"Bang!"

A bloody corpse suddenly flew out and smashed into the mountain gate of Tiandu Temple.

It is the good weather with the wind and the sun, and there is an endless stream of good men and women who come to Tiandu to watch the incense and worship in the morning, and in an instant, the screams are everywhere, and the inside and outside of the mountain gate are chaotic into a pot of porridge.

The noble ladies who were usually pampered screamed hysterically and collapsed to the ground, and the bolder ones also ran out like a desperate person, and the poor Taoist priests who were all in the sky were so frightened and angry that they were sweating profusely.

Which bastard is so daring that he dares to make trouble in front of the Tiandu Temple?

When he saw clearly who the corpse that was thrown in was, the Taoist priest who had been watching for several days was suddenly stunned.

At this time, they saw a young man dressed in white like snow walking with steady steps, facing the surging flow of people and stepping into the mountain gate.

"Stop!" A young Zhike Taoist priest reacted first, drew his sword and stepped forward, "You killed Uncle Duyuan?"

The young man in white stopped, ignoring the bright fairy sword in front of him, and said indifferently: "Tell Tianchi Zhenren, just say that the Northern Wilderness Forest Yin is visiting." ”

"Lin Yin?" the young Zhike Taoist priest was stunned, this name was as unfamiliar as the person opposite, and he had never heard of it.

As he spoke, the other three Zhike Taoist priests also drew their swords and surrounded them, shouting angrily: "You dare to kill the real people of this sect, leave without permission!"

"I didn't plan to leave in the first place," Lin Yin gently removed the sword in the hand of the young Zhike Taoist priest and said, "Let Tianchi Zhenren come out and speak." ”

A tall Taoist priest laughed angrily and said, "My family is the master, how can you say that you can see it? Little thief, don't you hurry up and arrest it!"

Hearing this, several other Zhike Taoist priests scolded him and swung their swords at Lin Yin, intending to capture him alive.

"Bang bang!" As the rabbit fell, four Zhike Taoist priests flew out one after another, and fell to the ground on their backs.

Lin Yin didn't look at it, and continued to walk towards the view.

"Bold thief, look at the sword!"

In the midst of the angry shouts, a middle-aged Taoist priest flew with his sword, and the sword blade was phantomily a little cold and shrouded Lin Yin's chest.

Lin Yin walked non-stop, and walked forward to meet the attacking sword blade.

Seeing that the fairy sword stabbed into his chest, all the changes were exhausted, and the dagger was condensed into a beam of fine light, Lin Yin suddenly raised his palm and patted it.

"Hum-" The fairy sword screamed and flew away, and the middle-aged Taoist priest's figure couldn't help but crash into Lin Yin's arms.

"Hmm-" Lin Yin's palm sank with the trend, dragging and sending it to the middle-aged Taoist priest's waist and eyes, and his body of more than 100 catties flew up in the air, dancing and falling out of more than ten feet.

"Catch this troublesome thief!" More than a dozen Tiandu Daoist priests rushed to hear the sound, pouring out from the alleys on both sides of the main hall, and the sword light Huo Huo killed Lin Yin.

"Sneer......" Lin Yin flicked his sleeve and photographed the fairy sword that fell from the air, like an arm that made his fingers move freely, and he walked along the way without delay.

The blade of the sword hit the banana like rain, stabbing the wrists of the swords, and the Taoist priests shouted loudly that the fairy sword fell down.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yi had come to the bottom of the white jade steps in front of the main hall.

He raised his eyes and looked at the golden hall plaque high above, and the word "Respect for Heaven" was written on it, which was the handwriting of the contemporary Taoist saint Tianmiao.

"Bang, bang!" Like a long eye in the back of his head, he kicked away two more Taoist priests who didn't want to pounce on him with his life, and Lin Yin raised his feet and stepped up the white jade steps.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" a burly middle-aged Taoist priest stepped out of the Jingtian Hall, chanting in a deep voice, his right fist condensed like a mang, and thunder rolled towards Lin Yin's chest.

