Dan Zhuguo, struggling violently.

As if trying to break free from the shackles of the fruit tree, the whole fruit kept shaking.

On the gradually clear face, the eyelids kept flashing, and there were tears in them.

"Truth...... Truth ......"

As these two ancient syllables sounded, Dan Zhuguo's eyelids rose higher and higher.

At this moment, the long white knife flashing behind Yang Lin sensed the rhythm of Dan Zhuguo, and then flashed, as if it was a starlight that had been deviated from the rhythm.

"Really...... ......"

Suddenly, Dan Zhuguo's eyes opened, and two crystal tears hung on his eyes, ready to fall.

Thundered!

Above the clear sky, rolling thunder sounded, and purple lightning broke through the sky and hit the small Danzhu fruit.

Sou!

The machete moved.

Automatically flew above the Danzhu fruit, a white knife burst out, and the Danzhu fruit fell in response.

Two crystal tears were about to begin to drip, and a special energy gradually converged in place, and even time and space were a little blurred......

Under the purple electric shock, just two tears were divided.

At this moment, Yang Lin and Zhao Feiyan were already unconscious, and they fell into the memories of the past, and a young woman in Yang Lin's consciousness was looking at him lovingly and stretched out a pair of warm hands to him......

Brush!

Seeing that the two tears that had been coveted for a long time were about to be swept away by two purple lightning, how could the machete endure it any longer, and pounced on his body, and slashed directly at the purple lightning!

At the same time, Danjugo disappeared in situ.

Whoop!

The sound of electric light, purple gas is permeated, the rhyme is bursting, and the purple electricity disintegrates.

Bang!

The heavens were furious, and nine lightning bolts, like a mad dragon descending into the world, rushed towards the machete one after another.

Roar!

The dragon's roar shook the ground, spreading throughout the Xuantian Empire, causing all kinds of suspicions and setting off a battle of luck with many conspiracies.

As the lightning smashed down like money, the machete's body was full of cracks, and layers of skin fell off into ash, and the broadsword became shorter and shorter, gradually becoming a three-foot short blade.

Its color is blue, its quality is cold, and its blade is thick.

On the short blade, there seems to be faint handwriting, but when you look closely, there is no word to read.

Rumble!

In a short period of time, one hundred and eight lightning bolts have fallen.

Finally, the ancestral machete rose to the sky and slashed straight towards the clouds!

And Yang Lin, who was in the blur, finally approached the young woman's hands and approached his mother's arms......

Brush!

The machete, go fast, go back faster, because there is a sea of thunder behind him.

The purple thunder pond was pitch black at this time, which made the whole world dim, and the day turned into night, but there was not even a little starlight.

Between heaven and earth, there is only a devastating purple, and a touch of white like a swimming fish.

Phew!

Whew!

The machete, nine up and nine down, nine in and nine out, poke out one hole after another in the sky, and let the sky shine from time to time!

Roar!

Suddenly, the machete seemed to split in two.

A phantom shadow rushed down to the sky, slashing straight at Yang Lin's head!

The remaining one is more condensed, it is the body of the machete, which suddenly rises against the wind, and in an instant, it spans the heavens and the earth, becoming another heavy sky!

Up and down the Xuantian Empire, billions of trillions of people only heard a dense muffled sound from the sky, like fried beans in an iron pot, everyone was worried for a while, and even the old monsters of the major holy lands woke up from the retreat, silently preparing the most powerful trick in their lives, as a preparation for what happened.

Brush!

After a full two quarters of an hour, the sky slowly revealed the light of the sky, and the huge machete had long since returned to Yang Lin's side, but it was only a few feet long, and the knife was full of pits, as if it had been ravaged for centuries.

"Mom, don't go ......"

Yang Lin, who was in a daze, grabbed it indiscriminately, and finally hugged a warm body, and then slowly closed his eyes......

At this time, the one who was tightly hugged by Yang Lin was naturally Zhao Feiyan. And Zhao Feiyan herself also fell into a long dream, as if a completely unfamiliar civilization was guiding her, which surprised her and made her unaware of the outside world.

After the lightning strike, the Zhao landlord flower orchard, which should have been in a mess, was a bright spring at this time, and there was no damage at all, only the Danzhu flower lost a fruit, and the broken stem had already withered, and no one would have thought of the great horror that happened here just now.

"Yan'er, Lin'er, where are you?"

After a while, the noisy footsteps and anxious calls gradually all converged on the flower and fruit orchard.

Zhao Wanshi, who was still full of bandages, held a dry tobacco stick, took the lead, broke in, looked at it, and felt great horror!

As if encountering a flood beast, he immediately turned around and said to everyone behind him: "Quiet! Stand down! Don't disturb the eldest lady's epiphany of the way of melon fields and plums!"

After everyone dispersed, Zhao Wanshi blushed and paced slowly, looking at Yang Lin, who was still holding his daughter tightly, he was already angry in his heart, and according to that heroic and sunny face, he was a landlord kicking!

"Ah, Mom, Lin Er hurts so much...... Don't leave me ......"

The frightened Yang Lin, like a frightened rabbit, dodged indiscriminately and burrowed his entire head into Zhao Feiyan's arms......

