It's just a waste of a week, so I can't help it?

Lin Xi's gaze glanced over and sneered at Qin Haoran, "I think you want to suffer from heat stroke." ”

Qin Haoran was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't seem to understand what Lin Xi meant. But this did not prevent him from teaching Lin Xi a lesson, letting him know that not just anyone could slap him in the face.

A sharp fist wind came to his face, causing Lin Xi's face to ache.

But in the next moment, Qin Haoran's fist was easily blocked by a palm.

His complexion changed immediately, his wrist seemed to be clasped by an iron cuff, and his fist stopped less than 10 centimeters away from Lin Xi's eyebrows, and he couldn't move an inch.

"Humph!"

An angry snort came, and Qin Haoran's spiritual arm suddenly swelled in a circle, just like the legendary unicorn arm, and a strong force erupted.

The muscles like steel bulge, Qin Haoran's unicorn arm looks like it can only be cultivated after being single for at least 30 years.

There was a murderous look in his eyes, and Qin Haoran's strength instantly tripled under the full burst of strength.

Operating the pure yang spiritual power, Lin Xi's palm was like a red-hot soldering iron, slapping his fist with an incomparably hot temperature like lava.

Hiss –

The fists and palms intersected, Qin Haoran's punch seemed to hit the hot iron plate, and there was a pungent smell of burnt paste in the air.

The fiery breath hit, penetrating into his meridians and burning his spiritual veins.

At this moment, Qin Haoran's unicorn arm instantly turned charred black as if it had been baked, and a large amount of heat came out. The whole person was hot as if he had suffered from heat stroke, and his cold face showed a look of pain.

"Qin Haoran, lost. ”

Qinglong's eyes showed a look of disappointment, Qin Haoran was very talented, and he was considered a leader among the younger generation of monks, but his personality was too conceited and he didn't know that there was a truth outside the sky.

The most important thing is that he met a big demon king like Lin Xi.

It's just one move, and the winner is decided.

"My unicorn arm!"

Qin Haoran's expression changed from anger to hideous to incredulous, and it was only at this time that he understood the meaning of heat stroke.

In the conference room, two figures were separated at the touch of a button. Lin Xi stood in place without even moving half a step, Qin Haoran's face changed suddenly, and his figure retreated, and he hurriedly used his spiritual power to suppress the scorching aura in his body.

"Qin Haoran was defeated so completely. Feng Wu looked at Lin Xi in surprise. She knew that Lin Xi was strong, and guessed that Qin Haoran might not be his opponent, but she didn't expect Qin Haoran to lose so quickly.

You must know that Qin Haoran is not a weak person. He was one of the four Divine Beast Imperial Envoys, second only to the Green Dragon and the Xuanwu Imperial Beast in strength, almost on par with her.

However, he was still defeated, if it weren't for Lin Xi not being ruthless in giving Qinglong face, I'm afraid that Qin Haoran's cultivation would have been half abolished.

"Lin Xi has only been cultivating for less than a year, and he is so strong that it is unbelievable, is this still human?"

Feng Wu couldn't help but complain in her heart, people are more popular than people.

Qin Haoran's talent was already very strong among the younger generation of monks, but compared to Lin Xi, he was a younger brother.

Seeing the scene just now, the captain at the conference table was shocked.

Most of these people had heard of Lin Xi's legend on the rivers and lakes, but few had seen him make a move in person. At this time, they knew that Lin Xi's strength was only stronger than the legend.

And his style of action is as domineering as the legend says.

can only say that it is worthy of being a bully and a scattered person.

Qin Haoran forcibly suppressed the scorching aura surging in his body, and suddenly raised his head and stared at Lin Xi, his eyes were red.

"Wind Tiger!"

With an angry shout, the gate behind Qin Haoran collapsed, and a strong wind whistled in. At this time, a tornado blew in the conference room, and the tables and chairs were staggered by the strong wind, and they became a mess.

In the midst of the raging wind, he saw a hideous white tiger claw poking out and grabbing it fiercely from the top of Lin Xi's head.

【Wind Tiger】

[Race: Sacred Beast White Tiger]

[Rank: Tier 3 God and Demon Seed Holy Beast]

[Realm: Jindan Realm]

【Talent: Wind Soul】

【Divine Power: Lightning Speed】

[Mood: Anger]

The strength of this Wind Tiger, who had awakened the Four Ancient Holy Beasts White Tiger, was stronger than that of Feng Wu's Yan Finch, and his personality was fierce and violent.

Due to the fact that the imperial beast and the imperial envoy would influence each other before, the character of the wind tiger was also conceited and proud in Qin Haoran's bones, except for the two big men Qinglong and Xuanwu, no one was convinced.

Seeing that Qin Haoran actually summoned the Wind Tiger, the faces of everyone present were not very good-looking.

The conflict between him and Lin Xi was not irresolvable, but Qin Haoran was unwilling to admit defeat and summoned the Wind Tiger to attack Lin Xi, which was tantamount to further intensifying the conflict.

In the face of the wind tiger in the Jindan realm, Lin Xi was calm and relaxed, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color, as steady as an old dog.

Invisible pretense is the deadliest.

Just as the wind tiger roared and slapped Lin Xi to death with one paw, a large hole suddenly broke in the ceiling of the conference room.

Then, a black and thick iron pillar descended from the sky and stepped on the body of the wind tiger.

Roar!

A frightened roar resounded in the conference room, and the wind tiger seemed to be pressed under the 13,500 catties of Dinghai Divine Needle, lying on the ground on all fours, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape.

