After his arm was cut off, the middle-aged man waved his hand and let him go, no longer restrained, but he could no longer stand, he fell straight to the ground, struggling, bleeding, his arm was removed, and no one could bear it, Lin Jingyu was not a god, his arm was also an arm, and it was cut off, as if it was like death!

The severed arm fell to one side at will, looking very miserable.

"Brother Lin......"

Mako screamed from the sidelines, witnessing the process with her own eyes, and her heart seemed to be dripping blood! At the same time, she hated the middle-aged man deeply, she hated him, and she couldn't wait to take off all his hands and feet to relieve the hatred in her heart! But now she couldn't do anything but wait quietly and wait for the moment to come.

However, Mako's shout immediately attracted the attention of the middle-aged man, he almost forgot that there was a little girl beside him, this little girl was with Lin Jingyu, what her identity was, it was not yet known, and he needed to know further, however, he had a feeling that something was wrong, and he felt that the identity of the little girl with Lin Jingyu was not very simple, and he didn't care, the middle-aged man didn't plan to care about Mako's identity, after all, she was wearing a mask now and couldn't see her face clearly, so she turned her attention back to the box on the ground.

As a martial artist, he still covets the treasures of other martial artists.

At this time, Lin Jingyu was unloaded from his arm, fell to the ground and struggled in pain, and the breath of life was slowly draining, the middle-aged man did not pay attention to it, but was ready to see what treasure was in the box, which could make Lin Jingyu so attentive, but he already had his own guess in his heart, just waiting for it to be confirmed.

Lin Jingyu, who was in extreme pain, the consciousness of the whole person, in addition to the pain, was full of resentment, either for others, or for middle-aged people, always remember, it was him, cut off his arm, he would be punished as he deserved, and in the near future, if he was still alive, he would definitely take revenge, at that time, it would definitely not be as simple as cutting off his arm......

However, at this moment, seeing the middle-aged man preparing to open the box, Lin Jingyu became nervous again.

The snow sword can't be let into his hands.

So he quickly had an idea, after all, he could use his mind to manipulate the snow sword to perform some actions, so let it leave this place first! Now he even regretted a little, it was not a mistake to summon Xue Jian all the way, but now was not the time to think about this problem, Xue Jian needed to leave!

Sou!

It is said that the middle-aged man's attention is always on the position of the box, but the next moment, he only felt that the lid of the box suddenly trembled, and something inadvertently jumped out of it, the speed was very fast, and it almost scared him, but as a high-level martial artist, he was not so easily startled, and when he saw this scene, he knew that it was something inside that was going to come out.

And he was a little excited, because he realized something important—spirituality.

That's right, in his consciousness, he knows that the thing that jumps out of the box at this moment has spirituality, and things without spirituality will not have such an action, according to this, the thing that jumped out is definitely at the treasure level!

It's a little exciting to think about!

The middle-aged man watched the snow sword jump out of the box, he didn't care why the snow sword jumped out, who controlled it, he waved his hand, and a burst of energy shot out, pointing directly at the position of the snow sword, although the snow sword was very fast, it was still no match for the energy released by the middle-aged man, his strength was high, it must not be Lin Jingyu's mind control can be done.

Sure enough, the next moment, the snow sword was frozen by the middle-aged man and hovered in midair.

"Haha, boy, your sword is not an ordinary product!" The middle-aged man smiled happily.

Jiang Yiru on the side, seeing that the middle-aged man actually caught a long sword, and it was such a beautiful guy, his eyes lit up, it was not that he had never seen a sword, but he had never seen such a handsome one, and he was restless in his heart, and he couldn't wait to immediately take the snow sword in his hand and play with it.

The middle-aged man also felt that the snow sword was unusual, after all, the snow sword exuded a strong chill all over his body!

“……”

Lin Jingyu wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it, he felt that it was useless to say anything now, at most it was just to provoke the middle-aged man, but it would obviously not do him any good to provoke him.

"Don't think you're going to be able to trap it that way!"

Lin Jingyu suddenly said a sentence, which seemed very difficult, and it was difficult to pronounce words.

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man's expression couldn't help but change, and the next moment, his face was shocked, what was going on?

The snow sword, which was originally within his control range, actually made a sudden force, unexpectedly broke free from his restraints, and then swept outside, this is the rhythm of escape!

"If you want to go, come back to me!"

He couldn't understand why the snow sword was able to break free, and he didn't think about the reason, he tried to control the snow sword's actions again, and he must not let it leave freely, which is a bit like a boiled duck actually flew, he couldn't bear it, of course he couldn't let this kind of thing happen, so with a few clicks, several qi shot out from his body, chasing the snow sword, and the snow sword at this moment was controlled by Lin Jingyu, flying outward, at the fastest speed.

"Hehe, don't worry, you can't catch up." Lin Jingyu smiled miserably.

"Hmph, don't get too excited!"

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, he was controlling his true qi to follow the trail of the snow sword, trying to restrain it again, such a treasure must not be wasted! He knew that the snow sword was controlled by Lin Jingyu, and what he couldn't figure out was that with Lin Jingyu's strength, he could actually control the snow sword to break free from his shackles, which was simply unthinkable.

However, at this moment, the snow sword still flew away!

In fact, such a move is just an attempt by Lin Jingyu, after all, he is not completely sure, his mental power is stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, so he will try to control the snow sword to break free, but he didn't expect it to succeed all of a sudden, and he is quite satisfied, and then he wants to control the snow sword to leave this place and go to a safe location, so as not to be found by the middle-aged man.

Phew.

Under the control of the middle-aged man, the true qi is fast, chasing the tail of the snow sword, this is the contest between the two people's ideas, whose ideas are strong enough, that is the winner, no matter who wins or loses, it will soon be clear, Lin Jingyu, whose strength level is only at the peak of the early stage of the C-level, is stunned to beat the middle-aged man in the control of his thoughts, which is unbelievable.

"Impossible!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily and continued to chase the snow sword harder, but the snow sword was controlled by Lin Jingyu and swept out.

This kind of thing seems very strange to Lin Jingyu, especially when he has established some kind of connection with Xue Jian, which can be sensed thousands of miles away, which is quite different from the thoughts of middle-aged people, which is also frustrating for middle-aged people, because he finds that as the distance progresses, his thoughts become more and more weak, as if they want to get out of his control.

That's a bad thing!

A faint smile appeared on Lin Jingyu's miserable face, you chased me for a short time, Xue Jian, after all, was not caught up by the middle-aged man, and successfully left this place and went somewhere.