Almost at the same time, all the knight-level transcendents on Black Flame Island felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

It's not heavy, but it makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts, and they can't have the slightest thought of resisting, as if some higher level of life has descended.

After leaving the martial arts training hall, Lin Zhenyi, who was walking on the cobblestone path, suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky with a slight change in his face.

The flowing blade that was resting in the inner courtyard suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze pierced into the sky like a sharp sword.

Captains, officers, members of the funeral unit, and cadres...... The knights scattered all over the island looked up in unison, looking at the source of the oppression with different expressions.

A burly man standing out of thin air, hovering more than two hundred meters above the ground.

The smooth curve of the Starclan combat uniform was like a sharp sword, stinging everyone's eyes, causing their pupils to shrink suddenly, and they immediately understood that the comer was not good, and their expressions instantly became extremely solemn.

There is no need to communicate, there is no need to investigate, only by the induction of the qi machine, everyone understands the strength of the enemy at the first time.

A few people with flexible brains have even guessed the identity of the person who came, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

After Lin Lichuan killed Armand, the people of the Star Clan who dared to come to Black Flame Island alone, their identities seemed to be about to come out, and who else could there be besides Rodri, the commander-in-chief of the Eighth Yang Land City

"You don't have to do anything. ”

Just as a few captains were about to make a move, a calm voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

His eyes followed the voice, and from the direction of the inner courtyard of the headquarters, a figure slowly rose into the air, and it was Lin Lichuan.

Slowly coming to the sky, standing still a hundred meters away from Rodrigo, Lin Lichuan looked at him fixedly, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Long time no see, Rodrigo. ”

The corners of Rodrigo's eyes twitched slightly, his eyes stared at Lin Lichuan coldly for a while, and he said coldly: "I should have killed you in the first place!"

"It's useless to regret it now. Lin Lichuan smiled slightly.

"It's okay, there's still time to remedy. Rodrigo unabashedly showed a hideous killing intent on his face, "I won't let you go again this time!"

"I think it's too late. Lin Lichuan said with a smile.

This relaxed and unfazed appearance made Rodrigo frown slightly, glanced at Lin Lichuan up and down, and suddenly said with a flickering gaze: "You think that if you kill Armand, you are qualified to be my opponent."

"Instead of tempting with words, it is better to feel it for yourself. Lin Lichuan said

Rodrigo's gaze froze, and his eyes deepened.

Knowing that his performance made Rodrigo suspicious, Lin Lichuan secretly pursed his lips, and lost the mind to continue to fight with the enemy, his mind moved slightly, and the strong spiritual pressure suddenly burst out.

The pitch-black spirit that was visible to the naked eye surged out of thin air around him, rushing up from under his feet like a flame, and instantly submerged Lin Lichuan's legs, waist, abdomen, chest, and even his head, devouring him in the blink of an eye.

The rich black spiritual pressure only lasted for a moment, and the next moment it exploded like fireworks.

The black light particles scattered in the sky, and a tall, thin and pale figure slowly came into everyone's eyes.

Like a sharp blade piercing the sharp corners of the sky, the mask as white as a skeleton wrapped the entire skull, spreading down the neck, exposing the collarbones, wrists and ankles outside the clothing were covered with a thin but indestructible white layer of carapace, the muscle lines on which were clearly visible, as if the skin had only been dyed a layer of pale, and two ink-black lines stretched down from the top of the head, through the eyes and the corners of the mouth, and submerged into the collar.

The long hair around his waist is sprinkled casually behind his back, and his body is thin and straight, exuding an indescribable palpitation, just looking at it, it makes people feel like they will be eaten up at any time, as if what is in front of him at this moment is not a human being, but a terrifying beast that is about to stick out its fangs.

The cold killing intent on Rodrigo's face had been replaced by a thick shock, and he stared at the pale figure in front of him, his body tensing up involuntarily.

"You...... What kind of ability is this!" Rodrigo gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

A familiar sense of threat emerged from the depths of his heart, it was the feeling that he had when he fought against the Sage of the Lei Family in the Qingkong Dynasty, but at this time, he felt it again from Lin Lichuan, how could he not be shocked.

You must know that this guy was only a seven-star level of combat power at the beginning, and now it has only been a long time, and it has actually made him a demigod with a sense of threat, which is unbelievable.

Lin Lichuan didn't answer, but clenched his fists, as if he was feeling the strength of his body, and then looked at Rodrigo, the eye sockets of the mask were dark, and he couldn't see his eyes at all, like a bottomless black spring.

The air stagnated slightly.

In the next moment, Lin Lichuan's body leaned forward abruptly, and a pair of pale sharp horns were like stabbing swords pointing directly at Rodrigo, and a red light appeared between the two horns, expanding sharply into a blinding blood-colored ball of light.

A strong sense of threat suddenly emerged from Rodrigo's heart, his pupils shrank, and he screamed violently, and the energy around his body rolled, and the rich dark green light covered his body in the blink of an eye.

The moment the dark green light had just flooded the last trace of his skin, the blood-colored light cluster between Lin Lichuan's two horns suddenly erupted, turning into a blood-colored torrent pouring out, and instantly swept and submerged Rodrigo.

An earth-shattering roar resounded through the sky, and the entire canopy seemed to be smeared with blood, and in an instant, it was covered with a layer of rich blood.

The violent waves of air invaded and spread like a hurricane, pressing against the ground like mountains, kicking up countless dust, and the members of the Lingling Court hurriedly stretched out their hands to cover their faces, until the wind weakened slightly, and then their eyes widened again.

However, the sky was empty, whether it was Lin Lichuan or Rodrigo, they all disappeared.

The silent silence lasted for a few seconds, and was immediately broken by one exclamation after another.

"What about people"

"Where did you go?"

"Quick!

Like a dripping oil pot, the headquarters of the Lingting immediately boiled, countless people hurriedly moved, and the chaotic and short footsteps soon resounded in all corners.

Lin Zhenyi and Meng Xiaotong were stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to their senses, and they didn't care about it, and they also wanted to follow to find Lin Lichuan's whereabouts.

"Quiet!"

A low and vicissitudes of life suddenly came from above, attracting everyone's attention.

Looking up, the flowing blade appeared in the sky above the headquarters at some point, and his cloudy but restrained eyes looked into the distance.

As if realizing something, everyone rose into the air one after another, looked into the distance, and sure enough, they saw the turbulent waves on the sea very far away from the island, and the huge waves continued to emerge, and then they were shattered by an invisible force.

It is obvious that the battlefield has been shifted there.