Lin Tianfan and Ling Ziyang walked on the streets at night, and there were still many vendors at this time, hanging lanterns doing business, and the flow of people enjoying the prosperity of the imperial capital.

The mountain peaks that reached into the clouds in the distance were surrounded by three white stars, and according to Ling Ziyang, when those three stars expanded their position, the tide of all beasts was about to begin.

At night, the temperature is much lower, and the crowd does not go out often, so two or three friends sit at the window and watch the lights on the street. I ordered a cup of hot soju, and took a sip of hot alcohol flowing down my throat into my body, singing about the wine.

Asking the blue sky and catching the bright moon is really happy.

Under Ling Ziyang's guidance, the two hid their whereabouts and came to a relatively remote place. The larger the family, the more aware of their location, and if they stayed in a crowded place, the whole mansion could only be heard at the end of the day.

Before the two of them had time, they thought of a way to enter the Zhao family without knowing it. I saw a black shadow appear on the wall, and the sword in Zhao Ping's hand was facing them.

"Quite alert. Lin Tianfan smiled and clapped his palms.

Ling Ziyang stared at Zhao Ping on the high wall, as if his eyes would bring Zhao Ping to life.

"Look at me and don't either, this is the Zhao family, if I say a word, you will be captured alive. Zhao Ping said tepidly.

"Then your conscience has been discovered?" Lin Tianfan looked at her with a sneer and said some nonsense.

"I'm here to find the one next to you. Zhao Ping paused and withdrew his sword, "Ling Ziyang, do you think I am very similar to you." ”

Burst.

This is ridiculous Lin Tianfan, even if it is to ask for peace, there is no need to say this, what is it like you and him, Lin Tianfan wondered if he was hallucinating.

"Except that they are all men, where are you like?"

"Ling Ziyang, don't you really remember the resonance in our blood when we first met?" Zhao Ping said.

"I just want to kill you!"

Ling Ziyang's wrist exerted force, and the blood queen left the scabbard, and a flash of white light illuminated the square inch of land.

Lin Tianfan frowned unconsciously, Zhao Ping's words made him start to doubt everything.

I saw Ling Ziyang's face like a fierce god, and the blood concubine rotated between his wrists, and after a while, a cold cold air floated out from the tip of the sword.

Like a handsome man, the blood queen has broken through the bamboo and rushed towards Zhao Ping. The figures of the two faced each other, and Zhao Ping's long sword exuded a faint green light.

They hit the eaves from the wall to the nearby roofs, and the faint green spiritual power stepped on the tiles, causing the sleeping people in the green tiles to be frightened, and they all took their clothes and went out to take a look.

At the moment of the fierce battle between the two, the continuous white and green light surged on themselves, and the two long swords kept clashing, and their strength was comparable.

As the scale of the battle between the two grew, the crowd of people who provoked more and more people to wait and see, and both of them also kept their hole cards and did not use all their strength.

A man's figure appeared in the sky above the direction of the Ling family, and he squatted in the clouds to watch the two people who were fighting fiercely. Finally, he locked his gaze on the white light, and a thin silver needle appeared with a light twist of his wrist, and with a slight push between his fingers, the silver needle flew away with the help of spiritual power.

Layers of frost formed in the air, and finally formed an ice cube the size of a finger, rolling up a cold snow and approaching Ling Ziyang.

Lin Tianfan squatted in the crowd, and his spirit keenly sensed something. Almost the moment Bingling appeared, the Tongtian Sword immediately appeared in his hand, and Lin Tian jumped in mid-air, and the fiery red spiritual power enveloped his whole body.

Bingling was on top of the sword, and the spiritual power attached to it kept spinning, giving it infinite thrust.

The person who shot was very vicious, and eighty percent of the spiritual power was blessed on the small ice cube. If it touches the physical body, the spiritual power in it will definitely form a huge cyclone, impacting its own spiritual veins.

With Lin Tianfan's Xuanying level cultivation, he really couldn't cope with it, so he could only slow down the speed of the ice cube a little.

Ling Ziyang also discovered the existence of Bingling and was worried about Lin Tianfan, but Zhao Ping pressed forward step by step, so after losing his mind two or three times, Zhao Ping took the opportunity to wave the long sword and slash it across his arm.

Ling Ziyang came back to his senses in pain, his fingertips were lightly scratched on the blood Ji, the blood droplets were suspended in the air, and the blood Ji sucked the blood as if she were spiritual. A protrusion appeared on the silver-white sword, and dark red blood flowed through it.

Ling Ziyang let go of the hilt of his sword, and the blood queen turned into a streamer to fight with Zhao Ping.

Between the changes, layers of electric sparks were drawn on the two long swords, and Zhao Ping was angry, "Ling Ziyang, you said that you would have a good fight with me, you will come back for me!"

The passers-by on the ground were all stunned, first by the sudden ice ling, and then by the amazement of Lin Tianfan's strength. At such a distance from the ice cubes in mid-air, passers-by who stayed on the ground felt a deep chill as the ice cubes flew by.

It can be seen how domineering this Bingling is, and now Lin Tianfan is only controlling Bingling with a golden sword. And the people with cultivation in the crowd were even attracted by the golden sword in their hands, at that time, they could see with their own eyes that Lin Tianfan's golden sword appeared in his hands out of thin air, and the sharp-eyed people could see at a glance that this matter was a holy order spiritual weapon.

You must know that it is not easy to have a heaven-level spiritual weapon, except for the four major families in Qingping, no one uses a heaven-level spiritual weapon, and even many cultivators don't even have a spiritual weapon.

As for the Holy Order, they all existed in ancient books and legends, they had never seen it, and this time Lin Tianfan's identity was full of fog.

