Chapter 33: The Reappearance of the Hundred Rivers
"Smack!"
With the disturbance of this sound, Linfeng's mana slackened, and the Shen mercy formed by the water balloon instantly disintegrated, falling down, some of which were sprinkled on the ground, and most of which fell into Linfeng's palm.
Lin Feng looked at the puddle of water in his hand and lost his mind slightly, stunned for a moment, and clenched his palm, but failed to keep the water in his palm, but made them drain from his fingertips faster.
Linfeng was a little annoyed, put his clenched hand on his chest, and turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from.
I saw three figures coming one after another. Soon stopped not far in front of him, these three people knew in the wind, it was the three people of Heming Mountain who had been put in after checking their identities before.
"Why did Daoyou say that I framed your friend, is there any misunderstanding in this, I don't know Daoyou, I don't know who Daoyou's friend is, I don't know, I hope Daoyou will give a clear explanation!"
Lin Feng said lightly on his face, but he was already angry in his heart, and he was ready to shoot at any time.
"Hmph, what a misunderstanding, you don't pretend to be innocent here, my friend Zhan Wei is a decent person, it is impossible to do such a thing as asking for bribes, you must be a conspiracy to frame you, I came to you today to give my friend a clean slate, you go to the main hall with me now, and admit to Elder Hong that you were framed!"
Hemingshan was emotional, and directly said that Linfeng had framed Zhan Wei, and after speaking, he reached forward to grab Linfeng.
"Hmph! What should it be! It turned out to be for Zhan Wei's despicable dog thief, and you are not a good thing to be with dogs!"
Linfeng's right hand blocked the hand that Hemingshan grabbed at him, and at the same time his body took a step back.
"Little Melting Blood Second Layer, I didn't expect to have some ability, no wonder I dare to frame Zhan Wei, see how I teach you today!"
Seeing that Linfeng dodged the hand he had grabbed past, Hemingshan burst out of anger in his heart, not only did not stop attacking Linfeng, but directly punched him.
Linfeng is not muddy, seeing that Heming Mountain is so ignorant of advancing and retreating, it is becoming more and more excessive, and he no longer retreats at the moment.
I saw that at the same time as Hemingshan punched and killed, Linfeng's body was short, and he rushed towards Hemingshan, dodging Hemingshan's fist at the same time, his right hand became a palm knife, and he hatefully slashed at Hemingshan's chest.
Hemingshan knew that the situation was not good the moment he saw Linfeng dodging, and wanted to resist, but his speed was not as fast as Linfeng, and the thought in his heart just started, and his chest was hit hard, and the whole person staggered back several steps again and again, with severe pain in his chest, almost out of breath, and his internal organs were violently shaken.
"Drink! Drink!"
He Mingshan covered his chest, coughed again and again, and it took a long time to ease up, and then looked at Linfeng's eyes, there was already a deep jealousy, after a short move just now, he was already completely impressed by Linfeng's strength.
"At first, I heard that Zhan Wei was defeated by you, but I didn't believe it, but now it seems that you do have the ability, come again!"
After saying that, Hemingshan turned his hand and pulled out a long sword, whistling and stabbing towards the wind.
Before the wind, he won a blow, thinking that the other party would retreat in difficulty, so he didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue at that time, but he didn't want to grudge with others, but people didn't know what to do, but they had to be aggressive.
The other party melted seven layers of blood, and took out all the swords, obviously wanting to put himself to death, and if he retreated, he would suffer.
Linfeng flipped his right hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, and in the face of the attack of Heming Mountain, Linfeng not only did not retreat and avoid, but instead raised his body and went to attack.
"Ding!"
Hemingshan's sword was blocked by a blow from the wind, and the sword body took hands and threw it to the side, and Hemingshan suddenly opened the door.
Such a good opportunity, how can you miss it, Linfeng seized the opportunity, and the sword in his hand was slashed one by one, leaving two blood lines on Hemingshan's chest, and Hemingshan's clothes also fell in two.
The momentum is unforgiving, although Lin Feng has no intention of taking Hemingshan's life, but it will not make him feel better, while the long sword attack is over, his body rises, and he kicks Hemingshan in the chest with four consecutive heavy blows.
"Poof!"
Blood spat out wildly in the Heming Pass, and his body was thrown backwards, falling to the ground with a thud.
Linfeng, who was in the air, danced a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, blocking all the blood that flew out of the Heming Mountain Pass, and not a drop was on his body.
Linfeng gently rotated and fell to the ground, the long sword in his hand was upside down, he flicked his sleeves, stood in place and stared coldly at Heming Mountain, who was lying on the ground and did not move, Linfeng had already decided in his heart that if the other party dared not to forgive, he would not mind abolishing his cultivation.
If this was not a place in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, but a place where no one from the outside world intervened, Lin Feng would definitely not hesitate to take the life of Heming Mountain.
