"What's the use of Xu Qingshan taking that refining corpse?"

"I don't have to inquire about the employer's secrets."

"It's the rules of the door."

"That's right."

In the process of whispering, the four of them quietly rolled over from the roof and started to act.

The Blood Sword Gate is one of the several major forces in Zhengyang Mansion, pursuing the principle of taking people's money and eliminating disasters with people, this time it was Xu Qingshan who spent three thousand taels of gold to invite the four innate masters of martial arts to come, in order to capture Lin Xing alive and take the refining corpse.

The four of them skillfully opened the door bolt from the outside, carefully pushed open the door of the house, and then quickly dispersed, sealing the retreat of the people in the house, and then used the fastest speed to pounce on the target of the operation, Lin Xing, who was shrinking in the corner of the wall......

Well?

The leader of the four, his eyes flashed with thought, he remembered that when he first saw this kid, he was sitting on the bed opposite the refining corpse.

Can ...... now

This kid is in the corner, where is the corpse?

"Be careful! There may be fraud! ”

He quickly stopped his figure and shouted in a low voice, and the other three also cautiously stopped rushing forward and confronted Lin Xing in the corner.

Lin Xing was a little dazed.

The idea of unexpectedly releasing a female corpse was so simply understood, and these four people were really extraordinary.

At this time, in Lin Xing's eyes, the blood on the bodies of these four people rose to the sky, and everyone was covered in a bright blood flame light cover, and even the few black spots on this blood flame light cover were so conspicuous.

The leader had the fewest dark spots on his blood flame light mask, and it seemed that his strength was the strongest.

Lin Xing was thoughtful.

The leader took in the situation around him, and his brow furrowed slightly.

There is no ambush!

There was no place in this room to hide people, or to hide the corpse, that is, the kid in front of him was just bluffing, and he narrowed his eyes.

"Boy, take people's money, eliminate disasters with others, if you want to blame it, blame your life, do it!"

As soon as the leader's voice fell, the remaining three people poured their true qi into their bodies, adhering to the idea of the lion fighting the rabbit and doing their best, and frantically attacked Lin Xing.

Lin Xing met the enemy with his back fist, and with one enemy and four, several people fought in a narrow space.

The more the four of them fought, the more frightened they became.

Didn't you say that this kid was an acquired two-three? I was able to add up with the four of them, and I fought back and forth! The leader gritted his teeth and attacked.

It's a pity that his attack was full of mistakes in Lin Xing's opinion, Lin Xing just pressed down, and the leader was led forward with his body, Lin Xing took the opportunity to punch him under the ribs, and the leader vomited green blood, and the blood flame light around him dimmed.

"Boss!"

The person from the Blood Sword Gate on the side exclaimed, and was hit directly by Lin Xing's backhand with a cannon hammer, and his eyes rolled over and he died very simply.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining two stopped fighting and retreated towards the outside of the house together.

Lin Xing did not stop it.

He had a strange feeling at this time, he gently stretched out a hand, and countless crystal light points in his body converged towards the meridians of his arm, he remembered the light blue wind blade thrown out that day, and he also learned to shake it that day, and the crystal light points scattered directly in his palm.

Rumble!

There was a tenth-level wind blowing in the room, and the leader who bore the brunt of it was still using his true qi to heal his injuries, but he hit a crystal handprint head-on.

He was directly knocked out, and his internal organs were mixed up in the air, and he was killed on the spot, and the two people from the Blood Sword Gate who retreated were also swept by the crystal handprints and pressed against the wall, and the head of one of them happened to hit a bulge.

Burst!

The brains burst and stuck to the snowflakes that blew in through the cracks in the door, and the man felt a chill in his head, and as soon as his eyes went dark, he followed in the footsteps of his boss.

The only remaining people from the Blood Sword Sect were also smashed and couldn't get up again.

The roofs were lifted up for a moment, but Lin Xing just stared at his hands, stunned.

"This exercise is so strong......

He only cultivated the first level of that exercise, and his gestures were so powerful.

didn't need the female corpse to make a move, he solved these guys Xu Qingshan found by himself.

After some experience, Lin Xing found that the crystal light spots in his body were missing by one-third.

While thinking about it, the house collapsed completely with a bang, and a beam fell straight on top of Lin Xing's head, and when he looked up, the beam was still a few inches away from Lin Xing, and he was easily held by his hand, and his hand was covered with a layer of five-colored halo.

"You...... You are a monk......

Among the four people from the Blood Sword Sect, the only one left looked up at Lin Xing, his face was already full of fear, and he was even a little aggrieved: "Why do you want to play with me like this?" ”

"Monk!"

Lin Xing turned his head to look at this person, walked over and pulled him up, patted the soil on this person's body, and asked solemnly, "I don't know what to call this brother?" ”

The man was flattered: "Villain Zuo Xiaojin, immortal...... The immortal master can call me Xiaojin, I will be offended by coming today, I hope you will let me live. ”

"Well said, well said."

Lin Xing nodded: "Brother Xiaojin, how do you know that I am a monk?" ”

Zuo Xiaojin is a young man in his twenties, very handsome, tall and tall, with healthy bronzed skin.

"Immortal Master ......"

He opened his mouth respectfully and told Lin Xing all the news he knew from the ancient records of the Blood Sword Gate, and the more Lin Xing listened, the brighter his eyes became.

Half an hour later, Lin Xing sent Zuo Xiaojin away cordially, and he shot unexpectedly, confident that he didn't make Zuo Xiaojin feel any pain.

Sitting on the ruins, the winter night, the flying snow, could not make him feel cold at all.

Under the operation of the spiritual power in his body, Lin Xing was like a spring breeze all the time.

Yes, he understood that in this world, there is an energy called Reiki, and the spiritual power that the monk has comes from breathing in Reiki.

As for the division of the monk's realm, Zuo Xiaojin didn't know, but he finally let Lin Xing know that he had become a cultivator, and with this alone, he let Zuo Xiaojin go a little happier.

He never thought about letting Zuo Xiaojin go, let alone promised anything.

After a moment's thought, he looked up into the distance.

Hongling and Sun Huai crawled away from here in the night, and through the fine snowflakes, they couldn't see it very clearly, Lin Xing sighed.

The heart changes with the circumstances.

Whether it was Xu Qingshan, Hongling, or Sun Huai, Lin Xing didn't have a particularly strong killing intent towards them.

He just wanted to take a shower now.

As the snow melted on him, the stench of black and red blood scabs intensified.

Lin Xing came to the side and picked up the silver half-section mask, and then picked up the 'inheritance' of Steward Zhao, which was almost finished by himself, and the big red bow, and followed Hongling and Sun Huai all the way out of the small courtyard, and his figure was hidden in the wind and snow.

After only a moment, Lin Xing's brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced behind him.

In the wind and snow of the winter night, there was only a white expanse, and the snowflakes were torn apart by the north wind and turned into snow particles, crackling on the cheeks, slightly cool.

"Hoo ......"

Lin Xing exhaled hot air, and there was a strange feeling in his heart that could not be dissipated for a long time, this feeling was like something was chasing him.

Hongling and Sun Huai were smashing the gate of the town guard mansion not far away.

But almost no sound came.

The pouring wind and snow covered up all the sounds, Lin Xing wiped the snow on his face, and thought of the displaced people outside the city for no reason, and his expression became solemn.

In order to live, people can do anything.