In the blink of an eye, an extra spirit sword appeared in Lin Chen's right hand.

"Storage ring, you really got the relics of the hermit master. ”

After seeing the spirit sword that suddenly appeared in Lin Chen's palm, Xue Zhiren was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed.

"Do you want it?"

When Lin Yi and the three began to retreat, Lin Chen raised his palm, and the bronze storage ring shimmered with the moving luster of ancient vicissitudes in the sun.

"Hand it over, I can let you go. ”

Xue Zhiren couldn't help but swallow his saliva, the storage ring, this is the storage ring recorded in the ancient books, it is said that only the storage ring can be created by the Nine Rank Refiners.

Even if it was just the lowest-level first-grade storage ring, there was only one meter of space in it, one meter in length, width and height, and appearing in a place like Lingyun City was enough to cause a huge sensation.

Not to mention, this storage ring may not only have one product.

"No, he has to die, they all have to die. Xue Baoying shouted.

Xue Zhiren suddenly felt a headache, he originally wanted to deceive the storage ring first, and then it was not too late to kill Lin Chen and the others. Unexpectedly, Xue Baoying was already carried away by hatred, and she couldn't even see his calculations.

In that case, the only way to do it is to do it. Hopefully, the original owner of the storage ring can't easily damage the storage ring. Otherwise, Lingyun City's only storage ring would be destroyed.

"Baoshan, you take Mu Han and Bao Ying to chase those three, leaving a Yunpeng Crane as a contact, and this Lin Chen will be handed over to me!" Xue Zhiren was also a decisive figure, and immediately made arrangements.

"I want to be crippled!" Xue Muhan said gloomily.

"Don't worry!" Xue Zhiren smiled indifferently, a yellow-level eightfold kid, he didn't play as much as he wanted?

You have to do it quickly!

Lin Chen gritted his teeth, and just as the three of them turned around, he slammed the porcelain bottle in his hand.

Two drops of thick liquid slid into his mouth and he swallowed it in one gulp.

In the next second, the depleted spiritual power, like a volcanic eruption, skyrocketed wildly from the dantian. And the degree of purity is far better than his previous spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, this sudden burst of pure spiritual power made the dantian surge.

In the blink of an eye, the surging spiritual power frenzy overflowed the dantian and poured into the meridians, causing the meridians to expand like crazy.

Lin Chen was taken aback, this is too crazy, isn't it? The medicinal properties are several times stronger than the Qingyao fruit he got from Jiang Yaohu at the beginning.

In an instant, Lin Chen was ecstatic again. The last thing he is afraid of is that the excess spiritual power will burst the meridians, because he is bloodthirsty!

Without any hesitation, Lin Chen slashed out with a sword, and directly took Yun Penghe, who was carrying Xue Muhan and the three of them, and was flapping his huge wings.

Xue Zhiren snorted coldly, appeared in front of Lin Chen, and waved his sword lightly.

A sword shot out like lightning.

"Damn it!"

Lin Chen was furious, and when he saw the sword attacking, he had to jump away from it.

"The speed and reaction are good!" Xue Zhiren praised lightly.

Seeing Yun Penghe take off, Lin Chen raised his sword and pointed directly at Xue Zhiren.

"Lin Chen, wait for me, I will cut off that girl's hands and feet, and then keep you to torture slowly. On the Yunpeng crane, Xue Baoying's crazy laughter came.

Lin Chen only felt a surge of anger rise up, and his eyes gradually turned red.

The spirit sword in his hand, with all his strength, threw it violently.

Shout!

Under the power of the rage, the spirit sword was like a sharp arrow, bringing up a string of afterimages, piercing Yun Penghe's neck.

"Up!"

Xue Baoshan was shocked and slapped Yun Penghe's back hard.

Yun Penghe's giant wings suddenly increased their flapping speed, but it was still a little late, and the spirit sword pierced its left wing, flying more than ten meters high before its remaining strength was exhausted.

With a wail, Yun Penghe staggered into the distance.

Lin Chen secretly said that it was a pity, but it was okay, at least, Yun Penghe's injury was not light, and it would be difficult for Xue Muhan and the three of them to find Xirou.

"The rumors that you are infinitely powerful and that your physical body can resist the spirit sword seem to be true. Seeing that Yun Penghe was injured, Xue Zhiren was annoyed in his heart and stared at Lin Chen coldly.

Lin Chen didn't speak, and then took out a spare second-grade spirit sword from the storage ring.

The next moment, he shot towards Xue Zhiren.

"Grasshopper shaking the tree, let you see today, where is the Xuan-level master stronger than you!"

Xue Zhiren didn't dodge or dodge, and waited for Lin Chen to approach.

10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters......

Just when the two of them were less than five meters, Xue Zhiren's wrist flipped over, and the spirit sword in his palm slashed out towards Lin Chen's legs.

Lin Chen was not surprised, with the terrifying effect of the spiritual liquid, even if he used his physical strength to grind, he was confident enough to grind Xue Zhiren to death. But in the current situation, he must solve it quickly. Otherwise, Xirou's side will definitely not be able to hold on.

Xue Zhiren's act of underestimating the enemy obviously gave him this opportunity.

didn't dodge or dodge, Lin Chen still rushed wildly.

Just as the sword qi was about to slash his legs first, a sword stabbed out.

