Chapter Twenty-Nine: Who Else Is I?

On the martial arts platform, the last time Ye Lin stood here was to teach a junior Li Qi.

Who would have expected that Ye Lin, who had just entered the sect, would put a "three-legged" bag on Li Qi's head? A few days later, Senior Brother Tang Zhen was hung on the Wild Goose Pagoda, which was a shock at that time.

Now Ye Lin is standing on the martial arts platform again, and his opponent is a disciple of the Ancient Sect, Zhang Wenjun!

Ye Lin, who was holding a golden gun, had no waves on his face. Zhang Wenjun thought that he took out some kind of treasure, stared at it carefully, it turned out to be a mortal soldier without spirituality, the disdain in his eyes was even stronger, and he sneered: "I advise you to obediently admit your mistake to Senior Brother Xu Mu and cut off one of your arms, I am going to ask Senior Brother Xu for mercy, and this matter can be stopped." ”

"Why bother to break your arms and legs and ruin your life from now on?" Zhang Wenjun shook the halberd in his hand and snorted coldly.

"You're talking too much nonsense, hurry up and do it. Ye Lin's face returned to a calm state at this time, and his words replied flatly, in his eyes, Zhang Wenjun, who was shouting at this time, was undoubtedly a wild dog that was about to survive.

If a dog bites himself, does he want to bite back with his mouth to retaliate?

Ye Lin naturally won't, he will beat the wild dog to death with a stick.

Zhang Wenjun's contempt was undisguised, the halberd stood in front of him, but he didn't want to touch him, and a wisp of flame came out from the tips of his left and right fingers. In the blink of an eye, this scorching flame turned into two one-zhang fiery snakes.

The fiery snake spewed out the snake core, and only a fire shadow swept past and appeared in front of Ye Lin.

For the attacking fire snake, Ye Lin swept the spear, and suddenly scattered it, and in an instant he was as fierce as a tiger, as fast as a leopard, and his lightning-like figure quickly swept towards Zhang Wenjun.

Zhang Wenjun's eyes flashed with surprise.

This son doesn't fight with himself, but with his own physical strength?

Looking at Ye Lin wearing a Confucian robe, with a somewhat thin figure, he was very contemptuous in his heart. If you fight with him, you may be serious for seven points, but this son dares to fight melee by himself, and he is simply looking for death!

"Break your arms, destroy your cultivation, and let you know what it means to be respectful!!" Zhang Wenjun's cultivation is not hiding half a point, and the cultivation at the peak of the early stage of the bitter sea has exploded violently, making the disciples below who are still in the Qi Refining Realm feel that their breathing is hindered.

"To deal with you, I don't need to use this Dao soldier!" Zhang Wenjun noticed that the cultivation emanating from Ye Lin's body was only a mere sixth-layer qi refining layer, and he was also a mortal soldier in his hand, and he rushed towards Ye Lin fearlessly, grabbing the ancient spear with his big hand, wanting to take down this soldier.

The speed of both of them was too fast, but it was just a blink of an eye.

"Boy, even if you are willing to cut off your arm and apologize now, it's already too late! I'll teach you a good lesson for the third senior brother, some people are not ordinary people like you can get half a point!"

Zhang Wenjun grabbed the gun with his left hand, and his right hand went straight to Ye Lin's throat, and when his hideous and crazy posture saw the rebelliousness in Ye Lin's eyes, he suddenly increased his strength by three points, leaving no emotion......

But at this moment......!

Many disciples in the audience exclaimed.

One move to determine the winner?

Even Jia Fatzi's back was suddenly soaked: "Could it be that this son would rather be defeated than reveal his cultivation?"

"Little one, don't fool me!"

When his heart was thinking about the calcium carbide fire, Ye Lin Dantian erupted into a torrent, and a vast sea of bitter early stage cultivation made the disciples in the audience look shocked!

Even Zhang Wenjun's eyes tightened, and he immediately realized that he had been fooled!

This son was not exposed from beginning to end, allowing himself to mistake him for the sixth layer of qi refining, which attracted his contempt, and the moment he reacted, Zhang Wenjun did not retreat, and at this time, there was no point in retreating, the spiritual light in his hand flickered, and a spirit rune appeared in his hand.

