"Have a great merit?" Listening to Jiang Baili's words, Huo Zhenting's face showed a trace of disdain, "Repelling the demon clan is the joint effort of all the martial artists in our Yuqing Realm, how can this credit be credited to him?"

Jiang Baili nodded, "That's what I said, but on the prophet's side, it's difficult for me to be accommodating." 35xs”

Huo Zhenting's eyebrows raised, he could hear the meaning of Jiang Baili's words, it seemed that he also had a great opinion on Wang Lin, but because of the face of the prophet, it was not good to do anything to Wang Lin.

"What, the prophet is optimistic about this kid?" Huo Zhenting asked.

"Yes, since the Great War, Wang Lin has been living with the Prophet, and his daily life is taken care of by the Prophet. Tapping the fingers of the class on the table, she raised her head to look at Huo Zhenting, "However, the prophet recently went to Yuquan Mountain to visit friends, and he is not here. ”

Listening to Jiang Baili's words, Huo Zhenting's eyes lit up.

Everyone is an old fritter, and he can naturally understand the meaning of Jiang Baili's words.

"There is no need for Tianluo Sect to come forward in this matter, I will lead someone to solve that kid. Saying that, Huo Zhenting stood up.

Jiang Baili also got up and smiled at Huo Zhenting, "Huo family master go slowly, I won't send it." ”

Huo Zhenting took the Huo family's good hand and left the council hall.

Looking at Huo Zhenting's departing back, a smile appeared on Jiang Baili's face.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and it was the night of murder. 35xs

Bai Han had already returned to Tianluo Sect, where the disciples were staying, in the wooden house, there was only Wang Lin alone.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the bed, running the Ancient God Emperor Sutra, absorbing the aura between heaven and earth.

True air swirls around the body, and it still brings pain, but Wang Lin gritted his teeth and persevered.

Wang Lin still hasn't recovered his memory, and now he no longer thinks about superfluous things, and is only busy cultivating every day.

The true qi turned around his body, and after a full ninety-nine eighty-one weeks, Wang Lin opened his eyes.

Wang Lin could feel that the true qi in his sea of qi was becoming more and more abundant.

Seeing that it was not early, Wang Lin was ready to lie down and rest.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the wooden house.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, and everything was silent, and this sound was particularly clear in this silent night.

Wang Lin's brows frowned slightly, his wooden house was not close to the Tianluo Sect, and the disciples of the Tianluo Sect would not come here at all on weekdays, not to mention, at this time.

Wang Lin pricked up his ears and listened carefully, but outside the house, there was no sound.

I don't know what's going on, and a sense of danger appears in Wang Lin's heart.

Wang Lin felt very strange, he seemed very familiar with this feeling, as if he had already experienced it, I don't know how many times.

Although he didn't know why he felt this way, Wang Lin was still alert and sat up from the bed. 35xs

Outside the wooden house, more than a dozen people in black had already surrounded the small courtyard.

These people had veils over their faces and crossbow arrows in their hands.

These bolts are specially made and powerful.

More than a dozen people walked lightly on the ground, almost without a sound, obviously all of them were practitioners.

The leader didn't speak, but kept gesturing to the people behind him, arranging the orientation of everyone.

When everyone had come to their places, the leader raised his hand.

The eyes of more than a dozen people were tightly fixed on the leader's arm, and when the leader's arm fell, more than a dozen people shot at the same time.

The bolts rained down like a storm into the humble wooden house.

Depending on where these people stood and how they shot, no matter where the people in the hut were, they certainly couldn't escape the arrows.

After the storm, there is a calmness that makes people feel oppressed.

There was no sound in the house, and the leader stretched out his right hand, pointed at the two people opposite him, and then pointed to the wooden house.

The two men put away the crossbow arrows in their hands, drew their long knives from their waists, and tiptoed towards the wooden house.

Just as one of them's hand touched the window of the wooden house, a sword aura suddenly bloomed from inside the house.

This sword qi was fierce and sudden, even if that person was on guard, he didn't dodge this sword qi.

The man's head flew straight out of his neck.

Blood stained red, the window he wanted to open.

The other person hurriedly waved the long knife in his hand and stepped back.

The sword aura just now was so powerful, this person knew that he was by no means the opponent of the people in the house.

Just as the man's figure was retreating, a figure rushed out of the wooden house like a ghost, shooting straight at the man who was retreating.

The man hurriedly waved the long knife in his hand, trying to block the path of the figure.

Another sword qi bloomed from that figure.

The long knife in the man's hand was immediately cut in two, and it did not serve the slightest defensive effect.

Along with the long knife, it was cut in two, and the man's body.

In the night, Wang Lin stood in front of everyone with the Immortal Sword in his hand.

Seeing Wang Lin's move, everyone's eyes showed a look of shock.

According to the information they got, Wang Lin should have lost all his cultivation, why was his attack so domineering at this time, could it be that the news they got was wrong?

The man at the head was also terrified in his heart.

On the day when Wang Lin fought with the demon god, he was watching it on the spot, and he watched Wang Lin fall straight from the sky and be taken by the prophet.

At that time, Wang Lin only had one breath, how could he recover to his current level in just half a year?

Wang Lin's expression did not change in the slightest.

He didn't know who these people were in front of him, and he didn't care, he just knew that these people wanted to kill him.

So no matter who they are, they have only one identity, and that is Wang Lin's enemy.

His enemies, then there is only one way to die!

The man at the head quickly regained his composure, and now at this time, they had no way back. Although the situation was a little different from what they had predicted, tonight, they had to kill Wang Lin.

"Shot together, and it turned out to be him!"

Since they had been discovered by Wang Lin, there was no need for them to hide their whereabouts, so the people at the head directly issued an order.

As soon as this person's words fell, behind him, about 10 men, immediately waved the long knives in their hands and rushed towards Wang Lin.

In the face of the opponent's attack, Wang Lin's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

Of course, this is not because of fear, but because of excitement.

Wang Lin didn't know why, he only knew that there was a trace of irrepressible excitement and desire in his heart.

The long sword in his hand was almost out of his control, and he had only one thought now, and that was to kill these people on the other side.

These 10 or so masked men came to Wang Lin in a blink of an eye, and the long knives in their hands slashed at Wang Lin from different directions.