Hua Guolin secretly complained in his heart. Who is this masked man in black? Why did he want to kill him? He just used the armor, and a lot of mana has been consumed in his body. Moreover, the opponent also has a magical treasure in his hand. In any case, he is not his opponent. If he continues to fight, he will only die.
Seeing that there was no hope of victory, Hua Guolin had no choice but to attack with all his strength. Then he turned around and ran away. He let out a shrill whistle from his mouth, apparently calling for help.
"Whoa." The masked man in black didn't know what technique he used. He appeared above Hua Guolin's head in an instant. "Hi." The masked man in black shouted softly. He held the soul-killing hook in both hands and headed towards Hua Guolin. His head was smashed off.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Hua Guolin had no time to dodge, so he had to raise two swords to block his head.
"Boom..." There was a loud noise. Hua Guolin suddenly fell out. At that moment, Hua Guolin's two swords were smashed into pieces by the soul-killing hook. Hua Guolin himself was also injured. severe trauma.
"Bang." Hua Guolin fell heavily to the bluestone ground, making a big hole in the ground.
The fighting here finally alerted others. The sounds of flying came from all directions.
It was necessary to fight quickly. The masked man in black flew to Hua Guolin. He raised the soul-killing hook and cut off Hua Guolin's head. Even Hua Guolin's Nascent Soul and soul were destroyed. After that, the masked man in black picked up Hua Guolin's right hand and wrote a few words on the bluestone ground with blood. After doing all this, the masked man in black immediately flew away.
It didn't take long for a large group of people to appear next to Hua Guolin's body. Among this group of people were both Nascent Soul stage monks and Golden Core stage immortal cultivators.
"Ah, it's Hua Guolin, the elder of Wuji Sect." Someone exclaimed in surprise.
At this time, Zu Qianshou, the head of the Wuji Sect, also arrived at the scene. When he saw Hua Guolin's head missing, Zu Qianshou's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. Among the Wuji Sect, only Hua Guolin was interested in Zu Qianshou. Qian Shou was the most sincere and Zu Qianshou's only friend. Seeing Hua Guolin's tragic death, Zu Qianshou felt extremely sad.
"There seems to be something written on the ground next to Elder Hua, the leader..." a Wuji Sect disciple reminded from behind.
Zu Qianshou swayed and appeared next to Hua Guolin. When he lowered his head and looked down, he found a few words written in blood on the side of Hua Guolin's body. When he saw clearly what the words were, Zu Qianshou suddenly became furious. He looked up to the sky and let out a roar. Then he flew away.
Everyone gathered around Hua Guolin's body out of curiosity. They took a look at the bloody words on the ground. Everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely strange.
A total of five words were written on the ground: "Lin San of the Tianshan Sect..."
It was Lin San who killed Hua Guolin.
Everyone knew that there was a feud between Lin San and Hua Guolin. But they didn't expect that Lin San was so bold. He dared to assassinate Hua Guolin. Now the fun was great. First, a Jindan disciple died. Now Another Yuan Ying stage elder was killed. It is estimated that Zu Qianshou will definitely not give up this time.
At this time, the disciples of Wuji Sect stepped forward and collected Hua Guolin's body. However, the bloody words on the ground were not erased.
With a tacit understanding, everyone rushed towards the residence of the Tianshan Sect. They all wanted to see what kind of collision would happen between Zu Qianshou and the Tianshan Sect.
…
In a bedroom.
Lin San and Guo Lin sat across from each other. They just kept drinking tea. No one spoke.
After a while, Guo Lin finally couldn't help but speak: "Fellow Daoist Lin... well, your tea is very fragrant."
Lin San smiled slightly: "Elder Guo still likes to drink. When I leave later, I will give you some."
"Then why are you embarrassed..." Guo Lin laughed.
"It's nothing more than a few kilograms of tea leaves. Elder Guo doesn't have to refuse." Lin San said as he took out a box of tea leaves from his storage bag and handed it to Guo Lin.
"Thank you, Taoist friend Lin." Guo Lin thanked him as he finished the tea leaves.
Lin San waved his hand: "Elder Guo, you don't have to be polite."
Next, Guo Lin said some innocuous words. Lin San also responded with a smile.
Finally, after a long tug-of-war, Guo Lin finally revealed his true purpose: "That, Fellow Daoist Lin, that lightning-inducing technique, you..." Seeing Lin San frowning, Guo Lin hurriedly said: " Fellow Daoist Lin, please don’t get me wrong. I’m not coveting your lightning-drawing skills. I just want to have a discussion with you.”
"What discussion?" Lin San asked doubtfully.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, you also know the current situation. The strength of the Ghost Cultivator Sect is far greater than ours. If we really fight, we will definitely suffer countless casualties... I want Friend Daoist Lin to teach everyone how to draw lightning. This will be effective. To fight against the Ghost Cultivator Sect. Of course, we don’t want Fellow Daoist Lin to teach us all the lightning-inducing techniques. Just teach us a little bit. Also, we won’t learn the lightning-inducing techniques in vain..." Guo Lin said, considering his words. .
"Alas..." Lin San sighed slightly: "Why don't you believe what I say? The reason why I can successfully practice the art of attracting lightning is a complete accident. It is also good luck. There is no special training method at all. .”
Guo Lin frowned: "But for thousands of years, many people have not been able to practice the art of drawing lightning..."
Before Guo Lin could finish speaking, Lin San interjected: "To be honest, I don't know why I was able to practice the art of attracting lightning. At that time, I saw the secret book of the art of attracting lightning for the first time. I just opened it out of curiosity and read it. Once. Unexpectedly, I had some insights in my heart. Later, I even practiced the art of attracting thunder... I also mentioned this matter to Senior Ouyang. Senior Ouyang said that I might have a good understanding of how to attract thunder. There is also fate in the art. That’s why I can practice the art of drawing lightning by chance.”
Hearing that Lin San had moved his ancestor Ouyang Xue out, Guo Lin didn't know what to say. He exchanged a few words and wanted to get up and leave.
"Boom." A loud noise suddenly came from outside.
Guo Lin and Lin San were stunned. What happened?
"Lin San, come out here." A man yelled.
"It's Zu Qianshou." Guo Lin frowned: "What is this Zu Qianshou doing?"
"We'll find out if we go out and see." Lin San said, stretched out his hand to open the door and walked out.
Guo Lin hurriedly followed. But as soon as he walked out of the door, he felt a huge force coming towards him. Unprepared, he was immediately ejected. "Bang." Guo Lin finally stood firm after collapsing a wall. A trace of anger flashed across his body. Who was attacking him? Guo Lin looked up and was stunned. In the middle of the yard, Lin Sanzheng and Zu Qianshou were fighting fiercely. The nearby houses were smashed into pieces. crumbs.
Zu Qianshou's eyes were red at this moment. He was like a mad lion. He held the Nine Dragon Sword with both hands and kept slashing at Lin three times.