"You don't have a chance!"

This was a voice that suppressed anger, although it was not high, but at this moment, it attracted everyone's attention.

Guy has not yet arrived, a sword light. It has already pierced the palm of Zuo Lengchan's hand that used the Cold Ice Divine Palm!

The timing was just right.

"yes, there's no chance......!"

Seeing the person coming, Zhang Renfeng smiled bitterly, and in an instant, a short sword appeared in his hand, only to hear a snort, which had pierced his heart.

He has no chance, he really has no chance, this is his best chance, but now that his beloved is dying in front of him, is what he wants in his heart really what he wants?

Jagged sword, long and short two swords, the long sword killed the drizzle, the short sword killed Zhang Renfeng, the name of the sword is uneven, sure enough, the sword is like its name, the move is like its name, and the person is also like its name.

"Smoke and rain lane, pretty girl, holding an umbrella and looking back and smiling into my heart. The small alley, the flowers are fragrant, and the plain fan lightly picks up the hearts of the people. With red makeup, long conversations, and mutual companionship, we have been dreaming together since then. ”

Zhang Renfeng's voice is already inaudible!

The word love hurts people the most, this word, whether it is family affection or love.

Lin Yizhi stood quietly beside the corpses of the two, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart!

"It's not good to die like this!"

is still the same sentence, there is no right or wrong on the rivers and lakes, the winner is king, the loser is the villain, right and wrong, only the living can comment.

"As for the others?"

Lin Yizhi's eyes full of murderous intent suddenly looked straight at the attackers.

"Zuo Lengchan, I want you to die without a place to be buried!"

When Lin Yizhi arrived, Zuo Lengchan was deliberately retreating, but could he retreat? Can't go back at all.

"If you're here, don't even think about getting out alive!"

Lin Yizhi raised his hand and took out the palm, Zixia magic worked, purple qi gushed out along the palm of his hand, and the violent energy instantly passed through the obstacles, and a fierce palm was imprinted on Zuo Lengchan's chest, this palm is fast and ruthless, although it is not a magic skill, but he is well versed in the three flavors of suppressing people, Lin Yizhi has never been so happy since his internal strength, and the internal force in his body is like a cloud! Constantly gushing out, how could Zuo Lengchan be Lin Yizhi's opponent?

Hearing only the crisp sound of the cara, Zuo Lengchan had already been slapped by Lin Yizhi's palm, flying several meters sideways, and falling out of the patio.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, this action was so fast that no one could see when Lin Yizhi made his move, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts, if this palm fell on themselves, their hearts would inevitably be smashed into pieces!

Just listening to this crisp sound, the ribs on Zuo Lengchan's chest must have been broken a long time ago, and several people didn't dare to think about it anymore, they weren't sure if Zuo Lengchan couldn't even take Lin Yi's palm.

I wanted to check what Zuo Lengchan was like, but everyone had just entered the patio in order to arrest Lin Zhennan, and there were walls on all sides, and at this time, they were already surrounded by Lin Yi and one of them.

Ding Ding was half-ringing, but Cheng Buxian, who was wearing the costume of the Huashan faction, arched his hand and said: "Lin Shaoxia, my brother and I are not from the Songshan faction, this trip is just a misunderstanding, Huashan and Fuwei Dart Bureau have always been good friends, and I hope Haihan!" ”

Lin Bofen frowned and pondered, only to feel that these two sentences were quite familiar, and after thinking about it, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, isn't this what his nephew said just now? In an instant, he was angry and scolded.

"You turtle grandson, you don't have to be ashamed, you just said that the Fuwei Dart Bureau is the Qi Sect, what does it have to do with your Sword Sect? How do you come to make friends now? ”

Cheng Buxian looked slightly embarrassed, but spoke again: "Lin Yizhi, our Uncle Feng is still alive in the world...... ”

"Shut up!"

Feng Buping raised his sword to stop him from wanting to speak, and said: "Senior Brother Cheng, you and my senior brother will die if they die, don't lose the bearing of our Huashan Sect Sword Sect!" ”

This wind is not even, he is worthy of being the supreme ruler of the Sword Sect at present, and his bearing is something that people can't help but admire.

As for what he said about Uncle Feng? Don't think about it, it must be the eighth Sword Saint Feng Qingyang on the Heavenly List!

If in the past, Lin Yizhi heard this name, he would inevitably let go of the Huashan faction, but the dragon has reverse scales, and if he touches it, he will die, and no one who came today can escape.

"Squeak!"

Lin Bofen felt a lightness in his hand for the first time, and looked at his hand, turning the wheel sword, but he didn't know when it had already arrived in Lin Yizhi's hands.

"Hurry up and run!"

No one wants to die, and even if there is only one way, they will struggle once or twice before they die, only to hear the sound of a whoosh, and everyone flies onto the roof and flees in all directions.

But it's all mosquitoes and fleas! Lin Yizhi didn't bother to make a move, but there were too many fleas, although it was not fatal, it was very annoying.

"Boom!"

Lin Yizhi's figure turned from real to virtual, and then from virtual to real, the long sword came out of the scabbard and into the scabbard, but the people who fled scattered continued to flee forward.

But he didn't escape a few steps, and the blood rain sprinkled, like dumplings, and his head was cut off from the roof, but he couldn't die anymore.

"Your strength?"

Lin Bofen was quite envious.

Lin Yizhi didn't have time to explain, he hurriedly pushed the door and walked into the house, he was worried about his parents, but he had to find his parents first.

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Yizhi was stunned again, and there was a corpse lying on the ground in this room.

Judging from the traces of the fight in the room, it should be at the door of the secret room, which is easy to identify, because there is still a person standing at the door of the secret room, that is, the old woman who was pointed to the acupoint.

Lin Yizhi lightly buckled the vase on the side, the vase turned around, and a secret door appeared in front of the two of them.

"Yi'er?"

The secret door opened, and exclamations rang out.

Lin Yizhi hadn't seen this face for a long time, and at this time, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Mother!"

This voice of Lin Yizhi is sincere, after all, in the 10 years that have just crossed over, Lin Yizhi has always called like this, and there is no jerky feeling at all.

"Yi'er, go and save your little sister! Your little sister was taken away. ”

Mrs. Wang was very anxious, cold sweat was falling on her face, she was already weak after giving birth, but now she was worried, and her face was even paler.

Lin Yizhi hurriedly plated his mother with a true temperature to nourish herself, and then asked, "Mother, don't worry, who took the little sister away?" Are there any characteristics of that person? ”

"Young Master Lin! We didn't see the person who shot it, but we saw a rope winding in, killing the person who broke into the house, and escaped from the window by the young lady, and Mr. Lin had already chased him! ”

The person who said this was Lin Bofen's stable woman who had just unlocked the acupoint, and he was not from the Lin family, so it seemed a little strange to say what he said.

"Ropes?"

Lin Bofen and Lin Yizhi glanced at each other, but they both thought of one person at the same time.