The raindrops fell, and the sound of the rain sounded mysteriously, as if to warn of something.

In the distance, the sound of the rain had turned into a loud sound, like a large brush rubbing on dry ground......

Great Elder Lin Wan didn't speak, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he thought of a person, a person whose name was unknown to the whole world.

Lin Hua also calmed down a little, suppressed the grief in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "I have offended Your Excellency somewhere in Huashan, if there is anything, let me know, he will come to the door to apologize one day." ”

After speaking, Lin Hua paused slightly, narrowed his eyes, his tone became slightly cold, and then said: "I hope that I will not hinder the old man from avenging this murder today, otherwise no matter what sect you are, the old man will kill you today!"

Lin Hua does have the capital to say this, he rarely makes a move on the rivers and lakes, so the world doesn't know how strong he is, but he knows his own strength, although he is still in the Xuanche upper realm, but the more Zixia Shengong is practiced to the back, the stronger it is, this is originally a technique prepared for the Xuanche realm, so even some masters of the Xuanche Great Perfection have the power to fight.

Just like the ancestor of Huangshan who was once ranked in the top ten in the world, he also fought with him, but he only lost half a move.

The young man was slightly stunned, looking at the purple qi in front of Lin Hua, who couldn't enter the wind and rain, and then looked up at the paper umbrella in his hand, he was a little annoyed in his heart, and saluted Lin Hua, but his movements were a little stiff, and he said with a smile: "Master Lin, it's a great blessing to see you here, give me a face for this matter today, so forget it." ”

The people of the other sects around listened to this, and they only felt a little funny, other people's sons are dead, you are still laughing there, you still want people to look at your face, now even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes, you don't have to give face, but although everyone thinks it's funny, no one can laugh, what kind of strength is this, so dare to speak to the head of the Huashan faction like this.

The Huashan disciples also glared angrily, and the sound of the long sword unsheathed was endless.

The young man felt a little bored, didn't the old man say that as long as you smile and talk well, others will give you face? ”

The words were breezy and calm, just like acquaintances meeting and greeting each other on weekdays, but Lin Hua's brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Actually, I don't like fights. ”

After the young man said this, he bowed his head slightly, looked at the rain-soaked upper on his foot, and muttered, "I don't like rain either." ”

Lin Hua snorted coldly and shouted, "So it's a hypocrisy!"

With a wave of his big hand, Nan Song, who fell to the ground not far away, arrived in his hand, and slashed out with a sword from a distance of dozens of zhang.

The purple sword qi brought up a strong wind, cutting through the rain curtain in the sky, as far as the sword qi reached, all the rain was avoided, Lin Hua also did not spare his hand, and the shot was ten percent stronger, striving to kill the enemy with one move.

The young man frowned slightly, and the butter paper umbrella tilted slightly.

The sharp sword qi slashed on the umbrella surface, making a sneering sound, the young man held the umbrella with both hands, it seemed to be a little difficult, the rain under his feet, a little slippery, the young man was pushed by this sword qi to slide three feet, and the purple sword qi finally dimmed.

The young man looked up at the umbrella surface, and saw that there was a white mark left on the umbrella, and the oil stains on it were also a little lighter, but it was not damaged, and he breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the surprised eyes of nearly a thousand people around, just looked at Lin Hua, and said seriously word by word: "I damaged my umbrella, but I have to pay for it." ”

Lin Hua and Xiaoyaozi were shocked in their hearts, his sword was even more powerful than what they saw, it was enough to kill ordinary Xuanche Realm powerhouses, and even the masters of Xuanche Middle Realm were difficult to take it head-on, and the young man in front of him didn't see any movement, this sword didn't even cut the seemingly extremely ordinary and common butter paper umbrella.

No one would think that Lin Hua's sword was just thunder and rain, it was a sword of the head of Huashan.

The disciples of Huashan are like facing a great enemy, and the people of other sects who came to watch the battle looked at the oil-paper umbrella with fanatical expressions, although it didn't look very eye-catching, but this must be a rare divine weapon in the world.

Fifth, Ning Hao glanced at the excited little son beside him, and shook his head helplessly, the butter paper umbrella may be a treasure, but it is obvious that the young man under the paper umbrella is even more difficult to mess with, he just took a slight peek and felt like falling into the abyss, the murderous aura that rushed to the sky is simply not like what a person can have, it is not so much that this is a person, it is better to say that this is a powerful ghost crawling out of hell!

Lin Hua and Xiaoyaozi, as well as all the Xuanche realm masters present, obviously also saw this, and they were all like great enemies.

The young man glanced at Lin Hua, then at Xiaoyaozi, frowned, and finally turned to Lin Wan and the others, and his brows finally relaxed. I thought that I finally came to Huashan, how could I not say anything if I didn't kill two people, God knows what kind of logic this is, Lin Hua can't be killed, Xiaoyaozi is not easy to kill, so it should be nothing for the three elders in front of me to kill it.

Suddenly, the figure of the young man suddenly disappeared.

It can't be said that it disappeared, but because the speed is too fast, it can't be seen by the naked eye, and besides, the butter paper umbrella cuts off all contact with the outside world, and he can't even detect half of his breath.

That is, the strong people above the Xuanche realm saw a vague shadow.

I only heard a loud bang, the rain curtain exploded, and the next moment, the young man had already appeared in front of Lin Wan.