"Demons!"

Sensing the aura of Beihe Ancestor, everyone present became nervous.

The headquarters of the Four Holy Churches has been invaded by demons!

"Don't be nervous, this is my beast. As he spoke, the huge size of the Xuanshui Evil Turtle instantly shrank to only the size of a water basin, and the entire turtle pressed on the Wind Tiger's body.

Although the size of the Xuanshui Evil Turtle has shrunk, it still overwhelms the Wind Tiger.

"Jindan Imperial Beast!"

There was a gasp in the air, and no one expected that there was also a Jindan Imperial Beast beside the Extreme Tyrant Sanren.

What is surprising is that the Wind Tiger, which is also a royal beast of the Jindan Realm who has awakened the bloodline of the Holy Beast White Tiger, was pressed and couldn't move, what is the origin of this turtle.

Although Beihe Ancestor is also a turtle, his appearance is far from the legendary holy beast Xuanwu.

Qin Haoran's face was gloomy, he was able to become one of the four imperial envoys of the Four Holy Halls, relying on this Imperial Beast Wind Tiger who had awakened the bloodline of the White Tiger Holy Beast.

originally thought that Lin Xi would inevitably be the opponent of the Wind Tiger, so that although he was defeated by Lin Xi, he could at least win back a city.

But he didn't expect that Lin Xi also had Jindan Realm Imperial Beasts by his side.

Frustration surfaced in Qin Haoran's heart, and he secretly urged the secret method to stimulate the potential of the Wind Tiger.

There was a fierce light flashing in his eyes, a deafening whistling sound sounded, and a terrifying sound wave vibrated in all directions, shattering all the glass in the conference room.

Feng Wuliu's eyebrows were raised, and she glanced at Qin Haoran in disgust and covered her ears.

Wind Tiger suddenly became so manic, it must have been his ghost. Except for the Emissary, no one can manipulate the Beast.

The next moment, I saw Wind Tiger's body swell in a circle, frantically struggling to stand up and resist the tyranny of Beihe Ancestor.

"What are you yelling at and doing!"

The Xuanshui Evil Turtle lifted one of its front feet and knocked it on the Wind Tiger's huge head a few times.

At this time, the Wind Tiger's head seemed to have hit a mountain peak, and when he ascended, his head was dizzy and his eyes were full of Venus, and his head was about to crack.

"Don't be honest with me. ”

Knock knock!

A rhythmic muffled sound came, the blood in the eyes of the wind tiger faded, the limbs were spread out and lying on the ground weakly, and the two copper bell-like tiger eyes kept turning up.

"Hmph, you're still not convinced?" Beihe Ancestor picked up Wang Ba's fist and slammed it over, and said loudly, "Sing a song to Ancestor, let's learn cat barking together!"

White tiger:???

I meow a big tiger, not a cat, you know?

The sacred beast is also dignified!

A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated.

After a few punches from Wang Ba, Fenghu, who was tossed miserably, pinched his throat and shouted weakly, "Meow-"

Qin Haoran's eyes were dark and he almost fainted, the dignity of being a holy beast.

Did I raise a fake holy beast?

What made him feel strange was that Lin Xi made a big fuss at the headquarters of the Four Saints Hall, and Qinglong didn't even make a move to stop it.

Could it be that this Lin Xi is the son of Lord Qinglong, the founder of the Four Holy Churches?

"It's still Beihe Ancestor who can play. ”

Seeing that the situation on this side was basically under control, Lin Xi walked to Zhou Shen, who was pretending to be dead, and lifted him up into the air.

Zhou Shen's face was like ashes, his meridians were broken, and his cultivation was completely wasted, even if he survived the rest of his life, he would be a waste. It's better to be slapped to death by Lin Xi like this, and it's a hundred.

"Who told you to kill me?"

Hearing this, the corners of Zhou Shen's mouth raised a mocking sneer, and he didn't say a word.

"I don't want to say yes, Ancestor searched his soul. Lin Xi threw the half-dead Zhou Shen to the Beihe Ancestor.

Hysterical screams rang out, and it didn't take long for the deepest fragments of Zhou Shen's mind to be projected in front of all the monks of the Four Holy Churches like a slideshow.

What Qin Haoran didn't expect was that this person was not Zhou Shen at all.

The real Zhou Shen had actually been secretly killed by the evil cultivators of the Beast God Sect a long time ago. This evil cultivator searched Zhou Shen's soul through extremely cruel means and obtained his memory. Then he made up his appearance as Zhou Shen, imitating his tone and movements and successfully penetrating the interior of the Four Holy Churches.

In order not to expose flaws, this evil cultivator caused several accidents in a frenzy, killing all the relatives and friends around Zhou Shen.

This time, if he hadn't used his authority to kill Lin Xi and show his merit to the sect leader who was secretly controlling everything, it would not have been possible to reveal his identity so quickly.

Truth.

Qin Haoran's face was covered with cold sweat, and he secretly hated in his heart.

He was actually pitted by this evil cultivator!

The most important thing is that if Qinglong doubts his ability because of this incident, it will be a very big blow to his future future.

"Hall Master, I really don't know about this. ”

Qin Haoran hurriedly cleared himself, and he couldn't wait to dismantle this evil cultivator in his heart.

"If you hadn't told the story, you wouldn't be here right now. Qinglong glanced at him and said indifferently.

Hearing this, Qin Haoran trembled and buried his head lower.

It's just that when he lowered his head, there was a strange light in his eyes.

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