"Yes, it's Elder Yin who is here, and now you are dead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Dong Ye heard this voice, his body miraculously did not tremble, his eyes lit up and shouted, his desperate look became vivid again, and his arrogance became more and more rampant.

Elder Yin?Ling Huan looked at the person who came fixedly, and found that this person was not stepping on the ground, but floating over with the whole person, and his expression was instantly difficult to see. This Elder Yin actually reached the level of flying in the sky, which was an ability that only Soul Venerable had.

He was able to seriously injure Dong Shuangbo, a beginner-level soul master, it was still a coincidence, and because Dong Shuangbo was a pseudo-soul master, it was just a fluke, if he was replaced by any real soul master, it was really hard to say who would kill the deer, after all, this was a battle of leapfrogging.

can let Ling Huan face the Soul Venerable, and Elder Yin can crush him with only coercion. The reason why Elder Yin didn't control his mind at the beginning was that people despised him, and at this time, there was no such good thing.

"Who was presumptuous just now and injured Elder Dong?" The black shadow quickly came to stand in front of everyone, grunted, threw away the things in his hand, raised his chin, and looked at everyone contemptuously, as if looking down at an ant.

"Elder Yin!" Everyone saw that the person who came was very cold, and his graceful body was all shrouded in black robes, it was Elder Yin, who was killing people without blinking, and they couldn't help but change their colors in shock, and they were far away from Ling Huan, their legs were soft, and they knelt on the ground, kowtowing in despair.

Ling Huan's side, in addition to the corpses of the dead soldiers who had died tragically, even the seriously injured dead soldiers crawled away from him. His side immediately became empty, and because of Elder Yin's words, everyone stayed away from him, as if he was the plague god of this world.

"Yes, it's him, it's this guy who hurt me badly. The thing that was thrown on the ground by Elder Yin struggled to get up, poked at Ling Huan, and said resentfully.

This guy turned out to be Dong Shuangbo who had gone and returned, and at this time, the injuries all over his body had healed, and he was obviously healed by Elder Yin. However, the clothes were in tatters, and his image looked extremely embarrassed, staring at Ling Huan with a resentful expression.

"That's you...... Hey, are you that Ling-Ling Huan?" Elder Yin glanced at Ling Huan contemptuously, and was surprised to find that it was actually the cannon fodder he had captured at random, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

She didn't expect that she actually looked away, and she also lost her hand, and she didn't control Ling Huan's mind, and her face under the mask was immediately difficult to see.

"Ling Huan, is he Ling Huan?" Dong Shuangbo and Master Dong exclaimed almost at the same time, the decibel level was so high that Elder Yin frowned.

And in the next breath, Elder Yin's eyes froze, and he remembered the origin of Dong Shuangbo, and remembered the person who killed Dong Shuangbo, who was the magical person who used the soul realm to attract the holy light in the legend of Yangcheng, wasn't it called Ling Huan.

"Hey...... Ling Huan, you little bastard, Lao Tzu didn't look for you, you sent it to the door yourself. Okay, Lao Tzu will count the new hatred and old hatred together today, first cut you with a thousand knives, and then kill Ling Dalang, turn Sai Xishi, and destroy your ancestral tomb. Dong Shuang Po Sensen sneered, staring at Ling Huan viciously, and said hatefully.

"Dong Shuangbo, your behavior today will bring disaster to your family. Ling Huan gently took off the hood and threw it away, revealing a calm face, looking at Dong Shuangbo faintly, and said coldly.

"When death is about to die, you still have a hard mouth, Ling Huan, you kneel for Lao Tzu to die......" Dong Shuangbo saw that it was indeed Ling Huan, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and when he looked at Ling Huan's cold eyes, his heart was cold. He had seen vicious and cruel eyes, but such a plain look made his heart palpitate.

At this time, Ling Huan was very anxious, all the Go in the air was included in the chess hall by him, but the huge chessboard in the end was not included in the bag for a long time, and at this time, the strong enemy had arrived, if he didn't flee quickly, he was afraid that he would really be buried here.

"I have some courage, but in front of Elder Ben, how can I allow you to come and spread wild?" Elder Yin slowly spoke, as cold and arrogant as ever, and when he was dying, he just snorted lightly and coldly: "Hmph-"

But this random sound was like thunder, roaring and echoing in all directions, and everyone instantly fell into an ice cave, trembling in their hearts. Especially Ling Huan, who seemed to be overwhelmed by Mount Tai, overwhelmed, and couldn't move his body at all.

And the chessboard, which had been suspended in the air, seemed to have reached the point of being overwhelmed, and under this huge coercion, it let out a dull cry, which gradually burst open, and it was about to shatter into ashes, and even the soul force field caused by Ling Huan was also turbulent.

