Chapter Ninety-Eight: The First and Fifteenth of the First Month

The next thing basically has nothing to do with Lin He and the others. What they could do, in addition to restraining the seekers of the second mountain of the 100,000 Immortal Pavilion, was to look for an opportunity to see if they could be destroyed.

It doesn't matter if you can't do it, the one who is in a hurry should not be them, but the other party!

"It's all that kid who made the hell, and everything was his plan. Even if we die, we will pull him on our backs!"

Someone in the 100,000 Immortal Pavilion pointed at Lin He and said, he was calling for a joint attack to kill Lin He, the "culprit", first.

His call was quickly responded to by everyone, the defeat of the 100,000 Immortal Pavilion was decided, their fate would definitely not be optimistic, now there is a chance to solve Lin He, a kid who has a "bad move", why not do it?

They wanted to move the Lin River, but of course the people on this side of the Lin River did not agree, and they dragged these people to prevent them from approaching the Lin River.

Let's deal with them first!

Lin He's mind moved, and a thunderbolt struck. Because the speed of this thunder and lightning was too fast and the incident happened suddenly, the seeker of the second mountain of the 100,000 Immortal Pavilion was struck by the lightning without reacting, and followed in the footsteps of masculinity. Of course, the disciples of the Liuxian Sect who were entangled with him would not let go of such a good opportunity, and his subordinates were ruthless and cleanly ended up with him.

"It's ...... The means of the apocryt. ”

After Lin He's methods were seen by the people of the 100,000 Immortal Pavilion, they couldn't help but think that the reason why they didn't contact the Thunder Dao was because they knew too little and had limited vision.

Not only did they think so, but even the cultivators even thought that Lin He was using the methods of the cultivators, after all, the particularity of the cultivators allowed them to simulate the means of any Dao.

It's just that this thunder and lightning is a bit outrageously strong, and it doesn't make sense at all!

If it is placed on other people, these people must have an idea of finding out, but if it is placed on Lin He, it is still okay to reluctantly accept it. After all, from the beginning of the battle to the present, Lin He has given people too many "surprises", which has made everyone's nerves a little numb.

Lin He's shots were all targeted, he didn't attack at the second mountain and nine zhang, and the objects he selected were all those seven or eight zhang, and he was very sure that he would be able to succeed.

Things were going very well, and every thunderbolt of Lin River would surely hit a 100,000 Immortal Pavilion seeker. He was like a thunderbolt king, and he didn't move a single step the whole time.

In just a dozen breaths, with the cooperation of Lin He and the people of the Liuxian Sect, more than a dozen enemies fell permanently in this deep mountain.

At this point, Lin He finally felt a little tired, and the speed at which he condensed the power of thunder and lightning also decreased.

This is completely expected, after all, the attack power of each thunderbolt is obvious to all, if Lin He doesn't feel tired, then the thunder path will be too rebellious!

It just so happened that he didn't need to make a move next, and with more than a dozen enemies from the second mountain going to Huangquan Road, Lin He's advantage was already big enough to crush them. There was no suspense in the next battle, less than a quarter of an hour passed, and the Liuxian Sect exterminated the enemy after paying the price of a few minor injuries!

At this time, on the great battlefield between the two sides, the battle had escalated to the height of the fourth mountain. Lin He's plan succeeded, and under the snowball rolling, not a single 100,000 Immortal Pavilion seeker escaped, and all the people below the Fourth Mountain were wiped out!

The path of the seeker is a mountain and a sky, and the more you go to the back, the greater the gap in strength. The third mountain and the fourth mountain are a watershed, and the gap in strength is even greater. Otherwise, at the beginning of the battle, Bai Jian and Han Feng would not have easily killed dozens of enemies of the Third Mountain as soon as they made a move.

And in the battle between the fourth mountain, even the powerhouse of the ninth mountain of the third mountain could not directly participate. Harassing from the sidelines doesn't do much at all. Moreover, if someone from the Fourth Mountain gets annoyed, he can easily take the lives of those who are like flies to him with a wave of his hand.

The battle below the Fourth Mountain Liuxian Sect had achieved a complete victory, and the people of the Third Mountain who were idle did not want to continue to follow the previous practice, but after paying the price of three dead and two wounded, they decisively gave up this idea.

At a certain level, the gap in strength cannot be made up by quantity at all!

This was something Lin He didn't expect, and he couldn't appreciate that height after all if he didn't reach that realm.

Looking at the battle between the two sides, Lin He knew that he might not be able to decide the outcome at all for a while. Moreover, the final decider of this battle with the 100,000 Immortal Pavilion is not here, nor those powerhouses at the fifth mountain level in Mid-Autumn, but the two who fought in the distance!

In order not to affect them at the bottom, Bai Jian and Yun Zhongtian had already flown out a considerable distance. But the silence between the two was too great, and the power of the explosion between the gestures could still be seen clearly from such a distance. Mountain after hill collapsed, deep forest after forest was destroyed, the scene was terrifying!

As if sensing the changes in Lin He and them here, Yun Zhongtian temporarily stopped fighting, and a few dodges appeared here.

His presence caused both warring sides to pause for a moment and watch his every move.

He scanned the battlefield with cold eyes, and found that the 100,000 Immortal Pavilion seekers under the fourth mountain had all been killed, and his face turned pale. Especially seeing the masculine lying there like a dead man without any fighting intentions, it made him furious!

In addition to having the identity of a deputy pavilion master, Yun Zhongtian also has another title - King Jin! The way he entered is also the way of gold, and the little king of gold Yang Gang is his next generation descendant!

"What's going on?" Yun Zhongtian asked in a cold voice.

Immediately, someone said the reason, and finally pointed to Lin He.

"Look for death!"

Yun Zhongtian's finger pointed, and a very thin metallic thing flew out at a speed faster than lightning, pointing directly at Lin He.

Escape!

When Lin He saw Yun Zhongtian make a move, he immediately understood in his heart that he didn't even think about taking this attack, he would die if he touched it. His only thought was to run, run away!

Can't escape!

The speed of that attack was so fast, Lin He's body couldn't react at all!

Bang......

A long sword appeared at the right time, casually shattering the attack, and the figure of the white sword appeared.

"Do you want to be shameless?" said Bai Jian sarcastically. He turned his head and glanced at Lin He, "The little guy is doing a good job! It's just that one thing is not refreshing enough, and the grass must be eradicated!"

As he spoke, a sword aura emanated from him, and instantly came to the front of the masculine and cut him in half!

"Since you've done the first year of junior high school, it seems reasonable for me to do fifteen. ”

"You ......"

The face of the weather in the clouds turned white, you must know that it is too slow for a seeker of the golden path to appear! Finally, one appeared, and it was also his junior, and now he was killed by the white sword with a sword, and the anger in his heart can be imagined!

"Death to me!"