Lin Wan's eyes widened, looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and with a low shout, a sword stabbed out, Huashan Sword Technique - Yin and Yang Break!

The young man didn't look at the long sword that stabbed at the heart, he seemed to have some difficulty holding the umbrella in his right hand, and his empty left hand slowly slapped it towards Lin Wan's head.

Of course, the slowness mentioned here is only for a strong person in the Xuanche realm like Lin Wan, below the Xuanche realm, this palm is still as fast as electricity.

Lin Wan was overjoyed, even if he was a strong man of the Great Perfection of Xuancha, he didn't dare to use his body to take my sword Yin Yang Break, you kid, you really have eyes on the top of your head!

But the next moment, Lin Wan was stunned, although the sword in his hand was not a famous weapon on the rivers and lakes, it could also be called a sharpening of iron like clay, and the breaking of yin and yang was a very powerful move in the general outline of Huashan swordsmanship, but it was such a sword, which stabbed on Lin Wan's body, but it only pierced his clothes, and after touching the skin, he couldn't move in an inch.

How could it be!

But there was no chance to think about it, the young man's left hand had already passed through that layer of strong body protection qi and gently landed on the top of Lin Wan's head.

There are poetry clouds

The immortal stroked my top

Hair is immortalized

The young man's fluttering immortal stroked his head, but it had nothing to do with immortality, and in an instant, Lin Wan in the Xuantho Middle Realm was bleeding, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, he pounced and fell to the ground.

Lin Shao and Lin Yu beside him were even more frightened, and a great fear welled up in their hearts, and they could no longer have the slightest fighting intent, so they all used the fastest body to retreat.

The young man clapped his hands with satisfaction, but also ignored the two who fled, and glanced at Lin Wan's corpse on the ground.

Xuanche Middle Realm?

Barely qualified to die at my hands.

Lin Hua stared at him with a pair of eyes resentful, his face turned pale with anger, and his breathing became heavy, "Thief, dare to be presumptuous in my Huashan and look for death!"

Xiaoyaozi was also holding a silver long sword in his hand, and the murderous intent was evident in his eyes, but there was a chill in his heart, Lin Wan's sword he could see clearly, if it wasn't for the strange guy in front of him who used some unsavory means, but the long sword stabbed directly into his body.

Xiaoyaozi breathed a sigh of relief, King Kong is not bad, Buddhism does not move the highest state of the Ming King's body, according to legend, only the abbot monk in the White Horse Temple in the world has reached this realm, and the young man in front of him does not look like a monk.

If Lin Hua was in normal times, he would definitely be able to notice this, but where could he, who had just experienced the pain of losing his son, notice these now? With a cold snort, a white rainbow pierced the sun, and his figure came to the young man's body in an instant.

The young man frowned, the umbrella tilted again, Lin Hua also sneered, this umbrella is a little weird, that layer of butter paper is made of I don't know what material it is made of, it can remove all kinds of true energy, but the same trick is used on him, it is too underestimating him!

Avoiding the umbrella surface, a palm smashed on the umbrella keel, with a loud bang, the strong energy exploded from the palm and the umbrella bone, forming ripples, and the rain curtain between the radius of dozens of zhang was dispersed in an instant, forming a circular vacuum zone in this rainstorm.

The young man didn't expect such a big force at this time, the umbrella slipped between his hands, and the handle of the umbrella of unknown material hit his chest, making a muffled sound, like rumbling thunder, his feet sank into the ground, up to his knees, and the bluestone slab listed the cracks of the thickness of his arms.

A wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The situation was stalemate for a moment.

The young man stretched out his tongue and licked the wisp of blood into his mouth, smacking his lips, the taste did not seem to be good, and his brow was furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

"It hurts. ”

The voice came into Lin Hua's ears, Lin Hua did not have a trace of pleasure in his hand, he only felt cold and painful? Although his palm did not hit the opponent directly, it was no different from hitting the opponent directly, couldn't he even hit the opponent hard?

As soon as Lin Hua gritted his teeth, his figure flashed, and he swept back to Xiaoyaozi's side, looking at this place without blinking.

The young man coughed lightly twice, and said in his heart, If it weren't for the old man not letting me kill you, how would you have lived until now? If I do it again, even if it is the old man, I won't listen to it.

"I won't kill you today, your life is someone else's. ”

The young man said this lightly, as if it were a trivial matter, and while pulling his legs out of the bluestone slab, he glanced at the rain curtain in the sky, and muttered, "Why does the rain not stop." ”

He also ignored the people in the room, turned around and walked down the mountain, his steps were very slow, as if he was walking, but no one dared to intercept him.

Even Lin Hua didn't dare, even if he found out that the opponent was not a true King Kong who had reached perfection, his right hand was trembling, the umbrella was far from being as simple as he thought, the moment his hand touched the umbrella bone, he only felt that the whole person was like falling into hell, and the cold air of Sen Ran enveloped his whole body in an instant, and he actually felt a trace of fear with his cultivation!

Xiaoyaozi's puzzled voice came from next to him.

"Tenth in the world?"

A bitterness appeared on Lin Hua's face, and he nodded, the opponent's strength was only in the Xuanche Upper Realm, similar to him, and even far inferior to the Xuanche Great Perfection Realm of the Huangshan Ancestor.

But the opponent is one of the ten people in the world, but the ancestor of Huangshan is not.

His Xuantho Ascending Realm cannot be compared to the Xuantho Great Perfection of others.