The middle-aged man couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Lin Huan's momentum on the side. His subconscious palm tightened, and the silver-white flame in his palm instantly swelled a lot.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm just stretching. ”

Contrary to the middle-aged man's expectations, Lin Huan did not make any moves at the first time, nor did he rush up directly, but stretched out his hands and feet in place.

"Trick me, deceive people too much!"

The middle-aged man knew that he was being teased by the other party, and his anger suddenly exploded. With a hook of his fingers, he directly recalled the flying knife around Zhou. The flying knife was like a spirit, and it quickly passed through the silver-white flames in his palm.

At this moment, everyone saw that the small flying knife changed. I saw an extremely fine silver-white flame, which directly plated the flying knife with a layer of flame. The cold aura of the flying knife disappeared, and was replaced by a sacrosanct aura.

"Slash!"

A sentence burst out, and the middle-aged man's flying knives turned into eight and each slashed at one person.

"Don't think! When I don't make it, I can't do it?"

Lin Huan couldn't help but feel angry when he saw that the middle-aged man wanted to attack everyone at once. He flickered, and he brought up a lot of phantoms. I couldn't tell which was true and which was false, but I could only hear a few sounds of gold and iron, and Lin Huan actually struck a blow with the eight flying knives. The eight flying knives flew back upside down, and Lin Huan also took a step back.

"It's a bit of a skill, it seems that you, the lowest level of Yuefan Monk, are not completely useless, at least you can make me serious if you work hard. ”

Shaking his hands that were slightly numb, Lin Huan's face became serious.

"I keep saying that I am the lowest level of Yuefan Monk, so what are you? Bah! I wasn't dragged by the two of us before, and there was nothing I could do!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel indignant in his heart when he heard the other party say a long sentence about the lowest Yuefan monk and a short sentence about the lowest Yuefan monk. He was also unceremoniously and shot back directly.

"That's right, I'm not much better than you. I am not the best in the sect, and my strength probably belongs to the middle and lower classes. But my cultivation is really in the middle stage of Yuefan, and I have cultivated it step by step. It's not like you, but this cultivation is forcibly promoted. ”

Lin Huan smiled, took the other party's words, and mocked him again.

"Stop talking nonsense!

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, as if he had been poked in the sore spot by the other party. As soon as the magic trick in his hand was introduced, the shape was slowly lifted into the air. The eight knives circled around like two wings. The flying knives flew up and down, and they turned into a white flying eagle the size of one zhang with mixed spiritual power. The eagle was a little vague, but its form was extremely clear. There was a sharp aura around him, circling around the white flying eagle.

"Magic Weapon Transformation?!"

Lin Huan's voice was slightly surprised, but then he shook his head.

"Sure enough, it's the lowest level of Yuefan Monk, but you did your best!"

As soon as he said a word, Lin Huan gently sent the spear in his hand.

Everyone was slightly surprised by Lin Huan's behavior, but then they understood

What's going on. I saw that as soon as the spear was taken off, a layer of water rippled around Lin Huan. The spear was like a dragon swimming in the sea, and disappeared directly into the water waves. In less than a breath, a low dragon groan rang out all around. A dragon that was more than two feet tall suddenly penetrated the space and appeared next to Lin Huan. The dragon's whole body was aqua blue, and each scale on it was shining with a metallic luster, and a pair of dragon horns were wrapped with a silk blue electric light, and the golden light in his eyes looked extremely smart.

"Look at it, this thing is the unique method of the monk - the magic weapon transformation. Although this method is known to every monk in the Leaping Realm, it is a sign of discerning strength. The more advanced the cultivation, the more exquisite the spiritual power control, the more agile and vivid the magic weapon will be after it is transformed. ”

As if he was deliberately explaining to the seven people, Lin Huan's movements seemed unhurried.

"Hubris!

The middle-aged man had been seriously engaged, and the other party seemed to treat him as a teaching material. Whoever it is, you will feel angry. As soon as the magic trick in his hand changed, the white flying eagle in front of him rushed towards Lin Huan with a cry.

