was greatly weakened, which led to the Nanming Sect's series of evil cults becoming more and more rampant.
Many disciples of the Seven Immortal Sects encountered accidents when they went out for training, and the Nanming Sect was one of them.
Lin Mingyuan remained calm. Since he had been discovered, there was no need to hide anymore.
The other party is coming menacingly, and it is obvious that they want to use themselves to establish their authority.
Lin Mingyuan and the others walked out of the jungle and came to the crowd.
"He is truly a disciple of the Seven Immortal Sects!"
The monks gathered at the edge of the swamp felt their presence, and each had their own evil intentions in their hearts.
Logically speaking, when encountering the evil cultivators of the Nanming Sect in the outside world, everyone would unite to fight against them, but in the eyes of the demon, it was different.
The monks looked at Lin Mingyuan and his party with caution, not intending to help at all.
The disciples of the seven immortal sects are highly skilled. If Lin Mingyuan and the four of them intervene, their chances of obtaining the treasure inheritance will be even slimmer.
At this time, it would be a good choice to use Nan Li's help to get rid of the four people.
"Humph, a bunch of rats!"
Ning Hentian naturally noticed everyone's mentality and scolded them in a low voice.
"Hey, there is another beauty?"
Nan Li's eyes lit up and he approached the four people without hesitation.
He exuded a disgusting aura, and Lin Mingyuan could feel it. Nanli's spiritual power was very mixed, probably because he had absorbed the cultivation of too many people.
"Lin Mingyuan, let's go."
Qing Ling lay on Lin Mingyuan's back and whispered.
If it were before, Qing Ling's temperament would never easily let go of someone who made slanderous remarks about her, but her injuries have not recovered yet, and she is only a burden to the three of them at this time.
If they really take action, Lin Mingyuan and others will suffer a lot.
"rest assured."
Lin Mingyuan nodded slightly to Qing Ling, telling her not to worry.
Ning Hentian helped Qing Ling to a tree, then looked warily at Nan Li who was close by, holding the jade token in his hand.
"Do you, fellow Daoist Nan, want to cause trouble for me here?"
Nan Li narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Hentian.
"I recognize you, the new genius of Powang Immortal Palace, Ning Hentian."
"And you, the monk of Foyin Temple, you two are on my Nanming Sect's hunting list."
He finally set his sights on Lin Mingyuan.
"Lin Mingyuan, this name sounds familiar."
He pretended to think for a moment, then suddenly showed a strange smile.
"It turns out it's you, that good-for-nothing son of Lin Shanhe, hahaha!"
"So you're not dead, and you actually dare to enter the Demon Eye. Are you hugging two thighs?"
Nan Li's voice was very harsh, and the monks present could hear it clearly.
Everyone looked at Lin Mingyuan in surprise. Of course they knew about Lin Shanhe, the peerless genius back then, and they also knew about Lin Mingyuan's existence.
I heard that he had been reduced to a useless person, but I didn't expect that he would appear in the eyes of the devil today.
"Boy, you don't want to snatch that key too, do you?"
Nan Li had a very exaggerated expression on his face, and his words were full of ridicule.
"You are just like your father who overestimates your abilities. What a peerless swordsman, a generation of genius, but in the end you will die in the hands of my devil, hahaha!"
Lin Mingyuan watched his performance indifferently, the mocking looks around him not affecting him at all.
"Get out of the way."
Lin Mingyuan just said two words lightly.
"ah?"
Nan Li showed a surprised expression, and then laughed crazily.
He leaned closer and put his hands on his ears dramatically.
"Did I hear you correctly? Can you say it again?"
Lin Mingyuan smiled slightly and took a step forward.
The next moment, a loud sound spread throughout the swamp.
Nan Li's face was filled with burning pain, and he looked at Lin Mingyuan in disbelief.
"Do you hear me clearly now?"
"Get out of the way!"
Not only Ning Hentian and Kunai, but also the other monks in the swamp were stunned.
I thought that Lin Mingyuan had been silent all this time and was a complete coward. Unexpectedly, he came up and slapped him without saying a word, without any nonsense.
"How dare you hit me!"
Nan Li obviously did not expect Lin Mingyuan to act so decisively. When he felt the gazes of the monks around him, his face was ashen and he exuded a violent aura.
"Death! You deserve to die!"
He was extremely angry and was slapped in the face by a monk whom he regarded as food. This had never happened to Nan Li.
In the past, when I met upright disciples, they would kneel down and beg for mercy, only to have their essence sucked out by me in the end. How had I ever suffered such a loss?
"Nanming Ghost Claw!"
Nan Li roared angrily, and deep in the palm of his sleeve, the skin turned dark gray.
He suddenly grabbed Lin Mingyuan's head with his claw, bringing out a fishy smell.
He wanted to kill Lin Mingyuan in one move and save the face he had just lost!
Lin Mingyuan was unmoved and summoned the green sword from his dantian.
Since the Gengjin sword body transformed the Dantian, the purple and green swords have become more and more skillful under the warmth and nourishment. Now the Taiyi Light Splitting Sword Lin Mingyuan can exert nearly 100% of its power.
When Nan Li saw Lin Mingyuan opening his spiritual shield, he was not surprised but overjoyed.
It seems like he is an idiot again. The Nanming Sect's Ghost Claw is most famous for dissolving the body-protecting aura of the monks.
I don’t know how many people died under this move, but I overestimated him!
Nan Li did not hesitate, and collided with Lin Mingyuan's sword with one claw. The ghostly aura spread in his hand, and he couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart.
Seeing this scene, the monks who were watching shook their heads and sighed.
It seems that the disciples of the Seven Immortal Sects are nothing more than this. They don't even know the special skills of the Nanming Sect. They are simply asking for death.
In their hearts, they have decided to draw a clear line with Lin Mingyuan and the other four. Although they are all decent monks, they all understand that they can fly separately when disaster strikes. No one wants to face the evil star Nanli in the eyes of the demon.
Ning Hentian and Kunai were anxious and wanted to step forward to help, but were stopped by Qing Ling.
"Believe him."
Qing Ling just said three words lightly. Ning Hentian and Kunai looked at each other, and could only temporarily suppress their tempers and watch the battle ahead nervously, ready to step forward to help at any time.
The time for half a stick of incense has passed.
The first confrontation between Lin Mingyuan and Nan Li was not over yet, and the two seemed to be in a stalemate.
From the perspective of others, Nan Li cut into Lin Mingyuan's body-protecting sword very easily, fearing that he would tear through his defense in the next second and turn Lin Mingyuan into his own nourishment.
But what is surprising is that this scene did not appear for a long time. Nanli was stagnant in place, looking more like he was being controlled by Lin Mingyuan.
Of course, Nan Li also noticed that something was wrong. If an ordinary monk was corroded by ghost claws, his spiritual energy would have been dispersed long ago, and then he would be swallowed up by himself.
However, Lin Mingyuan's body-protecting sword was extremely tough and tightly clamped his ghost claws.
The ghost gas in the palm penetrates into the golden sword, just like encountering natural enemies, and it is instantly disintegrated.
"What is this exercise ??"
Nan Li shouted and shouted, and he had to break away from the ghost hand. How could he think that at this time, he had trapped the feet and was fixed by Lin Mingyuan.