This is equivalent to a ring, the formation is limited, and it has some kind of shielding effect, and Xingluo is in the ring within the formation at the moment, looking at Lin Zhan for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is the fourth level, and definitely the last level of your trip, because you can't win...... In order to let you understand, this deacon will tell you the rules, in fact, there are no rules, see this ring, in the duel, whoever goes out of the line first, then who loses...... Come on, hurry. ”

"Huh...... I'm so tired, take a rest first......"

Lin Zhan sat down on the ground not far from the ring as if he hadn't heard Xingluo's words.

Xingluo looked at Lin Zhan like a fool, wanting to see what trick he was going to change.

"It's strange, why did Lin Zhan stop, isn't he ready to continue to break through?"

"Could it be that he was injured just now, or is he overdrawn?"

The elders at the top of the peak, as well as many disciples, were also unaware and expressed their guesses.

"These levels of Burial Sword Peak look quite bluffing......" Lin Zhan stretched and then muttered to himself, but he only said half a sentence and did not continue.

Xingluo jumped up, and wanted to rush over, but when he was about to cross the boundary of the ring, he suddenly stopped, and just pointed at Lin Zhan in place and asked, "Lin Zhan! What did you say about it? It's quite bluffing, and then?"

Lin Zhan naturally saw his movements, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his face: "Hehe, why didn't this guy jump out, in that case, is this level considered my bloodless and won't win without a fight?"

He took out an object from the Nine Star Space in his hand, looked at it, and began to condense a ball of flames, and in an instant, a pungent fragrance emanated.

As soon as this thing appeared, Lin Zhan didn't believe that this Xingluo would not continue to go crazy, this was a specialty of the Burial Sword Peak, and it had not been exported except for the entertainment of this peak, if outsiders had a Heavenly Chicken, it was definitely the batch that was stolen before.

And the people up and down the Burial Sword Peak all hate the chicken thief to the core, Xingluo, as one of the representatives, once vowed to break the chicken thief into pieces, and at this moment he smelled a familiar smell, and immediately went crazy.

"Lin Zhan, you, you, how can you have the Heaven Chicken that I buried in Sword Peak, say, where did you come from, are you a chicken thief?"

Lin Zhan tore off the fat chicken legs, first put them in front of his nose and sniffed them: "Well, it's really delicious in the world, praise!"

Then I put it in my mouth and ate it deliciously.

Xingluo was spinning in circles in the ring, looking like a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry, and he was already so angry that he was about to ascend to heaven.

"Lin Zhan, I killed you, I only ask you one last time, is this the heavenly chicken that I buried in Sword Peak?"

Lin Zhan wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth, and then said slowly: "It was indeed a heavenly chicken just now, it was not enough to eat it now, and it is not a ......."

The evidence was eaten, and who knew that a chicken of heaven had just appeared?

Xingluo alone knew that there was no other effect than adding fuel to his fire.

"When you're full, take a break, this senior brother, if you're in a hurry, you can go first, anyway, I'm not in a hurry. ”

After Lin Zhan finished speaking, he leaned on a stone wall at a good angle, put his hands on the back of his head, lay down, and raised Erlang's legs......

"Lin Zhan, you ......" Xingluo's face was full of indignation, but due to the restrictions of the level, he couldn't leave the ring, otherwise he would lose this level, but seeing Lin Zhan's underbeaten appearance, there was really no place to vent, he waved his sword, slashing in the air one by one, it seemed that there were countless Lin Zhan there, grinning at him with a bad smile.

Lin Zhan doesn't play cards according to the routine, but this is reasonable, there is no time limit for breaking through, he takes a break, there is really no problem.

"The last Heavenly Chicken, Burial Sword Peak, don't let me down, it's better to have some Heavenly Cow Heavenly Pig or something, it's more enjoyable to eat!" Lin Zhan was looking forward to the scale of the Burial Sword Peak Livestock Farm while observing Xingluo's performance.

This so-called deacon, Lin Zhan didn't like it from the beginning, he looked pretentious, he may have some strength, but he didn't have a master's demeanor, for this kind of person, Lin Zhan didn't mind playing tricks first, and after he got out of control, he should have twice the result with half the effort.

The fusion of ruthless sword dao and affectionate swordsmanship, although it did not bring Lin Zhan actual swordsmanship skills, but it allowed him to spy on the origin of swordsmanship, there is a sword in his heart, and the move is a sword, the sword is in his hand, and the moves are as he wants.

This kind of mystery, which seems to be nothing, has opened up Lin Zhan's new perception of swordsmanship.

Therefore, for Xingluo, who was obviously a master of swordsmanship, Lin Zhan was looking forward to this battle.

Defeating the other party in the way that the other party is good at is undoubtedly the most lethal.

"I have to say that the environment of the Burial Sword Peak is really beautiful, I really want to sleep here until I wake up naturally, but I still have to break this level. Lin Zhan stood up in slow motion, straightened the hem of his robe, raised his head and asked, "By the way, Lin Zhan in the Lower Flame Peak, I don't know what this senior brother is called?"

Xingluo, who was already extremely crazy, had a dark face at this time, and asked rhetorically, "Who is Deacon Ben, didn't I tell you just now?"

Lin Zhan touched his head, thought hard, and then: "I really didn't say it." ”

“...... Okay, then I might as well tell you again, I, Xingluo, am the youngest deacon in the Sword Suppression Hall of the Burial Sword Peak, and I will come to fight quickly!"

"The youngest Xingluo deacon in the Burial Sword Peak?" Lin Zhan gave a thumbs up, expressing his sincere admiration, "It's really amazing, take the liberty to ask Deacon Xingluo this year?"

Xingluo thought that Lin Zhan was surprised by his achievements, so he replied very complacently: "I'm only thirty years old in a few days! The entire Flame Mountain Range became a deacon before the age of thirty, and I'm Xingluo!"

"Hahaha......" Lin Zhan smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Xingluo seemed to be a little numb to Lin Zhan's unexpected transformation.

Lin Zhan leaned on his ink sword and said, "Deacon Xingluo, if you count it like this, I, who just became the deacon of the Flame Hall of the Flame Peak a few days ago, Lin Zhan, is the youngest deacon among the five peaks of the Flame Mountain Range!

"What? you, you've become a deacon too?" Xingluo's eyes widened.

The youngest deacon, this has always been regarded by Xingluo as the biggest pride on the way to cultivation.

And this pride was instantly destroyed by Lin Zhan at this moment.

"Lin Zhan, how can you dare to be a deacon!" Xingluo held his sword, and his emotions were a little out of control.

"This deacon, I don't dare to do it, but my peak master just forced it for me, cough cough, how can I be embarrassed to shirk it, besides, I can't shirk it......"

Lin Zhan said, approaching the edge of the ring step by step. (To be continued.) )