"Sun-devouring bow, Xuanwei arrow!"

With a wave of Lin Feng's hand, the one-person-tall golden longbow and a pot of long arrows appeared in front of him.

"Although the Sun Devouring Bow is only a second-level rune equipment, it is definitely the best of the second-level rune equipment!" Lin Feng looked at the longbow that exuded a faint fluctuation of Yuan power.

"Those weapons of the Golden Scale Guard, according to Qi Ming, are barely second-level rune equipment, but they obviously can't be compared to this Sun Devouring Bow. "

"And this Xuanwei Arrow is an ancient thing, and the current talisman can't build it at all!"

Lin Feng took out a Xuanwei arrow and glanced at the runic array on it attentively, feeling dizzy and dizzy, he quickly turned his face away.

"Now with this pair of bows and arrows, I can already threaten opponents of the same level from a distance, and sniping the seventh powerhouse of the Tiger Shape Fist is not a problem at all. If you use the power of local strengthening, you can even threaten the powerhouse of the eighth level of the Tiger Fist!"

"When I reach the ninth level of the Tiger Shape Fist, relying on this set of bows and arrows, I can even threaten a first-level martial artist!"

"This set of bows and arrows will also become my secret weapon, and I will never use it until the critical moment. "

Lin Feng waved his hand and put away his bow and arrows.

"However, what makes me happiest this time is the creation of the Canglang Triple Stack Footwork. A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.

The method of carving runes on the ground is the closest to the true meaning of runes.

This kind of footwork requires Lin Feng to have enough distance between him and his opponent, as long as the distance is enough, the power of this Canglang Triad is also extremely amazing.

"Ten zhang is the best distance for impact. At this distance, I can even go head-on against the full force of the ninth powerhouse of the Tiger Shape Fist!"

This time, he had just comprehended this kind of footwork, and he used it twice in the Tiannan Mountain Range, which caused the death of the two Golden Scale Guards of the ninth level of the Inner Fist, but Lin Feng didn't think that he now had the strength to kill the ninth level of the Tiger Shape Fist in seconds.

The two Golden Scale Guards were already injured, and they were also restrained by the puppets, so they were killed by him with one blow. If the other party is at the peak, I'm afraid it's a different situation.

But at the very least, after using the Canglang Triple Charge, it would be no problem to resist the full force of a Tiger Fist Ninth Strongman. And the powerhouses of the eighth weight of the Tiger Fist and below were simply unable to resist his attack.

From now on, whether it was horse fighting or foot fighting, Lin Feng had the ability to fight by leapfrogging the three stacks of the waves. This improvement naturally made Lin Feng extremely happy.

This time when he entered the mountain, what shocked Lin Feng the most was Qi Ming's wealth. Just two third-level talisman puppets are worth more than a billion gold coins. And Qi Ming is just a descendant of a traveling family, not the real ruler of the clan. The strength of the Wanzhou Qi family is also visible.

"Elder Zhuang, Wanzhou Qi family, have you heard of it?" Lin Feng said.

Zhuang Lao said: "The Wanzhou Qi family, that is an ancient family in the center of the continent, and ordinary forces are not qualified to know about its existence at all. But what kind of identity is the old man? Naturally, I have heard of it. This kind of power is not at all comparable to your Falling Cloud Sect. If the Wanzhou Qi family is compared to the sun, the Falling Cloud Sect is not even a star. "

"It's so powerful!Old Zhuang, tell me about the Wanzhou Qi family!" Lin Feng said again and again.

Zhuang Lao Chuanyin ^H said: "Boy, when you have enough strength, you will naturally have the qualifications to contact these secret forces. Knowing too much now doesn't do you any good. "

"Old Zhuang, how is your net worth back then compared to Qi Ming?" Lin Feng asked again.

Zhuang Lao snorted and said: "The old man didn't even pay attention to the Wanzhou Qi family back then, how do you say my net worth is better than Qi Ming?"

"Really?" Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and there was an interested look on his face.

Zhuang Lao smiled bitterly: "Boy, don't ask again, the old man is very tired and wants to rest!"

"............" Lin Feng was speechless.

"Boy, think about it, in the small Luoyun City, the old man didn't dare to speak out, for fear of being discovered. Although this town of ten thousand beasts is small, it is a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, and the masters don't know how many, what if you keep asking like this, and let others find out about the existence of the old man? Do you want to kill the old man?" said with a bitter smile. ♀

"That's it!" Lin Feng suddenly nodded his head quickly, "Then you can rest for a long time, I won't ask!"

Zhuang Lao snorted and stopped talking.

"Fortunately, this kid doesn't ask! If Xue Xinlan's girl finds out about my existence, it will be a big trouble............ Zhuang Lao said in his heart.

............

Inside the Black Bauhinia Hotel, Xue Xinlan's room.

"Good boy, stop crying!"

Xue Xinlan patted Liu Qingwu's shoulder lovingly, and said softly: "What happened to you when you entered the Tiannan Mountain Range this time, tell me! Of course, you don't need to tell me about those things you don't want to talk about." "

"Yes, Master. "

Liu Qingwu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and spoke softly......

"Are you saying that the two scum of the Sword Sect came here for the inheritance of an ancient powerhouse?"

After Liu Qingwu finished speaking, Xue Xinlan pondered for a moment, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said softly.

