After the dinner, Long Xing and Lin Xiuwen sat in the courtyard chatting, Long Xing was probably worried about Lin Xiuwen's marriage with her daughter, and he was already drunk at the moment.

Lin Xiuwen sat in the courtyard, deep in thought, thinking about his next path.

Liu San and Zhang Long were chatting about which girl in the courtyard of Lihong, Lichun, and Yihong in Qingshan Mansion was the most tasteful, and how so-and-so girl was. They joked and scolded each other, and talked about the market.

Men like them, who lick blood with knives, will stay in the lights of Fucheng before and after every dart to vent their pressure.

There is no moon tonight, and if the lights are extinguished, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach out and lose my fingers.

Suddenly. There was a scream from the door, and a terrified human head rolled in an arc in mid-air from outside the door, blood splattering at sunrise.

"Ah~" Several maids screamed in fright, their bodies trembled, and they kept approaching each other, trying to find a little sense of security.

"Lao Huang!" several people shouted.

Lin Xiuwen's attention was also suddenly awakened by this voice, and he recognized that if this head didn't look at his eyes that were staring at him in fright, it would be Lao Huang guarding the door!

At this time, all the darts took out their weapons, and the faint sword light and sword light flickered, and the light was uncertain in the courtyard. The air was filled with slaughter, and everyone looked around vigilantly, their expressions full of anger.

This Lao Huang is the old man of the Tianlong Dart Bureau, and many people have been taken care of by Lao Huang, but because he is old, he himself asked to guard the door.

Liu Sanse was inward-looking, and said with a hideous face: "Lao Huang, I will definitely avenge you." ”

"Avenge Lao Huang!"

"Revenge. ”

"Blood debt and blood payment. ”

These men who lick blood at the knife edge and run the rivers and lakes are the most bloody, shouting one by one to avenge Lao Huang.

At this time, Long Xing had woken up, Zhang Long stood on the side of Long Xing, his eyes were suspicious, and he shouted in a deep voice outside the door: "Which way is the hero, I don't know if this is the Tianlong Dart Bureau of Xingye's family, dare to kill, it is too presumptuous, and I don't take my Tianlong Dart Bureau in my eyes." It's too late for you to fade now, and we can never blame the past. Zhang Long looks like a rough man on the surface, but he speaks in a clear manner, first the other party is too much, and he actually dares to kill the person of the Tianlong Dart Bureau, and then emphasizes the Tianlong Dart Game and Long Xing again, and finally shows that if the other party fades, he can not blame the past.

As for whether he will really be blamed in the past, hehe, just look at the hideous faces of the people next to him.

An eerie voice and a burst of footsteps came, and a group of black-clad and masked men burst in with weapons in hand.

"Tianlong Dart Longxing, hand over that thing. As long as you hand over that thing, we promise to turn around and leave, if you don't hand it over, hehehehehe, none of you want to get out alive. The man in black at the head was an old man, he threatened.

Long Xing's face was gloomy, and he secretly said that the person who came was not good, and it was difficult to be good today. His face condensed, and he shouted: "Who am I, it turns out to be Li Xiao, the bandit leader of Cangyun Mountain." ”

Seeing that he was recognized, Li Xiao no longer concealed it, pulled the mask, revealing the vicious old face inside, and smiled. He said in a solemn tone: "Long Xing, Ming people don't do dark things." Your Tianlong Dart Bureau took over a business yesterday, and if you don't say it, I know that it is a thousand-year-old blood ginseng. As long as you give it to me, I'll be gone right away. You can't keep this thing, if we don't come, someone else will come, you'd better hand it over, don't give your life in vain for this mere thing. As long as you keep it, the aura it exudes will be a constant source of danger. ”

Zhang Long shouted: "Ming people don't do dark things, hide their heads and show their tails, you are also considered Ming people?" I'm afraid that if I hand over the blood ginseng, you will kill us immediately, hehe, I'm sorry." ”

Long Xing took a few steps, ran his internal breath, and said coldly: "Don't say that I don't have this thing, even if I do, you can still take it away from me?"

"What, aren't you going to stand up and catch up with me?" Suddenly, Lin Xiuwen said in the direction of the man in black.

Long Xing and the others looked at Lin Xiuwen with their mouths wide open, and there were faint people in the dart game who wanted to do something to Lin Xiuwen.

"Haha, Lin Xiuwen, there is a road to the real heaven, you don't go, and there is no door to hell. It's in my hands today, say, how do you want to die?" As he spoke, the man in black at the back walked from the back to the front.

When the man in black stood in front, Li Xiao and the other men in black bowed down and saluted, "Second master." ”

Long Xing and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Long slowly retreated from Lin Xiuwen's side.