Lin Yin kept stepping on the top floor of the jade steps, and slashed out with his backhand and left palm.

"Poof!" suddenly there was a crisp pop in the air as if something had been punctured.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face flashed with blood, his feet were unstable, he stepped back four steps in a row, and was forced to return to the main hall.

"Uncle Du Brewing!" The more than a dozen Taoist priests under His Royal Highness were all shocked when they saw this, and subconsciously stopped chasing Lin Yin's footsteps.

This burly middle-aged Taoist priest is the hall master of the Jingtian Palace, although he is not one of the twenty-eight heavenly Taoist sects, but he is also regarded as a strong person in the Tiandu Temple, and his cultivation is still above the dead Du Yuan Zhenren.

However, Fang Cai and Lin Yin fought hard with a solid fist, and they even took four steps back before they could stand still, and the skills of both sides were staggering at a glance.

Du Zhenren's cheeks were hot, and he felt a great loss of face, so he took a deep breath and urged Yun Zhengang to pour his right fist, and shouted: "Little thief, take another punch from the poor road!"

"Woo-" A punch was struck, and clusters of red light exploded in the void with a crackling sound, and the fist blade quickly transformed into a burning fireball and smashed towards Lin Yin.

With this "Great Blazing Fist", he used ninety percent of his strength, so he didn't believe that he couldn't hurt Lin Yin and vomit blood!

Lin Yin didn't dodge, dodge, or say a word, and took a step forward to meet the fist, still splitting out with one palm.

"Bang!" An earth-shattering roar rang out in the hall, hundreds of candles were extinguished, and the offerings on the table trembled.

This time, Du Zhenren stumbled and retreated eight steps in a row, and the bricks under his feet shattered inch by inch!

His right fist was red and swollen, like a fermented blood steamed bun, and it was still sneering with thick smoke.

Looking at Lin Yin's figure again, he only flickered slightly, and then continued to walk into the main hall and said: "The Northern Wilderness Lin Yin is visiting, where is the real person in Tianchi?"

His voice was not high, and it was instantly transmitted throughout the entire Tiandu Temple through his mellow power.

Only then did Du Zhenren breathe a sigh of relief, and he jumped like thunder and said: "Angry and poor!"

It's no wonder he's annoyed, this battle is too bad.

The two sides fought each other, and Du Zhenren had already realized that although Lin Yin's skill was strong, it could never be above him. The reason why he suffered losses again and again was because the strength of this dragon boy's palm was extremely tricky, and every time he could criticize and slash down on the most powerful point of the Great Blazing Fist.

The so-called breaking its point and breaking its whole line, Du Brewing Real People have a feeling of picking up their fists and smashing embroidery needles. Obviously, he can smash the embroidery needle with one punch, but he always his hand with the tip of the needle.

"You're not a palm technique, it's a sword technique!"

He suddenly realized and shouted, "If you want to see the Lord, you must first win the poor road!"

"Woo woo woo-" He seemed to have launched a frenzy, regardless of the third time rushing towards Lin Yin, his punch was like the wind, and the shadow of the fist flew all over the sky, bursting out with clusters of red fireworks pouring out.

Lin Yin frowned, he never liked to fight with people, but this Du Zhen Zhenren had commendable courage in repeated defeats.

Standing in front of the golden statue of Yuan Shi Tianzun, he turned his wrist and swung the snatched fairy sword forward, which seemed to be extremely casual, and the sword flashed and broke the shadow of the Gangfeng fist imminently!

Du Zhenren was shocked, he was just strong and hot-tempered, but he was really a madman who didn't want to die.

Seeing that Lin Yin's immortal sword calmly swayed and cracked his stormy fist, he couldn't help but be angry and frustrated, and slammed his fists together and smashed towards the sword, leaning back to avoid the attack of sword qi.

