"Everyone pays for what they do, and no one is an exception!"

Lin Muyang said.

This sentence is not just to say to Situ Leinuo, Lin Muyang looked up at the sky, this sentence was more like telling the Heavenly Emperor who was high in the sky.

"That's right!"

Situ Leno nodded, slowly savored what Lin Muyang said, raised his eyes slightly sideways, and looked at Lin Muyang.

"You are much better than those juniors of our Situ family."

praised Lin Muyang, Situ Leno was not stingy because he was an enemy, and when Lin Muyang stopped him in front of the Night Charm Bar, Situ Leno felt the extraordinaryness of Lin Muyang.

"Everyone has their own sparkle!"

Lin Muyang said.

He has always had great respect for his enemies and even for him.

"Then today, the old man will send you on the road to pay tribute to the soul of my Situ family!" After speaking, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the momentum on his body suddenly exploded.

An invisible wave of qi erupted from Situ Reno's body.

The waves of air swept across the calm lake, causing a ripple like a breeze blowing across the lake.

Situ Leno's body swirled with spiritual power, turning into a whirlwind, the wind dragon was raging, and Situ Leno was the center of the whirlwind.

"Ten Ways to Extinguish Thunder"

Raising his hand, the thunder was thunderous, and countless thunderbolts slashed at Situ Leno between the lightning flashes, and the purple light flickered, even in the daytime, it was extremely dazzling.

Thunder and lightning fell in the roar.

Situ Leno didn't make any movement, just sighed lightly, and the storm around him became more ferocious.

For a moment, the thunder and lightning could not break through the swirling storm around Situ Reno, which seemed to be an impregnable wall.

"Flame Saint Warrior"

Lin Muyang shook his hand and blasted out three large fireballs.

"Ants dare to shake the tree!"

Situ Leno said softly, his right arm was raised and he didn't even look at it, and with a flick of his palm, the storm exploded, and the wind blades swept towards Lin Muyang like sharp blades.

Lin Muyang looked at the wind blade that swept by the wind, where was the breeze, it was clearly a twelve-level tornado.

"Tree Vine"

In front of him, vines were entwined, and in the blink of an eye, vines were already entwined on half of the golf course, and the thick vines were intertwined, like a coiling dragon.

The wind blows like a tree and vine, and the vine breaks, but it can also be restored in an instant.

Situ Leno raised his hand, the wind fell silent, the wind dissipated, and his left hand flicked "Whoosh-" Lin Muyang heard a slight sound in his ears.

Dodging, a silver thread quickly passed through his right shoulder.

It was a fishing line with a hook hooked over the shoulder, and on the other side was Stuart Reno, sitting on a chair with his hand in a swinging rod position.

"So you caught the fish by me?"

"Those who wish to take the bait"

Stuart Reno said.

"A Thousand Miles with the Wind"

The hand holding the fishing rod trembled slightly, fluctuating along the fishing line, the silver-white fishing line was like a conduction line, the left hand flashed, and the fishing line was cut off by Lin Muyang.

"Bang-"

The fishing line was disconnected, and a wave of air erupted at the end of the slender line, and Lin Muyang was blown away ten meters away before he could react.

In mid-air, Lin Muyang adjusted his body and fell to the ground, fortunately he reacted quickly and had sharp intuition, otherwise this blow could at least blow up half of his body.

Look at Stuart Reno.

At this time, Situ Leno did not have any change in his expression, his face was calm and affectionate, and there was no ripple in his eyes.

Situ Leno didn't even look at himself, since he could fly out of the town.

Lin Muyang was a little dazed, the experience of his previous life told him that the person in front of him was very dangerous, just like a raging river can swim upstream, but not in the calm and mirror-like sea.

How strong is Situ Reno's cultivation? Could it be that he has already stepped into a prefecture-level martial cultivator.

"This person's cultivation is at least a cultivation realm, a veritable ground-level martial cultivator, and the martial arts he just performed should be holy skills."

Tai Shi Ci said.