The whistling wind carried a sharp aura and attacked towards Lin Huan. In the blink of an eye, the white flying eagle came to Lin Huan. Feeling the oncoming wind pressure and sharp aura, Lin Huan couldn't help but take two steps back slightly. And at this moment, the blue dragon actually flashed, directly knocking the white flight far away.

A sound of gold and iron rang out, and a spark lit up on the blue dragon. It stepped back slightly, then stabilized its shape. Shaking the dragon's head, the thunder and lightning on the head of the blue Jiaolong suddenly flourished. With a dragon groan, the blue dragon attacked the white eagle again. The spirit beasts that the two magic weapons turned into were actually entangled together. But looking at the situation, it is obvious that the blue dragon has the upper hand.

When the middle-aged man saw this, his face couldn't help but become even more ugly. He exhaled, and an ancient mirror appeared directly in a flash of inspiration in his hand. There are words in his mouth, and the tricks in his hands are constantly changing.

"Edict!"

As the middle-aged man shouted angrily, he actually smashed all the silver-white flames in his hand into the ancient mirror. A layer of silver-white flames burned on the surface of the ancient mirror, and a silver-white pillar of light was about to erupt from it.

"The donkey skills are exhausted! Boy, lend me a silver dragon spear!"

Lin Huan's eyes froze, and he took advantage of the middle-aged man's time to cast a spell and directly reached out and took the silver dragon spear in Wang Xiaoan's hand into his hand. As soon as he swallowed the aura in his hand, many colorful flames appeared on the silver dragon spear.

"Boy, look at it. The power of the Silver Dragon Spear needs to be above the Leap Stage to exert its true power!"

As he spoke, a pillar of light suddenly erupted from the ancient mirror in front of the middle-aged man. The pillar of light was silver and white, and there was not a blue-white starlight flashing in it, giving people the feeling of being sacred and cold.

"Go!"

Almost at the same time, Lin Huan held the silver dragon spear in his hand and slowly stabbed at the middle-aged man.

There is no aura, no sound, just this ordinary shot. But this shot was fired by a middle-aged man

The pillar of light held steadily. After a stalemate of less than a breath, the pillar of light suddenly appeared like a broken icicle, and many visible cracks appeared. Countless shards of light fell like falling ice, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye like shooting stars.

"Shattered!"

Lin Huan raised his head suddenly, and a burst of silver dragon spears in his arms were sent forward. Only a dragon's groan could be heard in the ears, and a silver dragon winded around the pillar of light. The pillar of light completely shattered at this moment, and the silver dragon rushed towards the middle-aged man with lightning speed.

The situation suddenly changed, and the middle-aged man suddenly dodged to the side. But he dodged it, and the ancient mirror was not so lucky. The silver dragon soared into the sky, and the ancient mirror was directly held in his mouth. A silver light shot up into the sky, and the silver dragon directly penetrated the cloud curtain in the air. A large hollow that has not healed in the air for a long time. It lasted for about ten breaths before the silver light finally disappeared, and an ancient mirror fell to the ground. It's just that as soon as the ancient mirror fell to the ground, it shattered into several pieces with a snap.

Everyone was shocked by this momentum, not only a few people present, but even the entire battlefield seemed to be shocked by this momentum. People stopped their hands one after another and looked at Lin Huan, who caused this momentum.

"The spark of the stars has been extinguished, and it is not yet a quick death!"

Lin Huan raised the silver dragon spear in his hand and pointed directly at the middle-aged man.

It was only at this time that the middle-aged man woke up from his shock. He looked at the broken ancient mirror, and felt a chill in his heart. Staggered back two steps, and the middle-aged man was already reluctant. The magic trick in his hand changed, and he directly recalled the white flying eagle. The white eagle flew quickly behind him, grabbed his shoulders and flew out into the distance. Look at the speed of the flight, it is much faster than the flying speed of the Yuefan monk.

"Where to go! Don't leave me yet!"

With a loud shout, Lin Huan directly commanded the blue dragon to chase after him. He flashed, and disappeared in place.

