Chapter Twenty-Eight: Lin Potian Appears

"Damn, why did he come here!"

Around the ring in Nancheng District, someone suddenly exclaimed, and an outside casual cultivation master looked at the blood-clothed man who was slowly walking towards the first deputy ring, and said suspiciously: "This guy looks quite stylish, with a long sword on his back and a bloody coat, this outfit is really good!" ”

"At first glance, you are an outsider, and even he doesn't know it!"

"What, is this guy famous?"

"This guy is the killing god of the Mo family, the life of killing embryos has long been famous in the Holy City, this person will see blood when he makes a move, although he is not very young, he is still a disciple of Mo Feng, the young master of the Mo family, but his cultivation is terrifying, it's over, as soon as this guy comes on the field, I have no chance at all!"

Another Holy City master said disdainfully: "Even if he doesn't play, you won't have a chance, but I don't think this person is going to the main ring!" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Look at the ring he chose, the main ring is the top master of the Holy Gate, what is it called, Mu Jianyang, according to his cultivation, it is unfathomable!"

"Then there's a good show!"

After Lin Po stepped into the ring, Wu on the side shook his head helplessly, but he didn't object, after more than a month of special training, he knew the horror of this guy now, but the reason why he chose this ring seemed to be related to Longhai City, according to Mu Jianyang, there was a bit of a conflict with the Mo family over there, so after Lin Po knew, he chose this ring without hesitation!

"You're here!"

Yang Qingfeng looked at Wu and said with a smile: "I heard that your son went to special training, what was the result?" ”

Mo Wu smiled and said, "It's okay, why didn't you play?" ”

Yang Qingfeng pointed to the main ring in the middle, and said softly: "Anyway, someone is on top, how comfortable can I be, Lin Po is going to Mu Jianyang, but this Mu Jianyang is not simple!" ”

"Then we'll see!"

"It seems that your confidence is quite strong, by the way, the ring you are going to go to is a little bad now, the blood power of the Blood Shadow Sect was defeated by an unknown master, so he fought towards your ring!"

"My ring?"

"Hehe, you are still pretending to be confused, the three disciples of your senior brother Seven Absolute Sword Lu Zhengyu are sitting in the main ring, plus the apprentices of several of your senior brothers and sisters, there is no problem for the time being, however, the cultivation of Xueli has also improved by leaps and bounds during this time, you had better be careful!"

Mo Wu said confidently: "Really? Then wait and see, I hope he won't let me down, I heard that this guy has done a lot of things in Longhai City, which has made the disciples of your four ancient clans very embarrassed, how about it, give some benefits, and I'll help you clean him up? ”

Yang Qingfeng looked at Wu speechlessly, pouted, and said, "Can you do it?" ”

"Wu, you're back!"

At this moment, Long Yuan and Zhang Wenfang came over together, and after Mo Wu walked over and hugged them, he said softly: "Well, I'm back, I make you worried!" ”

Long Yuan chuckled and said, "I just heard that the third brother is back, and Sister Fang pulled me over!" ”

Fang blushed and said, "Sister Yuan, didn't you pull me over?" ”

"Really? Am I mistaken? ”

Listening to Long Yuan's words, everyone couldn't help laughing, and then they heard a miserable scream, Lin Po directly knocked the Holy Gate master of the first ring away with a sword, and after he landed, he held his left chest, if it wasn't for the last time he tried his best to move left for half a minute, the sword shot would be the part of his heart!

Lin Po didn't look back and said, "Vulnerable!" ”

Yang Qingfeng, who was in the distance, looked at this scene and said with relief: "Here, the strength is growing very fast!" ”

"Well, master, Lin Po can't be regarded as an ordinary person, maybe his cultivation is a little inferior, but his swordsmanship is extremely terrifying, even if he is a master one level higher than him, he may be killed by him if he doesn't care!"

"It seems that Mu Jianyang is really in trouble!"

During the conversation, Lin Po defeated three Saint Gate disciples in a row, and the Holy Gate disciples had almost no power to fight back, and the lightest of the defeated disciples were all unconscious, and one was even almost killed by him on the spot!

Mu Jianyang looked at this scene, his brows were also furrowed, the remaining 2 disciples of the Holy Gate in the ring were not much stronger than the first three, obviously it could not be Lin Po's opponent, so he directly asked them to admit defeat!

Coming to the main ring, Mu Jianyang said softly: "You are the disciple of Mo Feng Mo Shao Master, Lin Po?" ”

"Not bad!"

Mu Jianyang said softly: "The cultivation is indeed exquisite, but it is ruthless!" ”

Lin Po said coldly: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, if people offend me, I will offend people!" ”

"I have long heard that several top masters of the Mo family have their own tempers, Mo Feng is called a playboy, frank and selfless, the heaviest commitment, Mo Wu is crazy about martial arts, the heir of the enemy knife, there are very few people who can match it with a divine power, Sister Liu doesn't need it, the reputation of the ice fairy is almost universally known, in addition, the Mo family also has a killing god, a color embryo, killing gods and killing habits, the color embryo is nostalgic in the flowers, but the cultivation is not weak, today, let me understand the tricks of killing the god Lin Po!"

Lin Po pulled out the blood sword behind his back and said coldly: "As you wish, please!" ”

Mu Jianyang didn't dare to be careless, after all, Lin Po's previous performance was enough to attract his attention, the first time he took out his weapon, it was not a divine weapon, but a pitch-black wooden stick, the wooden stick is about 2 meters long, it seems inconspicuous, but it is a 10,000-year-old cold iron wood, not only hard, but also has a great amplification effect on the wood exercises, the family heirloom of the Holy Gate Mu family Mu Yi Zhenjing can play a more powerful role under the blessing of Han Tiemu!

"Heart!"

Mu Jianyang snorted, but at this moment, Lin Po had already moved, only to see a blood-colored afterimage instantly appear in the upper left of him, Mu Jianyang frowned, waved the long stick in his hand, and hit him directly!

With a bang, Lin Po immediately retreated after missing a blow, his body method is not a clever body method, but a set of nameless body methods that are integrated into it according to his fighting style, this body method has only one characteristic, that is, fast, fast as lightning, in conjunction with Lin Po's sword, it is really not easy for ordinary people to resist!

Feeling the other party's speed, Mu Jianyang frowned, however, his speed was not slow, he directly took himself as the center of the circle, and used static braking to block Lin Po's attack!

"Wooden stakes!"

With Mu Jianyang's low shout, something strange happened, and a series of dark green Gangqi wooden stakes suddenly flew out from the ground, shooting straight towards Lin Po in mid-air!