"Smack!" The fairy sword couldn't withstand the bombardment of the two fists of the thunder, and the sound shattered, and the light and rain splashed.

It's a pity that he didn't wait for the real person to be happy, Lin Yin approached and pressed his left palm like electricity on his lower abdomen.

Du Zhenren was so frightened that he closed his eyes and shouted: "My life is over!"

It is necessary to know that a Yuan Realm powerhouse like them, one punch and one palm does not depend on the tiger and the tiger, it all depends on the strength of the inner strength.

Don't look at Lin Yin's fluttering palm, it seems that he has no strength, once the palm is spit out and breaks into the abdomen, Rao is real skin and flesh are strong and half-crippled.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yin's palm power was extremely soft, and Du Zhenren only felt that his lower abdomen was hot and unharmed, and his body couldn't help but step back.

However, this time, Du Zhenren learned the lessons of the previous car, and the horse step under his feet was extremely solid, and Lin Yin's palm failed to push his feet off the ground.

I could only hear the sound of "sneering", and Du Zhenren's feet cut across the ground like an iron plow, opening two deep grooves a little deeper, more than three zhang long.

A group of Taoist priests who rushed into the Jingtian Hall were shocked and inexplicable, and shouted, "Uncle Duzhuo!"

Du Brewing Zhenren swayed and raised his body, his face was red as if he was drunk, and he couldn't help but burst out and said, "His grandmother's true evil door!"

Lin Yin stood up with his fists and said, "Can you let Tianchi Zhenren come out to see him?"

Du Zhenren touched his dizzy head and said, "Boy, you are one step late." The Guan Zhu rushed to Tiandu Peak early this morning, preparing to attend the apprenticeship ceremony of Uncle Tianbo tomorrow. Many of the senior brothers in the temple also went together, and you have something to say to the poor Dao the same. ”

Lin Yin suddenly realized, no wonder he broke into the temple and made a big fight, not only did the Tianchi real people not show up for a long time, but none of the rumored Tiandu Guan Tianyuan Aurora realm powerhouses appeared, and they all rushed to Tiandu Peak.

Thinking of this, he turned away without saying a word.

Du Zhen Zhen was stunned and asked, "Hey, where are you going?"

Lin Yin didn't reply: "Tiandu Peak." ”

"Don't go!" Dozens of Taoist priests blocked the door of the palace with swords, and said with the same enemy: "Little thief, you killed Uncle Duyuan, and you still want to escape?"

"That's right!" Du Zhenren patted his head and said: "You can't go, the poor road wants to arrest you to go to Tiandu Peak!"

Lin Yin ignored it, slowly walked to the door of the main hall, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

"Avenge Uncle Duyuan!"

All the Taoist priests were excited, and they shot with their swords and besieged Lin Yin.

"Trouble. Lin Yin saw that these Taoist priests had to keep themselves regardless of life or death, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his body suddenly leaned forward and brushed his sleeves.

"Huh-" A white and vast cold mist lifted out of thin air, condensing into a sharp sword qi soaring, like an avalanche and a waterfall that was unstoppable, rushing forward.

The screams of all the Taoist priests were endless, and the fairy swords were buzzing and dancing, and the figures were thrown one after another, and a passage suddenly flashed in front of him.

Lin Yin shook his body, and the person was like a dragon and a sword, and the aura was like a tiger, and Huo Ran broke out of the Heaven-Respecting Hall.

There were many brave pilgrims outside who hid aside to watch the excitement, and when they saw Lin Yin coming out, they hurriedly dodged back, lest the city gate catch fire and affect the pond fish.

Lin Yin didn't look aside, walked out of the Tiandu Temple, got on the snow that stopped outside the mountain gate, and galloped away.

"Boy, stop me!"

Du Zhenren ran out of the view in a hurry, and saw that Lin Yinchen couldn't catch up with him, and stomped his feet angrily: "Run away before you finish the fight, what kind of hero are you?"