The second master didn't say anything to Lin Xiuwen at this time, but said to Long Xing: "Hand over the thousand-year-old blood ginseng, otherwise, die!"

Before he could finish speaking, a fist-sized fireball suddenly flew out of his hand and slammed into one of the guards of the Celestial Dragon Dart Bureau, and the guard screamed and turned into a charred corpse, and even the weapon was burned black.

Lin Xiuwen saw that this was the basic spell of the Diancang Sect, the Fireball Technique.

Suddenly, the faces of the people in the Heavenly Dragon Dart Bureau were shocked and extremely frightened.

In the firelit courtyard, the charred black corpse that was still sparkling looked particularly terrifying.

Liu San's face changed greatly, he instinctively retreated, frightened at the corpse, unable to speak for a long time.

In the night, the faces of the people in the Tianlong Dart Bureau were gloomy as water.

"Are you not afraid of being punished by heaven when you attack mortals?" Lin Xiuwen said angrily, the guard was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was just talking about asking Zhang Long to take him to that courtyard, a living person, and he died in a blink of an eye.

"Hehe, Lin Xiuwen, you are too naïve, people like us, we don't know if we can break through the foundation in this life, and the punishment of God can't punish me, haha, it's just a fool like you" The second master sneered at Lin Xiuwen.

Zhang Long's eyes showed a look of fear, his whole body trembled, and he said in horror: "Immortal...... You are an immortal...... Are you using the Immortal Method?" He had seen the immortals cast immortal spells from afar, but he didn't want to believe in the cruel reality in his heart.

Li Xiao's expression was full of pride, and he shouted proudly: "Hehe, even if you still have a little knowledge, you still know immortals." Why don't you hand over the blood ginseng quickly!"

"Ding Ding Dangdang" Tianlong Dart Bureau, there are already people who are trembling and can't hold their weapons. With horror and pleading on their faces, their mouths were slightly open, but they could not make a sound.

Long Xing's face was gloomy and his face was full of bitterness. That's the immortals, how manpower is their opponent.

Liu San begged on the side of Long Xing: "Dongjia, give him the things, otherwise we won't be able to live, it's an immortal......." ”

"I don't care about others, you killed people here, have you asked me?" Lin Xiuwen's face was ugly, and he said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone on the side of the Tianlong Dart Bureau immediately looked at Lin Xiuwen. With hope in his heart, he stood on both sides and got out of the way.

Yes, listening to the second master, Lin Xiuwen obviously knew the second master. That Lin Xiuwen must also be an immortal. Long Xing said secretly in his heart.

"Immortal Lin, as long as you can keep our Heavenly Dragon Dart Bureau, I will give you the thousand-year-old blood ginseng. Long Xing gritted his teeth in his heart and said to Lin Xiuwen. But I didn't dare to call his name.

"Yo, I'm not in a hurry to kill you, you actually came out to seek death by yourself, since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, then I will give you a ride!" Before the words fell, he carried a few more fireballs and was about to shoot.

Lin Xiuwen waved his right hand, and an invisible energy directly knocked the two masters away, which two masters collapsed on the ground, spitting blood out of their mouths, and the fireball technique instantly lost control and landed on his legs, burning him screaming and rolling.

The faces of the black-clothed men changed drastically, revealing a look of horror. They couldn't imagine that the incomparably powerful second-in-command in their eyes, an immortal who knew the immortal law, was seriously injured in an instant, lying on the ground screaming and rolling.

Only Li Li was quite calm, and he said inwardly: "Don't be complacent, our big boss will be here soon."

"Hmph, what are you, you are also worthy of talking to me" Lin Xiuwen snorted coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, Li Li was instantly knocked away, blood splashed in the air, and fell to the ground with a snap, and his neck was crooked, and he was motionless.

Lin Xiuwen looked at the sky, couldn't see any expression, and didn't move.

Seeing that Lin Xiuwen didn't seem to be ready to clean up the remaining black-clothed people, Long Xing was about to wave his hand and order everyone to do it.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew in the sky, and the strange wind became more and more violent, and it was about to blow directly into the courtyard, blowing so that everyone had to retreat.

Lin Xiuwen's consciousness swept away, but the second master, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, crushed a jade talisman.

The strange wind blew into the courtyard, revealing a black figure, but it was a black-robed man.

The remaining men in black were prostrate on the ground, and the worshipping mountain shouted, "Great master." ”

The black-robed man ignored this, glanced at Lin Xiuwen, glanced at the second master lying on the ground, and snorted coldly: "Useless thing!" As he spoke, a black mist enveloped the second master, and the second master turned into a blood mist and was sucked into the body of the black-robed man.

His face was calm, his consciousness was swept away, and he was secretly frightened, the black-robed man was a foundation builder.