"Hmm!" Liu Qingwu nodded, "The strong man who left the inheritance, the name should be Xuanyuan Wei." "

"Xuanyuanwei, Xuanyuanwei............" A sneer appeared on Xue Xinlan's beautiful face, "These two things don't know whether to live or die! If they know what Xuanyuanwei's inheritance means, I'm afraid they won't go to death!"

"That Xuanyuanwei, does Master know about him?" Liu Qingwu was stunned.

"Although Xuanyuan Wei was a strong man ten thousand years ago, he was the ancestor of the Ghost Thorn of the Continent's No. 1 Killer Organization, how could I not have heard of him. Xue Xinlan sneered, "If the two scum of the Chu family really accept the inheritance, I'm afraid they will immediately regret it!"

"Why, Master?" Liu Qingwu was stunned.

Xue Xinlan said: "Because Xuanyuan Wei's martial arts 'Blood Refining Demon Skill' is too evil and violates the harmony of heaven, the past generations of ghosts and treacherous rulers all died in the prime of life, which is the reason." This is still practicing blood refining magic skills by himself, if he accepts the inheritance of Xuanyuan Wei, hehe, it would be good to live for ten years and eight years. What's the point of being powerful if you don't even have your life?"

"I see. Liu Qingwu nodded slightly.

"If it's someone else's heritage, I might be interested in looking at it. But the ghost stabbed the inheritance of the ancestors, so forget it!"

"Master, what does the blood refining demon skill look like, why does it violate the harmony of heaven?" asked Liu Qingwu.

"I don't know what the Blood Refining Demon Skill is. This is also a secret in the ghost thorn. Xue Xin Lan said, "But it is said to be related to blood." "

"Blood?"

"Okay, let's not talk about that. "

Xue Xinlan smiled, looked at Liu Qingwu and said, "By the way, you said that Lin Feng relied on the three stacks of the waves, and he was actually able to resist the ninth weight of the inner fist of the Golden Scale Guard?"

"Yes. Thinking of Lin Feng's majesty of slashing Chu Tong to death with one sword, Liu Qingwu nodded with a complicated expression.

"The seventh weight of the inner fist, the ninth weight of the hard resistance of the inner fist, this kid of the Luoyun Sect is really a bit of a doorway. Xue Xinlan smiled and said, "Qingwu, you go and invite him over tomorrow, I have something to ask him." "

"I?, invite him?" Liu Qingwu frowned, "Master, my relationship with him is not very good......

"Light dance, the same is the same. Xue Xin Lan Dao, "This Lin Feng is fighting against the Badaomen in the Tiannan Mountain Range this time, and it can also be said that he is out for you. Even if you are still opponents in the future, it is also appropriate to say thank you for this matter. Besides, I asked him to come, there are some things that need to be asked of him, and you just invited him on my behalf. "

"Yes, Master. Liu Qingwu bowed his head and said.

"Okay, you're too tired, take a good rest! forget all the things that should be forgotten, and talk about everything tomorrow!" Xue Xinlan waved her hand.

Liu Qingwu answered, bowed down, and walked to his room next door.

Xue Xinlan raised her eyebrows and muttered, "The inheritance of the old ghost of Xuanyuan should have been accepted by the person who saved the light dance. I don't know what kind of person he is, but now it seems that his heart is not too bad. "

"I hope he can have a strong enough heart and make less killing!"

Standing up and gently closing the door, the light in Xue Xin's blue eyes flashed, and she sighed faintly.

"Lin Feng's power............ It shouldn't come from the power of blood. He was able to kill the ninth powerhouse of the inner fist, and it was definitely not just the effect of the three stacks of the waves. "

"Could it be...... Vermilion Bird Vientiane Gong?"

Xue Xinlan's gaze fell on the wall of the room.

It was a portrait of a middle-aged man.

The man in the portrait is handsome and dashing, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

The paper of the scroll has turned slightly yellow, but it is very well protected. The whole painting has no other color, and is completely outlined with extremely fine gray lines, which is completely different from the ordinary painting scrolls on the Xuanwu Continent.

Looking at the man in the painting, there was also a hint of fascination in the depths of Xue Xinlan's eyes.

"Zhuang Midie, this Lin Feng ............ Could it be your heir? His power comes from your Vermilion Bird Wanxiang Gong?"

"If he was your heir, where are you now? After all these years, why didn't you come to me? When do you want me to wait?"

Xue Xinlan's wrist flipped, and a strange thing appeared in her hand.

Several thin, light cloth bands are connected to two oval pieces of cloth.

Looking at this strange thing, a slight smile appeared on Xue Xinlan's face, and a man's voice echoed in her heart.

"Xinlan girl, you are good everywhere, but your breasts are too small. This baby is given to you, and wearing it in your clothes will definitely make you look more like a woman, haha!"

Thinking of the evil voice, Xue Xinlan's face turned even redder, and she took a bite gently: "Bad guy!"

"If this kid is your disciple, then you must still be alive. "

"Zhuang Midie, if you really avoid me, I must have a way for you to come out to see me. Xue Xinlan bit her rosy lip and said softly.

"If you don't come out to see me, I'll kill you with the Night Blade's blood!"

Xue Xinlan said hatefully, looking at her wrist.

A blood-like orchid emerged from under her skin and bloomed on her wrist............

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)