Later, the rise of the Yun Shui Han family, after hundreds of years, defeated nearly a thousand large and small forces on the Daying Sea, and basically brought the entire Daying Sea under its rule, although the round-trip merchant ships also needed to pay the money to buy the road, but the Yun family's charges were fairly fair, quite reputable, and never arbitrarily raised the price, and went back on their word, so gradually the two mainland forces also acquiesced to the Yun family's rule in this place.

Cao Hengli said to Long Lin.

For the Fengqi Continent, Long Lin also has a little understanding, it is a foreign place, the area is more than twice as large as the Longyuan Continent, the barbarian witches live together, the bandits are divided, the aura is thinner than the Longyuan Continent, and the level of cultivation is low. Due to the natural buffer zone of the Great Ying Sea, the two continents have always been at peace with each other, because the cultivation forces of the Longyuan Continent have little interest in the Fengqi Continent, and Fengqi is not able to plunder or infiltrate Longyuan on a large scale, so a relatively peaceful state has been formed.

Long Bao planned to let the ant demons eat the Wangusen Luo Mu on the island before leaving, and Long Lin also wanted to practice his sword in the Daying Sea near the island, so he arranged for everyone to practice separately. Considering that Long Bao's injuries were not yet complete, Long Lin ordered Mao Juhua, Hu Wangcai, Cao Hengli, and Cui Rutie to stay with Long Bao, just in case.

He urgently needed a suitable environment for him to readjust to the new "Shaking Light Knife". To his surprise, the shaking light seemed to have some kind of breath of life, and when he held the knife and was silent, he could feel its breath... This breath is like a long wind outside the sky, and like a lazy surface and a deep torrent of the turbulent ocean, the breath is high, deep, majestic, pure, endless, dormant and brewing unimaginable mysterious power.

He practiced his knife at the bottom of the sea, ran the "Heavenly Punishment Technique" to resist the powerful and incomparable suppressive power of the sea, and meditated on the three knife intents that flashed on the "Breaking Army"... Dozens of days later, he gradually began to harmonize with the undulations of Shaguang's breathing, and the feeling of the sea oppressing him was not as terrifying as it had been at first.

If someone peeks at the bottom of the sea, they will find that the five-colored starlight around Longlin is bright, the virtual and the real are shifted, and they are arranged in a staggered manner, just like a transparent brocade robe, condensed into a starry space like an enchantment.

He was within his own boundary, and the stars were all over his body, clear as a god.

Although the knife intent he exerted at this time was still far from the realm presented on the "Breaking Army", it was no longer the original state of deliberately copying, painting dragons and only painting skin, because he already had a certain feeling and echo with the shaking knife.

One day, suddenly it was dark and there was a tsunami, as if there was a thunderstorm into the sea, and the huge explosion of the spiritual power waves collided with each other stunned countless creatures in the sea, and the heavier ones were directly torn into pieces, and the sea water was dyed into large scarlets, and the small enchantment of the stars of Longlin also writhed strongly, and there was a collapse phase.

He hurriedly reined in his sword intent, opened the spiritual power shield and surfaced on the sea, only to see the protective array outside the hundreds of islands in the distance lit up again, and the golden line segment flowed rapidly and changed, much more complicated than what he had seen before, only to see two figures roaring out, the fight was fierce, and the clouds and water were subverted in an instant, and the sky was discolored. Long Lin looked at it, it was Mrs. Yun and Yun Shuihan!

Back then, he had peeked at Yun Shui Han in the Yan Bing Peak of the Lingxi Sect, and he was extremely impressed by this person's appearance; It's just that Mrs. Yun was slashed by her own light shaking knife, and it seemed that it was difficult to exert all her strength, but she was on par with Yun Shuihan.

Long Lin flew back to Senluo Wooden Knife and joined Long Bao. Long Bao had already taken everyone to stand on the top of the mountain to watch the excitement, he was much more familiar with Yun Shui Han than Long Lin, and when he saw Long Lin appear, he hurriedly said: "Brother Lin, you see that the couple is fighting!"

"Ah Li, are you crazy?" Yun Shuihan roared, "Don't you stop?" The sound was like thunder breaking through the barriers, shaking people's eardrums.

"I'm crazy, driven crazy by you!" "Lady Yun shouted without showing weakness, "If you mess with Yun Shuixi's broom star fox spirit again, I will never be finished with you!"

"Full of nonsense!" Yun Shuihan's face was full of purple, and he was really angry, "Sister Xi is my Yun family, and I am the head of the Yun family, if my sister can't protect her, won't I make the world laugh off my big teeth!"

"Are you still afraid of being laughed off by the people of the world? The you did is not enough for the people of the world to laugh off the big teeth?" Mrs. Yun gritted her teeth and looked angry, her face was ridged, and her body was full of life, and her white bones were hideous, which was daunting, "In a word, with me reading Qiuli, there would be no Yun Shuixi without her... Since you have done it with me, the kindness of husband and wife has been extinguished!

"Damn, what a splash!" Long Bao looked up and smashed his mouth.

