"I've done my best, you can just watch it!" shook his head helplessly and retreated out of the crowd. See. Wool, Chinese net

"I'll give you one more chance. Feng Yangcheng frowned, his face was very gloomy, and he pointed to the more than twenty Feiyu Pavilion disciples behind him, as well as the dozen or so disciples in the cave, "Look at it, can you deal with these people?"

As early as when they spoke, Lin Yiran had already probed the strength of these disciples of the Flying Feather Pavilion.

Although these disciples did not represent the strongest strength of the Flying Feather Pavilion, there were four masters in the middle stage of the Hanging Realm, ten masters in the early stage of the Hanging Realm, and the others were all below the strength of the early stage of the Hanging Realm.

This is not counting Feng Yangcheng, the other party's lineup, let alone whether it can be beaten or not, even running away is a luxury.

"Feng Yangcheng, don't waste your saliva. Pavilion Lord Ling looked at Feng Yangcheng with disdain, "If you don't apologize as I did today, even if we fight for this life, we will make you uneasy in Feiyu Pavilion!"

"Okay, you want to die, I won't stop you!" Feng Yangcheng smiled contemptuously, and made a gesture to let the disciples of the Flying Feather Pavilion rush up.

"Wait!" Lin Yiran hurriedly stopped Feng Yangcheng.

Lin Yiran knew that in such a situation, if their side really had to fight hard, it would be tantamount to an egg hitting a stone. Now the plan can only delay time, and wait for the support of Cangling Pavilion and Silver Feather Gate to come.

Feng Yang Cheng paused for a moment, signaled the disciples of the Flying Feather Pavilion not to move first, looked at Lin Yiran with a frown, and said suspiciously: "Lin Yiran, why don't you leave?"

Lin Yiran shook his head slowly, and said coldly: "Feng Yangcheng, I know you must want to kill me." Now I'll give you a chance, how about going head-to-head with me?"

"Heads-up?" Feng Yangcheng laughed disdainfully, and only stopped for a long time before continuing: "With the strength of the middle stage of the Hanging Realm, if it weren't for Tianzun not letting me kill you, you would have died ten thousand times a long time ago!

After speaking, Feng Yangcheng laughed out loud and glanced back at the disciples of the Flying Feather Pavilion, and those disciples of the Flying Feather Pavilion also laughed.

When the Ling Pavilion Lord heard that Lin Yiran was going to find Feng Yangcheng to fight alone, he couldn't help frowning and whispered in Lin Yiran's ear: "Little Brother Lin, how can you say that Feng Yangcheng's spiritual realm also has the level of the middle stage of the Bao Realm, you are only in the middle stage of the Hanging Realm, who is his opponent?"

The other people in Lin Yiran's group also looked at Lin Yiran worriedly, shook their heads slightly, and signaled Lin Yiran not to do this.

Lin Yiran laughed helplessly and said, "Pavilion Master Ling, look at this situation, can we escape?" Now the only way is to delay the time and wait for the disciples of the Cangling Pavilion and the Silver Feather Sect to arrive. ”

"Okay, Lin Yiran, I will agree to your challenge, but you have to promise me one condition. At this time, Feng Yangcheng, who had been pondering for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Oh, what conditions?" Lin Yiran was very curious, Feng Yangcheng's side obviously had an absolute advantage, and now he actually talked to himself about the conditions, so that he couldn't wait to know what Feng Yangcheng's conditions were.

"You kill yourself when you lose. Feng Yangcheng smiled slyly and looked at Lin Yiran like a victor, "Tianzun won't let me kill you, but if you commit suicide, I think Tianzun should have nothing to say!"

"Okay, but if you lose, promise me one condition. Lin Yiran said calmly, anyway, he was already planning to fight Feng Yangcheng to the death, if he lost, he would definitely be dead, and there would be no suicide.

"Little Brother Lin, don't!" Pavilion Master Ling grabbed Lin Yiran and shook his head at the other party worriedly, "If we go together, maybe there will be some chances, if you go alone, the hope is too slim!"

"That's right, Brother Yiran!" Yi Yongyuan and Chu Qingyun couldn't help but persuade Lin Yiran.

"Don't worry, Feng Yangcheng has already killed me once, even if I die in his hands again, I won't lose. Lin Yiran looked at everyone calmly, his eyes were unusually firm, "Besides, who killed the deer, it's not certain!"

Pavilion Lord Ling wanted to say something more, but Lin Yiran smiled at him and shook his head, so he had no choice but to take the words back.

"Is this Lin Yiran crazy to challenge the pavilion master. ”

"That's right, the Pavilion Master is the strength of the middle stage of the Bao Realm. Even if the pavilion master consumes it with him, it will kill him!"

"It just so happens that we haven't seen the pavilion master make a move, this time we have a blessing in our eyes!"

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At this time, the disciples of the Flying Feather Pavilion also laughed and discussed, no matter what they were thinking in their hearts, the only thing that would not be different was that Lin Yiran's behavior was to bring humiliation on himself.

"Say, what conditions. While I can't afford to lose, I also want to hear about your conditions. Feng Yangcheng slowly shook the fan in his hand, he knew that Lin Yiran was undoubtedly trying to delay time by going head-to-head with himself.

However, Feng Yangcheng didn't take Lin Yiran in his eyes at all, after all, his spiritual realm had reached the middle stage of the Bao realm, even if he was bound by the law of strength, the reserve of spiritual energy was not half a bit. He could use powerful exercises to deal with Lin Yiran at will, and Lin Yiran didn't dare to consume his aura at all, but if Lin Yiran didn't use all his strength to deal with him, he would definitely be in a passive state all the time.

Regardless, Feng Yangcheng thinks that winning is something that will happen, and it won't take much time at all. Because he was confident in his own strength, he had been letting Lin Yiyi and them delay time.

"If I win, I will issue a notice as the Ling Pavilion Lord said before, announcing to the people of the world what you have done before. Lin Yiran pointed at the Ling Pavilion Master behind him and continued: "As for self-abandonment, there is no need to step down as the Pavilion Master of the Flying Feather Pavilion. Lin Yiran paused, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Because, you will die in my hands!"

"I'm afraid this kid is a fool's dream!"

The disciples of the Flying Feather Pavilion listened to Lin Yiran's words and laughed at Lin Yiran.

Pavilion Lord Ling glanced at Lin Yiran, although he admired Lin Yiran's courage in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh lightly - Lin Yiran alone, if he wanted to kill Feng Yangcheng, how could it be possible.

"You kid is quite arrogant!" Feng Yangcheng laughed, looking at Lin Yiran like a madman, "Anyway, I can't lose, so what's promised to you." ”。

"In that case, then you should prepare a declaration first, how about it?" Lin Yiran said indifferently, "If you die, you won't be able to write a notice, right?"

"If I die, you will take my head and hang it at the gate of Tianhang City with the notice you want!" Feng Yangcheng was completely enraged by Lin Yiran, no longer paid attention to Lin Yiran, and took the lead in shaking the black fan in his hand at Lin Yiran.