All this fell in Lin Weizhi's eyes, which made him sad for a while.

Lin Changfeng seemed to be fighting for him, but he didn't seem to be fighting for him, and he didn't know what was going on with this tangled element in his heart.

Seeing the murderous surge between the two, Lin Weizhi moved his steps slightly, but found that Lin Changfeng and Tao Mingxuan both fell on him in an instant.

didn't care about the two, he walked up to Wang Wenhao's side and asked, "What is he thinking?" Why do you want to do it with each other? ”

Wang Wenhao shook his head at a loss, nodded again, and thought, "Uncle Shi should want me to hone my sword intent." ”

Ignoring Wang Wenhao, Lin Weizhi looked at Liu Yu and Zhao Yuexing on the other side, and thought, "Otherwise, I will find something to do." ”

He didn't think that Lin Changfeng would betray himself like this, he definitely wanted to get the position of the Heavenly Demon Gate from these three people.

At least he thinks so.

"Don't do it."

Lin Weizhi had just made some small movements, and the voice of the sword spirit suddenly appeared in his mind.

Looking sideways at the long sword in Lin Changfeng's hand, it was indeed the voice of the sword spirit just now, but why didn't he let him do it?

Shouldn't you help Lin Changfeng share the pressure?

"This kid has his own ideas, your exercises seem to require the integration of immortals and demons, what you have cultivated now is an immortal path, and you must go to the Tiansha Gate to refine the demon path."

Hearing Sword Spirit's explanation, Lin Weizhi was silent, he didn't expect Lin Changfeng to actually think of this, which made him feel extremely stunned.

"So ......"

"Boy, after entering the Tiansha Gate, you can cultivate with peace of mind, and after he has achieved success, you still need to destroy the Tiansha Gate."

Hearing this, Lin Weizhi suddenly didn't understand.

"The Heavenly Evil Gate needs me to do it?" Lin Weizhi's face was a little strange, he didn't understand.

After being silent for a moment, the sword spirit nodded and said, "This kid is going to go to the Yin Yue Dynasty, so the Tiansha Gate can only be handed over to you." ”

"I see."

At this moment, Lin Weizhi understood that Lin Changfeng's layout was rough, and his city guards were just to help take care of Wang Wenhao, and it was impossible for him to stay in this so-called sect, and he needed to go to Tianshamen.

Lin Changfeng was preparing to go to the Yin Yue Dynasty, and after this step by step unfolded, Lin Weizhi nodded silently.

After the conversation ended, Lin Changfeng was no longer verbose, the long sword in his hand trembled, the cold sword light flickered, and the sword marks were carved on the surrounding grass.

Seeing this scene, Tao Mingxuan was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that Lin Changfeng would comprehend the sword intent in the middle of the foundation building, and now he finally raised a trace of interest.

"Since it's a collision between sword intents, let's come!"

If it was a collision in cultivation, he might have some concerns, but the collision between the sword intents, he felt that it didn't matter.

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the cold air hit the ground under his feet, and the cold around him was wrapped, and in the autumn season, the range of tens of meters around him was wrapped in frost.

Wang Wenhao stood in place, feeling the breath on the two of them.

The sword intent on Lin Changfeng's body is like a king despising the world, without a trace of emotion, and Tao Mingxuan's body is full of coldness, like the frost of the cold winter wax moon.

Scenes appeared in his state of mind, and then a touch of white frost gradually appeared in his heart, the range was only a few centimeters, but it could be regarded as a touch of color in his state of mind.

The collision between the sword intent did not have much of a dangerous component, it just depended on the individual's comprehension ability, but when the two forces collided together, Tao Mingxuan was shocked in his heart.

Lin Changfeng's sword intent was terrifying, swinging his sword to force the beheading, without the slightest restraint, even he was a little overwhelmed.

Gradually, he felt that something was wrong, his eyes fell on Wang Wenhao's body, and he found that his sword intent was comprehended by this young man.

"Sure enough, he is borrowing my hand to help the young man understand."

He cherishes his talents, but he doesn't like to be plagiarized, Wang Wenhao's comprehension also made him feel angry, and a touch of displeasure appeared on his cold and arrogant face.

"If it's a competition, why let others understand?"

The qi in his body was bulging, directly shaking Lin Changfeng, and his eyes were full of scrutiny.

Lin Changfeng didn't care, as if he hadn't heard this, "It's not that you comprehend your sword intent, you're not worthy." ”

He really didn't need Wang Wenhao to comprehend, he just wanted to leave a seed of sword intent in the other party's state of mind.

What Wang Wenhao needs to understand is the four seasons, not just frost.

Retracting the Wuxiang Sword, Lin Changfeng glanced back at Lin Weizhi and said indifferently: "You can do the rest by yourself." ”

After speaking, he beckoned to Wang Wenhao and walked towards Xiaoqiu City.

"Uncle Shi, do I need to comprehend his sword intent?"

After passing through a few people, Wang Wenhao turned his head to look at Lin Changfeng beside him, and this sentence seemed to be said to Tao Mingxuan.

"It doesn't need to be understood, it's just telling you what to do." Lin Changfeng's tone softened, and after explaining, he stopped talking.

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, Lin Weizhi stood in place and said with a stiff face: "I really took it, I didn't expect to be put on by him now." ”

His current cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building, and he was said to have a fight with Tao Mingxuan, so Liu Yu and Zhao Yuexing next to him joined forces, and he was enough to choke.

While he was thinking about how to deal with it, Tao Mingxuan suddenly bowed down and said, "Your Excellency, please come with us." ”

Hearing this sentence, Lin Weizhi was confused for a while, and even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

Some time ago, the battle between the two was a battle of life and death, and now the other party has suddenly become polite?

"I want to know what the hell you're going to do." He wasn't ready to resist, at least not for now, but even if he resisted...... He didn't seem to be able to do anything about it.

can only keep complaining in his heart that Lin Changfeng is not a good person, first let him abolish his cultivation, and then sell him backhanded.

After asking this sentence, he obviously saw that Tao Mingxuan's gaze was a little tangled.

"Our Tianshamen is an alien force, and there are twelve demon caves above us, and we have received an order from the twelve demon caves to take you back to the atrium."

Tao Mingxuan didn't think that Lin Weizhi would escape, the other party's cultivation has dropped a lot, and he has fallen from the late stage of foundation building to the early stage of foundation building, in his opinion, this should be the sequelae after using the blood shield.

"The Twelve Demon Caves......

Lin Weizhi muttered softly, as if he had heard this name somewhere, and after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly reacted that there had always been a blood demon's will in his body.

It was also since he entered Yingzhou that his temperament changed dramatically.

"Uncle Shi! Do you mean to let me challenge the swordsmen of the world? What do I need to comprehend is the meaning of all things in the world? ”

Explaining along the way, Wang Wenhao finally understood Lin Changfeng's intentions, no wonder Lin Changfeng asked him to watch the collision between the sword intent of the two this time.

"What kind of sword intent did Uncle Shi comprehend? Why can't I see through it at all? ”

Lin Changfeng didn't answer his question, but looked at the teahouse, where on the second floor, by the window, sat a middle-aged man in brocade clothes.

He exudes supreme majesty all the time.