After Lin Yi'an's words reached his ears, this made Jia Longxuan unbearable anymore.

Doesn't the meaning of saying that he has a lot of personality mean that he will die very quickly? Doesn't this kid in front of him see the situation clearly? At this time, kneeling and begging for mercy is the most correct choice!

Jia Longxuan's steps stepped out, and the momentum of refining the seventh layer suddenly exploded, and instantly appeared in front of Lin Yi'an.

A punch slammed into Lin Yi'an's shoulder, and the series of movements was very smooth and fast.

Ding Wangyun on the side looked indifferent, Lin Yi'an, a waste who didn't even have momentum, would not be Jia Longxuan's opponent at all, he just needed to stop Xu Nansheng and the others.

It's just that his brows are furrowed tightly, and he feels that the atmosphere is a little weird, and it stands to reason that a bitter drama is going to be staged at this time.

Shouldn't Xu Nansheng and the others, as Lin Yi'an's family, stand up regardless of their own lives? But right now, these people stood in place without the slightest intention of making a move, but instead had a smile on their faces, what kind of plane are they going to do?

Jia Longxuan didn't want Lin Yi'an's life either, he didn't want Lin Yi'an's life, he didn't want to leave his hand in this punch, but if ordinary people took this punch, they should end up with a serious injury.

When he thought he was going to hit Lin Yi'an's shoulder, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the kid in front of him disappeared from his sight?

When he wanted to turn his head and scan around, he recaptured Lin Yi'an's figure.

"Smack!"

Lin Yi'an suddenly appeared on Jia Longxuan's left side, and with a flick of his palm, he slapped directly on the other party's left cheek.

Seeing that Jia Longxuan didn't show his killing intent just now, Lin Yi'an didn't kill him, otherwise he could have slapped Jia Longxuan's head directly.

But even if his subordinates are merciful.

After Jia Longxuan suffered this slap, blood marks appeared on the skin of his left cheek, the left half of his face was completely swollen, and all the teeth on his left side fell out, and he kept spitting out from his mouth, and he was directly stunned by this slap.

This script is not right! This script is very wrong! It is completely different from what Jia Longxuan had expected in his heart before.

After Ding Wangyun saw this scene, after all, he was a master in the early stage of Qi Forging, and his reaction ability was still quite fast, just now Lin Yi'an just moved at will, and the speed he exerted was only about ten layers of refining at most.

This made Ding Wangyun's body jump in the air without hesitation, and he didn't care to think about why an abandoned son would have such a cultivation?

Ding Wangyun, who jumped high, was full of energy, his body was hunting in clothes, his right hand turned into a tiger's claw, and the sharp light flashed on it, like a fierce tiger from the mountain to the prey below, fierce and domineering!

Jia Longxuan came back to his senses a little, and when he wanted to open his mouth to cheer for the Great Elder, he would say a few cruel words by the way.

I saw Lin Yi'an's right palm flicked towards Ding Wangyun in mid-air, and a slap formed by the source qi suddenly slapped towards the other party.

Ding Wangyun, who pounced down, wanted to turn the direction to dodge, but unfortunately the speed of this source qi slap was too fast.

"Smack!"

The source qi formed a slap on Ding Wangyun's right cheek, and the momentum on his body disappeared in an instant, and the tiger could be said to have become a dead tiger.

"Bang!"

Ding Wangyun was fanned out, and his body smashed a wooden chair to pieces, and at the same time, his right cheek was dripping with blood, and Jia Longxuan, his right half of his teeth were completely lost.

Jia Longxuan looked at the Great Elder who fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but swallow a few saliva in his throat, this person who could slap a Grandmaster in the early stage of Qi Forging was really the abandoned son of the Lin family in the Imperial City?

Ding Wangyun felt the pain on his right cheek, thinking back to the slap formed by the source qi just now, he speculated that even a strong person in the middle stage of forging qi would not be able to dodge, this time it was completely kicked on the iron plate, no wonder Xu Nansheng and the others had been watching the play indifferently!

It turns out that in the eyes of these people, he and Jia Longxuan are monkeys who have been played! I kept thinking about how to resolve the current situation, at least to ensure that I and Jia Longxuan survived!

It's just that when Ding Wangyun wanted to speak, Lin Yi'an's two eyebrows were tightly twisted, and Ding Wangyun was so frightened that he immediately stopped talking.

Lin Yi'an didn't wrinkle his eyebrows because of Ding Wangyun and Jia Longxuan, he suddenly felt that the Quartet Emperor Yan in the dantian had inexplicably become eager to try.

Flip your palm.

Three grains of rice-sized golden square emperor flame suddenly emerged from his palm.

Because the speed of the Sifang Emperor Yan was too violent, Lin Yi'an didn't control the temperature at first.

A moment.

The temperature in the wooden house rose rapidly, and Xu Nansheng, Ding Wangyun and the others suddenly changed their faces.

Fortunately, it only lasted for two seconds, and Lin Yi'an suppressed the temperature of the Sifang Emperor Yan at the fastest speed.

Feeling the restless Quartet Emperor Yan in his palm, Lin Yi'an opened the window of the wooden house and looked at the sea in the distance, according to the feedback from the Sifang Emperor Yan in his palm, there should be something on the bottom of the sea in the distance that is attracting it.

It's been a while since I came to Death Island, and the Quartet Emperor Yan didn't react at all just now, could it be that the thing that attracted the Quartet Emperor Yan also came out of the bottom of the sea not long ago?

Ding Wangyun, who fell to the ground, saw the Sifang Emperor Yan in Lin Yi'an's hand, which was only the size of three grains of rice, his face was full of fear, just now he had personally experienced the temperature of this flame, could it be that this is the natal spiritual fire recorded in ancient books?

This is a kind of flame that can only be lit by a strong person above the Forging Qi Realm, and not every strong person above the Forging Qi Realm can light it.

After all, Jia Longxuan is the young master of the Three Holy Temples, although his cultivation talent is not too much of a genius, but he has also read a lot of ancient books since he was a child, and he also has this kind of speculation in his heart, if this is really the natal spiritual fire, then doesn't it mean that Lin Yi'an's cultivation is above the forging qi?

A moment.

Jia Longxuan suddenly thought of someone.

A person who has been rumored to be in the ancient martial arts world for some time, Lin Huanyu.

It just so happens that Lin Yi'an is also surnamed Lin, and it is very likely that he is a cultivator above the Qi Forging Realm, will there be such a coincidence in this world? Although it is rumored that Lin Huanyu is an old man, no one has ever seen Lin Huanyu's true face.

Jia Longxuan's body trembled a little, and suddenly he felt very cold, and he couldn't control the cold, and stammered and asked, "You, are you Lin, Lin Huanyu, Senior Lin?"

Lin Yi'an, who was staring at the sea in the distance, turned his head to look at Jia Longxuan, he didn't need to deny his other identity, however, he didn't answer, just glanced at Jia Longxuan indifferently.

From Lin Yi'an's expression, Jia Longxuan could judge that his guess should be right, and he was almost scared to squirt out of his urine.

Now I don't care about face or anything, I scolded Li Mengwei in my heart for that cheap woman, this is the legendary Lin Huanyu predecessor in the ancient martial arts world!

Without hesitation, he knelt down, "Bang, bang, bang!" and kowtowed, Jia Longxuan didn't want to die! He was about to cry, begging for mercy: "Senior, spare your life!"

"Senior Lin, spare your life!"