At this time, Chu Hong and Ming Qingtang were completely stunned, looking at the quiet Linfeng in a daze, and then looking down at Heming Mountain, which had fallen to the ground and was not moving. 12345
The battle between Linfeng and Heming Mountain was too short, it was just a few blinks of an eye, Zhong Chuhong and Ming Qingtang didn't have time to help, the battle was already over, the seven-layer Heming Mountain was lying motionless on the ground, only the second-layer Linfeng was not damaged at all, and it was easy to win.
Zhong Chuhong and Ming Qingtang looked at Linfeng like a monster at the moment, what kind of freak is this, the second layer of Melting Blood can easily defeat the seventh layer of Melting Blood, when did such an amazing character come out of the scattered cultivation.
Although the two of them had the idea of avenging Heming Mountain in their hearts, but now that even the seventh-layer Heming Mountain was defeated in the hands of the other party, the two of them joined forces to besiege it, and it was estimated that it would not last long, but two more seriously injured people were added.
If the three of them joined forces before Heming Mountain was defeated, there might be a possibility of victory, but now, forget it, the hero will not suffer the loss in front of him.
The two quickly walked to Hemingshan's side, squatted down and helped Hemingshan up, fortunately, but he was seriously injured and not in danger of life, although he was in a coma, as long as he was treated with a spell, he would soon wake up.
Looking at Hemingshan's injury, and then thinking back to the cleanliness of the other party's shot, the two knew that the other party was sparing, and they had no intention of taking Hemingshan's life, otherwise Hemingshan would have his life at this moment.
Lin Feng watched the two of them help Heming Mountain up, and they didn't stop it, defeating Heming Mountain so easily made Lin Feng's confidence in his heart greatly increase, it seems that he who has comprehended the Netherworld Sword Intent, and now he can fight head-on with the monk of the eighth layer of melting blood.
Zhong Chuhong and Ming Qingtang looked at Linfeng timidly, wanting to carry Hemingshan away to heal their injuries, but they were afraid that Linfeng would not allow it.
Lin Feng also saw what the two meant, and now, if they were not allowed to leave, he could only take them to see Elder Hong, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was unnecessary.
So Lin Feng waved his hand and said in a cold tone: "Take him away, if you dare to ignore him in the future, if you commit it in my hands again, don't blame me for being merciless!"
"Thank you!"
"Thank you!"
Zhong Chuhong and the others hurriedly nodded in thanks, and then they both supported Heming Mountain, and the sword flew away.
Linfeng watched the three of them leave, and his heart was also angry, the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, he wanted to stay here quietly for a month and leave, but he didn't expect to meet someone looking for trouble one after another, he still seems to be too kind, and people are good and are bullied!
In a big mountain in the Southern Jin Kingdom, dozens of people are searching in the mountains, such a search has lasted for more than ten days, and the area searched has covered a radius of nearly 10,000 miles.
"Elder, is it really necessary to continue searching? After searching for so many days, I have almost turned over this circumference, but I still haven't found a single clue. ”
A disciple of the Spirit Transformation Realm ran over and said to an old man with a ninth-layer melting blood.
"Find! You have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death, Elder Wu can't just disappear so inexplicably, this matter must be investigated!"
The old man, who was called an elder, had a firm look in his eyes, his eyes fixed on the disciple who was searching in the mountain, and said in a deep voice.
This elder is the law enforcement elder of a small sect nearby, named Wu An, ten days ago, after the sect elder Wu Xiang went out, there was no news, a few days later, the sect found out that something was wrong, so he sent a large number of disciples to search nearby, and gradually expanded the scope of the search, and this team of disciples led by Wu An was only one of the dozens of teams.
"Elder, Elder!"
Suddenly, a disciple in front of him shouted loudly, ran over, and said in front of Wu An out of breath.
"Elder, I have found that there is a dry corpse in the dead grass in front of me, and it is wearing the clothes of the Elder Chuangong, because the corpse is dry and deformed, the disciples and others are not sure, so I came to report to the elder, and asked the elder to go over and confirm!"
"Where! Lead the way!"
Wu An couldn't stand still when he heard this, and immediately grabbed this disciple and flew forward, extremely fast, obviously eager to confirm.
"Elder, this is it!"
This disciple was grabbed by Wu An in his hands, and he pointed to a pile of hay surrounded by several disciples not far away, and the hay had been removed, and a dry corpse could be seen inside.
Wu An landed here, let go of the disciple, leaned over and began to investigate, the clothes were indeed the clothes of the elders of the sect, and as he continued to look down, he saw a ring embroidered with dragon patterns on the ring finger of his right hand that was curled up.
As soon as he saw this ring, Wu An instantly looked sad, that's right, this dried corpse is the missing Elder Wu Xiang, and this ring is something he never leaves his body.
Looking at this dry corpse, when Wu An was infinitely sad, he was also terrified in his heart, this kind of death was exactly the same as the rumored death of being drained by Baichuan Nahai Dafa, could it be that Baichuan Nahai descendant appeared near here?
Wu An couldn't confirm that his cultivation was not enough to detect the situation of the corpse dantian, so he could only bring the corpse back to the sect and ask the sect master to check it out and determine the cause of death.
"Everyone closes the team, bring the body of the Elder Chuangong, and return to the sect!"