Lin Yiran simply confronted He Zijin, and he could feel that He Zijin was inferior to himself in terms of strength.

After fighting with Lin Yiran for more than a dozen rounds, He Zijin saw Lin Yiran's thoughts, summoned the flying sword behind his back, and while controlling the flying sword attack, he relied on his good speed to dodge the opponent's attack.

With the interference of the flying sword, Lin Yiran couldn't attack He Zijin in close quarters, so he simply sacrificed the Demon Slayer Sword and confronted He Zijin.

When He Zijin saw the Demon Slayer Sword, he froze slightly, feeling that this sword was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember whose sword it was.

"He Zijin, surrender. Lin Yiran said in a deep voice, after fighting with He Zijin Imperial Sword for more than thirty rounds, he had gained a slight upper hand.

"If you want to be beautiful, if you want me to surrender, just knock me down!" He Zijin's face changed slightly, but he didn't panic, because he only needed to drag the other party back, and after Senior Brother Luo came, the victory would belong to their side.

"Stubborn. Lin Yiran sighed, glanced at the others on the battlefield out of the corner of his eye, and found that Yi Yongyuan and Chu Qingyun were fighting the enemy on an equal footing, each with some minor injuries.

And the situation on Zhang Da's side was a little worse, the disciple of Feiyu Pavilion always picked soft persimmons and pinched them, and Zhang Da was injured, and he couldn't put enough pressure on the other party, causing the two disciples of Cangling Pavilion to be covered with many scars.

Seeing this situation, Lin Yiran stepped up his offensive and wanted to subdue He Zijin in a short time. He didn't dare to use the Red Wind Palm, because it was difficult to control the power, and if the power was too fierce, He Zijin might either die or be disabled.

After more than 20 rounds, He Zijin had seven or eight sword wounds on his body, but they were all minor injuries. Look at 'Mao's line, Chinese, and net

"Who are you, and why do you want to keep your hands on me? After seeing that the other party could seriously injure himself a few times, but had reservations, He Zijin realized that the other party did not want to kill him.

He didn't understand that he had tried his best to shoot, but the other party still hadn't killed him, and the most important thing was that he didn't know the middle-aged man opposite.

Lin Yiran glanced at Zhang Da's side and found that the three of them had gradually retreated, and they would be defeated soon, so he could only shake his head and sigh lightly, and took off his mask.

He hoped that He Zijin could look at his face and stop, otherwise with his unfinished attacking method, he didn't know how long it would take to subdue He Zijin.

"Are you Lin Yiran?!" He Zijin stopped and looked at Lin Yiran blankly, his mood became extremely complicated.

When he heard that Lin Yiran was wanted for killing Feng Xinglan on Broken Dragon Island, he was very worried about Lin Yiran, and even thought of running out of Broken Dragon Island to report to Lin Yiran. It's just that considering the honor of the family, and because the Flying Feather Pavilion has rules, the new disciples can't leave the island for less than a year, and they can only give up in the end.

But in his heart, he desperately hoped that Lin Yiran would be safe and sound. Even after knowing that Lin Yiran was rewarded by the Bounty Guild, he was still constantly inquiring about news related to Lin Yiran, and when he learned that Lin Yiran was finally safe and sound, he was secretly happy for several days.

He had fantasized about encountering Lin Yiran in many ways, but he didn't expect to meet in such a way in the end.

Although they only have two sides, the flying sword he is using now is made of materials that Lin Yiran obtained for him to gamble on stones, and from a certain point of view, Lin Yiran has also given him some favors. Moreover, he, like Lin Yiran, is also a person who values affection.

But love and righteousness are love, if he stops now, if the pavilion master Feng Yangcheng knows, he will definitely be punished, and maybe it will affect his family.

He carried the hopes of the family and entered the Flying Feather Pavilion, if he was expelled from the Flying Feather Pavilion because of this, it would be tantamount to disgrace to the family. Moreover, if Fei Yu Pavilion found an excuse to be angry with his own family, the result would be something he would never dare to imagine.

Thinking of this, He Zijin shook his head with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, for the sake of the family, I can't stop." ”

Lin Yiran paused for a moment, then understood He Zijin's concerns, nodded heavily, and said, "Since this is the case, I will no longer keep my hand." ”

Lin Yiran had already noticed that one of the two disciples of the Cangling Pavilion had been seriously injured, and if it dragged on any longer, Zhang Da and the other disciples would die at the hands of the enemy.

Now he has shown his true identity to He Zijin, but the other party still refuses to give up, and now he can't be blamed for seriously injuring him.

"Come on, let me show you your strength!" He Zijin laughed, controlling the flying sword to stab at Lin Yiran, the tricks were still ruthless, but his laughter was full of helplessness. Two people who should be good friends are going to fight each other at the moment.

Lin Yiran also laughed, and used the shapeshifting to the extreme, quickly came behind He Zijin, and slapped his palm to the back of his heart.

He Zijin's attention was still on the flying sword at this time, and with the sword wound on his body, his movements became a little sluggish.

Seeing that his palm was about to slap He Zijin's body, he suddenly felt a flying sword stabbing towards his side, about to block between himself and He Zijin.

Seeing this, Lin Yiran could only hurriedly dodge to the other side and gave up his attack on He Zijin.

"It's good that it's not too late!"

At this moment, a loud man's voice came from behind.

Lin Yiran looked in the direction where the voice came from, and a man in black was slowly walking towards him. He frowned slightly, and then probed the other party's spiritual realm, and found that the other party was also a master in the middle of the Hanging Realm, and his face couldn't help but become ugly.

Originally, their side had the upper hand in this situation, but now that the other party had this man in black, the situation suddenly reversed.

"Senior Brother Luo!" He Zijin saw that the rescuers were coming, but his face did not show a trace of joy.

"Senior Brother He, are you okay?" The man in black smiled and patted He Zijin's shoulder, not noticing that something was wrong with the other party.

"It's okay, it's good that you arrived in time. Said so, but there was no trace of joy in He Zijin's tone.

"It's okay. The man in black laughed, then looked at Lin Yiran, his eyes showed a hint of joy, and sighed: "Who do I think it is, it is Lin Yiran." Although the Pavilion Master said that he couldn't take the initiative to attack you, if it was legitimate defense, and then you died at our hands, the Pavilion Master should not blame us. ”

"Hmph, it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" Lin Yiran sneered and clenched the jade bottle in his hand.