"I have to admire your courage. ”

A bland sentence came out, Fan Hequn and the old man of the iron tower changed color at the same time, and their palms like a fan slapped forward, but the judge's pen was diagonally pointed down at Ruan Mingsu.

Ruan Ming didn't know why, he was frightened by the two masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and then saw a little cold light appear in his eyes.

Like fireflies in the night, like firelight in the snow, there is only one point, but it occupies all sight.

Suddenly, the cold light disappeared, and the banquet table in the room could not withstand the strength of the old man's hands in the iron tower, and it shattered like a falling flower, and the judge's pen was fixed on Ruan Mingsu's head, and a figure slammed into the door and flew out.

Only then did the sound of the sheath be heard, followed by the crackling of the table.

And there was no Lin Jing in front of her for a long time, Ruan Mingsu looked at the door lying open, the hairpin on her head let out a mournful roar, broke into two and fell, three thousand green silk fell, she finally reacted to what happened, her face was full of incredulity and fear.

Just now, Lin Jing took out a sword, and without her reaction, in front of the two masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm, he broke her hairpin, if his sword was one point lower, he would already be a dead man.

Jiang Xuexin and the captain of the guard were equally dumbfounded.

"How can it be so fast?"

When such a thought arose, there was a loud noise outside, and Fan Hequn, who had ugly faces, and the old man of the iron tower had already chased out.

Lin Jing broke out of the door, and when he was about to escape from the water, his pupils suddenly shrank like needles.

A light boat came alone in the lake, and a person on the bow of the boat held a long sword, with white hair and a thin and elegant face, and stabbed a sword from afar across the lake.

The originally calm surface of the lake set off a monstrous wave, and the wave surged up the high-covered houses, slapped the shore and went up, swallowing the forest thorn in one bite.

As the Ruan family who has obtained the Guanlan Sword Technique, how can there be no master of the Guanlan Sword Technique?

This old man is the Ruan family's biggest reliance on arresting him.

The thought flashed, Lin Jing couldn't think about it, he was pulled into the lake, the undercurrent under the lake surface surged, twice as violent as the lake surface, and the water waves were stronger than the waves, like countless swords coming from all directions, and they couldn't be guarded against.

Lin Jing ignored the surrounding waves, let them pounce on his body, raised his breath and swung his sword, and the blue sword light slashed towards the top of his head.

The wave was like a sword, slapping on his body, piercing into the five organs, Lin Jing's face flushed sickly, he endured the tumbling qi and blood, and the long sword in his hand firmly split the confinement of the water tide above his head, and his body was dehydrated like a fish.

The old man of the iron tower in Mingyue Xuan had already jumped out and slapped Lin Jing on the back with a volley.

Lin Jing had just jumped out of the water, just when the old power was exhausted and the new force was not born, he felt an invisible energy pressing in vain, as if the mountain was pressing on the top, and he had nowhere to dodge.

Although Lin Jing's face remained dangerous, the blue light on his body poured out a new force with the longevity of the static qi technique, making Lin Jing's power change again in his old age.

But he didn't move, he didn't immediately return his sword to pick the stab, but was strangely fixed in the air, giving people the feeling of standing in the air.

On the way to break through the qi wave with a mountain-like palm, the old man of the iron tower suddenly felt a pain in his palm, as if as long as his palms were half a minute further, they would be cut off by their wrists.

The old man of the iron tower was startled at the moment, and he didn't dare to risk it with his palm, so when he was about to imprint the palm print on Lin Jing's back, his palms were staggered, and the mysterious power brought up by his palms popped out and crashed into Lin Jing's body.

Lin Jing was hit by Xuan Li, his nose was bleeding, and he flew forward with this huge force.

Fan Hequn, who did not make a move with the old man of the iron tower, saw the opportunity, and the judge's pen was empty in the air, and Lin Jing's cervical spine was painful, like a stream of ink flowing into his mind, covering all the nerves.

Everything in front of him disappeared, he fell into darkness, his ears were clean, the smell of water and blood could no longer be smelled, the discomfort of his clothes being soaked and sticking to his body was gone, the coolness and warmth were far away from him, his whole body was full of holes, and his skin pores were no longer felt.

Like a trap in a bottomless quagmire, he was suddenly isolated by the world, buried in human flesh and blood, the most primitive fear of endless darkness exploded in an instant, Lin Jing could no longer maintain his calm, and in the siege of the three heavenly and human realms, his state of mind was confused for the first time.

The old man of the tower fell into the water, and found that the palm of his hand had been cracked, and the blood stretched out in the water like a silk scarf.

The blood made his eyes turn blood-red, and as a long-famous master of the Heavenly and Human Realm, he was actually slashed by a little hairy head who was not more than sixteen years old, and his anger surged, and the air holes around his body spewed out mysterious power, like the heavy power of the mountains pushing him through the lake, and when Lin Jing was completely plunged into darkness, he slapped out with a palm.

