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Although it was night, it had just snowed heavily, so the scenery in the field of vision was clearly visible.

In a secluded valley. A few figures lay there quietly. Looking at a tent in the distance.

"The third. Are you sure the young brother and sister are inside?" said a figure faintly.

"I can't be wrong with Lord Yang. I followed them all the way. If it weren't for the fact that two of the dart masters in it were Xuan-level masters, I would have captured them a long time ago. The other figure replied affirmatively.

"You're doing a good job. If you can ask about the whereabouts of the remnants of the martial saint. After you go back, the prince will reward you well. The figure turned its face, and through the white snow, it found that it was a middle-aged man with an extremely ugly face. Although he was smiling, there was a hint of cold light in his eyes.

"Huh. Lord Yang, what you ordered. Naturally, it is your credit, Lord Yang. The little brother didn't dare to take the credit!" The figure trembled, not daring to look at the ugly middle-aged cold gaze.

The ugly middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, "Several of you are in the Xuan-level realm, and the usual elixir will not have much effect on you." When I go back, I will give you one Spiritual Pill, thinking that I can make your cultivation go further. ”

"Thank you, Lord Yang!" the five figures were overjoyed, kneeling beside the ugly-faced middle-aged man to express their allegiance.

"Yes. But don't be careless. Today our actions are in complete secrecy. All who know about this must be silenced. So all these dart players have to die. You are responsible for solving those little minions of the dart game, and you must not let one go! As for those two Xuan-level dart masters, I will solve them. ”

"Lord Yang. Why don't you do it. You are the right-hand man under the prince, and even if the Supreme Green Twin Swords come, you may not necessarily be your opponent. Leave these little minions to the little ones. ”

"Nope. The stakes are high this time. The prince is still waiting for us to reply. We're going to do it quickly!"

The ugly-faced middle-aged man shook his head, suddenly jumped up, and stabbed out a spear behind a tree, "Why don't you dare to eavesdrop on our conversation!"

"Hahahaha. Could it be that you are only allowed to plot against the people of my dart game, and you can't let Lin listen to what you have to say!"

With a long laugh, a flash of green blocked the swift spear, and a figure flashed out from behind the tree. It's not who Lin Zong is.

The ugly middle-aged man squinted at the comer, and his heart was slightly solemn. The other party was hidden next to them, and he didn't notice it from beginning to end. If it weren't for the fact that when he talked about the 'Martial Saint Remnant Diagram' just now, the other party showed a flaw, and he wouldn't know that there was a person hiding around him!

I thought that the person who had such a hidden means must be an old fritter, but when I saw that the person who came was only a teenager less than twenty years old, I was shocked again. Those who can reach the realm of Xuan level at such a young age are all famous geniuses in Feng'anguo. I couldn't help but hesitate. "Boy, report your origin, maybe Yang will spare your life in the face of your master!"

"Huh. Lord Yang don't need to be nervous. The following origin is definitely what you want to see the most. ”

Lin Zong smiled faintly. I already have a plan in my heart. The spear just now had already allowed him to guess the other party's approximate strength, although it was not an innate realm, but it was definitely a master at the peak of the Xuan level. He's not an opponent if he doesn't use an ability. However, today, his ability and strength have improved greatly at the same time, even if he faces Liang Ruan openly, he can remain undefeated, and he should be able to easily win against this ugly middle-aged.

Seeing Lin Zong's expression, he was indifferent when he spoke. The ugly middle-aged man was even more cautious, and was about to explore two more sentences, but he didn't want one of his subordinates to suddenly point at Lin Zong and exclaim: "My lord, it's him!

Lin Zong squinted and smiled, "Yes, I'm the dart head of the dart game that you have been tracking for a day." ”

"Are you sure it's him?" A flash of surprise flashed in the ugly middle-aged man's eyes, and then the killing intent fainted.

"That's right, it's him! He spilled all over me when I was eating at the liquor store!"

Lin Zong smiled lightly, "At that time, I saw a little mouse chirping crookedly behind the buttocks, so I splashed it casually, who knew that the little mouse was not afraid, but still followed behind the buttocks." ”

"You, you found me earlier?" the man tilted his nose in anger.

"Hey, hey. If I hadn't wanted to see who was hitting our attention, I would have caught that mouse and made soup for my brothers!" Lin Zong said with a smile.

"You 、、、、"

The ugly middle-aged man hurriedly stopped his subordinates and looked at Lin Zong lightly, "Then do you know who hit your attention?"

Lin Zong glanced at him and said lightly: "Your Excellency just said that the prince is the prince, and there are several princes in this Feng'an country." And who else is there besides the prince of Pingxi, whose power is spread over the nearby counties?"

