Looking at the cloud-piercing flying chariot that seemed to be fashionable, the cultivators who were hiding raised their heads one after another and opened their eyes wide.

Not a single detail is missed.

"It's coming. ”

"It's really the Cloud Piercing Flying Chariot of the Demon Heaven Pavilion. ”

"I'm a little scared, what if Old Demon Ji drives the nine leaves down to kill me?"

"Get out. ”

There are also some practitioners at the foot of the mountain.

When Lin Xin saw the cloud-piercing flying chariot in the air, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he said loudly: "It's just in time, wait for you to retreat." ”

"Yes. ”

The disciples of the Taixu Academy kept retreating and exited the disc area.

In the middle of the huge disc, Lin Xin was the only one left.

The speed of the flying chariot through the clouds was very fast, and from the moment it appeared in the field of vision, in a few breaths, it flew to a more conspicuous place.

Not much.

Flying through the clouds came to the top of Dangyang Peak.

Lin Xin snorted lightly, raised his head and said, "Old Demon Ji, you're finally here." ”

......

In the jungle, at the foot of the mountain, and in hiding, all the cultivators raised their heads one after another, revealing a look of anticipation.

The flying chariot through the clouds slowly stopped.

It's quiet on the chariot.

It's like it's still.

"Old Demon Ji...... Let the old man comprehend it, your nine-leaf power!?"

As soon as the words fell.

Call!

A shadow of a gun fell from the chariot.

The shadow of the spear was as fast as lightning, bringing out an arc-shaped spear.

Lin Xin said disapprovingly: "With such a means, if you don't open your anger, you can't shake the old man by half a point." ”

After all, this armor is from the nine leaves.

The level of fineness of the formation on it is incredible.

Lin Xin studied it all night before he was sure that the armor was unique.

Nine leaves can trigger its special power, and it is difficult to break through its defenses below eight leaves.

Not to mention the gun in front of you.

Lin Xin does not dodge or evade.

Poof-

When the spear touched Lin Xin's body, it suddenly spun, as if it had turned into an electric drill, and moved forward at high speed, piercing his armor.

"It's not good—"

Lin Xin's response was extremely fast.

At the moment when the armor pierced, he forcibly burst out of his qi and dodged sideways.

However, the Overlord gun was too close, and this side only avoided the vital point, and the head of the gun easily passed through his side waist after all.

The battle is over.

There is no nine leaves...... There are no gorgeous palm prints, and there are no earth-shattering fight scenes of ghosts and gods.

The people who watched the battle from all factions were stunned in place, as if they had been fed a pound of flies -

That's it?

......

Also producing this feeling is Duanmu Sheng on the flying chariot.

Duanmu Sheng naturally likes to go all out.

From the beginning, not to be left behind.

So, he preemptively threw the Overlord gun.

What he didn't expect was that the dignified eight-leaf master was stabbed by his overlord gun like this.

Duanmu Sheng looked at his palm and thought, after years of tempering, I am so powerful?

A shot hits the eight leaves.

To whom does this speak, and who believes?

......

Lin Xin lowered his head, his eyelids constantly beating.

The sun was shining on his chest.

The Overlord went through the side waist and then stuck into the ground.

The blood flowed down the Overlord gun, to the head of the gun, and to the disc...... Soon, a red, winding river flowed out.

The sun was hot, scorching the blood, and soon it scabbed.

How...... How so?

Lin Xin peeled off his clothes.

Tear –

Where there is any armor, this is clearly the armor worn by ordinary soldiers.

Fake, turned out to be fake?

Lin Xin's eyes suddenly opened, and his lips trembled.

One slap in one hand!

Bang!

The Overlord spear was forced out of his waist.

Lin Xin didn't care about the secondary damage to himself at all, and forced out the overlord gun.

Duanmusheng jumped down, raised his palm, sucked the overlord gun into his hand, and landed on the disc like catkins.

On Dangyang Peak, the third gentleman of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, Duanmusheng, held the Overlord Gun in one hand, leaned behind him, and looked at the opponent.

Lin Xin, who was injured a second time, stumbled backwards.

In order to stabilize his figure, he forcibly clicked the acupoints and did not fall.

Eight leaves, after all, eight leaves...... Even if he's old.

Seeing this scene, all the sects watching the battle were stunned.

After a long time.

Lin Xin clutched his chest and muttered, "I understand...... Hehe, I get it......"

"What do you know?" Duanmu Sheng pointed to Lin Xin.

"Everyone wants the old man to die, the elders of the Taixu School Palace, the disciples, and the crown prince...... I want to see the old man die. Hehe......"

duanmusheng says:

"You deserved to die. ”

"Yes, the old man deserves to die!" Although Lin Xin forcibly stopped the bleeding, the shot pierced and really injured his internal organs, "The old man wants to talk to Ji Lao Mo." ”

He looked up at the chariot.

There was a moment of silence.

On the flying chariot, Lu Zhou slowly got up, stood next to the helm, and looked down on Lin Xin: "Lin Xin, what else do you want to say?"

When Lin Xin saw Lu Zhou, his spirit was shocked.

"In this life, the old man has never been afraid of other people, and you, Ji Tiandao, are considered to be one person. It's a lot, and the old man doesn't want to explain it......"

Lu Zhou said, "It's gone?"

"If you can, before the old man dies, I want to have a few tricks with you!" Lin Xin's body burst out with strong vitality.

The vitality is getting more and more lush.

The momentum is also obviously different from before.

He chose ...... Burning a sea of gas.

It was probably the best he could do before he died.

This move burned the sea of qi, and everyone watching the battle was stunned...... From a distance, Lin Xin looked like he was on fire.

didn't officially fight, and the sea of gas burned at the beginning?

However, Lu Zhou said indifferently:

"You can't even fight the apprentices of this seat, and you still want to fight with this seat?"

“......”

When the words fell.

Lin Xin glared and took a step back.

Oh, yes...... You didn't even block the overlord gun of the three apprentices, what qualifications do you have to fight with others?

Duanmu Sheng stepped forward, not afraid of the eight leaves in front of him, not to mention, he was seriously injured.

Lin Xin looked at Duanmu Sheng and said, "If it weren't for this armor, how would you have a chance." ”

"The weak will always make excuses. ”

Duanmusheng suddenly stepped forward, walking like flying.

Thousands of guns appeared.

Bang bang bang!

He stabbed at Lin Xin.

"Get out of here!"

Rumble!

Duanmu Sheng was knocked into the air by the surging force, constantly flipping backwards.

How powerful the eight leaves are!

At the moment of this burst of vitality, the wound on the side of the waist suddenly cracked, and the wound became larger.

Lin Xin snorted, and at this moment, all his vitality stagnated and dissipated.

"Master Zu!"

A figure rushed forward.

Phew!

A chill flashed across his chest and abdomen!

The sea of air was cut open.

Lin Xin's eyes widened......

He looked at the figure that flashed by, with a confident smile, and held a weapon in his hand that looked like a knife but not a knife, like a hook but not a hook.

The weapon is full of vitality, restrained and not scattered.

And the two disciples of the Taixu Academy behind him didn't move at all.

Lin Xin is ashamed to be the ancestor of the Taixu School Palace, he has lived a handful of years, and he has never been so aggrieved as he is today, and he feels that everything has fallen into the trap of others, one after another.

It's all routines.

"Despicable!" Lin Xin scolded.

"I'm sorry, meanness doesn't keep you alive...... You can't even beat me, and you still want to fight with my master? ”

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