In a dense bamboo forest, except for the occasional abrupt birdsong, there is an oppressive silence. The bamboos are slender and green, and only a few rays of hot sunlight can penetrate the layers of green bamboo, making the shallow light of the bamboo forest even darker.

A man and a woman walked towards the middle of the bamboo forest. The man wears a hairstyle that can only be seen in modern times, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a calm complexion, a slightly tall figure, wearing a pure black power suit, a black sheath steel knife pinned to his waist, walking fast; the woman is tied with a flat ponytail, a marked melon seed face, light eyebrows like willows, lips are not dotted and red, the expression is indifferent, she is also wearing a black power suit, holding a long knife, the neck is slender, the skin is snowy, the legs are long and straight, the figure is concave and convex, the most amazing thing is that her eyes are actually a pair of lilac pupils, which adds a bit of beauty to it, she and the man move forward side by side, neither behind nor ahead。

Not long after, the two stopped, this is a little more than the center of the bamboo forest, but the surrounding bamboo has been cut out of a large clearing, the small thatched hut in the center is particularly prominent, and there are a few bamboo poles next to the thatched hut, on which there are a few gray linen clothes to dry, it seems that this is a farmhouse.

Lin Xiuran looked around and saw the location of the felled bamboo, which should have been cut a day or two ago. However, why did a village farmer suddenly cut out such a large open space? Drying things? It is not like it, and it is noon now, it should be meal time, but there is no sound in the house, and then thinking of the people who will be seen in a while, Lin Xiuran already has a plan in his heart, and he glanced at Lin Zixian, and also saw the latter's vigilance and worry.

"Sister, be careful. Lin Xiuran said. The woman didn't speak, just nodded lightly to indicate that she knew.

The two of them advanced again, and soon came to the door of the hut. Lin Xiuran secretly lucked in case of accidents, and Lin Zixian's body was tense, ready to enter the battle state at any time. I can't help but be nervous, the person I want to meet is too special.

Lin Xiuran pushed the door in, and Lin Zixian was the same. The furnishings in the room are extremely simple, there is a square table in the center, there is a teapot on the table, three teacups, the teapot mouth is still steaming, a mat is spread under the table, at this time an old man in a gray robe is kneeling on the innermost side of the table to the sister and brother with a kind and kind demeanor.

"The two of you are finally here, sitting. The old man said enthusiastically. Lin Xiuran and the two sat down. The old man poured tea for the two of them and poured himself another cup. "Come, drink tea first. The old man smiled.

"No, are you the hall master of the Dark Soul Palace?" Lin Xiuran said.

"Yes, it's the old man. You Lin family sisters and brothers want to quit the dark soul, right?" the old man said with a smile when he saw that they didn't drink tea. "Yes!" replied Lin Zixian, who had not spoken, with a crisp and ethereal voice, which made people listen to it very comfortably.

"Hey~ the two of you are young, one is eighteen and the other is nineteen, why don't you say you won't do it? There is a shortage of young masters like you in our palace!

"It's not a matter of money, my sister and I are tired of being killers, and we want to change our identities to mix the rivers and lakes. Lin Xiuran said.

"In this way, it's not impossible to quit, the tasks you have completed in the past three years have met the requirements for exiting, but there are still two years to go, after all, you know too much information, and you have to wait until the information you know is outdated. The old man put away his smile and said.

"What if we have to quit now?" Lin Xiuran said seriously.

"It's very difficult for you to make the old man like this, don't forget, you two don't forget, you will be hunted down and killed by all the members of our hall when you go to the rivers and lakes during the transition period of leaving the palace. The old man laughed again, but the threat in his words was undisguised.

"However, as long as the two of you can dedicate your exercises to the main hall, the old man can make an exception for you to leave the hall. The old man saw that the two of them had slightly gloomy faces, and changed his words, in fact, this was his real purpose, he was very curious, what kind of exercises could make these two people go from martial arts idiots to top masters in three years.

"No!" Lin Zixian didn't want to think. Not to mention that his own cultivation exercises are extremely precious, even ordinary exercises, and a martial artist will never give them to others easily.

"Is that unnegotiable?" said the old man.

"That's right!" Lin Zixian replied firmly.

"Alas, well. The old man sighed, as if he was sorry for something.

