The official road of Taikang Star was built solid and flat, and Lin Sen walked in front, walking in no hurry or slow, all the way leisurely.

Ling Hu Chong followed behind him, looking at the note in his hand, which was covered with beautiful handwriting. It was stuffed to him by Miss Yuluo when she left, so that he didn't faint happily at that time, and his heart was pounding.

It's a pity that when they opened it halfway, the note was not written with the love words he wanted, but reminded them to be careful of Saiyan Tim's plot, which disappointed Ling Hu Chong.

"This Tim is really annoying!" Ling Hu Chong's hatred for this Saiyan suddenly deepened.

Tim and his party followed Lin Sen from a distance, not daring to approach at all, for fear of being discovered by humans.

From time to time, pedestrians and vehicles drove by on the official road, and when they saw Lin Sen, they couldn't help but take a few more looks, and some of them were not well-informed, thinking that this was a group of Saiyans with their tails plucked.

A big man of the Bato tribe walked in front of Tim, holding a palm-sized instrument in his hand, and suddenly he pointed his hand in front and said in surprise: "Huh, they turned a fork in the road, this is not the route to Wuling City." ”

It turned out that the palm-sized instrument was a tracker, and it was this thing that allowed them to follow from a distance without being detected.

Lin Sen, who turned into a fork in the road in front of him, played with a metal piece the size of a fingernail in his hand, and threw it from time to time to catch it, and was very happy.

Ling Hu Chong couldn't help reminding, "Ah Sen, you have to be careful not to break it, otherwise those fools will be lost." ”

"Don't worry, I always have to give you gas!" Lin Senlang said with a smile.

Turning his head to see Ling Hu Chong's gaze moving up and down with the metal piece, he couldn't help but be happy;. This guy is concerned about it, and if I can miss it, then all my previous practice will be in vain.

"This trail goes through a forest, which is Qingyue Lake, which is inaccessible and a good place to do it!" Li Jiao said, looking at the map in his hand.

Lin Sen nodded, there was a threat hanging behind him after all, so it was better to lead it out and kill it in one fell swoop. "A good place to do it" refers to both the other person and yourself.

Tim followed the tracker's signal into a wooded field, silent except for the tiny chirping of insects.

He was suddenly a little frightened, how could these humans take the path of no one, and thinking about it, his pace slowed down.

Suddenly, there was a fierce fight in front of him, with both human voices shouting and air bursting.

Hey?

Is Granddot's business done?

Tim was so excited that he pushed aside the big man of the Bato clan who was exploring his way ahead and rushed towards the sound, not even thinking about why Grantor had done something and didn't come back.

Half a star ago, Lin Sen and his party walked through the woods, and a half-moon-shaped cyan lake appeared in front of everyone.

The lake water is clean and clear, like a bend of the moon, this lake is Qingyue Lake.

Arriving at the predetermined location where he was going to deal with Tim, Lin Sen's divine sense expanded in all directions, and suddenly an anomaly appeared in the sea of consciousness.

"Hey, there's an ambush!"

Lin Sen's eyes were shining, and he turned to look at a stone cliff behind him, and the figure of Li Jiao beside him came to the bottom of the stone cliff in a flash, and the long knife slashed straight away, and the sharp edge roared.

Boom!

A piece of earth and stone at the top of the stone cliff suddenly exploded, and a red shadow flew out, evil and majestic, majestic and majestic, making people unconsciously want to worship and dedicate everything.

It is definitely the red shadow of the realm of the great grandmaster, flying towards the long knife, and striking out with a punch, the fist power is divided into seven strands, there are masculine, feminine, rigid with soft, soft with rigid, not only one wave is better than one wave, but also entwined with each other, you have me, I have you, straight into the internal organs, making it difficult for people to parry.

Li Jiao's chest was stuffy, and the long knife couldn't be handed out anymore.