The palm of the hand turned into a mountain, and the rumbling sound shook the rolling tide of the lake to dissipate, and an invisible mountain appeared out of thin air, pressing the outline of the mountain in the lake, making the water level rise sharply, and the tide rose, slapping the boats on the lake and pushing the houses on the shore.

The boats on the lake were stirred by the huge waves that came one after another, and the people who were looking for flowers and willows, those who admired the flowers and the moon, and those who feasted friends and friends stood unsteadily, and they did not know how many people fell and how many wine glasses were broken.

Shocked, someone finally discovered that above the lake, four figures seemed complicated, but it was only a three-breath battle.

I found that there seemed to be a big mountain in the lake, which caused the water level to rise sharply, and I looked at it from a distance as if I was being pressed by the invisible mountain, and it was difficult to breathe.

found that in this terrifying mountain, the ragged figure of suppression, in the center of the invisible mountain, suddenly turned around, and simply pushed out with a sword.

Lin Jing's sword has no swordsmanship, maybe an ordinary swing is his best swordsmanship, integrated into the instinctive swordsmanship, in the unconscious, the body reacted naturally, and naturally swung this sword.

The sword light was blue but not dazzling, but it bloomed the only color in the night, and the pupils could see this blue light, and could clearly feel its sharpness, and it had no return, but it couldn't be grasped, and it couldn't keep up with the speed that shouldn't appear in the hands of the Taixuan Realm martial artists.

It's simple and straightforward, but there's no dodging it.

The old man of the iron tower couldn't imagine that Lin Jing, who had fallen into the abyss of absolute darkness, could still react and swing this sword, he was obviously still immersed in the darkness, and his eyes were obviously empty.

The other two Heavenly and Human Realm masters secretly said that it was not good.

The white-haired old man who stirred the lake jumped out, and the long sword in his hand was like a drop of clear water, falling horizontally towards Lin Jing.

Fan Hequn connected the dots in the air, and the strange power went straight to Lin Jing's long sword like a sharp arrow.

The old man of the iron tower slapped his palm for the second time, and the second time he thought that the palm that would hit the blow was still retracted, but he was too close to Lin Jing, Lin Jing's long sword was too long than his palm, and under this unquenchable sword, three fingers were broken, leaving his palm with blood.

"Ah~"

The old man of the tower screamed miserably, and slapped out the palm of his other hand in anger.

In the crisp sound of ding ding, the ordinary iron sword of ordinary material was connected with the blue Xuan Li by the strange force, and it was broken every time it was hit, and after five sounds, the hilt in Lin Jing's hand was also shattered into pieces, and the fragments pierced into his palm, but Lin Jing in the darkness felt no pain, and even the long sword dissipated from his hand could not be detected.

The palm of the old man of the iron tower then slapped on Lin Jing's shoulder, the shoulder bone was sunken, the seven orifices were bleeding, and the domineering energy rushed into the body, wantonly destroying.

The white-haired old man who arrived later frowned, reversed the long sword, and pointed the hilt of the sword on Lin Jing's body that flew out upside down, sealing the acupuncture points and dissolving the strength of the old man in the iron tower.

The three figures fell into the water at the same time with a pop, and the old man of the iron tower was still angry, so he was about to go up to make up for the unconscious Lin Jing, but was stopped by the white-haired old man: "Stop." ”

The old man of the tower said with red eyes: "Big brother, let me kill this kid." ”

The white-haired old man said unhappily: "Presumptuous, don't forget our purpose. ”

When the old man of the tower heard this, he gritted his teeth, but still pressed the killing intent in his heart.

The white-haired old man glanced at his right palm with three broken fingers, and said slowly: "When you ask for the cheats, he will let you dispose of them." ”

A few people fought for only ten breaths, Ruan Mingsu just came out, and the fight was over, and he saw the white-haired old man who was drenched all over his body jumping out of the lake carrying Lin Jing and the old man of the iron tower, and said in surprise: "Grandpa!"

This old man who used the Guanlan Sword is naturally the contemporary patriarch of the Ruan family.

Obviously, Ruan Mingsu had not thought that the grandfather who shocked Fengzhou City would one day become a soup chicken.

And when she saw the palm of the old man of the tower who had broken three fingers, she was even more shocked: "Second grandfather, your hand?"

Ruan Luohong, the old man of the iron tower, had a gloomy face, looking at Lin Jing in Ruan Liujing's hand, as if he was a beast that wanted to choose people and devour.

Ruan Mingsu and Jiang Xuexin's master and servant who came out with her couldn't help but look at Lin Jing who was unconscious, and they couldn't believe that this young man from the Taixuan Realm could still severely damage one of them under the siege of the three masters of the Heavenly and Human Realms.