This face was very unfamiliar to him, but his eyes were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Lin Feng thought for a moment, and suddenly frowned: "Who are you?" ”

"Look, this kid still can't hold his breath, after all, he is young." The man smiled and walked up to Tian Yun'er, who leaned in very affectionately and grabbed her arm.

"Daddy, you always say he's a genius, I think he's a big fool!" She smiled like a rose, bright and lovely.

The man smiled dotingly and scratched the bridge of her nose: "Girl, don't say that, you go down first, I have a few words to say with my little brother." ”

Tian Yun'er agreed, and a butterfly swept past Lin Feng and brought it to the door.

"Introduce yourself, contemptible Li Muran, elder of Tianlan Sect. Of course, you should already recognize me. Li Muran wiped his hand on his face, took off a human skin mask, and it was a white-clothed showman.

Lin Feng was surprised, but he felt that it was reasonable.

"Why is the little brother so disgusted with me? Our father and daughter are not thin on you, if it weren't for me uniting Yuan Dingyi and Zang Zhiliang to protect you, what do you think would happen to you now?

The boss behind the scenes of the Furong Pavilion and the people of the Divine Crane Gate will not let you go.

I do this to you just by appreciating your talent and talent, and I hope you will join us on our side. ”

"Your side?"

"Yes, in your words, it's the Devil's Way."

Lin Feng smiled lightly: "That's impossible." ”

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse." Li Muran had a confident smile on her face, "Before that, Miss Yun'er always bragged to me about your talent. Let me see how fast you've been improving lately. ”

Without waiting for Lin Feng to react, a cold wind suddenly appeared in the room, the light was dim, and it was bleak. A powerful spiritual pressure emanated from the white-clothed Xiushi, and he was like a ghost, disappearing from Lin Feng's eyes with a swish, and immediately appeared behind him.

Bang!

The sharp palm wind hit the back of the neck, cold and biting, and the huge pressure almost broke the cervical vertebrae.

Lin Feng was terrified, this guy came as soon as he said it! Moreover, his strength is so strong.

The opponent's palm is sharp, swift, and close. In a hurry, the center of Lin Feng's whole body was pressed on the tip of his right foot, and his body was like a whipped spinning top, spinning at high speed, and before the palm wind could rush, the person had already turned to face the white-clothed Xiushi.

The palm was rapidly enlarged in the field of vision, and even the veins of the palm lines could be clearly seen, and a skeleton-like shadow was seen like mist and smoke, swaying in the palm of its palm.

Lin Feng stretched out his arms, kicked on his toes, and his body retreated lightly.

"Good! Responsiveness! The white-clothed Xiu Shi nodded in approval, and then attacked faster and fiercer, and after a few breaths, Lin Feng was surrounded by the mist and smoke of ghosts.

For a moment, this huge room was like a hell of a wolf. The day is like night, and the early summer is like winter.

Lin Feng even had the illusion that he was dead, wandering in the underworld, and the ghosts around him were misty and miserable.

He was distracted, and suddenly a loud shout came from the Mud Pill Palace: "Wake me up!" ”

At the same time, the white-clothed Xiushi also roared, and two voices woke him up.

Lin Feng was calm, everything had returned to normal, but he was already in a cold sweat.

"Yes, it can resist to this extent!" The white-clothed showman made no secret of his admiration for Lin Feng, "Come, take a few more moves!" ”

He flipped his palms and was as light as a charm, leaving a figure all over the room. His attack angle was tricky, and his strength was ruthless, and at the beginning, Lin Feng couldn't bear it at all, and he hit three palms in a row.

Fortunately, the white-clothed Xiushi didn't really want to hurt him, and he stopped every time. But even so, Lin Feng was still frightened.

If the opponent intends to harm him, these three palms can take his life at will.

He began to fight back desperately, the opponent is fast, he is faster, the opponent is ruthless, he will be more ruthless. Gradually, he can also live three or five tricks in the hands of the white-clothed Xiushi.

Lin Feng became more and more courageous the more he fought, and the opponent's attacks became sharper and sharper, and the pressure brought to Lin Feng became greater and greater each time.

Lin Feng likes to fight, and a cultivator can only grow in a real battle of life and death. And tonight, it was very enjoyable, and in a short time he was wet with sweat.

This kind of crazy confrontation lasted for more than an hour, and it didn't end until Tian Yun'er pushed the door in.

"Stop fighting!" She pouted, unhappy, "Daddy, you're not tired, he's tired!" Eat something and take a break. ”

"Hehe, it's fine." The white-clothed Xiushi smiled, stopped, wiped his hands with a towel, and asked Lin Feng, "How do you feel?" ”

Lin Feng was silent, he was immersed in the aftertaste. Just now, the white-clothed Xiushi seemed to attack indiscriminately, but in fact, every move and style was directed at his weakness.

If it weren't for this battle, Lin Feng wouldn't have known that he had so many problems. Today's harvest is undoubtedly huge.

Moreover, after thinking about it carefully, Lin Feng discovered a strange change in himself, and his strength had grown to a certain extent.

This kind of growth, while not enough to make him break through, is very obvious, and besides, it is not something that can be brought about by a random battle.

He began to realize something.

"Why are you helping me so much?" Lin Feng asked.

The white-clothed Xiushi laughed, did not answer him, but looked at his daughter lovingly: "Yun'er, you, Brother Lin, don't like us very much." He didn't believe he would come to us later......"

"He'll believe it." Tian Yun'er is extremely determined.

Eccentric father and daughter, he thought.

……

Shenhemen, the residence of the three elders.

The three elders with majestic faces sat there, listening to the cries and cries of Liu Bo, a subordinate of his cronies, and he was always holding a tea bowl and tasting it.

"Finished?" The three elders said slowly.

"Third Elder, you have to make the decision for me, I am your godson, and Lu'er is your godgrandson, you can't watch him die so unjustly!" Liu Bo threw himself on his knees.

"Humph! Something that doesn't make a difference! I'm dozens of years old, crying and crying at every turn! The third elder flicked the dust from the corner of his coat, "Since the sect has issued a notice, how can you and I change it?" ”

"Huh?! Could it be that Liu'er is just ...... like this?"

"Idiot, I only said that we can't change the status quo, but I didn't say that you can't kill Lin Feng. Lianzong is about to start his first training camp, and it is said that he will go to the Fragrance Picking Valley. And this time, the competition between the various sects is quite fierce......" The third elder touched his flowing long beard.

Liu Bo hurriedly agreed, his eyes rolling.

"This time, among the members of the United Sect, there is one more Blood Red Hall, do you know?" The three elders said slowly.

"Yes, I heard." Liu Bo nodded, in fact, he had heard that he had been hooking up with the Blood Red Hall for a long time, mainly because he was an old friend in the past, and now he is serving as an elder in the Blood Red Hall.

It's just that the Blood Red Hall, as a killer organization, has always had a bad reputation, so he didn't dare to make this relationship clear.

"I heard that Lin Feng had a conflict with the Blood Red Hall earlier, you have to be good at taking advantage of this. The three disciples from the Blood Red Hall this time are all good. The Third Elder said.

"Thank you godfather for the point!" Liu Bo hurriedly gave up.

"I didn't mention anything about you." The Third Elder said.

(End of chapter)