There was another loud bang, and the yellow bronze bell that had been erected in front of the whip-bearer was finally overwhelmed, scattering fragments all over the ground, and a blush appeared on the corners of the whip-bearer's mouth.

Where has the whip-wielding monk seen such a fierce person, the usual fighting method, under the protection of this bronze bell, no matter how the other party casts the spell, he can't hurt himself in the slightest, and the current situation makes him feel unprepared.

Where did Lian Jin let him think nonsense, bullied forward, and smashed the whip-wielding monk with the long sword in his hand with great force.

That's right, it's smashing, after the activation of the sub-class, the Qilin bloodline has increased Lian Jin's physical strength to an incredible level, and a random blow has a force of several hundred catties, not to mention that there is a true qi attached to the long sword at this time.

"Click" and "poof" sounded one after another, and looking at the monk's collapsed chest, it was obvious that the sternum had been broken.

The reason why there is no death is because it is forbidden to fight in Zhonglin City, if it is a dead person, then the law enforcement team of Zhonglin City will invite you to drink tea, although you don't kill them, but you must not spare them easily, serious injury is the best punishment.

"Thank you for your help. Before Lian Jin could speak, the monk in Tsing Yi had already spoken.

I saw that the man was handsome, his face was as carved as a carving, his angular face won him a lot of favor, and the smile at the corner of his mouth made people feel a little kind, and in this kindness, there was also a sense of sharpness, and he looked like a sunny young man.

When Lian Jin looked at himself, the man in green clothes also showed an expression of admiration, in the fight, although he solved the two of them, but the time in front of him was shorter than himself, although he could do this, but he would inevitably not expose his true strength.

"Daoyou are polite, thank you for your help, I'm afraid it will take a lot of trouble in the future. Lian Jin looked at the man in Tsing Yi who was not affected in the slightest in front of him and said, his supernatural power Qilin power has an obvious suppressive effect on monks whose cultivation is lower than his own, but this person has no impact at all, it can only be said that his true cultivation is not only the sixth layer of qi cultivation that he revealed.

In the hearts of both of them, a voice sounded at the same time, this person was very strong.

"Farewell. Seeing that the matter was over, the man turned around and left, without the slightest idea of leaving his identity and name, which also made Lian Jin, who wanted to make friends on the side, retract what he was about to say, that is, he didn't pay attention, why bother asking again, but Lian Jin believed that he would meet him again in the near future.

At the beginning of the battle, the people around the street were afraid of the fish pond and hid far away, and at this time, seeing Lian Jin and the others overturning the four monks to the ground without much effort, they all rushed forward to see the excitement.

"Isn't this Wang Zhangao of the Wang family? A few days ago, I saw him follow an elder of the Wang family to the spirit stone mine in Heifeng Mountain, hey, these are all the children of the Wang family who went with him, why did he come back so quickly?" said a bold monk who stepped forward and looked at the monk who had been knocked to the ground by Lian Jin.

"That is, this Wang occupies the trust of the head of the Wang family, who is said to be deep, and now he is seriously injured, tsk。。。。。。 A yellow-clothed monk next to him also stepped forward to look at the Wang family monk on the ground and said, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Lian Jin with that kind of pity, as if Lian Jin was already a dead man.

"This kid is dead, in this Zhonglin City, I haven't heard of anyone so bold as to dare to seriously injure a disciple of the Wang family. ”

"Hehe, I guess the people of the Wang family are coming soon, there is a good show to watch. ”

For a while, Lian Jin's ears were full of schadenfreude, Lian Jin, who was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of time in his previous life, naturally knew the ugliness of people's hearts, and he had heard more ugly words than this.

However, as for the children of the Wang family who can't fight in the mouths of these people, Lian Jin wants to see why he doesn't dare to fight today.

"Boy, there is a kind of don't run, I'll let you know the price of hurting my Wang family's disciples in Lincheng in this place. Although the man was seriously injured, he still threatened Lian Jin with words, looking at the vicious eyes of the man on the ground, Lian Jin said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: You think I am scared, and it is you who beat me today. Turning to ignore the resentful eyes behind him.

"Young man, hurry up and leave Zhonglin City. Seeing Lian Jin standing there still, he thought he was stupid by the Wang family in everyone's words, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to remind Lian Jin to leave here.

Lian Jin heard the man's kind reminder, just turned his head and nodded to the man, and did not run away from the desert as everyone imagined, the man saw Lian Jin react like this, just sighed and stopped talking, but his eyes were full of regret, such an excellent young man, it's a pity.

"Third Young Master, it was that man who had just beaten Wang Zhangao's four adults to serious injuries, but this kid was bold enough to not run away. While everyone was talking, a shrill voice suddenly sounded in the street, piercing and flattering.

Lian Jin glanced at it, a monk with an obscene face and two mustaches led a young and dignified man to his side quickly, the man was dressed in purple, and the aura exuded between the dragons and tigers made Lian Jin jealous, this person was definitely the strongest opponent Lian Jin had encountered at present, and there was no one.

"It is Wang Haoxi, the third young master of the Wang family, twenty years old, it is said that he is a mutated spirit root Lei Linggen, who cultivates the Huang Rank Superb Exercise "Thunder Spirit", I heard that not long ago he broke through to the seventh layer of Qi training, and the head of the Wang family specially gave the high-grade magic weapon Zixiao Sword, and this person's combat power is infinitely close to the eighth layer of Qi training. A monk with good eyesight saw the purple-clad man and introduced him to the monks around him.

After listening to the introduction, the people around were shocked, practicing qi at the eighth level, not to mention Zhonglin City, even if it is placed in Cangwu County, it is a genius type, not to mention the spirit root or the thunder spirit root, you must know that the destructive power of the thunder spirit root is stronger than the fire spirit root in all the spirit roots, and the speed is not weaker than the wind spirit root, and the exercises and magic weapons that Wang Haoxi cultivates are all thunder attributes, this kind of combination is not a simple one-plus-one effect.

In Lian Jin's impression, the best disciple of the Wang family is Wang Shanhe, who won the first place in the three clans competition five years ago, and was tried to be accepted as a disciple on the spot by a Qingxumen, leaving Zhonglin City to practice in Qingxumen, and in the following time, Lian Jin did not pay much attention to the affairs of the outside world, and Wang Haoxi naturally did not understand.

That Wang Haoxi seemed to be pressing people with power, and before he could get closer, he released the coercion belonging to the eighth layer of Qi training, like the roar of the heavenly thunder, like the roar of the thunder god, at that moment, the monks who were cultivating below the fifth layer of Qi training spit out a mouthful of blood, and they were trying to control their knees not to kneel, and there were dozens of people above the fifth level of Qi training, although they did not vomit blood, but they also hurriedly used their true qi to reduce the pressure on their bodies.

There are only two people present who can not be affected, one is Lian Jin, and the other is the stall owner next to Lian Jin, the power of the unicorn that Lian Jin obtained after the transformation of the Qilin blood is originally a potential, and it is the power of the king, this level of coercion, even if there is no power of the Qilin, Lian Jin's own cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi can be resisted.

As for the middle-aged man sitting at the back of the stall, he didn't seem to have any reaction to this violent coercion, and he still looked at what was in front of him quietly, as if he didn't have the slightest interest in the fight between Lian Jin and the two.

Battle, on the verge of breaking out.