"That's right, it's indeed a holy technique, there is no doubt about it!, I didn't expect that since this person could cultivate a holy technique, I thought that the holy technique had disappeared in this era!" Lu Bu said with some surprise.

"How is it impossible? As long as you have talent, it is possible to comprehend the holy skills, such as the red thunder of the lord and the song of ice and fire of Miss Mu, all of which belong to the holy skills, and only the divine skills have completely disappeared."

Dian Wei took Lu Bu's words and said.

Zhao Yun opened his mouth and said, "The divine skill was only available in ancient times, and it has disappeared in which era of our, and the closest to the divine skill should be the Nanhua Old Immortal."

Lu Bu and Dian Wei nodded in unison, these words made Lin Muyang confused, what kind of divine skill, holy technique himself, how come he has never heard of such a hierarchical distinction after living for tens of millions of years?

Are you already falling behind?

"What is a divine skill, a holy technique?"

Lin Muyang asked in surprise.

"Lord, don't you know, in the world of martial arts cultivators, all the martial arts are cultivated, but there are more powerful holy skills and divine skills on top of the martial arts, doesn't the lord doubt why the martial arts we use are more powerful than the martial arts you use, and the damage is great" Tai Shi Ci said

"Hey, don't be sarcastic"

Lin Muyang immediately interjected to interrupt Tai Shici, is this a clear statement that he is inferior to them.

"Jokes are also true"

Sun Ce said, Lin Muyang was speechless when he heard this, is this a straight man? You can't say it tactfully.

However, I have to admit that although the martial arts performed by the ancient generals are only three-plate axes, the power is indeed more than several times that of the martial arts performed by the cultivators themselves.

"That's because the martial arts we have cultivated have gone beyond ordinary martial arts and have become holy skills! If you want to cultivate holy skills, you must reach the peak of the martial arts you cultivate, and you must be able to realize your own holy skills from them, such as the red thunder of the lord."

Tai Shi Ci paused in his tone and continued, "As for the divine skill, it is already beyond the power of nature, and the martial art of moving mountains and seas has long been lost."

Hearing this, Lin Muyang roughly understood.

The so-called divine skills, holy skills, and martial arts were only distinguished later, according to the understanding of people now, there were no holy skills and martial arts in the ancient mythological era of Lin Muyang's previous life, as long as it was a shot, it was a divine skill.

In that era, as long as a martial artist was a cultivator, he could move mountains and seas and turn clouds and rain.

For example, Pangu opened the sky, Nuwa mended the sky, and Gonggong angrily hit Buzhou Mountain, etc., all of which belonged to the supreme divine skills, and later came to the era of the gods, and the divine skills were gradually lost.

People gradually realized the holy skill, although it is weaker than the divine skill, it is higher than the martial skill, and can achieve the effect of sweeping one side.

It's a pity that the comprehension of the holy technique requires extraordinary talent and training, and gradually the holy technique has begun to be lost, and finally it is what Lin Muyang sees now, the holy technique is almost a rumored existence.

In simple and popular terms, the difference between martial arts, holy skills, and divine skills is the same as the difference between people's currency, gold, and diamonds.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Muyang slowly walked towards Situ Reno.

The thunder and lightning in the palm of his hand flickered, and suddenly Situ Leno also wrinkled and looked at the thunder and lightning in Lin Muyang's palm in surprise, which turned out to be red thunder and lightning.

The red thunder flashed, making Situ Leno feel a trace of danger.

Holy Skill?

Situ Leno frowned, and there was no doubt that it was a holy skill.

Looking at Lin Muyang's eyes, there was no trace, no longer the blue waves, but with shock, surprise, and surprise.

He comprehended the holy technique by himself, he was immersed in martial arts day and night, and it took decades of hard work to comprehend it, seeing that Lin Muyang was so young and also comprehended the holy technique.

"Holy technique?" Situ Leno finally got up slowly from his chair, "It seems that our Situ family has not been unjustly defeated!"

"Devouring the Darkness"

The right hand was raised, and the black qi in the palm lingered, and it was a dark martial art.

