Hearing the roar mixed with endless anger, Lin Xuan's face became even colder, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the iron rod in his hand became tighter and tighter, not only did he not stop his shot, but his strength deepened, and he smashed it towards Wang Dong's head fiercely.

"Little mongrel presumptuous!" The figure who roared earlier was obviously completely annoyed by Lin Xuan's move, and after a roar, several dark cyan wind blades suddenly pierced the air, bringing a burst of sound of breaking the air, like a sharp knife, slashing past the iron rod in Lin Xuan's hand, and suddenly, the pitch-black iron rod made of fine iron broke inch by inch, falling off from Lin Xuan's hand, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

Seeing that the iron rod in his hand was broken inch by inch in the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan's face suddenly became gloomy, and when he was about to throw the remaining small section of the iron rod in his hand fiercely, the dark cyan wind blade burst out again, and the fierce wind element fluctuations contained on it actually made the air be cut apart.

Feeling the strength of the dark cyan wind blade, Lin Xuan tightly grasped the small piece of iron rod in his right hand, his body quickly moved to the side, and then his body suddenly leaned back, dodging the cutting of the wind blade, and the iron rod he was holding tightly in his hand was also caught between his fingers, and with a flick of his fingers, it turned into a black shadow, and shot fiercely towards the figure that flew in mid-air.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" The figure that was flying over saw Lin Xuan actually making a move on him, his face immediately turned cold, he raised the five fingers of his right hand and put them together into a palm, and slashed and swung it forward violently, and the surging dark cyan energy suddenly gushed out from the palm of his hand, forming a dark cyan energy wind blade.

With a slight push of his right hand, the formed wind blade came out of his hand, instantly cutting a section of iron rod that Lin Xuan burst out of into several pieces of broken iron.

"Little bastard, don't say anything about beating people, you still dare to kill the killer, if I don't punish you today, then what face does my city lord's mansion have!" After chopping the iron rod, the figure shouted, in the palms of both hands, the dark cyan energy quickly condensed, the rich wind element rushed towards him, the space fluctuated slightly, the figure actually stood in mid-air, and then the figure moved, like a cannonball that had just been discharged, and shot down at Lin Xuan, with a flick of his right hand, a dark cyan fighting qi wind blade condensed out again, and swept away towards Lin Xuan who was standing on the ground.

Strong wind pressure emanated from the wind blade, the wind raged, and the sky was full of smoke and dust!

"Punish me? You're a piece of! Mind your own son, and don't let him come out and embarrass you! Lin Xuan laughed loudly, looking at the angry man in front of him, Lin Xuan recognized it, it was Wang Lin, the city lord of Tianfeng City, who had a relationship at that auction.

With a solemn face, he looked at the dark cyan Yuan Force Wind Blade that burst out, and when it was about to hit him, Lin Xuan's body shook, and the monstrous spiritual power surged out, and the sole of his right foot stomped fiercely again, Lin Xuan's figure suddenly rushed into the air, his body twisted in mid-air, flipped over, took a step, and suddenly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and then stopped his body, slowly floated down, and landed on the ground safely.

Wang Lin missed the blow and swooped, cutting out an eight-meter-long crack in the hard road surface.

"Dad, catch him, I'm going to break him into pieces!" Looking at the middle-aged man who jumped into the air in a hurry and finally landed beside him, Wang Dong's face suddenly turned ecstatic, and then he pointed at Lin Xuan and shouted resentfully.

Standing firm, Wang Lin glanced at Wang Dong's right hand with gloomy eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, a cold light flashed in a pair of already gloomy eyes, he didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and then kicked the soles of his feet back, and his body burst towards Lin Xuan like lightning: "Little bastard, you can just tie your hands!" ”

Wang Lin's arrival, as well as the subsequent shots, were all completed in an instant, and after the onlookers reacted, they were quite disdainful when they saw the city lord Wang Lin actually shooting at a young junior who was less than twenty years old, and suddenly burst into boos.

"Old thing, what are you worthy of my arrest, you have that qualification?" Looking at Wang Lin, who was bursting like lightning again, Lin Xuan's face was even more gloomy, his body retreated, and he immediately scolded loudly.

"Little bastard, you will know if I have the qualifications later, and I will put you in charge of the prison of the City Lord's Mansion for you to reflect!" Wang Lin's right foot stepped on the ground again, and with this force, he accelerated again, and then his body was like a gust of wind, strangely appeared in front of Lin Xuan, an extremely gloomy face crossed a fierce touch, his fists clenched violently, and wisps of dark cyan yuan force quickly condensed, turning into wind blades containing powerful energy, and slammed into Lin Xuan.

"It's that earth-level intermediate martial art Tiangang Wind Fist again, you are the same as your son, you are a shameless goods!" Feeling the terrifying power contained in the wind blade above Wang Lin's fist, Lin Xuan's face became extremely dignified, and the same martial art, in the hands of Wang Lin, who had reached the half-step Heavenly Martial Realm for a long time, the power increased exponentially.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, and just as he was about to expose his strength and urge his spiritual power to kill him, a strong spiritual fluctuation suddenly came out of thin air: "City Lord Wang, you are only going to deal with a young man in his twenties with all your might, you are really worthy of your identity!" ”

As soon as the indifferent words fell, a figure in a white robe was rapidly breaking through the air, before the person arrived, the strong spiritual coercion had already arrived, the soles of his feet tapped in the void again, and the figure had already appeared ghostly not far from Lin Xuan, his hands quickly sealed, and a strong soul force quickly pressed over, turning into a huge soul power palm, and pressed straight towards Wang Lin.

"Hand of the Soul!"

"Boom!"

The huge soul power palm collided with Wang Lin in mid-air, and the violent power overflowed, and the explosion sound like thunder made everyone on the street look shocked.

In mid-air, that Wang Lin suddenly separated from the soul power giant hand, and then his body retreated, and the soul power giant hand also quickly retracted at this time, and then grabbed Lin Xuan and brought him to a safe place.

And after Wang Lin landed, his body still couldn't stop retreating, and his feet stomped on the ground several steps in a row, each step, leaving a footprint half a foot deep on the hard road, before finally unloading the previous impact, it was obvious that the collision between the two just now, or the soul power giant hand had the upper hand.

In fact, this is not surprising, because in the same level, spiritual cultivation has more advantages than martial cultivation, for example, when it is like a confrontation, the spiritual power attack of spiritual cultivation can save oneself from the impact of *.