The young monk couldn't escape, he couldn't help but close his eyes in despair, after working hard for so long, he finally collected the last herb to refine the Tsukidan, is it going to fall short after all? He died, what should his sister do? Unexpectedly, the whip did not fall for a long time.

The young monk opened his eyes, only to see a white-clothed female cultivator stabbing obliquely from the edge of the cliff, a sword picked up the fiery red long whip, the golden spiritual power was like a spiritual snake, and rushed towards Yang Jiumei along the long whip, and when it reached the handle of the whip, it turned into a ball of flame and exploded violently, rushing straight to the door of Yang Jiumei, frightening Yang Jiumei's face in an instant, and she suddenly retreated and dodged, and the fiery red long whip also came out of her hand.

However, Yang Jiumei was not wearing an extraordinary thing, she was wearing a superb magic robe that was invulnerable, invulnerable to water and fire, and would not be easily burned by the spiritual fire released by Lin Yu. But she couldn't take it off guard, and she was too light on the enemy, and she was still disgraced and embarrassed by the spiritual fire.

Lin Yu withdrew his sword, glanced at the fiery red whip wrapped around the sword, and exclaimed, "Chilin whip, good thing!" After speaking, she looked at her sword again, the body of the sword was full of cracks, and it was quite a shame for her master that it was not broken into pieces on the spot.

Lin Yu sighed helplessly, finally wiped the sword body, and said, "It seems that you and I can only end up here!" Then let it be your companion. After saying that, he threw the sword in his hand and the Chilin whip off the cliff together.

"Slut! Stop it! Yang Jiumei, who was a big ugly person in public, was already embarrassed and angry, and when she saw that her red Lin whip was thrown away by Lin Yu, she yelled angrily and went straight to the cliff, she looked at the misty bottomless cliff and couldn't say a word.

This Chilin whip is a rare and superb magic weapon, at the beginning, she begged her father for half a year to get it, and before she used it for a month, she was thrown away by this slut! How will she explain to her father when she goes back!

Lin Yu raised her eyebrows, only the lower half of her masked face was exposed, she slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and smiled at Yang Jiumei: "Hey, I'm sorry, I accidentally threw it away, are you going to find the Chilin whip now, or continue to fight with me?" ”

"You!" Yang Jiumei's face was so angry that her face was distorted, but she didn't dare to rush forward rashly, at the beginning, she saw that Lin Yu was the same as her in the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, but she had the Chilin Whip, a superb magic weapon that was rare in the entire cultivation world, in her hand, so she didn't take Lin Yu in her eyes. But I didn't expect that during the fight, her spiritual power was completely suppressed by the slut's spiritual power, and she couldn't use it at all, which caused her to make a big fool in public.

Yang Jiumei didn't dare to risk herself, but if she endured this breath, she would never be able to go to Chilin Whip first. She pointed at Lin Yu and yelled at the three servants behind her who were cultivating in the late stage of foundation building: "Don't you let me go up and teach this slut who doesn't even dare to show his face!" ”

The three servants glanced at each other, and immediately raised their swords and rushed up, Lin Yu was unarmed but didn't care, and with a palm of strong spiritual power, the three servants were shocked and flew away, and they all fell to the ground and fainted.

Yang Jiumei's face was pale, but she still screamed inwardly: "I'll tell you!" If you dare to be unfavorable to me today, Jiuhua Sect will not let you go! ”

"Really? Then let the horses come. Lin Yuyun said lightly, approaching Yang Jiumei step by step.

"Don't come here! Yes! Yang Jiumei summoned the flying magic weapon and turned around to escape, but after all, it was a step too late.

Lin Yu clapped his hands, looked at Yang Jiumei, who fell to the ground, slowly exhaled, and sighed: "It's really noisy, it's finally quiet." ”

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