"Ahh

However, at this moment, the figure flashed, but there was an old man in green clothes with a goatee, who turned around, but when he saw the situation on the ground, he immediately smiled awkwardly:

"Youthful years, what a beautiful memory! Landlord Zhao, it's been a long time! Let young people get closer, you and I go to talk about goodbye and miss later?"

Zhao Wanshi was about to refuse, but the old man pulled him out of the flower orchard with a light hand, and this method made Zhao Wanshi not slow down for a long time......

Yang Lin is under the shade of flowers, although he enjoys a lot of blessings, but he has no feeling at this time, and there is a life-threatening accident in the sea of consciousness.

......

Rest Village, Yang's old residence.

"Ancestor bless, the machete is finally unsealed!"

Yang Chengzu, holding three good dragon head crutches, looked up at the sky, and was so excited that he burst into tears.

Syllable!

The three dragon head crutches were broken together, but the old man was too excited, and a little force caused such a result.

"Yes, most of the family's bad luck has finally been lifted, but Lin Er's fate is no longer unpredictable......"

At this time, Yang Taizhi completely lost the resentment he had towards his son that day, and looked at the direction of Ping Demon Town from afar, his eyes were full of worry.

"Providence is like this, how can I wait for my children and grandchildren to choose! However, in this way, it is cheaper for the little girl of the Zhao family, and the benefits obtained this time are difficult to estimate!" Yang Chengzu threw the dragon head with his backhand: "Get these rags for Lao Tzu, do you look down on you Lao Tzu, or do you think that Lao Tzu is not worthy of using good roots! Next time, get strong roots! Hmph! Not useful!"

Watching the old man walk briskly to the backyard, Yang Taizhi couldn't see the happiness in the old man's heart, but he had to show his face to his son, completely basing his happiness on the pain of his son.

What an old guy who pits his son!

It's a pity that the stinky boy in my family is not around, which is really a pity.

Bent down, silently picked up the broken dragon head crutch, I really don't believe that the dignified Taishan pine is so useless, is it a fake made by Yang Sen's unscrupulous son?

If that's the case, go back and never let him feel better, huh!

"Shhh......hh

"Such a hard wood...... The old man's strength ...... It's just terrifying!"

Touching the unbroken Taishan wood, Yang Taiji muttered secretly: "What kind of strength does the old man have......?"

......

Ping Demon Village, Zhao House.

"Girl, don't cry, don't cry. Poor Dao [Wang Deliang], specializing in the treatment of all kinds of incurable diseases, has always been hand to disease removal, even in the huge [Qizhou] also has a small medical name. You little lover, at most it is a disease of yang deficiency, rest assured, you will not lose a breath, and the poor road will be kept until the disease is removed!"

The old man in Tsing Yi with a goatee, his eyes flashed, he deliberately slowed down, and carefully looked at Zhao Feiyan with an anxious face.

"Daoist is merciful, please take two steps quickly, it is important to save people!

Zhao Feiyan's hair was scattered, her face was a little weak and helpless, her voice was clear, even if she was in a hurry, her bearing was not messy at all, and she had a different style from usual.

"Girl, don't be rude! Wang Dao has long cultivated to a high level, for this yang deficiency...... The disease has been studied deeply, and it is natural to make contributions. It's just that Yang Lin, this kid, why does he have such a problem at a young age......?

Zhao Wanshi was annoyed that Yang Lin was light on his own daughter, and deliberately followed behind Wang Deliang, slowly swaying forward, thinking that it was to let that kid suffer a little more.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, Zhao Feiyan came to ask for help in a panic, saying that Yang Lin's face was pale, his body was weak, he was sweating constantly, he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed, and he still talked nonsense from time to time.

Wang Deliang, who was chatting with Zhao Wanshi, immediately showed compassion (came to the spirit) when he saw Zhao Feiyan and offered to go to Yang Lin's rescue.

Because of Wang Deliang's previous action and the chat just now, Zhao Wanshi has already regarded this person as a senior master, where would he think of anything else.

......

In the middle of the garden.

Yang Lin was lying among the flowers and plants, his face was as white as paper, and he was sweating from time to time, and he was already unconscious.

In the sea of consciousness, the waves were surging, the light was flying, and it had already become a mess, Yang Lin could see it clearly, but he had no ability to interfere at all.

There are two sides in the fierce battle, one is the machete phantom, and the other is purple lightning.

There is also a red fruit, which is at the center of the fierce battle between the two parties, and it is the Danzhu fruit that has disappeared from the outside world.

In addition, there is also a spiritual platform in the sea of consciousness, and there is still a ...... on the spiritual platform Yang Lin didn't know what this thing was, but he vaguely felt that this thing was very related and could not be damaged.

"What a calamity! Why do you have to get my territory when you fight! This knife can really cause trouble, and it is really unreasonable for you to get into trouble yourself, but hide in my sea of consciousness!"

Yang Lin could only secretly pray that they would leave quickly and not cause him too much damage.

However, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes.

Sou!

Dan Zhuguo, who was chased and killed by both parties, saw that there was no way to escape, so he had to hang two tears and run towards the spiritual platform!

The speed is extremely fast, obviously it has been accumulating strength for a long time, and it is about to reach the jade pillar in the blink of an eye.

However, for some reason, Dan Zhuguo's move seemed to have aroused the anger of the public, and he was forced to force the machete and the purple lightning group to join forces, one left and one right, two rays of light, and split the two tears on the left and right.

"True ......"

"......"