Lin Yi'an!

What a terrible word, like a taboo in the ancient martial arts world, it has been silent for many years, suppressed by the divine envoy, and everyone even suspects that Lin Yi'an has died.

I didn't expect him to be alive.

"Lin Yi'an!"

Mu Feng's eyes were solemn, staring at him deadly, forcibly calming himself down.

"Lin Yi'an, this is the grievance we asked Sword Pavilion and Dongfang Ao, it has nothing to do with you, since you have been out of trouble, leave quickly!"

Lin Yi'an suddenly sneered, "Ask the Sword Pavilion to encircle and suppress me at the beginning, and now, this account should be settled!" ”

"It was the decree of the divine envoy at the beginning, who dares to disobey it, if you want to settle the account, go to the divine envoy yourself!"

Mu Feng suddenly burst into tears.

"Divine envoy, I will, let's start with you!"

Lin Yi'an strolled in the air and slowly walked towards the wooden wind.

His momentum was flat, without the slightest coercion, but everyone felt as if they were about to suffocate.

Adversary, Lin Yi'an.

Just the name makes people shudder.

"Lin Yi'an, you and I are both Saint Martial Artists of the ninth layer, not to mention that you have been suppressed for many years, and I still have so many helpers, if you really want to fight, the victory or defeat is not certain!"

Mu Feng suddenly shouted.

He was full of momentum, like the rising sun in the sky, magnificent and domineering, but the trembling that flashed in his eyes still showed his fear at the moment.

"Mu Feng, then let's try it!"

Lin Yi'an laughed, and his black hair suddenly danced wildly.

Qin Nanming's eyebrows raised slightly, a jar of pills appeared in his hand, and he threw it directly to Lin Yi'an, and said lightly: "The pills in it can quickly repair your injuries, I'll help you hold on for a while." ”

His hole cards were not willing to break out, so he could only help Lin Yi'an stop Mu Feng and the others for a while, so that Lin Yi'an could recover from his injuries.

Lin Yi'an has been suppressed for too long, and the Nine Shadows Soul Locking Array is tormenting him all the time, making him suffer.

Ordinary martial artists, not only can their bodies not bear it, but their spirits are also about to collapse.

Seeing the pill thrown by Dongfang Ao, Mu Feng's face changed wildly, but he knew that Dongfang Ao was known as the Dan King of the Ancient Martial Realm, and his alchemy level was unmatched.

"Haha, no need, just a few pieces of waste!"

"This elixir, when I solve them, it's not too late to take them!"

Lin Yi'an held Qin Nanming's elixir in his hand and laughed insolently.

Mu Feng's eyes erupted with anger, and he shouted violently: "Lin Yi'an, let's see, you still have a few layers of strength!" ”

Asked everyone in the Sword Pavilion, the momentum suddenly exploded, a holy martial artist at the ninth level, a group of holy martial artists at the eighth layer, the strength was extremely powerful, and the momentum was like a rushing sea.

"Then try it!"

Rise!

As soon as Lin Yi'an said this, his momentum changed suddenly, his black hair danced wildly, and his momentum was like a falling star, like an endless vast galaxy, unfathomable.

Asking the people of the Sword Pavilion to join forces, in his eyes, it was just a small boat in the sea.

"Let's fight!"

Lin Yi'an made a move, and the internal force erupted.

He stepped into the air and flew into the thousand-meter firmament, the whole wind and clouds stirred, the yuan force of heaven and earth changed, and every step he took seemed to be trembling in the entire sky. Remember [Seven or Eight Chinese Network щщщ.78zщ.coм] in one second to read for free without pop-ups!

Mu Feng's face turned pale in an instant.

"Wind and Cloud Palm!"

The wind and clouds turned into sharp blades, there were thousands of ways, each of which was a wind blade more than ten zhang long, sweeping in the sky, wrapping everyone in it.

"Ahh

Countless people screamed, Lin Yi'an was like a demon god, and his terrifying shot made countless strong people bleed.

His strength is too terrifying, mobilizing the power of the entire heaven and earth, and suppressing it is like the collapse of thousands of miles of stars, and the power is endless.

"It's, it's terrible!"

Cheng Xian'er's face changed, and she was extremely surprised.

The corners of Qin Nanming's mouth outlined a smile. He is now in need of a really powerful thug, Lin Yi'an, who is very suitable for this role!

"All unite and kill him!"

Mu Feng let out a loud shout, his strength was the strongest, he was already a Saint Martial Artist at the ninth level, how could it be so easy to deal with.

The martial artists here add up, as well as several Saint Martial Artists of the Sword Pavilion at the eighth layer, plus Mu Feng, which is at least equivalent to the strength of the ninth layer of the three Holy Martial Artists.