Before Madame Yun could finish speaking, she let out a bang, and a white bone claw more than ten zhang wide grabbed a small mountain beside Long Bao with one claw, and the Wangusen Luo Mu that was pinched into powder fell between the white bone fingers, and the sky was full of golden-green dust and fluttered; Long Lin clearly saw the scars all over the white bone claws, each one was several feet wide, and there were dark red flame-like flesh surging inside, like a cracked purgatory, the yin wind gusted, the ghosts cried and chirped, the knife mountain oil pot, the copper pillar cow pit... It can all be seen vividly, and the desperate corpse, resentment, and anger that fills the world make Cui Rutie and the others look like ashes, and their minds are invaded.

Mao Juhua stared at the Zhu Xian Chi on Mrs. Yun's bun, it was a treasure that the eldest master gave her to protect herself, but she didn't expect to be seized by the other party for the first time... Mao Juhua's heart is like a soup, and she can't wait to kill this evil woman named Nian Qiuli immediately and recapture Zhuxian Chi.

The people watching the battle quickly divided their opinions, Cui Rutie and Cao Hengli, who had Long Lin's Concentration and Poison Removal Pill, they thought that Yun Shuihan hooked up with his sister, hurt the original partner, and even fought with his wife, which was really detrimental to human dignity; Hu Wangcai hesitated for a moment, but still stood on Mao Juhua's side, because he felt that Nian Qiuli's face was abominable and terrifying, and normal men "couldn't do it at all";

Long Lin was observing the body of Yun Shuihan, the Lord of the Great Ying Sea who wore the hat of the number one killing god in the Longyuan Continent, and found that he was actually a mutated single spirit root that was unique in a million: the wind spirit root. This kind of monk's control and use of spiritual power is the most powerful and keenest of all cultivators, from the Qing Dynasty to the end of Qingping, a slight darkness, suddenly thunder in the middle of the clouds and peaks, the rivers and seas burst, and suddenly the twilight clouds clutch, cut off the flow of logging... It's all just in an instant, virtual and real, strong and weak are unpredictable, and the "Ode to the Wind" that I have practiced has a great sense of mutual confirmation, but they are also meteorological, and there are many subtleties to figure out.

Nian Qiuli became more and more irritable the more he fought, the big claws of white bones clawed the island collapsed, and the waves were monstrous; the cold and heat of Yun Shui Han's exerted frying and sharp wind like a knife blew so that Long Lin, who was standing outside the spiritual power shield, felt pain in his skin, and if he was replaced by an ordinary monk, he was afraid that he would have been cut to only white bones. Everyone knew that he was not a big man, but that he was born with extremely strong skin and never got hurt, so they couldn't help but look at him with respect.

Suddenly, the thunderclap of Karakala sounded in the stormy and frantic sky, and the black-red ghost fire splashed like meteors all over the sky, mixed with Nian Qiuli's miserable cry, obviously injured.

It didn't take long for the clouds and haze to dissipate, and everyone could see clearly that Nian Qiuli's pair of white bone arms had been twisted in unison at the elbow. She was so painful that she almost fell from the cloud, hurriedly recited the magic formula, restored the white bone claw into a flesh and blood arm, made a mistake on her chest, and barely took back the broken bone, her eyes were full of resentment, grief and unwillingness, and she looked at Yun Shuihan, who was standing dozens of feet opposite her.

The Mao Chrysanthemum in the shield hurriedly communicated with Long Bao, Long Lin knew that she wanted to recapture Zhu Xianchi, but Long Bao's injury had not healed, he didn't want Long Bao to be in danger, so he shouted "Chrysanthemum, come with me!", a palm split out of the gale, trapping Nian Qiuli in the whirling wind again, her figure disappeared in a blur, and she was trapped in a huge "cylinder" with shape and quality.

Yun Shuihan, who was looking at him from afar, couldn't help but be stunned, although he had long noticed these spectators, but he didn't take it to heart, this mortal boy who couldn't see the realm had such a strong ability to transform the wind with spiritual power, which really shocked him, especially the pure and fierce Vermilion Bird Fire in the wind, which suddenly suppressed the "Eighteen Mud Plows" realm that Nian Qiuli hastily cast; The ghostly fire's fluttering white bones pierced out of the windpipe, trying to counterattack, but the supreme Yang Suzaku fire's restraint on this hell fire was very significant, and Nian Qiuli's several breakthroughs were trapped and struck, and they collapsed and retracted.

A black collar with a sharp grotesque roar slashed towards a "gap" in the windpipe, which was the weak point of the wind that Long Lin had deliberately left behind, but there were several times more fierce Vermilion Bird Fire than elsewhere, and the collar dragged out a long gray-black phantom, rushing towards it at a frighteningly fast speed.

"Stop!" Yun Shuihan shouted, and he didn't see him stretch out his hand, and thousands of wind blades shot out with the sound, knocking Mao Chrysanthemum's collar into the air; another flexible long wind was like a flexible and surging hand, put on the collar, and a clever and domineering strange force immediately controlled the straight momentum of the collar, and swooped backwards and retreated.

The collar swayed up and down in the air drunkenly, struggling fiercely, but it was still dragged away by the majestic volley.