Lin Zhenjiang's true character can be described as a heart-wrenching sentence.

But when a man hears this kind of words, let alone a young man with strong blood, even if it is an old monster with a deep city government, he may not be able to suppress it, but this white-robed young man has exhausted his spiritual power in the previous fierce battle with the coffin boy, and now it is the time when the Zhou Tian circulation in his body is not connected, and it is a little unkind to ask him to fight against the lord of the Heavenly Mansion who is almost the same level as the coffin boy.

But Lin Zhenjiang's intentions couldn't be more obvious, and he made it clear that he would kill you while you were sick. It's just that others can't find any thorns in this matter, after all, it was Chang Xi's own bad luck, and he happened to bump into Lin Zhenjiang, who was feeling hot, and he couldn't complain about others.

The monks on the three blessed ships have different thoughts, the monks who wanted to put a hot face on the cold butt before were already some grass on both sides of the wall, and they all gloated, more people chose to watch coldly, only a few people cared about and sympathized with Chang Xi's current situation, but it was only a drop in the bucket, and they couldn't help but sigh that people's hearts were not ancient.

Xu Qingjian's heart was clear, and he looked down on these side methods, and his face was covered with frost, and he still chose to stand in front of Chang Xi and stand still, but it wasn't until Yao Chong came to signal that the man behind her could only make a choice between facing and admitting defeat, even if he was as bold as hers, he couldn't help frowning and making a decision.

"Xu Qing, thank you for helping me protect the Fa, I owe you a favor. ”

The woman shuddered when she heard this, turned around, and saw the man with a slightly vague breath slowly standing up, patting the dust, and smiling at her.

Xu Qing's brows tightened, and Shen Nian said, "Your injuries don't matter?"

Chang Xi looked at her clear eyes and laughed softly: "Actually, there are no major injuries, it's just a lack of spiritual power, and it's not a big problem." Thanks to you to help me protect the Fa, otherwise it would have been a bit of trouble. ”

Xu Qing nodded lightly and got out of the way, "You should be careful, Lin Zhenjiang is full of scheming cities, and he is not so easy to deal with." ”

Chang Xi nodded slightly, jumped off the fortune boat, pointed his toes on the surface of the lake, and paced unhurriedly towards Lin Zhenjiang, who had been waiting for a long time in the center of the lake. It seems that this kid is determined to use the past, so that he can take the opportunity to use this time to recover his spiritual power.

Lin Zhenjiang's feet on the surface of the lake suddenly sank, rooted his qi and his mighty spiritual power into the lake, and began to run, and the Taotao Lake was trampled out of the avalanche under his feet, and several dragons crossing the river rolled up behind him.

The Fu Boat was in an uproar, this Lin Mansion Master didn't give him a chance at all!

The power of the sect that only cultivates the body method without distractions can be seen everywhere, even if it is on the Kyushu continent, and most of the monks and sects are more eager and willing to cultivate the magic method that can attack from a distance.

The reason is very simple, standing far away is safe enough, especially in the face of body refining cultivators who are good at hand-to-hand combat, it has a unique advantage.

Regardless of whether you are a sword cultivator or a learned Five Elements Technique, hundreds of zhang or even a few miles away, you will smash it towards the body refining cultivator, and when the body refining monk can get close, it will almost go to half a life, if there is really no other way to go, who would want to be a meat stake that is difficult to cultivate and can only be beaten?

But Lin Zhenjiang obviously does not belong to the category of meat piles that are obediently beaten.

Lin Zhenjiang's figure was illusory in the waves, making people unable to figure out the truth or falsehood, until it was closer, the burly man's five fingers like a hook were into a fist, and he didn't care at all that there were three lucky boats docked behind Chang Xi, and when they met, they were smashed down with a punch of a million catties.

Chang Xi's sleeves were wantonly agitated by the fist gang, and the sword step under his feet stepped on Tiangang, like a dragonfly stepping backwards, and the domineering fist of the Lin Mansion Lord was castrated, and it hit the cabin of one of the lucky ships.

The deck of the lucky ship was shattered into tatters under the fist, the hull was shattered, and many monks on the deck had no choice but to rise into the air after avoiding the fist, and several beautiful and famous prostitutes on the deck were also carried in the air by the well-trained armor soldiers, so as not to die under the fist. The remaining two boats had learned from the past, and soon sailed a few miles away from the center of the lake.

The thunder arc surging under Chang Xi's feet, and the surface of the lake within a radius of several miles suddenly shone with thunder, Lin Zhenjiang inevitably stepped on the thunder arc, in addition to the slight paralysis of his body, the main thing was that the sluggish feeling of deceleration made him feel upset, but fortunately, using spiritual power to cleanse the meridians could effectively alleviate this situation.

Lin Zhenjiang approached Chang Xi's side several times, and his heavy fists fell one after another, Chang Xi staggered his hands to protect his head, and the dazzling sparks and the sound of gold and iron from the skin and flesh of the two sides made the monks watching the battle in mid-air wonder.

These two guys or individuals?

The fist fell on Chang Xi's arms, but it hurt in Lin Zhenjiang's heart, God knows how the pair of arm bones could be so outrageous.

He didn't plan to give Chang Xi a chance to ventilate and go upstairs again, so he deceived Chang Xi's defensive angle with two false moves, and slammed two punches in his chest. But who knew that Chang Xi did not dodge or dodge, and let Lin Zhenjiang's domineering fist crash on the shore in front of his chest, and his clothes were in tatters, just when Lin Zhenjiang had a warning in his heart, he found that his fists seemed to be stuck in the quagmire and could not extricate himself, and the lake water under the feet of the two burst out with endless ice flower sword qi like a butterfly dance, strangling Lin Zhenjiang into it.

After several moments of life and death, Lin Zhen made a decision in an instant, not only did he break free from the viscous swamp-like whirlpool of qi, but with the help of his strength, hundreds of fierce fists fell on Chang Xi's chest, dense as a torrential rain beating drumbeat.

It stands to reason that the young man who should have died a long time ago finally dispersed the viscous qi in his chest after fully accepting those thunderous fist and palm killing moves, and in order to avoid the deceitful Lin Zhenjiang took the opportunity to distance himself, he was a little suspicious at the moment when he was known for his hand-to-hand combat in the Luo Yu Mountain region.

The ragged man was surprisingly unharmed.

Lin Zhenjiang hung down his sleeves, his fists were hidden in the black shadows and trembled, obviously he suffered a lot of stuffiness in the fight, his eyes were gloomy, he really couldn't figure it out, this guy obviously had a lot of spiritual power in his body, and it stands to reason that he couldn't hold up the onslaught that he didn't put a little water, and there were only some red and purple fist marks on his strong chest, and the strength of a million catties didn't hurt the inside, how could this be?

Under the sunlight, Chang Xi's exposed elite upper body attracted the attention of many female cultivators, and his skin showed a solemn light glazed color, Lin Zhenjiang was well versed in various body refining methods, and he had a faint impression of this kind of glass-colored body refining method after successful cultivation, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Just as he was thinking hard about countermeasures, he saw Chang Xi throw the other black sword at his waist at Xu Qing, who was in mid-air, to catch it, pick up a clothing belt floating on the surface of the lake and tie it tightly around his waist, so as to ensure that he would not be honest with the dozens of female cultivators in the sky later.

Chang Xi twisted his arms, shoulders and elbows, and smiled at Lin Zhenjiang, who was staring at the guarded opposite.

"Lord Lin, the courtesy is still exchanged, are you ready to be beaten?"