Lin Zihai sneered: "Solve it yourself? Is there anyone else in the Kongyang Sect who can resist things? ”

After speaking, he slashed Lin Feng back and forth with cold eyes.

Si Zhiyuan shouted: "How do you know that no one is carrying the trouble, Lin Feng's shoulders are hard enough, and he is tall enough." ”

"Lin Feng~hehe." Lin Zihai shrugged, "The shoulders are hard enough, tall enough?" Hehe~"

He held a long sword in his hand and stepped forward, with an unruly face, and the blooming aura interpreted what the Tianzhou Lin family was.

Si Zhiyuan and Lin Feng reunited after a long absence, and he admired Lin Feng very much, how could he allow others to insult his friends like this?

He exhaled and rushed to Lin Feng, and a four-winged flying phantom appeared on the back of his head.

"Haha, Brother Si, you have enough money for this junior, and you actually let him awaken the four-winged flying elephant to be a martial spirit! There's a good show to watch today. When the Panlong God of War saw it, he couldn't help but laugh.

Si Yunhe brushed his long flowing beard, but smiled silently. But that look in his eyes was clearly expectant and a little proud.

Zang Keli frowned slightly, and couldn't help but weigh the weight of Zang Shuyun and Si Zhiyuan. However, he cared more about Lin Feng.

The speed of growth and transformation of this teenager is too shocking. The Tianzhou Lin family is certainly powerful, but today this Lin Zihai dares to speak wildly, I am afraid that he will suffer a big loss.

As soon as the four-winged flying elephant phantom came out, Si Zhiyuan's whole momentum changed. With a twist, the outline of his body rose out three phantoms in a row, each of which was filled with a thick aura, and after it swelled, it spilled into his body.

Three times later, he stomped his feet and roared, and the ground raised several zhang of yellow dust, and within a hundred zhang, there was a great earthquake.

"Roar!"

The four-winged flying elephant raised its head and roared, and Si Zhiyuan said to Lin Zihai: "Who dares to be disrespectful to my friend today, don't blame me Si Zhiyuan for being polite!" ”

Lin Zihai smiled contemptuously: "Si Zhiyuan, if you do this, you don't even ask the people around you if they agree?" ”

After speaking, he looked at Si Yunhe, and the latter actually closed his eyes and pondered, with a calm face and a clear attitude.

He looked back at the white-haired old man, who nodded slightly. Lin Zihai then grabbed the sword fiercely, the sword qi was everywhere, the wind was howling, and there were small sword shadows around him.

The sword light flashed, sharp and pressing, and the sun shone on it, making people dare not look directly at it.

It was the Panlong God of War, and when he saw his sword, he couldn't help but secretly praise: "Good sword!" When I was in this realm, I lacked such a weapon. Otherwise, how can it be just this pitiful strength today? ”

Countless sword shadows turned into a rain of swords, roaring, and rushing towards Lin Feng.

Si Zhiyuan was mad, he had just released his words, but Lin Zihai blatantly attacked Lin Feng, didn't he look down on him?

He was about to make a move, but Lin Feng patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Brother Xie Si, the so-called slaughtering knife is used to kill chickens, let me do this today." ”

Si Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and the sword rain over there was already overwhelming, and he roared angrily.

He was about to shout Lin Feng to be careful, but he saw a phantom flashing around him, and Lin Feng disappeared. It was so fast that he didn't even have time to be surprised, and he felt the sand and dust rise in front of him, and the dust was all over the place, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The two violent spiritual pressures collided in all directions, and it was impossible to see who was who. But when he heard a bang, there was another flash of black shadow, and Lin Feng had returned to his original position. And Lin Zihai, who was still amazing and arrogant just now, was like a turtle shell that had been turned over, lying on the ground with four paws facing the sky.

His expression was sad and his eyes were full of fear. That sword, is he two? The legs shook between them and stuck on the ground.

Lin Zihai was frightened, he could hardly remember what had just happened. It was as if he was pinching the trick, and that was already his fastest speed. The Yuetian Sword Spectrum, it is by relying on this martial art that he can win today's position among the children of the Lin family.

His sword, among a group of peers, is famous for being fast, and even Lin Ziye and other ** sharp disciples dare not challenge it easily.

But this Lin Feng was able to overturn him unconsciously. And it seems that if people are willing, it will not be difficult to dismantle him.

Except for a few old-timers, no one else knew what was going on. Even the children of the Lin family standing in the back row were still waiting for the battle to start, waiting for Lin Zihai to beat Lin Feng to the ground, so that this kid could know how powerful the Lin family was.

When they finally figured out what was going on, they all fell silent.

The white-haired old man frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Not bad! ”

Lin Feng nodded slightly: "You're welcome." ”

"You said that the monsters on this mountain have all been purified?" Although the old man's voice was hoarse and his appearance was not amazing, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was impossible to ignore.

Lin Feng shook his head: "It's not that it's purified, and there are no monsters on the mountain." He couldn't help but look back at Kongyang Mountain, "The mountain is full of my brothers, they have been cured." ”

Monsters are no longer regarded as human beings. And Lin Feng didn't allow anyone to desecrate his former senior brother like this.

The old man raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What a big breath, I think even if the people of the three major spirit sects come, they won't dare to speak wildly." You are a mere teenager, how dare you be so big? Even if there is a noble alchemy master here at this time, I'm afraid I don't dare to say that, right? ”

Even Si Yunhe and the other three agreed with his statement. They thought that Lin Feng's kid was really a bit too strong, which would give the Lin family an excuse to sweep Kongyang Mountain.

If Lin Feng came truthfully, they could still help him in the name of the same region. You must know that what the Lin family wants to get, they have never missed.

Lin Zihai is an elite child, this white-haired old man is strong, but they are just the vanguard.

The demons are controlled, and it is almost impossible to recover. Because they are corrupted, not only in the body, but also in the soul.

"Empty words, meaningless." Lin Feng looked at the mountain and said loudly, "You all come down, the guests are coming, and they are still closed, it's too rude." ”

Rustling, dense footsteps came.

Si Zhiyuan was a little nervous, looking at the others who were waiting for him, he couldn't help but come to Lin Feng and asked in a low voice, "Brother Lin, you're not bragging, are you?" Otherwise, things are very much in order. ”

Lin Feng smiled: "Don't worry." ”

The first figure flashed out of the mist, followed by the second and third, all moving slowly, but not stiff or the rancid smell characteristic of demonized demons.

Everyone's eyes are full of life, but their faces seem to be engraved with tiredness in capital letters.

The Panlong God of War, Zang Keli, Si Yunhe, and the white-haired old man were all dumbfounded. Others were surprised, but they didn't realize what it meant.

Someone actually healed these demonizers!

"W-This is incredible!" The white-haired old man was so agitated that he almost stood up from his horse, a few drops of snot sticking to his beard, and his eyes were round.

(End of chapter)