"Martial Saint?"

Lin Tian murmured in his heart, his eyes calm.

He didn't think he had done anything wrong by killing Gu Qing.

It turned out that when Lin Tian arrived at Yanjing Hospital, Gu Qing was contacting a fifth-level killer to kill him.

Fourth-level martial artists, I don't know if they can defeat it.

Not to mention level five.

If he was at the fifth level of the battlefield like Yi Mingcheng, Lin Tian would only die a tragic death once he encountered it.

It seems that everything is accidental, but in fact, Lin Tian has no choice.

If you hesitate, you will lose!

"Whew."

Lin Tian exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes gradually cleared.

After all, he is the one who wants to crush the heavens.

What about the Martial Saint?

"Dude, the helicopter hasn't arrived yet, do you want to go to the clubhouse with me, my classmate is there, six percent off."

Beside him, Jufang squinted at Lin Tian, with a smile in his eyes that all men understand.

"Wait a minute, I'll go back and tell Commander Liu."

Lin Tian smiled lightly.

"Hey, don't, hey, just kidding, what are you doing?"

Jufang hurriedly grabbed Lin Tian.

…………

Soon, Lin Tian and Jufang waited for the helicopter on the top floor.

Sitting on the helicopter, Lin Tian sent messages to Wang Zili and Liu Jianjian.

As for what he was going to do, Lin Tian chose to keep it secret.

Time flies slowly.

Almost two hours later.

Lin Tian and Jufang came to the southern suburbs of Huangdun City, which borders Luohuo City.

Flying into a heavily regulated military school, the two stopped in front of a warehouse.

As soon as he got off the plane, many people on the side of the road looked at Lin Tian.

Most of them were young people in their twenties, and although they wore military uniforms, they were obviously more energetic.

"Didn't that bastard from Jufang say that he was on vacation, why did he go back to campus again?"

"Be quiet, don't be seen by him, his eyes hit me, I feel dirty."

"Hey, that little brother next to Jufang is very handsome."

"It must be a nest of snakes and rats, and the club knows it."

Some of the boys laughed lightly and teased, while the girls covered their faces and walked away quickly.

Everyone is a martial artist, and their perception is strong, and Jufang and Lin Tian naturally heard it.

"Don't worry about it, most of the people here have misunderstood me."

Jufang sneered, his eyes twinkling.

Lin Tian didn't care, just quietly followed Jufang into the warehouse.

As soon as you enter the warehouse.

In the deepest part, a giant iron gate appeared in Lin Tian's field of vision.

And in front of the iron gate, dozens of young people in military uniforms were already standing.

"Yo, Jufang, you've worked so hard, you're coming to the Abyss Heaven Battlefield again."

A chuckle came, and a young man who had been in line looked at the orange fang.

"Hey, it's about to be level three, so let's rush to the Abyssal Battlefield."

Jufang waved his hand and smiled indifferently.

The orange fang's voice fell, attracting the attention of the surroundings for a moment.

"You're going to rush to the third level?

How much blood do you have? ”

The man asked, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It's already three thousand five hundred, and it feels like it should be level three." Jufang laughed.

"What you are cultivating should be [Ice Xuangong], an A-level martial arts technique, the quality of qi and blood is so high, and you can still rush to three thousand and a half qi and blood at the second level?"

The man exclaimed in disbelief.

"That's what I'm saying, I'm Tianjiao, and the whole campus should know about it."

Jufang laughed and stroked his long sideburns.

The rest of the people around him gradually changed their eyes on him.

"Jufang, let's form a group, although you haven't reached the third level, your qi and blood are very good."

At this time, a man with dyed blonde hair walked towards the orange fang.

"Li Xuan......"

Jufang frowned slightly, and glanced at Lin Tiandao beside him:

"You can form a group, but you have to add this one next to me."

After the orange fang finished speaking, the man with dyed blonde hair looked at Lin Tian:

"This is ......"

"Lin Tian, the strength is good." Jufang laughed.

"How many levels of martial artists?" Li Xuan asked with a smile.

The rest of the people also showed interest in Lin Tian.

"First-class martial artist." Lin Tian spoke quietly.

When his voice fell, Li Xuan frowned, and the rest of the people had strange eyes.

"Jufang, you want to reject me, you don't need to do it this way." Li Xuan said lightly, then glanced at Lin Tian and returned to his original position.

Jufang pursed his lips, looked at Lin Tian beside him and whispered:

"Don't care, it's not bad for us to join forces, you are Tianjiao after all."

Lin Tian didn't speak, but he wasn't stupid, and he heard the comfort in Jufang's words.

"Punch in."

An old man in a military uniform walked past the queue, holding a punch card machine in his hand.

Everyone took out cards from their pockets that resembled student cards and began to punch in.

"Two."

Jufang smiled and took out the card.

The old man frowned and looked at Lin Tian:

"Students who are not military schools cannot enter."

"Wait a minute, I have Commander Liu Zihua's permission." Jufang took out a handprint notice from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

His voice fell, and the rest of the people also looked at Lin Tian in surprise.

"Concession...... Lin Tian. The old man took a closer look at Lin Tian before letting the orange fang card twice.

Soon, the front door opened.

To Lin Tian's surprise, behind the gate, there was a water curtain that was constantly rippling.

"Follow me, it may be very unaccustomed to going to the Abyssal Battlefield for the first time."

The orange fang spoke, and then a group of people walked into the water gate one after another.

…………

Meanwhile.

Yenching Hospital.

Old Man Gu, Gu Shang, Youqin Ling and others stood in front of the hospital bed.

"The brain and heart were muddied by the mental power of man, and they were completely ...... He's dead. ”

Ji Lingwu, a disciple of Guan Yin who was dressed in white, withdrew his spiritual power and frowned.

Gu Qing turned out to be dead.

Martial Saint Guan Yin's newly recruited disciple, the first day of the Hidden Dragon List, died before he could officially get started.

Master's enemy?

Or is it the enemy of the Gu family.

"Grandson!"

Old Man Gu lay on Gu Qing's body, constantly patting Gu Qing's body, and he couldn't cry anymore.

"Uncle ......"

Gu Shang muttered, with a trace of tears in his eyes.

Although she has gradually recognized Gu Qing's true face, after all, she is a man she has admired since she was a child.

How can you not be sad.

"The Essence Spirit Fire in Gu Qing's Divine Sense has also been extracted."

Ji Lingwen frowned, and the information seemed to be a little clearer.

Crunch.

A middle-aged man in a superintendent's uniform walked in.

"I have just checked, and the surveillance record is the same as the ground, without any traces."

The middle-aged superintendent said solemnly:

"It should be an extremely strong spiritual master, who quietly infiltrated and killed Gu Qing."

His voice fell, and Old Man Gu's voice, who was still crying, suddenly stopped.

"How many levels of spiritual masters can do this?"

His cloudy eyes were like falcons, sharp, sinister, and intensely malicious.

"To be precise, a third-level spiritual master should be about the same."

The middle-aged superintendent said in a low voice.

Old Man Gu was dull, just looking at Gu Qing's face blankly, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Old man, have you thought of anyone?" The middle-aged superintendent asked.