Not to mention Luo Xinyun, even Lin Asu, he wasn't sure if he could kill it and arrest it.

Duan Muyuan was in a dilemma. He thought for a long time, his face turned pale, and he sprayed a bloody arrow into his mouth. Then he went to heaven!

Feng Tianyi was stunned, and hurriedly stretched out her hand Before Duanmu Yuan fell to the ground, she helped him up and asked anxiously: "Duanmu Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

Duanmu Yuan closed his eyes, closed his lips tightly, and didn't say anything, just fainted.

Feng Tianyi's eyes were full of tears, and she looked at Lin Asu with hatred. She took Duan Muyuan and strode out of the secret store. In the blink of an eye, she was gone.

"Very smart guy!"

Looking at the direction in which they disappeared, Lin Asu didn't answer, and Luo Xinyun had already sighed: "If the Yuan Dynasty had such a disciple for the first time, there would be no need for the old man to work hard everywhere."

Really smart.

Lin Su also praised Duanmu Yuan for choosing to faint at this time, which was undoubtedly the best choice, not only to save face, but also not to be in danger.

With such a clever and such a person, this year's Ninth Confucian University has a head start!

"Brother, Wu Shijie is dead. Can you let the old man out?"

After Wu Shijie's death, the Flying Yaksha fell silent and did not attack Luo Xingyun. Just seeing the combat power of the fork, how could Luo Xinyun rest assured in battle?

Wouldn't it be bad luck if she went crazy again?

Looking at the thoughtful Lin Su, Luo Xinyun smiled happily.

Lin Asu smiled silently and nodded without hesitation: "The older generation is with Wu Shijie, and the younger generation can't open the Fu formation, it's really annoying" Since he is dead, he has no reason to frame him anymore Stepping on the passage, in the blink of an eye, he walked outside the ruling array.

He glanced at the flying fork in horror, still in a daze, and then turned his gaze to Lin Su, and a cold light quietly came out.

"The younger brother is trustworthy, but the old man was trapped by you and almost died. "Shall we calculate this account?

Wu Shijie may not be able to see clearly, but Luo Xinyun has already guessed that Lin Su is not necessarily a person from a Tibetan temple, otherwise how could he be so ruthless?

He looked at Lin Su greedily and smiled. The old man didn't ask for much. As long as my brother gives you this set of rules and treasures from the secret, how about letting you go today?"

The voice continued, Luo Xinyun's figure flashed, and he pulled out his legs and threw himself at Lin Asu.

"The first demon of the Yuan Dynasty is really shameless!"

Lin Asu sneered, before Luo Xinyun came, he had already returned to the team.

Prosperity!

Luo Xinyun was thrown into the air and punched the golden hood.

In the center of the battle, inferior artists emitted a fierce light. The powerful force not only blocked all of Luo Xingyun's attacks, but also shocked Luo Xingyun's five steps.

"Very powerful tactics!But without the restraint of the flying fork, do you think the third-order matrix can't trap the old man in this area?

Luo Xinyun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were hot.

In fact, the battle of the Great Light Demon Suppression in Tibetan temples is completely different. Only this set of battlefields can rival the entire treasure of the book of Revelation!

The ten tigers of the French soldier, sneering in the palm of his hand, immediately appeared on the ruling phalanx under his control.

Lin Asu stood in the middle of the team, coldly watching Luo Xingyun drive the French soldiers to attack the battlefield suddenly, a mocking expression appeared on his lips, and he said softly: "Luo's seniors are also the most powerful in the master's realm. "This battle of light demons can't resist each other, but even so, it's enough to resist you for a while!"

The sound of the fierce collision with Lin Asu had just subsided, and it once again resounded in the square in front of the Nine Great Halls, and the golden hood rippled in a circle, making it difficult to resist Luo Xinyun's attack.

Luo Xinyun couldn't help but laugh when he heard Lin Asu's words, thinking of the Ten Tigers of the French soldiers, he said proudly: "If the third-level matrix is inspired by all his powers, it can match the power of the powerful master, but that's all. "In half a day, the old man will be able to defeat this battle! Boy, it's still the same sentence, hand over the formula and the treasure, the old man will spare your life today!"

Lin Su smiled and ignored it. He turned around and walked straight towards the Flying Yaksha not far away.

Somehow, after Wu Shijie was killed, the Flying Yaksha stood motionless, not noticing the conversation and collision between Lin Asu and Luo Xinyun.

Lin Asu approached, only to find that the beautiful face of the Flying Yaksha and a pair of jewel-like eyes were filled with a deep blankness.

He shook his head slightly, raised his hand, and pulled three drops of blood from his fingertips. He struck the fork in the forehead with a thunderclap.

"When you look at the bodhisattva and go deep into Prajna-Prajna-Lomita, you will see that the five stories are empty and have gone through all the sufferings – the eight dracons and the yakshas!"

With Lin Asu's actions, mysterious and complex runes erupted from between his hands. The rune flashed with golden eyes, and under his control, it entered the flying compound.

Only then did the motionless Yaksha seem to react, both eyes glowing bright red, looking at Lin Asu, opening his mouth and emitting sharp sound waves.

Weep!

The sound drove the vitality of heaven and earth, and in an instant, it hit Lin Asu's big chest, forcefully throwing him backwards, and slamming into the golden barrier.

Lin Asu's blood was gushing, but his eyes were even more nervous, ignoring the serious injuries in most parts and abdomen, the runes in his hands condensed faster and faster, while his mouth was reading the thoughts of the great light and demons in a deep and powerful voice.

"If I smell it-"

The scriptures and runes were entangled, forming an invisible shackle, constantly imprinted into the white jade Yaksha's body, only to see the surface of her skin, a layer of red light emitted a fierce light, as if to expel the runes from her body.

Lin Asu's face became paler and paler, but his spirits became more and more excited. For a moment, both of them froze, which made Luo Xinyun stare intently at the battlefield outside.

"The eight heavenly dragons are all living creatures!" Is this child really a descendant of a Tibetan temple?

"This damn boy!"

At this time, Luo Xingyun still didn't understand that the damn dwarf on the battlefield had been calculating step by step since he appeared, in order to let everyone enter his hub.

And the purpose of all this is to fly the Yaksha!

Luo Xinyun was ashamed and annoyed. The elder of the first cult of the Tang Dynasty, who lived for more than 200 years, was eaten to death by a child who looked less than 30 years old.

This is undoubtedly an unacceptable disgrace.

It wasn't until now that I realized that it was a little late! In the midst of this battle, the red light on the Flying Fork was getting brighter and brighter. Obviously, there was no way to resist the runes released by Lin Su. In this case, it was only in a very short period of time that Lin Su was able to successfully take over the Flying Fork.

At that time, Rao Shiluo never took Lin Su in his eyes, and also took into account the combat effectiveness of the flying fork!

"This old man is so angry!"

The more Luo Xingyun thought about it, the more angry he became, and he desperately wanted to come to the Nine Great Palaces, but not only did he find nothing, but he was also killed by this small piece of knife, he got rid of Wu Shijie, and formed an indissoluble bond with Ling Xiaomen. This is unreasonable.

What's even more hateful is that in view of this small miscellaneous force, the core disciple who could have left the Spirit Sect just sat on the sidelines and watched his companion leave.

(End of chapter)