This is a defensive talisman that he has personally refined, which can withstand a blow from the Bitter Sea Primal Realm!

As long as he resisted Ye Lin's killing impact and gave him a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, then he had the confidence to put Ye Lin into a situation from which he could never recover! However, when he was about to crush the immortal talisman with his hand, Ye Lin was faster.

The body moistened by mana made him as light as a swallow, and when a shot was stabbed, he saw the golden lightning slashing, like the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh, which suddenly sounded, making people feel numb!

Immediately, Ye Lin's spear picked Zhang Wenjun's whole person on the sky, Zhang Wenjun's chest spurted blood, sprinkled on the martial arts platform, Ye Lin as if he had never seen it, took out the head of the spear, and the golden gun was left behind again and again.

The sound of broken bones sounded one after another, Zhang Wenjun wailed in pain, blood was dripping, the bones of his limbs were broken in an instant, and when he fell from mid-air, he didn't even have the strength to crush the immortal talisman, so he could only scream miserably: "Third senior brother, save me!!"

The scene of the birth of the lightning flint made all the disciples in the audience feel a chill in their hearts. The people of the Ancient Sect were not far away, and when they reacted, they were still stunned!

Xu Mu was the first to react, he just took a step, and wanted to open his mouth to let Ye Lin stop, but he subconsciously met Ye Lin's eyes......

Xu Mu will never forget what kind of eyes this is in his life......

This is not the scholar in the temple.

The unruly gaze burned on his face, making his face feel pain, and suddenly a naughty smile rose at the corner of Ye Lin's mouth, and he said softly: "I said, it's just some interest!"

The spear slashed, blood stained the sky, and when its corpse fell, Ye Lin's spear was thrown in the direction of Xu Mu.

Zhang Wenjun until he died, he never expected that his momentary contempt would cause irreparable scars, and the blood splashed from the falling body stained Xu Mu's white robe with a little blood, Xu Mu's body trembled, and the cultivation in his body was uncontrollable, as if a brute beast was about to wake up!

Seeing that his comrade was actually beheaded, a disciple who had a good relationship with Zhang Wenjun before his death, he jumped up angrily, slapped the storage bag and took out a palm-sized cold knife, waved his hand and threw it, turning into thousands of phantoms and rushing towards Ye Lin.

"Pay for my brother's life, you are looking for death!!"

Thousands of sword shadows, mixed with cold and cold air, made it impossible to know how many people there were.

As everyone knows, Ye Lin jumped up, and there was a great tendency for one person to dare to fight the army, holding an ancient spear, using the gun as a stick, and pouring the majestic mana of the bitter sea into the ancient spear.

The soldiers of Xuanjin are not connected to the immortals.

If you pass through the fairy, you will be a divine soldier!

The moment the afterimage of the remnant of the remnant and the ancient spear collided, a spark of sparks was born, and the halo on the body was frantically eroded by the power of the pure yang, and there was no spirituality, a few cracks were born, and finally 'bang' turned into debris and sprinkled from the sky!

Scattering the opponent's Dao soldiers, Ye Lin's eyes flashed unruly, and he roared like spring thunder: "Come on!" Throwing the golden mang war spear in his hand, a golden lightning bolt slashed, piercing the opponent's chest, the war spear passed through the opponent's body, and drew an arc in Ye Lin's hands, everything that happened in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, the other party was in mid-air, and swept towards Xu Mu with a gun as a stick.

"Bang——!" The other party's ribs broke inch by inch, and the blood stained the sky again, smashing into Xu Mu's position like a meteor, his eyes mixed with a touch of fear......

"Third Senior Brother...... Save me....... This person landed in front of Zhang Wenjun's corpse, his eyes were frightened, and he tried to reach out to grab Xu Mu, and when he said a word, blood gushed out of his mouth, but the blood hole in his lower abdomen was unbearable to look at.

"Who else does the Ancient Sect want to challenge?" Ye Lin stood on the Confucian robe on the stage, spotless, holding a golden gun, and the spear pointed directly at the place where everyone in the Ancient Sect was!