Wan Fengnian rubbed his chest, a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out, and his resentful eyes looked at Lin Jiu who was slowly rising, and said angrily: "Branch chief, I really underestimate you." ”

The corners of Lin Jiu's mouth raised a smile, his right hand arched his muscles, and his left hand touched it: "My biceps are not covered, and my name is Lin Jiu, remember, because this name will be the last name you heard before you die." ”

At the same time, a group of people from the Chu family had already come to the door, quietly watching the battle between the martial artist and the spirit master.

It was also the first time for Chu Xiangyun to see the martial artists fighting with each other, it was so fierce, and the moves were so well connected, he couldn't help but watch this fierce battle silently in his heart, and also took the opportunity to understand something from their battle.

Chu Potian also watched quietly, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Chu Xiangnan is also here, watching this battle, and hoping to understand something from it, and then break through, but among them, only Chu Yang's father and son are missing, and they don't know what they did.

On the other side, fierce battles continued.

Wan Fengnian shouted, raised his index finger in his right hand, and wrote out of thin air, Lin Jiu saw this scene, and suddenly let out a popping sound behind him, and swept towards him like lightning.

Seeing Lin Jiu attacking, Wan Fengnian hurriedly drove the aura and made his body retreat, but the speed of the two could be said to be very different.

Almost instantly, Lin Jiu had already come to Wan Fengnian, and when he raised his hand, he hit his right hand with a straight fist, trying to disrupt the writing process.

Wan Fengnian is a spirit master, and spiritual skills are his greatest reliance, since he dares to use spiritual skills rashly without anyone holding Lin Jiu back, then, he will definitely not let Lin Jiu destroy the writing process so easily.

Almost instantly, Wan Fengnian's left index finger suddenly moved, and a wall of one meter thick was across in front of the two of them, and Lin Jiu's hand was stuck in it.

Lin Jiu smiled contemptuously, and suddenly, his right hand shook violently, and the one-meter-thick earthen wall collapsed instantly, and after the collapse, it did not immediately fall to the ground, but dissipated out of thin air.

The earthen wall collapsed, and Lin Jiu raised it and kicked it forward, but the next moment, he realized that it was not good.

Because, except for a touch of air in front of him, there was no one at all, Lin Jiu hurriedly looked around, wanting to find the trace of Wan Fengnian.

However, at this moment, Lin Jiu suddenly felt a trace of coolness under his feet, and with years of experience in the rivers and lakes, he immediately realized the danger.

Hurriedly flashed, a thorn of dirt cut his cheek and brushed it over.

Lin Jiu hurriedly lowered his head, looking at Wan Fengnian on the ground, there were already many earth thorns condensed behind him, but he roughly estimated that there were about a hundred, all aimed at him, seeing this, his heart sank suddenly.

The martial qi hurriedly burst out, and the golden light on his body was great, even if there were hundreds of earth thorns aimed at him, he still had to rush forward, because, he saw that Wan Fengnian's writing process was almost finished, if he was allowed to finish writing the spiritual technique formula, then the trouble caused would not be a little bit or two.

"Ahh Lin Jiu burst out and swept towards Wan Fengnian.

Wan Fengnian seemed to have expected Lin Jiu to rush over, so he raised his left hand and waved it forward, and hundreds of earthy spikes flew out, after doing these things, he was still concentrating on writing spiritual skills.

After hearing Lin Jiu's words, Wan Fengnian didn't dare to reply, and he didn't dare to think much in his heart, even his eyes didn't stay on Lin Jiu, at this moment, his eyes only stayed on the writing of spiritual skills.

You must know that when writing spiritual skills, the mouth is not only the end of writing formulas, but more importantly, the person who writes must concentrate on writing without distractions, otherwise, the spiritual skills will be automatically broken, and that will only waste a spiritual power in vain.

It was Wan Fengnian, who knew this, that would instantly condense into a hundred earth thorns when he landed, to block Lin Jiu's advance, so as to gain more time to write spiritual skills.

Hundreds of earth thorns attacked at the same time, and Lin Jiu knew that he couldn't dodge, but he could only minimize the damage.

With both hands raised, a large golden cyclone appeared in front of Lin Jiu.

Chu Xiangnan on the side was taken aback: "It's a cyclone! The sign of a martial artist! It seems that the victory or defeat of both sides in this battle is unpredictable." ”

Chu Xiangyun, who was quietly clubbing on the side, was fascinated, and he didn't hear Chu Xiangnan speaking at all, and all he could hear in his ears was the sound of the two fighting.

The sound of piercing the air continued to sound in my ears.

Most of the hundred earth thorns were sucked into the cyclone on Lin Jiu's chest, and then disappeared in front of him.

But there were other small parts of the thorns that hurt him.

"It's the next time!"

Lin Jiu's arm would be cut, and a small wound would instantly turn red, and then flow out at one end.

"It's the next time!"

His pants were torn by earth thorns, and a long crack spilled with a trace of blood.

Lin Jiu was shocked, this earth thorn was able to break through the protection of martial energy.

At the same time as Lin Jiu was surprised, two earth thorns flew towards his head, Lin Jiu's back was cold, and he suddenly burst out: "Ah!!!!!hhhh

The sound in the throat was so strong that for a moment, the ground shook, and the rest of the people couldn't help the piercing roar, and covered their ears.

In the inner courtyard of the Chu family, in Chu Yang's study, there were two people, Chu Yang and Chu Yun, the two fathers and sons were discussing something, when they suddenly heard an earth-shattering roar, covered their ears in pain, and then felt that the ground was shaking, and they were shocked.

In the secret room of the Chu family, the aura in the Yuan Stone that Chu Feiyun was absorbing suddenly heard a voice like a devil trembling from outside the secret room, his brows suddenly furrowed, and then his face turned blue, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.

He gasped for breath twice before he said, "This roar...... When will Night Phoenix City come to the martial arts, no, you have to step up to break through the martial arts. ”

After finishing speaking, he continued to devote himself to cultivation.

At this time, on the top of Qingluan Peak, Chu Jinchao suddenly sat up, waved his right hand, and the remnant candle immediately lit, and said to himself: "This roar is so strong, big brother ......"

"What's the noise, I don't know I'm sleeping. The voice of the sword spirit's dissatisfaction sounded next to his ears.

"Don't sleep yet, what kind of cultivation is the owner of this roar?"

"Martial Master, also, one last word of warning to you, don't disturb me while I'm sleeping, otherwise, I'll bear the consequences!" After finishing speaking, Chu Jinchao guessed that the sword spirit must have gone to sleep again.

Then he groaned: "The direction of this roar should be the Chu family, there is no doubt that Wan Fengnian really did it, no, now you have to go down the mountain." ”

"Steal ten thousand!" Chu Jinchao shouted out of thin air.

With a snap, the door was kicked open, and a middle-aged man with a long beard came in, Chu Jinchao hurriedly picked up the sword box and said: "Steal ten thousand, the Chu family is in trouble, go down the mountain quickly!"