Shh

Blood splattered, legs, sharp pain came. Lin Chen gritted his teeth and held on, the spirit sword in his hand did not tremble even the slightest.

The sword wind whistled, sharp and piercing. The spirit sword was close at hand, and Xue Zhiren's eyes were still deeply dazed and puzzled.

The sword qi of a second-rank martial artist of the Xuan Rank, paired with a third-grade spirit sword, could not cut off the legs of a Yellow-rank martial artist, is this possible?

Even if it wasn't cut off, the pain was enough to collapse the opponent's offensive.

But as a result, why is this the case?

It wasn't until the tip of the sword pierced into his chest that Xue Zhiren came to his senses. The body leaned back, kicked the ground with both legs, and the whole person flew backwards and flew out.

The spirit sword chased after him, and it was even faster than the speed of his second-rank martial artist.

Laugh at!

It was only after a series of five or six centimeters that the sword momentum completely disappeared.

Lin Chen jerked out his spirit sword, and a blood injection burst out from Xue Zhiren's chest.

Just as Xue Zhiren staggered back, Lin Chen stomped on the ground and shot to kill.

"You're damned!"

Xue Zhiren was furious, a dignified martial artist with a double rank would actually suffer a big loss at the hands of a yellow-level martial artist. This is going to get out, and he won't need to go out with this face in the future.

Holding the blood-gushing chest with one hand, Xue Zhiren stabbed out with a sword in anger, directly hitting Lin Chen's heart.

Angry, he obviously forgot Xue Muhan's two siblings' request not to kill Lin Chen.

Lin Chen still ignored it, and slashed it with his sword. That indomitable momentum made Xue Zhiren have the idea of retreating for a moment.

As soon as this thought came out, it was snuffed out by Xue Zhiren.

If even a yellow-rank martial artist didn't dare to confront him head-on, it would be the greatest shame in his life.

"No matter what elixir you eat, it can't change the fact that you are in the Yellow Order. If you want to die, then I'll give you a ride!"

The spiritual power was surging wildly, and Xue Zhiren's sword speed suddenly accelerated by a few points.

In the next second, a hideous smile appeared on Xue Zhiren's face. He found that Lin Chen's sword that slashed down had obviously become weak, obviously wanting to break the sword halfway.

"Do you want to quit? It's too late!"

Xue Zhiren smiled cruelly, ready to enjoy the beautiful sound of the tip of the sword piercing his heart.

Laugh at......

At this moment, an accident that Xue Zhiren couldn't understand suddenly happened.

Lin Chen suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the spirit sword he stabbed.

As the blade of the spirit sword continued to pass through his palm, a steady stream of piercing sounds came out. Blood, splattered and scattered as the blade of the sword passed through it rapidly.

Xue Zhiren could clearly feel that the spirit sword that was stabbing towards Lin Chen's heart was becoming more and more resistant.

Until, in Lin Chen's chest, stopped.

"Now, it's my turn!" Lin Chen smiled hideously, and his right hand, which was already hanging in the air, slashed down.

The stagnant spirit sword once again erupted with an astonishing sound of breaking the air.

Xue Zhiren was shocked, and he didn't have time to think about why Lin Chen was able to grab his spirit sword with his bare hands, and while retreating backwards, he drew the spirit sword hard.

The spirit sword only stepped back a few centimeters slightly, and it was difficult to twitch a single centimeter. Along with it, his retreat suddenly stagnated.

If you want to abandon the back of the sword again, it is already a step too late.

A silver light quickly enlarged in front of Xue Zhiren's eyes.

Swish......

The sword was like a rainbow, from the top of Xue Zhiren's head to his left shoulder, drawing a graceful red diagonal line.

Bang!

Xue Zhiren's body slowly fell. Those wide eyes were full of horror.

Call......

Lin Chen exhaled heavily and looked down at his legs.

At the calf, there is an extra sword wound with a deep visible bone.

Look at the left hand again, and it is dripping with blood.

The Xuan level is double, and it is really not easy to kill. Rao is with the help of two drops of spiritual liquid, which still made him pay a lot of price.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Chen quickly called up the friend system to check Xirou's location. Then, staggered and ran.

A few miles away, in a poplar forest, Xue Muhan's three brothers and sisters were pressing forward step by step.

In the eyes of Lin Yi and Liang Cong, the color of despair became stronger and stronger. With their strength, once they are caught up, they are already certain to die.

It's Xirou, who is obviously used to seeing this kind of scene. From beginning to end, his face was unfazed.

"Miss Xirou, you run quickly, towards the middle of the woods, and the two of us are responsible for dragging them down. Liang Cong said with a sad face: "If you see the young master, remember to tell him, don't forget to ask the newly recruited followers to burn me more paper money every year." ”

"Run, don't worry, you can't run away, especially you!" Xue Baoying stared at Xi Rou with hatred: "I will cut off your hands and feet first, and then draw your face, and then take it back and raise it slowly." When you're happy, when you're torturing you, I'm going to let you survive and not die. ”

Xi Rou was silent, but Liang Cong was so angry that he scolded: "Such a vicious woman, the young master will definitely crush you to ashes and avenge us." ”

"Lin Chen?" Xue Mu smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "He is probably already in pain now, with broken hands and feet!"

"Really?" suddenly came a cold voice in the woods.