Chapter Thirty-Eight: Yucheng!

Four six-star martial artists, one seven-star martial artist!

In terms of the entire Qingyu, it is a very deterrent lineup.

However, Lin Baobao smiled disdainfully.

Even a martial artist can't restrain the current Lin Baobao, just a few martial artists, how can it be Lin Baobao's opponent?

"A group of spicy chickens, and they are still powerful, I am ashamed of you!" Lin Baobao glanced at everyone contemptuously, and the aura on his body slowly rose.

"Yo, this kid is still a martial artist?"

Beside Xue Yong, a disciple of the Flame Sect exclaimed.

"What if we're warriors? Aren't we warriors?"

"Hurry up and get rid of this kid, I'm curious about how much money he can bring with him!"

Xue Yong's cold eyes fell on Lin Baobao, and his fists gradually clenched, making a clicking sound: "Originally, I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately, you provoked me Xue Yong!"

"Up!"

Xue Yong shouted violently, and several martial artists behind him, like arrows, rushed towards Lin Baobao.

"Fist of Fire!"

Call!

The flames are rising, the heat wave is coming, this is the general martial art of the Flame Sect "Flame Fist", a yellow-level low-grade martial art!

However, the "Fist of Fire", which is only a yellow-level lower grade, also bursts out with great power on these people, you know, they are all six-star martial artists!

Xue Yong stared at Lin Baobao, he seemed to have seen the scene of Lin Baobao being blown away by his junior brother with a punch!

And right now.

When the four six-star martial disciples approached Lin Baobao, Lin Baobao's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and the aura around him poured out like a tide.

He jerked up his palm and blasted it out at the nearest person!

Boom!

I only heard a violent sonic boom, and a figure flew out of the air, hitting the ground headfirst, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

This time, Lin Baobao did not stop in the slightest, in such an environment, if he was defeated, it would be a dead end, and Lin Baobao would definitely not be soft on the enemy.

One martial artist was blown away with one palm, and the remaining four people all stared at each other.

How is this possible?

How could Lin Baobao slap a six-star martial artist with one palm?

The disciples of the Flame Sect shook their heads again and again, as if they had seen some fantasy!

"With such strength, you dare to stand in the way of the baby, see how the baby teaches you today!"

Lin Baobao's small face was horizontal, and he actually burst out with a supreme-like momentum, and that figure was like a god descending.

"Huh?"

Xue Yong was completely stunned!

"This kid is a little weird, let's go together!" Except for Xue Yong, the other people glanced at each other, they had been practicing together all year round, and their previous cooperation with each other was very tacit.

With just one look, a few people understood what the others meant.

"Whoosh!"

The three figures rushed towards Lin Baobao from three different directions, and their bodies were condensed with an incomparably majestic aura, which had already reached the highest level that a six-star martial artist could do.

"One can't beat it, change the group to beat it, right?"

Lin Baobao stood calmly in the middle, as if the whole world could not stop his steps.

"Get out!"

The vigorous and immature voice burst out, Lin Baobao's calf stomped, and suddenly a spiritual energy was injected into the ground by Lin Baobao, and at the same time, there were many cracks on the ground under his feet.

Lin Baobao yelled, he was really angry!

"If you don't get out, you'll die!"

A small fist the size of a tennis ball, shattering the air, punched the nearest warrior.

Click!

Only heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, and before this person could make a defense, Lin Baobao had already dodged his attack, and a solid punch hit his chest.

Burst!

This person spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his ribs were directly shattered, and it was almost impossible for him to come back to life.

This is not over, when Lin Baobao blasted this punch, he quickly found the other two six-star martial artists and gave them back fire!

The blood reflected the placket of the disciples of the Flame Sect.

These people never dreamed that he would be defeated by a little child!

Moreover, it's still a one-punch kill!

"You...... What did you do?" Xue Yong's eyes trembled slightly, and when Lin Baobao's second punch directly exploded the bones of a Flame Sect disciple, Xue Yong knew that he had completely underestimated Lin Baobao's strength.

"Impossible!"

"How can you have such strength?"

Xue Yong felt that he was one of the four major sects, and the strength of the people of the Flame Sect should be much higher than that of his peers, so how could he not be as good as such a young boy?

"Impossible?"

"What's there? impossible?"

Rumble!

Lin Baobao released all his breath, and as soon as the breath of the nine-star martial artist came out, Xue Yong's face instantly turned into paper, unbelievable!

Such a small nine-star martial artist?

Is this human?

It's a demon, isn't it?

"You...... What do you want to do? I'm a disciple of the Flame Sect?" Xue Yong, who was still high and invincible just now, is actually retreating backwards.

And Lin Baobao naturally won't give Xue Yong a chance.

People like this, living in the world, are also a scourge to others!

"What about the Flame Sect?"

"Baby, I have a system, although it is a pit system, but it is not so much, I am afraid that you are a little Fire Sect!"

Swish!

In Lin Baobao's hand, a big iron sword appeared, and he took a step forward, this sword was as fast as the wind!

Sou!

Xue Yong, as a seven-star martial artist, reacted very quickly, and he quickly pulled out the long sword on his waist, wanting to block Lin Baobao's sword!

Bite!

A light voice sounded, and Xue Yong stood in place with an incredulous and terrifying look on his face!

He stared at the broken sword in front of him, unable to imagine that Lin Baobao's swordsmanship was no longer something he could resist, and this sword actually directly cut off his long sword!

A blood mark burst out from Xue Yong's chest, Xue Yong's body trembled, and pointed at Lin Baobao.

"You...... You...... Don't die well, Agni Sect...... I won't let you go!My master, I won't let you go!" Xue Yong used his last strength and roared.

Hehehe.

Lin Baobao shook his head disdainfully, staring at Xue Yong, who had gradually lost his vitality, and a cold coldness flashed in his eyes.

Lin Baobao is not a soft persimmon, whoever wants to pinch it, in this life, he wants to live a wonderful life!

Enemy, only death!

"I don't know, is there a young lady in Yucheng~~~" After killing a few people from the Agni Sect, Lin Baobao naturally won't stay here longer, in case someone finds him, there will naturally be unnecessary trouble.

Lin Baobao walked forward for a while.

"Got a horse? This is the guy's horse?"

On the small hillside ahead, several tall shadows suddenly appeared.

Lin Baobao stared at the five fine horses, his eyes shining.

"God help me!"

Lin Baobao laughed wildly, and quickly ran towards the war horses: "Yucheng!