"I repeat, self-proclaimed acupuncture, spare your life!"

Zhao Lin walked out of the white mist, looked at him and said slowly.

Although the battle just now was short, the process was thrilling.

The Blood Realm Triple Martial Artist was facing a desperate situation and burst out with amazing combat power, if Zhao Lin hadn't absorbed the spirit of the beaver and broke through to the Blood Realm Realm, this victory or defeat would not have been known.

Tuza barely supported his upper body, coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his tone was unusually firm: "Life is here, I ...... Come and pick it up! ”

Zhao Lin nodded slightly, said no more, jumped up on tiptoe, flew above Tuza's head, and punched out condescendingly......

Bang!

Northwest of Dayue, in the territory of Wuche, the top of the cliff of Leimu.

Basan's arm was swirled with lightning, and his fist rubbed against the air with a strong pop that pierced the chest of the Guardswu on the other side.

The Wetzwarrior glanced down, his eyes full of disbelief, and then spouted blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground limply.

"Vulnerable!"

Basang licked the blood from his mouth and withdrew his fist with a sneer.

At his feet, there were five corpses, which were none other than Enli and his party sent by Huo Shan to assassinate him.

……

"You mean, five Blood Realm martial artists assassinated you? Is it the Western Regions Martial Arts? ”

After Zhao Lin killed Tuza, he transported the five corpses back to his residence one by one, and then went straight to the Red Banyan Pavilion in the inner courtyard and informed Yang Lin, the head of the courtyard, of the matter.

Before Yang Lin could finish listening, his face was already flushed, and his eight-character hook kept shaking, obviously extremely angry.

"Flame Knife, Wood Burning Fist, are you sure it's these two exercises?"

"Yes, there is a shadow flame on the edge of the energy, exactly like what the elders and the sect said."

Zhao Lin recalled for a moment and said with certainty, "And the disciple also heard the conversation between them, one is called Dibu and the other is called Lasu, whose names are not similar to those of my Central Plains. ”

"Take me to see it!"

Yang Lin stood up, strode out of the pavilion, took a few steps, suddenly stopped, and said to the four teachers: "Did you all hear what Zhao Lin said just now?" ”

"I heard you!" Liu Shengnian and the others replied in unison.

"Shengnian, you immediately tell the head of the house."

"Zhou Qing, Wei Hong and Xuan Cheng, you go to the law enforcement elders, and send people to bring back all the disciples guarding the mountain, and no one is missing!"

Yang Lin said as he untied the jade plate on his waist and handed it to Zhou Qing: "The matter is urgent, you take this to the law enforcement elder, and he will help." ”

The four teachers responded in unison: "Yes." ”

Zhao Lin knew that Yang Lin was worried that the other disciples would suffer the same thing, so he waited patiently on the side.

"Let's go!"

After Yang Lin finished explaining, he beckoned Zhao Lin to hurry down the mountain.

The matter was urgent, Yang Lin borrowed two heterogeneous horses from the sect and rode to Guyan Mountain with Zhao Lin.

There are not only strange beasts in the Yanyun Mountain Range, but also mutated wild horses.

However, mutated wild horses are wild and difficult to tame, so the people of the Royal Beast Hall used high-quality horses to breed with mutated wild horses and gave birth to xenobred horses.

It was the first time for Zhao Lin to ride a heterobred horse, and he didn't feel it at first, but after a long time, he realized the difference.

Ordinary horses can only sprint dozens of miles at high speed, and no matter how far away they are, they are easy to get tired and injured, or even run to death.

Xenbred horses have no such problems, their stamina is amazing, they are walking on the same slopes and down the hills, and they do not show fatigue in the long distance in the mountains.

About an hour, the two came to Guyan Mountain.

Looking at the collapsed wall and the five corpses on the ground, Yang Lin's face changed slightly, and he stepped forward and stretched out his palm and pressed on the corpses one by one.

After the death of the martial artist, the qi and blood stopped running, but the traces of cultivation were still there, and the Yuan Realm martial artist had the ability to check his original cultivation.

Yang Lin found that among the five people, there were three blood realm double and two blood realm triple levels, all of them were around forty years old, their meridians were solid, and their viscera were strong, so he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Lin suspiciously.

This kind of prime-aged Blood Realm martial artist has extremely strong combat power.

It's like a young man in his twenties, his speed, flexibility, and reflexes are all at the peak, but he can't compare with a man in his thirties and forties in the prime of life.

The sun is strongest at noon, but it is the hottest time of the day in the afternoon.

If Zhao Lin escaped from under these five people, Yang Lin could barely understand it, but killing these five Blood Realm masters in one go would be too incredible!

"The hearts of these people are different from ordinary people, the color of the fists and palms is dark red, with plum blossom spots, and at first glance, they have cultivated the palm strength of the fire type."

"According to what you said before, it is certain that the Flame Palm and the Burning Wood Fist are both unique martial arts of the Weizi Flame Sect in the Western Regions."

Yang Lin temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and pointed to the corpse and said.

"Flame Sect ......"

Zhao Lin muttered softly, frowning puzzled.

Yang Lin saw what he was thinking, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and rubbed his hands clean, "You must be wondering, why would the number one sect in the Western Regions send people thousands of miles away to kill a young man you have never met, right?" ”

Zhao Lin hurriedly found a clean hand towel and presented it, "Are they worried that the disciples will compete for a good ranking in the martial arts competition?" ”

Yang Lin took the handkerchief and smiled, "You are very smart, you guessed right!" ”

"But the disciple is only ranked fifth in the inner courtyard......"

"Only fifth?"

Yang Lin shook his head and interrupted, "How old are you this year?" ”

"Nineteen."

"Yes, you are only nineteen years old, and you will just turn twenty when you compete in the martial arts court next year. Do you understand? ”

Yang Lin's eyes flashed, "Twenty-three, twenty-six, twenty-nine, which means that you can participate in the four full martial arts competitions!" ”

"It's not the present that they're worried about, it's the terrifying potential you've demonstrated!"

Zhao Lin was speechless.

Yang Lin stared at Zhao Lin and continued, "Guess how they know your strength?" ”

Zhao Lin immediately reacted, "Naibi will? ”

If this kind of thing happens, there must be a mole who reports it. The assassination happened less than a month after the end of the Naypy Society, indicating that the traitor was likely to be in the Liyang Sect or the Zhennan Sect.

If the traitor was in the inner courtyard of the Xingyun Sect, he wouldn't have to wait until now.

Yang Lin nodded, "The old man thinks so too." Although Naybi will be the winner of He Liancheng of the Liyang Sect, it is you who are the most outstanding. ”

"There is no other reason, it is the word age!"

Zhao Lin thought for a moment and asked, "Courtyard leader, who knows that I am cultivating in Guyan Mountain?" ”

Yang Lin looked approving, and said: "There are not many people who know on the surface, but it's not a secret, as long as you pay a little attention, even ordinary servants can inquire about it." ”

Saying that, he sighed, "It seems that my Xingyun Sect must also be cleaned up!" ”

Zhao Lin glanced at the corpse on the ground and asked, "Courtyard Master, since it has been clear that the Flame Sect did it, what measures will the Sect take?" ”

When Yang Lin heard this, his face became gloomy, "The martial arts competition will be held once every three years, and these people actually go off the rails and ponder the crooked ways, I'm afraid they really think that there is no one in the Central Plains." ”

"Don't worry, there will definitely be an explanation for this matter, whether it is Weizi or the Flame Sect, it must be bloodied!"

(End of chapter)