Lin Jingyu's words instantly suppressed the momentum of the young man in Tsing Yi, who saw him pause, stopped attacking, and stood on a high place looking down at Lin Jingyu, just like a flying eagle gliding in the air, looking down on a panicked hare.

It's a pity that what he saw in front of him was not a hare, but a young leopard that could also tear apart the goshawk, because in this boy who was less than ten years old, he smelled a trace of dangerous qi, which he had never felt in Fuyu Pavilion for so many years.

The young man in Tsing Yi moved his gaze and looked at Lin Jingyu's eyes, and at this time, Lin Jingyu also raised his head slightly, his eyes met, no one had stage fright, and they competed against each other.

The young man in Tsing Yi looked like an eagle, dangerous and spirited, and a sharp momentum rushed straight in, while Lin Jingyu's eyes were like torches, his expression was abnormal, and his eyes were like quiet autumn water, clear and without a ripple.

The two looked at each other for a long time, no one blinked, the surroundings were very quiet, the sound of pine needles falling to the ground was clearly audible, the pervasive murderous aura was steaming, suppressing, once the tranquility was broken, the next thing was a dragon and tiger fight, although it was an unequal duel, but there were no examples of hungry wolves eating tigers.

"It's a bit of guts, I'm curious, which division commander of Tianling Peak are you, at such an age, with such courage, it can't be an unknown person, why haven't I heard of it before", the young man in Tsing Yi broke the silence first.

"I'm just cultivating in Tianling Peak, not under any master", Lin Jingyu responded indifferently, because he had spent more time with Lin Dutian and Lin Yifan, he naturally had an aura very similar to them, ethereal, unpredictable, but he had a master's attitude.

"Is it just cultivating in Tianling Peak? and not worshipping under the master?", the young man in Tsing Yi guessed in his heart, "Could it be a disciple of the outer sect?" But as far as I know, someone from the outer gate once picked up a genius disciple named Mu Yunzheng, I heard that the cultivation has only been a few years, and now it is also the early stage of the world, but it should be three or four years older than the person in front of him, it is obvious that this is not the same person."

Thinking about all the people who can sit in the right seat, there is no trace of the little boy in front of him in his memory, "Is it a new outer disciple? It must be, there was a Xiao Huangge ancestor in the outer gate more than 20,000 years ago, and now there should be one or two disciples with good talents, otherwise there is no meaning of existence", the young man in Tsing Yi is sure that for an outer disciple, there is no power and support, even if he is seriously injured, at most it will only be a punishment.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi were full of fierce light again, and he looked at Lin Jingyu fiercely, urging his spiritual power to completely disperse the aura of the Extraordinary Realm, forming a coercion and leaning towards Lin Jingyu.

Suddenly, the air waves poured like a torrent, pressing down on the grass and trees, a wave of green waves, undulating and drumming, blowing Lin Jingyu's clothes and hunting, a black hair rose back with the wind, and the dried blood stains on the back of his neck were extremely shocking at this moment.

"This senior brother, you must snatch the fairy grass fruit in my hand?"

Lin Jingyu was not moved by the momentum outside his body, he had just passed through the cliff iron chains, the line between life and death, his state of mind was already firm, he was not afraid of death, how could he be succumbed by the momentum of the world.

"Hmph, of course I will", the young man in Tsing Yi confirmed again, "You ask you the last sentence, do you give it or not", he gave an ultimatum, "As far as your strength is concerned, it is not worth looking at in my eyes, I advise you to think clearly and give an answer, otherwise, I am very interested in trying to see how hard your bones are!"

This should be the last reminder and threat.

Lin Jingyu, who had a delicate face, smiled faintly, and said in an affirmative tone, "I'm sorry, Xianmaoguo, I want to keep it for myself", after speaking, he stared at the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him, and there was a heavy fear in the depths of his eyes.

"Hmph, it's not a small guts, then I'll teach you what it means to be a person who knows the times as a handsome", as soon as the words fell, the young man in Tsing Yi leaned forward and shot out suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Lin Jingyu, straightened his right leg, stretched out his foot, and stepped on the opponent's chest, a series of actions, in one go, far from being comparable to Pei Yu and others.

Lin Jingyu frowned, where is this the same door, it is completely the enemy's way of fighting, his hands accumulate strength, protect his chest, and block the feet that come quickly.

"Bang!"

A pair of arms collided with his feet, Lin Jingyu flew out violently, breaking a few arm-thick branches before stopping, his arm was numb, almost unconscious, Lin Jingyu used his spiritual power to drive away the discomfort, the power of that kick was too huge, and when the arm was connected with it, a dark energy came, instantly disintegrating the condensed power in the arm, and it was Lin Jingyu who was kicked out without any resistance.

The young man in Tsing Yi shrank his legs and stood where Lin Jingyu was standing just now, with a relaxed expression.

The confrontation between the two bodies, in terms of the strength of the body, Lin Jingyu was completely exploded without suspense, after all, his cultivation is only the peak of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and the strength of the body depends on the condensation of spiritual power, only the condensed spiritual power can stimulate the physical body and stimulate the infinite potential of the physical body.

"You'd better hand over the fairy grass fruit obediently, so that you can avoid the pain of skin and flesh", the young man in Tsing Yi looked at Lin Jingyu with a playful expression.

