The face of the ancestor of the Wen family changed for a while, he had lived for two hundred years, and it stands to reason that he had a lot of experience in combat, but today he was on Lin Tian's way, and his feet left the ring, even if he injured Lin Tian, he still lost.

Where did the ancestor know the Dao, in terms of experience, Lin Tian was no less than him, because Lin Tian lived longer than him, and in the cruel cultivation realm, how could he fight as hard as he could?

"I lost." Old Ancestor sighed helplessly, in terms of strength, he had the advantage, but he lost in a small trick like Lin Tian in the end.

But after all, this is a competition, not a fight, and leaving the ring is losing, but the ancestor still admires Lin Tian, especially very curious about Lin Tian's identity.

The Ancestor had heard such a legend that a distant and ethereal place inhabited a group of immortals who specialized in cultivation for a living, and they had the ability to destroy the world, and the most special place was that they could fly with their swords and shuttle through the nine heavens.

Now that the ancestor had finally seen the legendary flying sword, he planned to have a good talk with Lin Tian.

Hearing the ancestor admit defeat, Lin Tian also exhaled a long breath, if the ancestor played a trick and denied it, he had no choice, after all, he was an innate master, he, a cultivator of the fifth layer of qi cultivation, was really not an opponent, if he wanted to defeat Lao Tzu, he would at least enter the ninth layer of qi training, and even break through the foundation building period.

"Lin Tian, you're fine." Seeing that the game was over, Wen Bing hurriedly ran forward, although she won the game, she was not happy at all, because Lin Tian's current injury was what she was most concerned about.

"It's fine." Lin Tian wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wen Bing with a smile on his face.

Thankfully, those stolen pills. Otherwise, he would be finished, and now he has temporarily protected his heart, but he must quickly find a place to heal.

Old Ancestor walked up to Yan Ci and whispered a few words to her. Yan Ci's face changed, but he still nodded, and then the ancestor left the school.

Yan Ci stood up, looked at Lin Tian, and said lightly: "Lin Tian, you won the first game, but the second and third games. You definitely won't win. ”

A wry smile crossed the corner of Lin Tian's mouth, yes, he was so seriously injured now. Even if there was an ancient martial artist with the strength of the Yellow Order in the second game, he would be knocked down in minutes.

"Mother, don't you think it's shameful? In the first game, the ancestor was asked to take the lead and injured Lin Tian. Even if Lin Tian won the first game. But in the next two competitions, how could Lin Tian win? Wen Bing's eyes were filled with tears, he glared at his Yan Ci angrily, and said: "What do you say about two wins in three games, it sounds good, but it is so despicable." ”

Seeing her daughter so excited, Yan Ci's face was still as calm as water, indeed. She didn't plan to let Lin Tian pass the test, so let the ancestor and Lin Tian make a move first. injured Lin Tian, and in the next two games, Lin Tian would not win even if he was powerful.

But the ancestor's words made her change her original meaning.

"My good daughter, am I such a bad person in your eyes?" Yan Ci sighed deeply, I really don't understand, what is there to Lin Tian, although his strength is very good, but his personality is too arrogant, and there is no one in his eyes, how can this kind of person become a big thing?

In all the ancient martial arts families, just pick a few ancient martial arts young masters are stronger than Lin Tian, although their strength is not necessarily stronger than Lin Tian, but they are all good young people who respect their teachers and respect the Tao, as a cultivator, not only the cultivation is high, but also the aspect of virtue must also have a certain attainment.

The good son-in-law in Yan Ci's mind is the kind of young master of the ancient martial arts family who has cultivated to a high level and is polite, and he is definitely not a kid of unknown origin like Lin Tian.

"That's right, you're a bad guy in the first place." The tears in Wen Bing's eyes finally slipped out of the frame, she always thought that her mother was a very gentle woman, but today she was wrong, she was simply a femme fatale.

The muscles on Yan Ci's face twitched slightly, except for the guilt for her daughter, there was no extra emotion in her heart, she sighed and said, "The first Lin Tiansheng, due to the destruction of the ring, the second and third games, will continue tomorrow." ”

After Yan Ci finished speaking, he left the school grounds, and the other ancient martial disciples left one after another, and at the end, only Lin Tian and Wen Bing were present.

"Lin Tian, you're fine." Wen Bing wiped her eyes, not understanding why her mother had made such a decision, but this was indeed to give Lin Tian a little respite.

"It's okay, we'll go to the cave." Lin Tian gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty, Wen Bing hurriedly raised Lin Tian's arm and supported Lin Tian with his body.

"Okay, I'll take you to the cave first." Wen Bing nodded, and then sent Lin Tian to the cave.

Coming to the cave, Lin Tian hurriedly meditated to heal his injuries, and there were still some undigested pills in his body, which could just be used as a treatment.

And Wen Bin stood quietly aside, although she was very anxious, but now she could only rely on Lin Tian herself, she really couldn't be busy at all.

Seeing Lin Tian's pale face gradually improve, Wen Bing also breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense nerves in her whole body also relaxed, thinking about it for a while, she immediately ran out of the cave, all she could do now was to cook a table of good dishes and wait for Lin Tian to wake up.

As soon as Wen Bing left, a cyan figure flashed into the cave, and Lin Tian concentrated on meditating and healing, taking back all his divine senses, not realizing the people who came in.

The person who came was none other than the Qingpao Taoist who was blinded in the left eye by Lin Tian with 'Fengming Killing' in the Lin family's compound before, he was a peripheral disciple of the Wen family, although his status was very high, but he had a very high prestige among the peripheral disciples.

Tonight, he heard that the Wen family was setting up the ring, so he went to join in the fun, but he didn't expect the size. Sister's future man turned out to be Lin Tian, a bastard.

In the Lin family that day, if it weren't for the old man Lin protecting Lin Tian, his master would definitely be able to kill Lin Tian, but it was not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and today Lin Tian was still planted in his hands.

Swish!

The green-robed Daoist wiped his waist, pulled out a silver scimitar, and then quietly stepped forward, ready to deal a fatal blow to Lin Tian.

Under the operation of Lin Tian's true qi, the remaining pills in his body had also been cut open, but the injuries he had suffered were too serious, and these pills could not withstand this kind of injury.

When Lin Tian's fingers moved slightly, the pill in his body completely disappeared, but this was just a drop in the bucket, he had to find more spirit grass to heal his injuries.

Just as Lin Tian's divine sense extended out, he suddenly found a man standing in front of him, hurriedly opened his eyes, and shouted, "It's you?" ”

"Die." The green-robed Daoist was full of killing intent, and the scimitar in his hand flipped over, stabbing straight at Lin Tian's heart. (To be continued......)