"Little donor, it is really amazing to have such a high martial arts attainment at such a young age. It www.biquge.info's a pity that according to the poor monk, according to the poor monk, you will die soon......"

"Ani Buddha ~~~"

The sweeping old monk cried out sadly.

When Guan Lin came over with a light skill just now, he actually transformed three different true qi in a short instant. You must know that each kind of true qi has its own unique attributes, which are incompatible with each other, ranging from crippled to severe, and self-explosion is also possible. Obviously, Guan Lin was classified as a serious one.

Guan Lin was taken aback, and secretly said that he shouldn't have any secret diseases!

Looking at the compassionate old monk, he said lightly: "Oh? The master didn't know what to teach. ”

"When you first came, I saw that you were in the air, and your true anger was like a tide. Then when it landed, it was sharp and sharp, and then at the moment when it just came up, the true qi was extremely strong and strong. In this way, the accumulation of three different true qi in the body is not a great disaster? After the old monk finished speaking, everyone looked at Guan Lin in amazement.

Three different kinds of initiates of internal strength?

How did he reach the human level?

Guan Lin smiled, and said in his heart: "I'm scared to death, it's really rare and weird, recently in Dugu Villa, I have made up for it ruthlessly, there are no less than 100 kinds of true qi, but some are strong and some are weak." ”

"Master, you are too deep in the house, if you want to do it, you will be a technical house, so as not to make others laugh at you for not being." Frightened, Guan Lin decided to take revenge and began to speak venomously.

The old monk frowned, and he didn't understand what a tech house was for a long time.

"Hahaha......" Looking at the old monk's confused expression, Guan Lin couldn't help laughing, suddenly. His face sank. A sense of crisis permeated my heart. Dragging a bookshelf beside him. Filled with true qi, he smashed it out.

Whew~~~

Bang Bang Bang!

The bookshelf paused in the air with a crackling sound, and in the blink of an eye, it was full of cracks.

"Who's the master?" Seeing this, Qiao Feng stepped forward and asked in surprise, and pushed it out with a palm.

The two dragons entwined past, and the bookshelf was torn to pieces by three forces in an instant. At the same time, a figure sprang out from the fragments.

This man. At a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, it was just a short moment in front of Qiao Feng.

The two of them moved away, and the whirlwind blew the books around them into a mess.

Several people around didn't have time to step forward, Qiao Feng and this person had already gone through more than ten moves, and they were completed in an instant.

Wow......

Among the thousands of hand shadows, the two kept colliding. Bang, suddenly, Qiao Feng took a few steps back, leaving a footprint on the ground with each step, covered with spider patterns.

"Feng'er!" Xiao Yuanshan hurriedly held on.

"Eighteen palms of the dragon. It's amazing. The figure gradually condensed into substance.

"Poof"

Qiao Feng spit out a mouthful of black blood and stared at the person in front of him.

Xiao Yuanshan snorted. Ran up.

Guan Lin watched intently, thinking about the flaws in this person's martial arts, seeing that almost all of this person's moves were opponent's moves, no matter what moves Xiao Yuanshan used, he could collide with the same moves, the difference was that he was more proficient than Xiao Yuanshan.

In a blink of an eye, in less than twenty moves, Xiao Yuanshan was slapped on the chest with a palm and flew out upside down.

The sweeping old monk saw that the Xiao father and son had been controlled by this person, and at this time he was even more planning to kill the killer, so he finally couldn't help but take action.

Rumble!

The two of them regressed at the same time, and they did not see who was higher and who was lower.

"Donor, don't you know your name?" The old monk calmed down his restless breath and asked.

"Humph!" solved Xiao Feng's father and son, and killed the sweeping old monk again.

Guan Lin frowned, he really couldn't think of anyone in the Eight Heavenly Dragons who had such a high level of martial arts!

"Fu'er, you and I can join forces to entangle this little thief, and when the ancestor solves this old monk, it will be his death."

Murong Bo suddenly laughed, looked at Guan Lin and said. On the other side, Hatomo also surrounded him.

Guan Lin is the person they are most afraid of! It used to be, but now I see his incomparable sword aura, and even more so.

Boom boom boom

The sweeping old monk and the man had already fought to a white-hot state, and in the blink of an eye, more than thirty moves had passed, and the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was shaken, and the beams and pillars everywhere made a creaking sound.

Although Guan Lin's true qi had been consumed by more than half just now, he was not worried. At the beginning, he was able to tie with these three people, and after a year of hard work, not to mention the progress of internal strength, and the comprehension of the sword has reached a higher level, Guan Lin is confident and content, unprecedented.

"Haha, the three of you go up together, what's there to be afraid of!"

In the past year, Murong Bo has been tortured every day, not only physically, but also mentally. Every time I think of being a eunuch, I feel ashamed. He swore that when he saw Guan Lin again, he would kill him! But after seeing Guan Lin today, especially after that incomparable sword qi, he no longer had the confidence to be Guan Lin's opponent.

"Fortunately, in my Murong family, there is an ancestor here, and he will definitely be killed!" Murong Bo secretly hated.