This combat power, even Lin Yi'an, should be afraid of it.

What's more, he has been suppressed for so many years, and it is the time when his strength is at its lowest, and he will definitely be defeated.

"Kill him, ask the Sword Pavilion if there is a heavy reward, and the divine envoy will definitely have a heavy reward!"

Wood Storm drank, excited.

Reward for the oracle!

Everyone's eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, they were not the focus of being targeted, and they still had a chance to escape, but they heard the reward of the divine messenger.

All of them were tempted and fascinated.

That's the reward of the divine envoy, how rich it should be, and you can also get the favor of the divine envoy, then you will be invincible in the ancient martial arts world, and you can be domineering.

"Kill!"

Countless martial artists, united, their internal strength was incomparably strong, and all kinds of killing moves rushed directly to Lin Yi'an, with golden light and surging sword energy.

There are burning flames that illuminate the entire sky, there are cold storms that sweep the sky, there are strong earth defenses, and the power of communicating mountains and rivers forms an incomparably powerful shield.

There are pure wood-based supernatural powers, repairing themselves, teammates, and having a steady stream of combat power and vitality, as well as a piercing ice blade that pierces the void, and if a meteorite falls, it smashes towards Lin Yi'an.

This scene was so terrifying, as if the end of the world was coming, countless strong people made a move, and the whole world was trembling.

There are also other warriors coming, there are many warriors who have come to look for Dongfang Ao, there are thousands of holy warriors, all of them are very powerful and strong, and for the sake of profit, they have gone to the mountain range.

Under Mu Feng's shouting, they also shot at Lin Yi'an, so many people, they believed that they would definitely be able to take down Lin Yi'an.

"Haha, Lin Yi'an, I really thought I was afraid that you wouldn't succeed, I have such a martial artist under me, it's not impossible to kill you!"

Mu Feng was full of spirits, and hundreds of strong men joined forces to rush to the front, and the power was amazing, allowing him to find a trace of confidence.

This is Lin Yi'an, the big devil Lin Yi'an, he can actually lead the warrior to fight with him.

How exciting.

"It's just an ant!"

Lin Yi'an's face was indifferent, and with a move of wind and cloud palm, he raised his hand and used it again, and the endless wind blade formed an extremely terrifying storm, like a typhoon of level 20, raging and raging, with a diameter of more than thirty zhang, uprooting the entire earth.

"Ahh

The screams sounded, these ordinary warriors couldn't resist it, some of them were weaker, their bodies were torn apart in an instant, and blood spilled above the sky.

"Slash!"

Mu Feng's eyes were full of light, if this continued, these people couldn't stop Lin Yi'an at all, he no longer dodged, and burst out with an astonishing sword and killed Lin Yi'an.

"Humph!"

Lin Yi'an snorted coldly, didn't speak at all, and a fierce glint erupted in his eyes.

He was waiting for this moment.

"Tempest Slash!"

The endless storm converged towards Lin Yi'an, turned into a sharp blade, swept through the sky like a stormy wave, and everything around it turned into powder.

Finally, in the middle of the storm's convergence, a fierce wind blade formed, like a large knife of tens of zhang, composed of endless wind, bursting out with terrifying power.

"Slash!"

The wind knife slashed down, setting off a monstrous wave, and under the air wave, it was as if the sky had become two halves.

"Let's get on it!"

"Kill!"

Mu Feng's face was shocked, and he shouted loudly, he also used the strongest killing move, the rolling power exploded, and everyone's internal forces converged, and they wanted to join forces to resist Lin Yi'an's killing move.

"Poof!"

Mu Feng was blocked, unable to dodge, and suffered the largest part of the strength, unable to dodge, was instantly slashed away, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated hundreds of meters.

"Haha, ask the people of the Sword Pavilion, let's all die!"

Lin Yi'an's blood was boiling, full of combat effectiveness, he had been imprisoned for too long, and he was extremely depressed in his heart, and finally vented it, broke into the crowd, and started killing in an instant.

Everyone's defenses were broken away, blood spilled down, and strong people continued to fall, Lin Yi'an rushed endlessly, showing the majesty of the big devil, and the entire sky turned into hell.

At this time, finally a warrior trembled, terrified, and wanted to escape, but he had already been locked by Lin Yi'an, and the storm was cut out, and he directly claimed his life.

It's like purgatory, one by one, the strong, the mighty side, but reduced to slaughtered livestock.

"Whew!"

At this time, Qin Nanming also swept away, facing a warrior who was about to escape, and shot mercilessly.

Since you are here, you have to pay the price for your greed.