Chapter Ninety-One: The Hunt
Under the moonlight, the snow-covered mountain forest is silvery white.
A vague figure, sometimes gliding over the treetops, sometimes across the snow.
The cold wind cut the face, and the sound of the wind whistled past the ears. Bian Zhenduo's light skills have been exerted to the extreme.
His right arm hung down at his side, swinging unobediently, and bursts of pain struck, Bian Zhenduo gritted his teeth and endured it. This arm has been broken by bone meridians, and if it is not treated in time, I am afraid that it will be over. He didn't care much, gritted his teeth and tied his right arm around his waist with his sleeve, and ran forward with all his might!
Right now, there's just flight, escape, escape—
Do your best to escape for your life!
His own powerful blow was still inferior to the power of the young man's punch, and he was also stripped of an arm. Compared with the elders of the Tianlong Sect, he may not be good, but he has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and he can be regarded as a top master. Today's inexplicable battle can be described as a complete defeat!
Where did this young man come from, it would be so terrible!
When Bian Zhenduo broke through the wall, he knew that it was not good. Before he could land, he suppressed the gushing qi and blood, and didn't care about the Lu Shu in the house, so he fled outside the market with all his might.
After a while, five or six miles of road was left behind, Bian Zhenduo's heart slowed down a little, but he was tight, and he hurriedly looked back.
There was no chasing figure behind him, but the irrepressible palpitations became thicker.
It was as if there were a pair of eyes behind him, staring at him tightly.
......
Lin Yi found Bian Zhenduo again.
After killing Lu Shu, he suddenly realized that the figure of Bian Zhenduo in his divine consciousness was gone. That is, the person was at least a mile away. This Bian gang leader is worthy of being a master, and with three points of strength, the rammed walls were smashed out of a hole, and this person could still take advantage of the situation to escape.
You must know that life and death fight, when lions and elephants fight rabbits, all with all their strength. Since Lin Yi came out of the mountain, he has been accustomed to forbearance, and he has also been accustomed to keeping strength in his hands when he shoots. In the past, the people I met were also vulnerable. Tonight, this Bian Zhenduo is not an ordinary person, and it can be seen that he can escape from his men.
Lin Yi said secretly, he was still careless.
Bian Zhenduo left the bazaar and headed southeast. In the short time that Lu Shu delayed, this person fled without a trace, which shows his light skill. If you don't catch up, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up again.
Lin Yi's wind control technique was unleashed to his heart's content, and under the moonlight, a wisp of wind went straight to the southeast.
Running out of more than five miles in one breath, Lin Yi finally found Bian Zhenduo's figure in his full unfolded consciousness, and in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared again. It's just that the direction of the disappearing figure is no longer southeast, but due south.
Lin Yi kept chasing after him. Gradually, Bian Zhenduo's figure reappeared in his consciousness.
......
Bian Zhenduo ran with all his might, his sideburns oozed sweat, and he was blown away by the cold wind in an instant. His arm was wasted, his internal organs were also shaken, and he didn't dare to relax in one breath, and he rushed down for more than twenty miles, and he only felt that his chest was about to explode. And the palpitating persecution behind him is getting closer and closer.
......
In the past three years, Lin Yi has never done his best to gallop like this. The aura flowed smoothly in the body, and a faint and imperceptible light enveloped the whole body, and the figure in the rush was unaffordable, and the dust was not shocked.
At this time, Lin Yi did not have the flamboyance when he used to perform the wind control technique, but he had a kind of elegance that did not stick to smoke and dust.
......
The distance between Lin Yi and Bian Zhenduo was slowly narrowing.
The other party ran wildly on the snow without a trace, every step was five or six zhang away, his feet did not touch the ground, and his light skills were very clever, compared with Mu Tiancheng's Dragon Nine Changes, it was only slightly inferior. No wonder I let myself chase all the way, and I ran twenty or thirty miles before I could catch up.
A small valley appeared in front of it, and there was a lonely farm......
Bian Zhenduo didn't dare to slack off, and a long whistle broke through the night sky.
The whistling sound alarmed the village courtyard in the night, and suddenly the lights flickered and the figures swayed.
Looking back, Bian Zhenduo saw that not far behind him, and the vaguely seen figure was like a charm, following closely. He knew he couldn't run away, but fortunately he ran all the way to the place in front of him.
When he came to the high wall of the village, his body was vertical and passed over the wall......
Lin Yi, who chased to the front, his eyes flashed, his arm was lightly raised, the long sword was in his hand, and his figure floated, followed closely behind, and gently landed on the courtyard wall......
Within the courtyard walls, several lanterns illuminate the courtyard. More than 20 people held weapons and protected Bian Zhenduo in the room.
Relaxing in one breath, Bian Zhenduo couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out......
Who injured the old gang leader of the Canghai Gang?
The sudden appearance of a figure on the wall made everyone busy again.
Breaking free of the support left and right, Bian Zhenduo took a deep breath, slowly stood firm, raised his knife-like cheeks, his tone was full of vicissitudes, and said in a deep voice: "I think the old man has lived in vain for decades, but I don't know that there are peerless masters in the recklessness." I can only blame me for Bian's lack of eyes. However, it is easy to resolve and difficult to settle. Brother Lin chased after him all the way, could it be that he really wanted to get rid of Bian and then hurry up? You and I don't have a deep hatred, so why should we be so aggressive?"
Bian Zhangmen helped the crowd around him, heard the words, and looked up at the people on the wall.