The black mist erupted from Situ Leno's palm and spread out in all directions, and Lin Muyang saw that the lawn was corroding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Revealing the crumbling ground.

In several pits, Lin Muyang also saw the remains of the child, looked around, no wonder the grass on this golf course grew so luxuriantly, it turned out to be human bones as fertilizer.

In contrast, these bones are fed to the outside beasts and then buried here.

Looking at the black mist looking down, the dragon gradually circled towards him Lin Muyang hurriedly took a few steps back, but it was only a blink of an eye, and Situ Reno appeared in front of Lin Muyang.

"Swept by the Wind"

With a palm launched, a strong wind swirled in the palm of the palm, turning into a whirlwind whirlpool, and the energy surged with the whirlpool, and the surrounding black qi instantly gathered over, and the palm seemed to appear as if an endless black hole had appeared

"Red Thunder"

Lin Muyang also didn't give in, and a palm of thunder and lightning roared towards the whirlpool.

"Boom-"

The red light is overwhelming, the black fog is surging, and the wind is roaring in the thunder.

"Kazekage"

The two of them faced each other, although Lin Muyang's cultivation was not good, he was able to use Shura Jue and Shangqing Jue to carry Situ Reno with one palm. Seeing the scene in front of him, he frowned, and his dark martial arts couldn't suddenly attack Lin Muyang's spiritual power.

The dark martial arts that he cultivated by himself can devour the spiritual power of a martial artist, but he seems powerless in front of Chi Lei, could it be that Lin Muyang's cultivation is not spiritual power?

A bold thought flashed through Stuart Reno's mind. The thought was fleeting, and his arm trembled, and a wind rope was wrapped around his arm.

Before he could react, Lin Muyang was entangled by the wind rope, and a strong wind swept Lin Muyang and flew out.

Immediately after Situ Leno snapped his fingers, a bright silk thread flicked out, cutting through Lin Muyang's clothes, and it instantly hurt like a knife cut.

Tumbling to the ground, he fell into a corroded ground, his wound quickly became infected, and the scar became even hotter.

"What you cultivate is not spiritual power?" Situ Leinuo asked Lin Muyang in shock, his face slowly shocked, he couldn't believe that someone was actually cultivating spiritual power.

"I can feel that there is another spiritual power in the martial arts you just had" Seeing that Lin Muyang didn't speak, Situ Leno was almost about to go berserk, and said with a hideous face.

Lin Muyang stood up and jumped, and Zhao Yun took Lin Muyang to a safe place in a flash.

"My cultivation is spiritual power!"

Lin Muyang said with a smile.

"Okay, well, you don't even admit that when the old man catches you, you will be able to ask a thing or two under torture."

Situ Leno almost went crazy, this is a new discovery, I'm afraid the whole world doesn't know that he can cultivate other spiritual powers.

Situ Leno shook his hand, and two figures suddenly appeared behind him.

"Yan Liangwen Ugly"

Zhao Yun recognized the two at a glance.

The two of them are about three meters tall, one is holding a spear, and the other is holding a glaive knife, majestic and majestic, and the armor on their bodies clangs at the two of them approaching step by step.

Yan Liangwen is ugly, and he is a famous general in Yuan Shao's account in Hebei.

"Up, I'm going to catch you alive!"

Situ Leno gave an order, Yan Liang slashed at the glaive with a leap of the moon, and Wen Chou's spear stabbed the two of them up and down together.

"It's your turn to play!"

Lin Muyang took a few steps back and recalled Zhao Yun, Li Yuanba shouted angrily and appeared in front of Lin Muyang.

As soon as Li Yuanba appeared, he picked up the drum urn and swept the golden hammer on it, and the piercing sound sounded, as if there was an atomic bomb soaring in his ears.

Yan Liang's hands trembled, the tiger's mouth cracked directly, and the glaive knife in his hand came out of his hand and flew out a hundred meters away, Li Yuanba, who made a move, let go of such an opportunity, and the giant hammer in his right hand picked up and smashed towards Yan Liang, who was completely shocked.

Situ Leno hurriedly disappeared in an instant, and the giant hammer swept away.