The people who can have a holy level spiritual weapon at such an age are definitely not small sects and small sects, the most likely ones are those people in the ancient families that occupy the center of the continent, everyone guessed this thought, and those ghost ideas in their hearts were also suppressed.

The person who applied the needle before was also surprised, and his voice was familiar, "Who is this son?"

At this time, a voice came from the clouds, responding to the question, "It's someone you can't afford to mess with." ”

The voice was flat and endless, but the person who applied the needle felt infinite pressure, and even a cold chill appeared on his forehead, he turned his head in shock, revealing the appearance of Ling Ziyang's father, Ling Feng.

There was a dark shadow behind Ling Feng, and a man was hiding under a black cloak, his whole body covered in black smoke.

"Are you?" Ling Feng asked respectfully.

"It doesn't matter who I am, as long as you remember that if Lin Tianfan dies here, then the name Qingping will definitely not appear on this continent, believe it or not. The man's voice floated out of the swirling black smoke.

The man raised a hand, slender but without a trace of flesh and blood between his fingers, the skin tightly wrapped the white bones inside, and a black jade plaque in the palm of his hand.

The man didn't care about throwing it into Ling Feng's hand, and suddenly a night wind blew, the clouds were blown away by the wind, and the night was also affected, and the light of the cloak was illuminated by the moonlight in the faint black smoke, revealing a miserable white chin, and even the lips were bloodless gray.

The man's random black smoke was blown away by the night wind, new clouds were blown over, and calm was restored in mid-air, only the rapid and chaotic heartbeat of Ling Feng's heart.

Just as passers-by were looking at the situation in mid-air, Ling Feng suddenly appeared in front of everyone, he didn't say much, his hands exerted his spiritual power, and Bingling was wrapped in it.

Finally, with the blessing of Ling Feng's spiritual power, the ice cube gradually melted, revealing the silver needle inside.

Finally, with a wave of his big hand, he tucked it into his sleeve, and his voice was loud: "Everyone, tonight is just a discussion between my son and the young master of the Zhao family. If anyone's house is destroyed, you can come to my Ling family tomorrow to compensate, and I hope you will bear with me. ”

As soon as he said this, it seemed that he was full of arrogance and sympathy for the people.

Since Ling Feng said so, Ling Ziyang and Zhao Ping naturally wouldn't fight any more. After everyone retreated, Ling Feng walked up to Lin Tianfan, and his words showed respect, "Little Brother Lin, are you injured?"

Lin Tianfan was quite puzzled by Ling Feng's approach, but he didn't put it on his face, full of smiles, "Where and where, just a Xiaoice block can't hurt me, the most important thing is to find out who did this." ”

"Naturally, I'm going to be scrutinized. Ling Feng was like an elder who cared about his juniors, and his voice was kind and kind.

It's just that a faint silver light was inadvertently revealed on the fingers of his right hand in the sleeve, which attracted Lin Tianfan's attention, and the silver thread as thin as a hair was wrapped around the phalanges.

Lin Tianfan was silent in his eyes, and after such a scene, the noisy streets were also a lot deserted, after all, it was midnight.

......

Somewhere, under a high mountain that reached the sky, there were three middle-aged men, from left to right, Zhao Wouji, the lord of the country, Sun Wu, and Ling Feng, who had just arrived.

"Why are you reluctant to raise your son for more than ten years?" Zao Wou-Ki said with a sinister smile.

And Ling Feng didn't pay attention to it, just thought about it for a while, "How about you guys Lin Tianfan?"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them looked at each other, and Sun Wu took the lead in speaking: "You mean his golden sword? Maybe it's just where he got the inheritance, a few decades ago on that continent, wasn't there anyone who entered from me, he also accidentally got a certain holy level spiritual weapon, and finally died there?"

"But no, how much ability comes with how much danger you carry, do you still want to pay attention to that sword?" At this time, the three of them were like a gathering of old friends, discussing problems with each other.

Ling Feng sorted out his words, repeated the experience just now, and finally took out the swarthy jade plaque.

Sun Wu took the jade card incredibly, and his voice trembled a little: "You mean, Lin Tianfan is from that place, but how could he appear here!"

Even Zao Wou-Ki on the side had a solemn face, put his fingers on his chin and fell into thought, "So as long as you don't hurt that kid, the tide of beasts and beasts is coming, and you don't have the energy to focus on other miscellaneous things." ”

Sun Wu then moonlight saw the distorted font on the jade plaque clearly, the corners of his mouth moved, and he read out: "Ghost, Ghost Palace?!"

Just as the three of them were thinking about what the Ghost Hall was, the dark jade plaque turned into black sand and fell to the ground, and a small skull appeared in Sun Wu's hand.

The eye socket that should have been empty came out with two faint green lights, and then the two green lights left the skull, forming a pale white ghost in the air.

The ghost man in the white light was facing the green light, opening his jaws and biting in front of Sun Wu.

I saw a white light like the same as Sun Wu's body, and the ghost man was closing the corners of his mouth and tearing hard.

Sun Wu was shocked: "It's devouring my divine soul!"

Ling Feng and Zhao Wuji were also startled, and they all used their spiritual power, and they hit it hard, and the green light in the eyes of the ghost man who had been busy for a while slowly dissipated, and finally regained their calm, only the skull was lying on the ground.

Fortunately, Sun Wu reacted in time just now, plus among the three of them, he had the highest cultivation, and his divine soul was not as strong as the other two, otherwise with the speed of that ghost just now, I am afraid that his divine soul would be eaten by him in the blink of an eye.

The three of them looked at the black dust on the ground in panic, and their heads were shiny by the moonlight.