In the moonlight, this person's appearance is clear and recognizable, and his figure is also straight, but he looks thin, but he is young, but he looks sixteen or seventeen years old.
Is this person who injured Bian Zhangmen, and chased him all the way here?
Listening to the meaning of the words of the Bian gang leader, it seems that he is very jealous of this person. Everyone was puzzled in their hearts, and they looked at each other
Standing on the high wall, Lin Yi put his hands behind his back, and the long sword flashed cold light from behind him. He lowered his head and squinted, sneered with his head up, and said, "You and I have no hatred, but you are plotting against me behind your back. Trying to harm me by the hands of others. If I am besieged and killed by the elders of the Heavenly Dragon Sect tomorrow, who should I talk to to reason?"
Looking at the courtyard in front of him condescendingly, Lin Yi continued: "It's you who are aggressive, not me, you know better than me the truth of eliminating evil." Hmph!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help the anger in his heart, Lin Yi snorted coldly: "Even if I am besieged and killed by the elders of the Tianlong Sect tomorrow, do you really think that they can kill me?
Seeing people being polite for three points, never provoking right and wrong, always cautious, even so, he was bullied to the head three times and twice, tonight, Lin Yi came with a murderous opportunity!
In the rivers and lakes, but outside the rivers and lakes. Everything in the rivers and lakes has nothing to do with Lin Yi, he just wants to take the opportunity to travel far away, and he has been forbearance for this. But forbearance doesn't mean that a person has no blood! Since the Canghai Gang is doing this, he doesn't need to deliberately hide his strength.
"Hmph, don't blame me for bullying you too much! When you are young, you don't know the height of the sky, you are so arrogant and don't know how to forbear, even if you are skilled, it is difficult to become a great weapon!" Lin Yi's words were like a slap in the face, which made Bian Zhenduo's old face red, and he couldn't help but rely on the old man to sell the old.
He couldn't even care about the face and reputation of the Canghai Gang for the time being, but he didn't want to be an enemy of this unfathomable young man. Whoever wants the other party to press forward step by step, leaving no room for maneuver at all, this is clearly the behavior of a young and vigorous person who does not understand the world. And he has more than 20 subordinates, all of whom are first-class masters in the rivers and lakes. As the saying goes, a good man is hard to defeat with four hands, and the evil tiger is afraid of wolves. Who will have the last laugh, it is not yet known!
Bian Zhenduo was ashamed and angry, and he couldn't care about it anymore. With a wave of his hand, more than 20 men formed a circle on the inside and outside. All of a sudden, the swords in the courtyard were full of murderous spirit.
Lin raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Hehe! I don't know how to forbear? When I can't bear it, I always endure it again and again." What a joke to let you wait for you to unscrupulously calculate me behind your back!"
The long sword behind his back flipped over, pointing obliquely at the people below, Lin Yi's arm shook, and the sword body exploded with a "buzz", bursting out with dazzling light, and he was uncertain. He lifted his feet lightly, stepped out of thin air, one step, two steps, and reached the top of everyone's heads.
Ignoring the horror of the people below, Lin Yi's voice was clear, and he slowly said to himself: "I don't know how high this day is, and I don't know how thick the ground is. I only know that more people may not necessarily bully fewer people!"
Looking at Lin Yi standing in the air in disbelief, staring at the sword that swallowed the silver moonlight, Bian Zhenduo, who was extremely surprised, had no blood on his face, and swallowed hard, he took two steps back, stammered and pointed at the other party, and blurted out: "You...... You're not cultivating martial arts!"
Hearing this, Lin Yi's expression changed, and he didn't hide it anymore, and the momentum around him exploded instantly, and the fierce killing machine forced everyone present. Everyone in the audience only felt that their hearts were sinking, and the burden of Wanjun was pressed down in an instant, their legs and feet couldn't stop trembling, and they each tried their best to support it.
"You say, what kind of Tao am I cultivating?" Lin asked expressionlessly, and he took a light step down and stepped towards Bian Zhenduo.
A supreme pressure came to him, Bian Zhenduo felt bitter in his heart, he didn't dare to say, but he didn't dare not say: "Can you ......" He himself was fine, but there were people around him who couldn't support it, and "Puff" knelt on the ground.
The aura in Lin Yi's body is a world of its own, and the aura runs with the divine consciousness to lock on to everyone, and the surroundings around him are controlled by him. It is like a man falling into water, and the master of this water is the one who cannot kill you directly with water, but can make you controlled by water, and cannot control yourself. In the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of power is called spiritual pressure, and it is also a burst of power embodied by the monk's cultivation.
As soon as Lin Yi retracted his momentum, everyone was light, but they were panicked and looked around.
"You say—" Lin Yi fell lightly from mid-air, and everyone hurriedly flashed to both sides, surrounding him and Bian Gang Leader.
As soon as Bian Zhangmen's eyes closed, he understood everything in his heart! He let out a long breath, and only after half a sound did he slowly open his eyes, his fighting spirit was completely lost, and his tone was full of panic, and he said: "You are cultivating the ...... of the Immortal Dao!"
Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Lin Yi's eyebrows were raised, and four small flags suddenly appeared in his hands. He threw it casually, and the small flag was divided into four places, and it was hidden when it entered the ground, which happened to enclose the crowd in the field.
A whirlwind rose from the ground, and everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the manor courtyard wall, trees and snow around them were gone, leaving only a vast white world, with no edge in sight.
The sword was gone, the long sword was on the ground, Lin Yi stared at Bian Zhenduo and asked coldly, "What else do you know ......?"