"Master, today's disciple has no intention of fighting with others, and he is forced to make a move, you won't blame me, right", staring ahead, Lin Jingyu straightened up, straight as a gun, showing a sharp aura.

The young man in Tsing Yi was stunned, but he didn't expect that in an instant, Lin Jingyu's temperament changed dramatically, and the breath of tranquility and unwillingness to fight disappeared, replaced by a very strong killing aura, and the whole person instantly burst out with a terrifying aura that made people feel desperate and like an abyss.

"Damn! I was almost robbed of my mind by one of your outer disciples", the young man in Tsing Yi straightened his feet and gently crushed on the ground, the hard rock was trampled out of a deep footprint, and the depths of his eyes also revealed a chill, deep and dangerous eyes, staring straight at the prey in front of him.

This time, Lin Jingyu attacked first, his slender fingers stretched out, purple spiritual power surged, and in an instant, the entire palm of his hand became like a purple jade carving, his toes were a little, and his thin figure was like a cheetah, and he rushed straight up, picked up his arms, and slapped his palms towards the young man in Tsing Yi.

"Hmph, I don't know what to do", the young man in Tsing Yi flashed with anger in his eyes, urged his spiritual power, clenched his fists, and a pair of fists turned red into blood, which made people tongue at a glance, and the next moment, one step out, the whole mountain trembled.

Bang!

The blood-colored fist collided with the purple light palm volley, and a wave of air swept out, shattering the trees within a radius of five meters, freeing up a clearing, and the two people who were in contact in the air did not separate by touch, but the young man in Tsing Yi rushed forward against Lin Jingchen, until he hit a tree, and then stopped.

The young man in Tsing Yi, the corners of his mouth cracked, revealing a cruel smile, withdrew his fist, stepped on Lin Jingyu's chest, and the trunk behind him broke off in response, flying Lin Jingyu upside down, and after landing, a mouthful of blood spit out.

"Guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, this is the gap in strength", the young man in Tsing Yi said disdainfully.

Just when he was proud of himself, Lin Jingyu flew forward, turned his palm into a split, and gathered purple spiritual power at the end of his palm to form a light blade, and his entire arm was like a big knife, mercilessly slashing at the young man in Tsing Yi.

The young man in Tsing Yi frowned, his five fingers were flexed and stretched, and the blood-colored spiritual power wrapped his palm, and he raised his arm slightly, directly facing the blade.

There was no sound, the blade cut in, as if cutting on a ball of cotton, and was suddenly clamped by the young man in Tsing Yi, Lin Jingyu was shocked, it was really not trivial to get out of the world, and he hit it with all his strength, and he was so lightly dissolved, and even he was countered.

The consciousness was wrong, he changed his move and bent his left leg, and his spiritual power wrapped around his knee to take the opponent's chest, and the young man in Tsing Yi was not surprised to see this, and he also bent his leg and struck upward, and collided with Lin Jingyu's heavy bump.

A deep voice came from the knees of the two, the young man in Tsing Yi took a step back, and Lin Jingyu flew more than ten meters upside down, standing on the ground, his left leg trembled a little, and his knee seemed to be broken.

"It's not bad, you can still stand firm with a hard blow to me", the young man in Tsing Yi sneered, "No wonder, you can easily defeat Pei Yu, your spiritual power is much stronger than me in the same realm."

"By the way, don't you have the magic trick of the Thousand Spirits Sword Rain in your outer gate, it is said that it was created by the most talented Xiao Huangge Patriarch in the history of my Fuyu Pavilion, why don't you use it", the young man in Tsing Yi was extremely mocking.

The Thousand Spirits Sword Rain Recipe is unique to the outer gate, extremely low-end, and only has a peerless killing move when it is practiced to the peak, but for so many years, except for the ancestor Xiao Huangge who created it, I have not heard of anyone who has practiced it, and the young man in Tsing Yi said this, which is naturally an extreme humiliation to the outer door.

"Sword Technique?" Lin Jingyu was stunned, "I'm really dizzy, I practice the Fuyu Sword Technique, why use my own shortcomings to fight with other people's strengths", stretched out his hand, and a branch the thickness of a baby's arm flew into his hand.

"I don't know whether to live or die", the young man in Tsing Yi sneered, and once again improved his spiritual power, this time his whole body turned bloody, and he was very frightened, compared with before, it was obviously a notch higher.

The figure swept out, turned into an afterimage, and attacked Lin Jingyu, wanting to rely on this extreme speed and quickly solve the battle, the immortal grass fruit is very important, and it may produce unexpected changes if it drags on for a long time.

The blood-colored figure flashed, so fast that it was extremely fast, and even a little blurry, Lin Jingyu simply stopped looking, but slowly closed his eyes, and used his heart to perceive the weak fluctuations around him, and the branch in his hand was tightly grasped.

The desire of the heart, that is, the head, the pen in the hand, the sword in the heart, at this moment, Lin Jingyu seems to be facing not an opponent who is out of the ordinary, but a piece of paper full of wrinkles, how to put the pen, where to put the pen, in order to write the most vigorous words, how to make the sword, which direction to make the sword, in order to defeat the enemy with one move, the two are combined into one, Lin Jingyu is dormant and waiting.