"Hahaha. Sure enough, he is worthy of being the leader of a dart game, and his mind is not beyond the reach of ordinary people! But you can guess that today is the day of the demise of your dart game!"

The ugly middle-aged man's eyes burst into coldness, and he suddenly jumped up, and the spear in his hand quickly headed towards Lin Zong, "Since you know so many secrets, you can die first!"

For the sudden attack, Lin Zong had already prepared. The sword Qingfeng was already unsheathed, and Qiankun wrapped around the fingers, easily separating the opponent with one blow. The ugly middle-aged man's face was slightly solemn, and he turned his head to the five subordinates and said, "You guys, dispose of the rest of the people for me first!"

Lin Zong smiled faintly, but instead of intercepting it, his long sword fell on the ugly middle-aged man.

"Look for death!" was bullied by the junior like this, the ugly middle-aged man smiled angrily, the force in his hand was completely released, and the spear was a little faster. However, Lin Zong's Qiankun Nine Sword Finger was not an ordinary move that could be broken, relying on the powerful muscle power to gently swing, one move of the Qiankun Liuyun Finger easily defused the opponent's attack.

Immediately, without waiting for the other party to breathe back, the sword flew out of the light and shadow of the exchange like a green snake, and it was already approaching the opponent's throat at the moment when the other party was surprised!

The ugly middle-aged man was scared into a cold sweat. Unexpectedly, Lin Zong not only had excellent swordsmanship, but even the timing of his attack was like a veteran who had practiced for decades. Don't dare to be careless at the moment, he has completely regarded Lin Zong as an opponent who can compete.

Thinking about it, he shouted angrily, and the spear in his hand danced into a cold light, and even cut the opponent's attack when the green mang reached his throat. Drink coldly, "Junior, let you see the Xuan-level peak combat skills, the dragon turtle transforms!"

With a cold snort, the cold glow that had not yet dissipated suddenly became like a wandering star, quickly forming a dragon turtle phantom. In an instant, a faint dragon roar came out, and it was fiercely enveloped at Lin Zong with an unrivaled momentum.

The snowflakes that had been fluttering seemed to have encountered resistance, and under the strong air pressure, they all stopped in the air in an instant. Near the phantom of the dragon turtle, the snowflakes turned into ice cubes.

Lin Zong didn't dare to be careless. I know that this is a 'phase technique' that only a Xuan-level peak martial artist can comprehend. By echoing with the aura of heaven and earth, the transformation attack, although its power is not comparable to the innate combat skill, it is much stronger than the ordinary Xuan-level martial arts.

The fingers danced rapidly, as if they were sealed, and with the change of gestures, the Qingfeng long sword, which had originally turned into a cloud of mist, suddenly shook, let out a clear roar, and turned into a streamer and rushed towards the dragon turtle phantom.

Lock the soul and fix the nine springs!

With a sword strike, Lin Zong's internal force was rapidly consumed. Whether it is in speed or reaction, the peak master of the Xuan level is not comparable to the average Xuan level martial artist. If it is replaced by Liang Zicheng, he will not be able to beat the rhythm and strength of this ugly man. If Lin Zong didn't want to be pressed and beaten, he could only turn defeat into victory by taking out the Nine Sword Fingers of Qiankun.

Of course, this only refers to its own strength. If you count the strong body and powerful abilities, the ugly man is not in Lin Zong's eyes.

With a sword strike, Lin Zong found that his control of the long sword was much easier than before. The moves sent out are two or three points stronger than before. The sword let out a terrifying roar, like a thunderbolt that tore through the clouds, flashing through the shadow of the dragon tortoise.

A faint dragon roar. Then, the dragon turtle phantom and the lightning-like sword light dissipated at the same time.

The ugly man was stunned for a moment. This is his biggest move, and it was broken so easily?

Lin Zong didn't give him time to think, and after finding that the Qiankun Nine Sword Finger exceeded his expectations, a stronger Qiankun One Qi Sword followed and struck!

At that moment, Lin Zong faintly felt a feeling. The sword in his hand turned into a wisp of wind that seemed to be everywhere, and even though the enemy was standing ten meters away, he could instantly appear on the enemy's neck if he wanted to!

Although it was a feeling, he believed in his own feeling and did not hesitate to stab it out.

Time seems to have slowed down. In Lin Zong's eyes, the movements of the ugly middle-aged man became sluggish. It's all too familiar. That's how it felt when he used the wind ability. He knew that it wasn't the other party's slow movements, but that his movements were too fast. It's almost there, and I have a delusion.

(To be continued.) ）