His eyes flashed with evil, and his body suddenly turned, like a dexterous Feiyan, and came to the side of the red-robed man.

The long knife was lightly flicked, like a swallow spreading its wings, cutting into the opponent's waist ribs.

The red-robed man couldn't see his face clearly, he punched the air, and laughed coldly, "You take my punch again!"

A stiff Saiyan blurted out, making Lin Sen frown, why did this guy speak so strangely?

On the side of the red-robed man's body, another punch blasted out, masculine and violent, unstoppable. The sand and gravel on the ground were blown up by the fist, like a gust of black wind.

"It's good to come!" Li Jiao praised and greeted him without fear, his face full of excitement.

In the wind and sand, Li Jiaoyi's hair fluttered, his right wrist turned, the long knife folded, and swept lightly towards the wrists of the red-robed man.

"Okay, eat me again!" the red-robed man shouted again, still in stiff Saiyan language.

In the black wind, the red-robed man punched out.

This punch is ordinary, no fancy, no changes, no backhand, but in Li Jiao's eyes, he feels that it is the greatest and the most rigid, containing a certain charm, which is the return to the basics of boxing!

His heart moved, the long knife flipped over, and it slapped it in a simple and unremarkable way, this knife was also clumsy and changeable, but it was fierce and full of charm.

The fists and knives intersected, Li Jiao's feet sank, sinking into the gravel, and blood secreted from the corners of his mouth, but he immediately turned the long knife into a slash, drew an arc in mid-air, and slashed at the neck of the red-robed man.

The red-robed man laughed, the fist momentum changed, from the ancient clumsy atmosphere to small and changeable, the fist knife in a narrow range, pinching and hammering, chopping and chopping, constantly changing, there are mutual offense and defense, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Lin Sen looked at the red-robed man and the furry tail exposed under the robe, and always felt a little strange in his heart.

This guy is a Saiyan, how can he speak Saiyan so bluntly?

The strength of the red-robed man is definitely stronger than Li Jiao, but Li Jiao is the kind of character that gets stronger and stronger the more he fights, the more pressure he has, the more he can explode.

Under the increasingly fierce attacks of the red-robed man, he actually defended every drop, and even occasionally counterattacked.

The two fought vigorously, and the red-robed man screamed again and again, shouting excitedly, and he turned out to be a belligerent.

Li Jiao stood there motionless, the long knife in his hand, picking, wiping, splitting, and teasing are varied, and the damage is incomparable, and he can always recover the decline between the inadmissible and return to the situation of equal strength.

Ling Hu Chong looked at the battle in front of him while looking around vigilantly, he was the protagonist of this assassination, and someone would inevitably attack him.

Cultivating the Dugu Nine Swords, he had an unusually keen sense of the changes in the aura of heaven and earth, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong, and at this time, Lin Sen's eyes also looked in his direction.

Suddenly, Ling Hu Chong felt that the sunlight in front of him suddenly became fierce and dazzling, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

At this moment, in the golden light, a figure burst out, and the short sword in his hand directed the fox to his throat, as if he had been hiding in the sun!

When Tim and the others arrived at the edge of the woods, they saw this scene, and he hid behind a large tree and peeked out, and his heart was overjoyed.

"Okay, kill him!"

Ling Hu Chong didn't let his wish come true, only to see his eyes closed, feeling the fluctuations of aura between heaven and earth with his spiritual sense.

Suddenly, he stabbed out with a sword, striking the opponent's short sword in a dazzling light.

Bite!

A crisp bang!

Ling Hu Chong used his strength to float back, out of the shroud of strong light.

At this moment, behind him, the gravel and dirt on the ground swelled violently like a tomb, and the same figure jumped out, ten fingers like hooks, glowing with a ghostly light.

Before the voyeuristic Tim could get frustrated, he got excited again.

The two assassins who attacked Ling Hu Chong were also dressed in red robes, masked with red scarves, and dressed like the previous ones.