The seven men left behind glanced at each other, not knowing whether to follow or continue here. But before they could make a decision, a shadow flew back backwards at a great speed. Everyone took a closer look, and this person was the middle-aged man who had fled earlier. The middle-aged man flew back upside down, and before he could stabilize his form, an aqua blue shadow approached. The aqua blue shadow shook the silver gun in his hand, and it actually hit the middle-aged man directly from the air. With a loud bang, the middle-aged man directly smashed the ground into a deep pit. Coughing violently a few times, the middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood. I struggled a few times, but I didn't get up.

"It's too much to deceive people! In the middle of Yuefan, he actually attacked the people in the early stage, but he dared to fight with me!"

In the distance, an angry voice came. With the sound, a spiritual light like a match struck towards the aqua blue shadow. It's just that this aura flew halfway, but suddenly turned away with a big turn.

"Fellow Daoist don't worry, just kill that person, and we'll stop the rest of the obstacles for you. ”

A hearty laugh came, but it was a promise of all the attacks that followed.

Only then did Xu Chenglin and the others understand that the Lingguang who wanted to come forward was among the enemies

's Yuefan monk shot, and then the aura was disguised as his own side of the Yuefan monk's shot. As for who they refer to, in fact, they don't know it anymore. The enemy of your enemy is your own companion, it would be nice to know that. Nowadays, there are all kinds of monks fighting on the battlefield, but there are few monks who have few major forces. Except for one Lin Huan and them, of course.

"Haha!

Lin Huan laughed loudly, revealing his form directly from the aqua blue aura. He had a silver dragon spear in his left hand, and a blue dragon in his right hand was entangled and turned into a spear. With a shock, Lin Huan rushed straight towards the middle-aged man in the deep pit.

Silver and blue light suddenly appeared in the air, and in an instant, it fell directly into the deep pit. The light flashed away, and Lin Huan's form appeared on the edge of the pit. At this time, in the deep pit, there was no trace of a middle-aged man. Obviously, under Lin Huan's blow, he turned into powder.

"Damn! He will repay this hatred!"

The angry voice rang out again, and the hatred in it was revealed. As his words fell, the entire battlefield quickly changed. The fighting between the monks ceased at this moment. Those green-clothed men, black-clothed men, and red-eyed guys actually receded like a tidal wave at this time, and disappeared from people's sight at a very fast speed.

Frowning slightly, Lin Huan picked up one of the remaining storage bags in the deep pit. He took a look, but threw the storage bag to Wang Xiao'an along with the silver dragon gun.

"And then, it's yours. ”

After copying the silver dragon spear, Wang Xiaoan's face was very excited. As for the storage bag that flew over, he reached out and patted it in the direction of Chen Luoxue.

"Keep it first, and if you put it in my place, you might lose it sometime!"

Chen Luoxue was slightly stunned, and then put away the storage bag with a smile. It's impossible to say anything if you're afraid of losing it. Wang Xiaoan said this, but he just didn't want the Eight Points of Heaven Order to be made public.

"Now that the Twin Towers Mountain guarded by the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Dragon Gate have fallen, everyone is also gathering in the other two places. This location is not far from the Jiuhua Academy and the Phantom Sect's station, can you go with me?"

Lin Huan looked at a few people, and suddenly asked them with a smile.

A few people made eye contact, and they understood what they meant. In the end, Wang Xiaoan nodded and responded on behalf of everyone.

"Very good!

Lin Huan's aura spread rapidly, and suddenly wrapped the seven people. In a flash of light, he actually took seven people into the air together.

"Fellow Daoists, thank you for your help when you pass by here today, he has a fate to continue. Tianlongmen Lin Huan, say goodbye!"

A word was shouted, and Lin Huan and everyone disappeared as spiritual light.

It's just that they met in Pingshui, but they happened to fight together when they passed by, and they didn't have any friends with other Yuefan monks. Therefore, Lin Huan just said hello and left without waiting for others to reply. This is the case in the cultivation world, if you don't really have some deep friendship or purpose, you won't talk too much.