Liu Feiyang was shocked, his strength to catch the wind and catch shadows had been used to the extreme, and he was still recognized by Zhao Lin.

How did this guy see it?

However, he didn't have time to think, because Zhao Lin's elbows gradually enlarged in his eyes.

Liu Feiyang dodged and retreated, and at the same time leaned his upper body backwards.

Zhao Lin kept up, his elbow flipped over, his forearm opened like a beast clip, and his fist slammed into his eyebrows.

Liu Feiyang shook his head violently, his fist brushed the tip of his nose, and before he could congratulate himself on escaping, Zhao Lin's four fingers opened and swept towards his cheek.

Elbow, fist, finger three-stage combo, one ring after another, the use of moves is ingenious, the timing is accurate, both the disciples and the elders are greatly moved.

Seeing that his fingers were about to sweep over, Liu Feiyang desperately raised his head, but he could dodge, only to feel that his face was swept by the energy.

Just when he was relieved, Zhao Lin grabbed his long hair and held it in his hand.

"Ah......h

Zhao Lin was also not polite, grabbed his hair and pulled it back.

Of course, Liu Feiyang may not have hair, even if he is willing, he can't stand the pain.

Zhao Lin took Liu Feiyang's long hair and pulled him to him, raised his knee and slammed into his handsome face.

"Zhao Lin, live ......"

Liu Shengnian saw that Zhao Lin was going to be ruthless, and immediately spoke out to stop it.

Zhao Lin didn't stop, but his knee was slightly retracted, hit Liu Feiyang's head, and then pushed him to the ground.

"Flower fist embroidered legs!"

Zhao Lin snorted, his tone full of disdain.

Liu Feiyang sat on the ground in embarrassment, ashamed and indignant, his face was bruised, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

wanted to get up and fight with Zhao Lin, but he couldn't muster up the courage.

Zhao Lin ignored him, raised his eyes to look at the stands, nodded slightly, and strode out of the venue.

The corners of Yang Lin's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart, would it be a bit too much to do this? Turned his head and glanced at Chu Hong.

Chu Hong gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "It's okay like this, it's better than dying in the ring of the Biwu Dynasty Meeting one day, I hope he can be ashamed and brave!" ”

In the middle of the Xingyun Sect's disciple seat, Yao Chong couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "One day, Senior Brother Zhao breaks through to the Blood Realm, and my senior brother's name is estimated to be unable to be saved." ”

Lu Zhenglong, Miao Tianfeng, and Xiao Jin didn't speak, and they all thought in their hearts: "Don't say it's you, I'm afraid we're the same." ”

Liu Shengnian sighed secretly, walked over to help Liu Feiyang, who had lost his soul, and sent him back to the disciple's seat.

After the turmoil has passed, Naypy will continue.

The disciples who appeared after that had their own wins and losses, and when it was close to noon, the competition was all over, and the overall record of Xingyun Sect was firmly in the first place.

Zhong Yuntian and Chu Hong did not delay, immediately got up to say goodbye, and took the disciples of the sect back home.

Several elders who came to watch the battle did not speak from beginning to end, and came over to congratulate Yang Lin at this time.

Such a good result proved that he taught well, and several elders were finally convinced.

This was the end of the Nabi meeting, and Yang Lin asked the disciples to stay in the inner courtyard for a day, analyzing their performance one by one, and providing advice on cultivation.

At the same time, he also asked the disciples in the top twelve to strengthen their strength cultivation.

The reason is simple, the martial arts will be grouped in order of strength.

The stronger the strength, the lower the probability of encountering a strong opponent in the group, and the greater the probability of breaking through to advance.

While strength isn't exactly the same as strength, this rule works most of the time.

Throughout the previous martial arts competitions, it has always been the one with the greatest strength.

For Zhao Lin, Yang Lin suggested that he go all out to break through the realm.

"Your actual combat ability and exercises are sufficient, but your cultivation is too low. If you can be promoted to the first level of the blood realm, maybe you don't have to wait a few years later, and this martial arts competition will be able to make a contribution! ”

Zhao Lin also thought so, and happily agreed.

Guyan Mountain.

The winter festival has arrived, the sky is slightly bright, and the goose-feathered snow flakes are falling from the sky.

This year's snow is extremely abundant, and it has snowed three times in a row since the beginning of winter, almost without stopping, and the whole Guyan Mountain is white.

Heavy snow covered the earth.

The medicine farmers no longer go up the mountain to collect medicine, and Zhao Lin is the only one on the entire mountain.

As soon as the sky was bright, Zhao Lin hiked to the top of the mountain to cultivate as usual.

The mountains and forests were silent, except for the occasional sound of snow crushing branches.

The snow on the ground was more than a foot thick, and when you stepped on it, there was a "creaking" sound under your feet.

It had been some time since the end of the Nabi Meeting, and Zhao Lin devoted himself to cultivating the Returning Sea Technique, impacting the Blood Realm.

However, the progress was not smooth, and the realm barrier showed no signs of loosening, which made him a little uncomfortable with his cultivation, which had been going smoothly.

"If you're not in a hurry, anyone will run into bottlenecks...... Hey? ”

Halfway through, Zhao Lin suddenly saw a wild pheasant on the ground, lying motionless on the ground.

stepped forward and kicked it, and found that the pheasant had frozen hard and died.

The pheasant was kicked over, revealing a bloody hole the size of an egg in its chest.

Zhao Lin curiously approached to watch, and found that the internal organs of the wild pheasant were taken away and eaten by some animal, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all gone, but the other parts were intact.

"Who did it?"

Zhao Lin raised his eyebrows, feeling a little strange, as far as he knew, there were indeed some beasts in the mountains and forests that liked to eat internal organs.

For example, leopards, wolves, and hyenas, but after these beasts have eaten their internal organs, they will also eat other parts, and only occasionally pick and choose when they can't finish their food.

But now it's winter, food is hard to find, how can it be so extravagant and wasteful?

Zhao Lin walked away for a while with doubts, and gradually realized that something was wrong.

Along the way, I saw the corpses of seven or eight wild pheasants, all in the same dead state.

"No, it certainly wasn't an ordinary beast!"

The pheasant, commonly known as pheasant, has colorful plumage and a slender tail.

As the saying goes, a pheasant flies with three wings, which means that its ability to fly is not good.

But in fact, wild pheasants are very capable of running, spread their wings, and can fly more than 100 feet, even leopards have to rely on sneak attacks to catch one.

Killing so many wild pheasants at once, what beast has such a great ability?

"These pheasants should have just died, if it was yesterday, they would have been found and eaten by other beasts before dawn."

The more Zhao Lin thought about it, the more strange he felt, picked up a wild pheasant, carefully observed the wound, and found that the wound was a piercing wound, which showed that the beast that hunted it had sharp claws.

"Strange, what about footprints?"

There was not a single footprint around the pheasant's corpse, as if it had fallen from the sky.

Zhao Lin's nose trembled slightly, looking for the smell of blood, and came to a big tree.

Looking up, I saw a few fresh claw marks on the trunk.

Zhao Lin was slightly surprised, and this scene appeared in his mind: a flying beast grabbed the pheasant, finished eating on the tree, dropped the corpse, and then flew away.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered the "strange bird" he had encountered in the woods when he came home at night a month ago.

(End of chapter)