The aura danced, and the light blue spiritual power was like a lake surging in front of Wei Mo.

This time, not only the Wei family, but even the people of the Lin family couldn't help but secretly praise it.

After all, in Qinghua City, no one has really seen a spiritual cultivator.

"It turns out that the spirit technique is like this~"

"What a strong breath~"

Seeing this, Lin Cang frowned slightly, and said secretly: "Sure enough, it's a dark horse, a ghost." With such strength at such a young age, it will definitely become a boulder that crushes the foundation of my Lin family in the future. However, in the end, it is still just beginning, and the third brother should not have a problem dealing with him. ”

On the night of the Lantern Festival, although Lin Cang was not at the scene, he probably knew a thing or two about it after hearing the description. But Wei Mo's same spirit archery technique was easily defused by his younger brother. Later, Wei Moding played tricks to make Lin Lun suffer.

"Hmph, you really don't have any other skills. Lin Lun sneered, "Back and forth, just this trick!"

He understated it, his palms flew over, and the fierce palm wind shuttled away from the three spirit arrows. Just like the scene on the street that night, he easily dissolved the spirit archery.

"Hmph, stupid! How can you use the same trick a second time?" The children of the Lin family were secretly cool, looking forward to the moment when they looked at Wei Mo's self-slap.

Lin Lun felt the cold vortex of spiritual power whistling past his ears, but he was safe and sound, which made him very proud.

Brush~

The agile palm technique brought up the wind, smashed the first spirit arrow, and the hair flowed.

Bang!

The Xuan Li that swiped lightly through his fingertips easily knocked the second spirit arrow away. Seeing it deviate from the track, the corners of Lin Lun's mouth raised slightly.

Sou!

The coquettish pace drives the handsome posture, and the chic shuttle is in the spirit arrow air attack.

At this moment, Lin Lun's heart swelled with infinite enthusiasm and high morale, if it weren't for the inappropriate scene, he really wanted to write a poem.

"Ahh

Whew!

Huh, where did this wind come from?

A strong and cold wind was blowing in the face, mixed with a sharp and fierce breath. Lin Lun hurriedly broke free from his own blood, oh mom, what is this thing?

I saw a huge spirit arrow, wrapped in a howling cold wind, pushed and hit by Wei Mo fiercely, heading straight for Lin Lun.

No, this is a spirit arrow, it's a spear at all!

Because it was too big, the light blue transparent spirit arrow almost turned dark blue. Through the surface of the spirit arrow, Lin Lun saw his face distorted by fright.

And what about Wei Mo, he was like a helmsman, struggling to hold the rudder, his body twisting exaggeratedly, carefully controlling the direction of the spirit arrow, trying to keep its sharpest part aimed at Lin Lun.

Yes, just now, he was pleasantly surprised to find that after the breakthrough, his spirit archery technique also broke through. After entering the second layer, he was actually able to condense the fourth spirit arrow. Of course, future battles will not be so exaggerated every time, and the reason why he used all his spiritual power today to create such a spirit arrow is mainly to end the battle quickly.

Wemo's goal was accomplished.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the spirit arrow slammed into Lin Lun's body and shattered. What followed was Lin Lun's melodious and stylish scream, as well as the figure of a kite with a broken string, and the hair flying in the wind.

Bang!

After more than ten zhang in mid-air, Lin Lun hung on the branch of an ancient tree in the courtyard next door. One leg drooped and dangled, while the other leg twisted and rested on a branch. His hands drooped, blood dripping down his fingers.

No one expected that this competition between friendship first and competition second would be such a result.

The Wei family was shocked, and almost all of them were confused, including Wei Mo. He looked at his hands in amazement and muttered, "yes?!

This time, he really defeated Lin Lun on his own.

Yes, the first-order two-fold spiritual cultivation and the first-order five-fold martial cultivation made his naked combat strength definitely not inferior to the first-order sevenfold martial cultivation.

It's that cool!

The Wei family came back to their senses after a while, and loud applause rang out everywhere. Wei Tianyang was so excited that he laughed and strode towards his son. In front of everyone's eyes, he hugged his son, aimed it at his brain, and kissed him.

Qin'er and Wei Tianke were also extremely happy, while Wei Tianlin and others happily watched the intimate scene of father and son. Everyone only knew that the patriarch was a reserved and introverted man, but they didn't know that he also had such a warm and unrestrained side.

Unlike the Wei family, the Lin family fell into a long period of shock. There were only a few two or three people, and in addition to shock, they were ashamed and angry.

Lin Tianhu couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground, and Lin Yuan hurriedly ran to find Lin Lun's whereabouts. Lin Cang's face was pale, and his originally handsome face was a little hideous.

He didn't move, his fists clenched tightly, his bones clattering. Looking at the father and son, especially Wei Mo's smile, his heart was full of murderous intent. It was like a fog that covered his heart.

The Lin family returned home, and the news quickly spread throughout the city.

After Lin Tianlong learned the news, he was furious.

Smack!

A delicate teacup was smashed to pieces, and the tall and mighty figure was like a killing god at this time.

"Damn, damn!" Lin Tianlong said angrily, "A group of fools actually lost to a little doll!"

Lin Lun, who was wrapped like a dumpling, knelt on the ground and shed tears aggrievedly.

"You're still crying, you're embarrassed! From now on, you're not allowed to leave the house for half a step a year! Give me cultivation, when will you break through to the eighth level, and when will you be able to go out!" Lin Tianlong gave his son a grounding order.

This is more uncomfortable for Lin Lun than killing him.

Lin Tianhu stood aside with his head down, trying to pretend to be obedient so that he could stay out of the matter. He knew that the current eldest brother was a powder magazine, and the slightest spark could make him explode, and the power was amazing. Anyway, Lin Lun is his own son, and the tiger poison does not eat children, Lin Lun, you can be wronged for the time being and be cannon fodder.

It was Lin Cang, who has now returned to calm. He bowed forward and said in a deep voice, "Father, please don't bother, in fact, this matter is all caused by Wei Mo. So far, we can only save the Lin family's future status by killing him. ”

"It's so easy to kill, just kill if you say kill?" Lin Tianlong said coldly, "How do you want to kill?"

"Father, son has a plan, but he can kill three birds with one stone. Now the Wei family not only has a Wei Mo, but also a Wei Tianke. We can do this, not only to get rid of Wei Mo, a ghost, but also to kill Wei Tianke, and by the way, to recapture the handle of the black silver shovel. Lin Cang offered advice.

The second son's strategy calmed Lin Tianlong's emotions slightly.

yes, Wei Tianke is also a trouble. If this alchemist is allowed to grow, after ten years at most, the Wei family will be like a tiger.

He flicked his fingers, lost in thought.