Similarly, Murong Fu also had a gloomy face. I thought I was the younger generation, the first person in the world. I didn't want to jump out of a freak like Guan Lin, not only stronger than him, but also boundless. And Gu Mozhi is calculating how many cheats he can get after Guan Lin's death.

Murong Bo shouted: "Kill! ”

The three of them surrounded and killed in an instant, like three streamers, and in the blink of an eye, they came to Guan Lin's side less than a foot.

The corners of Guan Lin's mouth sneered slightly, his palms were folded, and suddenly, a huge True Qi Gang shroud broke out of his body, enveloping him. The attacks of the three of them all hit the gang cover, and three brilliant lights lit up, exploding three irresistible momentums, and pressed the three of them back hard.

"Impossible, in less than a year, how could your skill reach this level!" Murong Fu muttered in disbelief.

Murong Bo was even more determined to kill Guan Lin, and he could kill Guan Lin with his backhand. But after mysteriously disappearing for a while, he was able to fight a tie with him, and his little JJ was abolished. But now, the attack of the three of them was unexpectedly relaxed by him. With such a cultivation speed, it was as if there were ghosts and gods to help him.

"Huh." Guan Lin smiled, just now he had the mutated true qi after the fusion of nearly a hundred kinds of skills, and he also had the mentality of giving it a try, but he didn't expect that he would really be so domineering and sharp.

It's strange to say, after all kinds of different true qi fused, Guan Lin's true qi gradually became gray, and there was an indescribable charm.

Try it tightly, it's so powerful!

Guan Lin didn't give them a chance to prepare, he had already moved, "Come and don't be rude, take me a trick and try it!" ”

The first choice he made was Murong Fu. Among the three, Murong Fu's martial arts are the lowest, and persimmons also have to pick up soft pinching, with this mentality, it is naturally Murong Fu who is unlucky.

The sword is pointed at the sky, tearing everything apart!

The sword finger is the sword, and before the finger arrives, the sword qi strikes first!

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and found that he seemed to be extremely old, like the sunset dusk, there was no hope, and he woke up with a little light in an instant, but what came was not dawn at all, it was the sword qi that destroyed everything, and even this dusk was all annihilated.

"Fu'er~~~"

Murong Fu seemed to hear a cry of sorrow, and it was as if he hadn't heard anything, so he felt ...... I don't feel it anymore and never will feel it again.

Kill with one hit!

Murong Fu, who is known as the dignified Murong of Jianghu and Hunan, turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, and there is no such person anymore. But before the end of the first move, Guan Lin's second move had already been played, and at an unimaginable angle, he turned around suddenly, and with a puff, a sword qi appeared from his fingertips, slashing Murong Bo.

There is no time to grieve, too late to hold his son and cry well, because Guan Lin's sword has already arrived, and it has already arrived with death.

"Ahh

But this alone was not enough, he knew that Guan Lin would never be exhausted by this, and sure enough, his guess was correct. Just as he was using his full strength, Guan Lin turned into a Nine Dao True Body and arrived in front of him.

"Die!"

Murong Bo, who was furious, had a hideous face and was bloodthirsty.

He was right, Guan Lin really didn't give him extra time. He struck with all his might, paid the price of regression in his strength, and used the last move of the Shen He Finger that had not yet been cultivated, and it was indeed right.

He believes that his finger is definitely not something that Guan Lin can resist, and it can definitely kill Guan Lin.

At the time of the crisis, Guan Lin closed his eyes.

Wait for death at this time?

Suddenly, Guan Lin rushed out again with his sword finger and met the joint finger.

The collision between the two did not make a sound, nor did it explode as imagined, or even a ripple. The two of them stopped, then withdrew their fingers and took a few steps back, completely unable to see who was higher and who was lower.

Long.

"How did you do it, what kind of swordsmanship at this time!" Murong Bo broke the silence first and asked.

Guan Lin had no emotional fluctuations, and said lightly: "Dugu Nine Swords, Breaking Spirit." God and God are in one mind! ”

"Good swordsmanship, you won!" Murong Bo was unwilling, glanced at Murong Fu, and fell down.

Gu Mozhi's eyes rolled, and he said secretly: "This Murong father and son are dead, and he is by no means the opponent of this Guan Lin, it is better to leave early in case of accidents." Besides, even if you drag Guan Lin and kill him, you may not get any benefits, so why take such a big risk? ”

Thinking of this, he didn't stop, turned around and ran.

Guan Lin didn't chase after him, and at this moment, his true qi was almost less than thirty percent left. What's more, there is a great enemy here.

"Monk, your martial arts are indeed very high, and your attainments are extraordinary. It's a pity that my skill is far from my opponent, and it is really unexpected for me to be able to fight against me in a hundred moves. This person is the ancestor in Murong Bo's mouth, he looks like he is about fifty years old, but it can be seen from those vicissitudes of life that he is definitely an old monster.

The sweeping old monk sighed.

"If you lose, you lose, and I hope that the donor will be merciful ......"

"Needless to say, I, Murong Ke, will definitely kill him today." As he spoke, his eyes looked at Guan Lin like a sword.

At the same time, Guan Lin did not back down to meet his gaze. (To be continued.) )