Lin Xiuwen's face remained unchanged, his eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Foundation Building Monk!"

The black-robed man looked gentle, and said to Lin Xiuwen: "Boy, I see that your cultivation is good, how about being my apprentice?"

If it weren't for the scene just now, anyone would have a gentle temperament. But the people of the Tianlong Dart Bureau were frightened in their hearts, and their expressions were full of horror.

Lin Xiuwen's face was calm, Gu Jing had no waves, and said indifferently: "Like Xu Feng, you have been turned into qi and blood essence?"

The second master was Xu Feng, who fled down the mountain from the Diancang faction like him.

It's just that I don't know how he hooked up with the man in black in front of him.

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, looked at Lin Xiuwen seriously, and suddenly laughed with a hideous face: "Haha, I don't need waste, if you don't obey, I'll let you be like him." ”

Lin Xiuwen didn't say more, he made a decisive move, and the spirit control technique was like an arm, turning into a big hand and slapping down the black-robed man.

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and a sword light flew out of his body, winding around him and killing Lin Xiuwen. Ordinary Qi Condensing Cultivators can only fly with swords at most, and cannot use flying swords to defend against enemies, and this black-robed man is obviously a powerful enemy.

Lin Xiuwen no longer kept his hand, and his left hand also performed the spirit control technique, grabbing the flying sword.

A black mist emanated from the black-robed man's body, and the black mist turned into a hand, blocking Lin Xiuwen from falling from the sky to obtain the spirit control technique. Seeing that the flying sword could not move forward, he was grabbed by Lin Xiuwen's spiritual art, trembling uncontrollably in the air, he pinched his hands and spurted out a bloody arrow from his mouth, which rushed straight into the flying sword under the traction of his divine sense, and quickly merged into the flying sword. For a while, the flying sword turned blood-red, and the blood was magnificent, breaking free from Lin Xiuwen's spiritual mastery.

Lin Xiuwen's face was calm, the ancient well was unwavering, his left hand performed three consecutive spiritual arts, and his right hand did not stop, eight times in a row, he slapped down at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man's complexion changed greatly, and a burst of black mist enveloped his body, although he blocked Lin Xiuwen's slap, he was slapped into the ground alive, only revealing one head, as if he was buried alive.

It happened that the flying sword was also shot down from the field, and it fell to the ground with a jingle and broke in two.

The black-robed man's face was shocked, he had never been so frightened since the foundation was built. The thoughts in his heart turned, his divine consciousness condensed, and he exploded into Lin Xiu's sea of literary knowledge.

Feeling that the sea of consciousness was bombarded by a divine consciousness far smaller than his own, Lin Xiuwen put it into the sea of knowledge, and the huge divine consciousness enveloped it, and as soon as his mind moved, he annihilated it.

The black-robed man's mouth opened wide, his expression was frightened, a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out, and blood flew out, and this time he completely lost the strength to fight back. He felt that the divine consciousness that had slammed into the other party's sea of consciousness had completely lost contact in an instant, as if it had disappeared.

"Late stage of foundation building......" the black-robed man screamed in horror.

Lin Xiuwen looked at him quietly, indifferent, ruthless, and cold.

The black-robed man sensed Lin Xiuwen's killing intent and said in a panic: "You can't kill me, my father is a Yuanying Great Cultivator, as long as you let me go, I promise not to blame you for the past!"

"Hehe, I'm just afraid that I will let you go, and you will find someone to kill me when you turn around!" Lin Xiuwen said coldly.

The black-robed man's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that Lin Xiuwen had said what he was thinking.

"So, you just go to die!" Lin Xiuwen swung out his palm, grabbed the short sword on the ground, and pierced it through the head of the black-robed man.

The aura of the black-robed man gradually faded, and suddenly, a black light flew out of him, Lin Xiuwen wanted to block it but couldn't stop it, that black light directly pierced through the spell formed by Lin Xiuwen's Imperial Spirit Technique, soared straight into the sky, flew southward at great speed, and disappeared into the sky in a moment.

It's not good, it's bad. Lin Xiuwen knew the seriousness of this matter, and he was afraid that he would have to prepare to flee for his life next.

The man in black wanted to run, Lin Xiuwen's divine sense was divided into more than a dozen, and these men in black fell to the ground with a snap and were harvested by Long Xing and others.

"You are not allowed to talk about this matter...... Lin Xiuwen's eyes swept over everyone present and said coldly.

"Yes, we know!"

At this moment, in the eyes of Long Xing and others, Lin Xiuwen is an immortal, oh, no, he is an immortal among immortals.

The terrifying means made everyone's hearts tremble.

Lin Xiuwen picked up the things left by the black-robed man and Xu Feng, and under the awe-inspiring gaze of everyone, he left his back and gradually disappeared into the darkness!