Suddenly, the old man's kind smile became extremely hideous in an instant, and with a flick of his right hand, his internal force shattered the teapot and teacup, and the tea and porcelain shards flew towards the two of them, and at the same time, his body retreated, and with a wave of his left hand, the dense blue light dotted towards the two of them

Shoot it away! If you look closely, what kind of light is this, it is clearly a needle-shaped hidden weapon as thin as a cow's hair! That faint blue light is quenched with poison at a glance!

With two bangs, Lin Xiuran and the two drew their knives at the same time. Although the tea and porcelain shards were dispatched first, the blue needles were the first to arrive!

The two of them quickly got up, Lin Xiu then took a step back, Lin Zixian was lucky with the knife, pushed and pulled the knife, the blade was like a magnet, sucking away most of the blue needles, she waved the long knife to the left side, and the blue needles flew to the left side, retreating from the outside. After that, Lin Xiuran stepped forward and pulled up the mat and covered it forward, the tea was all splashed on the mat, and he danced the long knife to block the remaining blue needles and porcelain fragments.

"Puff, puff!" Two bodies fell from the wall of the hut on the left, both blackened. The mat in front of it was eroded by the poisonous tea. It's a long story, but the battle lasted only three seconds!

The face of the old man who flew back changed slightly, but he didn't expect that they not only easily resisted the attack, but also killed the two of them.

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking wind on their backs, left shoulders and the top of their heads. The attack on the back is swift and sharp, presumably with a sword, the attack from the left shoulder is calm and heavy, eighty percent of it is a fist, and the attack from the top of the head is majestic and gives a feeling of oppressive heaviness, probably with a stick. In an instant, Lin Zixian, who had three years of combat experience, had already guessed the weapons used by the enemy.

Lin Xiuran picked up the scabbard and threw it backwards with his backhand, and the scabbard with powerful kinetic energy whirred in the air. The man with the sword froze his eyes, and the sword that attacked Lin Zixian was facing forward, reducing the difficulty of changing the inertia and splitting the scabbard. If he insisted on attacking Lin Zixian, with the sense of crisis given to him by the flying scabbard, he would be seriously injured or even killed! Therefore, the crisis behind him was temporarily lifted.

The boxer man hit Lin Xiuran with an indomitable momentum. Lin Zixian supported the ground with his left hand and used a move to sweep his legs. This sharp kick was aimed at the crotch of the boxer's pants, and it seemed that it was going to break his life. The boxer man attacked, sneered, and changed his fist to a claw to grab Lin Zixian's leg. However, with a bend and flick of her left hand, the long knife in her hand slashed straight down. The fist man slapped his right hand to the side of the knife, and his left hand blocked Lin Zixian's follow-up kick. "Wow!" He took three steps back in a row, and blood was spilling from his mouth, which made Brother Fist a little confused, his melee ability was not much worse than Lin Zixian, but he was forced back with a force stronger than him, and he was slightly injured.

With a bang, Lin Xiuran resisted a cooked copper stick with a thick bowl mouth and more than six feet (three feet is one meter), and the cooked copper stick was still pressed down, and the force of the heavy blunt weapon from top to bottom was still very large. Lin Zixian took four steps forward and slashed diagonally upwards to the right, wanting to cut him in two. The stick man kicked up with his right foot, Lin Xiuran parried, and put on the top of the long knife, the stick man took advantage of the situation to retreat and hit Lin Zixian's long knife. Lin Xiuran stepped forward and slashed four times in a row, attacking the stick man's throat, abdomen, eyes and calves respectively.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding!" "It turned out that Lin Zixian took advantage of the stick man's resistance to the leg slash to aim at the gap and stabbed the long knife straight into the stick man's abdomen. Lin Zixian turned his hand and slashed horizontally! The stick man only had time to let out a miserable scream, and he was cut in two and died!

"Qiang!" Erlin's double knives crossed in a scissor shape, blocking the sword of the sword man, and sparks suddenly burst out. "Drink!" Lin Xiuran snorted and slashed forward, and large sparks burst out. The sword man was shocked and retreated. Lin Zixian stepped forward suddenly, and the long knife slashed obliquely, causing a piece of the sword man's forehead to be cut off, and his brain was exposed a little. Lin Xiuran took advantage of the sword man's expression to stab him in the heart. "Poof!"

The boxer behind Lin Zixian was secretly overjoyed, and his claws reached forward and grabbed the back of Lin Zixian's neck. "Yin!" she leaned down, Lin Xiuran's long knife had arrived!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old man shouted: "Up!!"