"Elder Yin, stop, my magnetic Go!" At this critical juncture, Dong Shuangbo Huo Ran was shocked that his chessboard was dangerous, and hurriedly gasped for breath and pleaded loudly.

"Huh?" Elder Yin realized that something was wrong, around Ling Huan, there was still a huge soul force field, and the soul power was out of the body, which was an ability that only a soul master could have, but Ling Huan, a little soul student, could do it, and moreover, he could withstand his own coercion.

"Hmph-" Elder Yin not only did not withdraw the coercion, but also took a step forward and snorted coldly again. This time, her eyes were no longer indifferent, but there was a hint of cold light, but she was still cold and arrogant: "Tell Elder Ben the secret of the Holy Light, kneel and beg for mercy." ”

With a "bang", under this powerful pressure, not only the chessboard shattered into ashes, but even the soul force field around Ling Huan's body was immediately distorted, and it collapsed after less than two breaths.

When the soul force field was shattered, the corners of Ling Huan's mouth overflowed with blood, and he took a few steps back suddenly, but he still stood there stubbornly, even if he trembled slightly, he did not give in, his eyes were revealed, and there was a terrifying ghostly light, the roots of his teeth were clenched, and his fists were clenched.

"If you think you are kneeling, then kneel down at Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will never dislike you for not being on the stage. Ling Huan spoke with difficulty, and in just one sentence, he almost finished speaking. In the face of such a strong man, he seemed to be humiliating himself by speaking like this, but he still said so.

Once he was unarmed, and when facing the gangsters, he dared to fight with his bare hands for the sake of his students, but now he comes with Haoran righteousness, where will he lose his integrity, even if he is doomed, he will never compromise. Get down on your knees and beg for mercy, to hell with it!

The strange thing was that the crowd that was kneeling down under the black pressure didn't seem to be under any more pressure, as if it was another world except for Ling Huan.

And when Ling Huan straightened his waist, gathered all his strength, and gritted his teeth to say this, it was like the coercion of the Soul Saint erupted, and the stewards and officials all trembled, and they couldn't breathe under heavy pressure. This is the pressure of the soul, the tremor of the heart.

They saw a weak person, but they also saw a great spirit, a figure that made them look up to the mountains, but they were ashamed to the extreme. But they could only tremble and crawl on the ground, but they couldn't do it, even if they lifted the soul in their hearts.

With a "bang", when the chessboard became powder and appeared in Ling Huan's chess hall, the short sword hidden in the center of the chessboard and killing Dong Shuangbo in the martial arts fell to the ground, shattering inch by inch.

But the strange thing was that this short sword didn't appear in Ling Huan's soul sea, as if it wasn't part of the chessboard.

What's even more bizarre is that the Qiushui sword left by Gu Jun hanging on Ling Huan's waist suddenly trembled after the chessboard entered Ling Huan's Qin Palace, and it became more and more violent, which made his heart flutter.

When Liu Er saw this sword on the Savage Ridge, he once said that this sword is called the Holy Sword Qiushui, could it be that it is also the thing of the Xuannu Fairy, and it is also the axis of this magnetic Go?

Ling Huan "banged" and pulled out the sword, injected all his soul power, trembled his hands, raised the tip of the sword, and pointed at Elder Yin from afar, as if he was letting out a silent roar: "Battle-"

Being so provoked by the little ant-like Ling Huan was a great shame for the powerful Elder Yin. But she still didn't have any direct killing moves, but took two heavy steps in a row, as cold and arrogant as ever.

"Very well, under my coercion, you are the only monk who has ever stood up to this point. Elder Yin's tone was cold, but his feet were more than three inches deep into the ground. This time, she didn't let out a cold snort again, but the pressure was a hundred times more terrifying than the cold snort.

After she stepped out of her two feet, with the two feet as the center, the earth shook and cracked, among which there were two arm-thick cracks, at a terrifying high speed, extending in the blink of an eye, in front of Ling Huan, there seemed to be a kind of power that wanted to split Ling Huan on the ground in half, and even formed a terrifying hurricane in the air.

I'm bah, you are also a powerful coercion, you are not ashamed, any Gu Jun or Yin Youmei can crush you, even Lu Hua can easily destroy you, and you are cheeky to say anything, the only monk standing under your coercion.

Ling Huan's expression was gloomy, and with all his hands, he slammed the sword in front of him, blocking the continued cracking of the earth. The two terrifying cracks that snaked came to an abrupt end, but the sword exploded with a "boom", as if some terrible force was about to destroy the sword.

"Poof-" Ling Huan's face was pale and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his clothes were fierce, his body trembled and retreated several meters, and the sword was also dragged all the way, making a piercing impact sound on the mountain, a deep ditch came out of the pear, and sparks splashed, but he still stood proudly. (To be continued.) )