The three arrows were completely shattered and fell to the ground.

All that was left was the long flaming sword in front of him, which was running straight towards He Songling.

He Songling's expression changed, and he swung the compound longbow in his hand fiercely.

The metallic compound bow hit the rocket.

Between bursts of fire.

With the blessing of strength, He Songling slammed the rocket to the ground.

The long bow covered in silver was instantly burnt black under the high temperature.

The rocket crashed to the ground, causing cracks to appear in the surrounding ground.

He Songling only felt that the palm of his hand was unbearably hot.

He released the long bow in his hand. The bow body was completely damaged, and even the bow string was directly melted by the high temperature transmitted from the rocket.

"interesting."

He Songling's face was cold, and she strode towards Lin Yi: "This is the first time I have seen a guy who can easily stop my arrow."

"You look very strong?"

He Songling strode like a meteor.

Seeing that Lin Yi was fine, Zhu Yidong looked at the broken rocket and long bow on the ground. Thinking of the thrilling moments just now, his heart still felt a little cold.

"Don't do it!"

She reacted and hurried forward.

As for the second generation who was dragging the dying Zeng Peihui with a bruised nose and swollen face, he threw Zeng Peihui to the ground as early as the arrows flew and fled alone.

Zeng Peihui tilted his head and fainted.

"I killed so many monkeys over the border to hone my spiritual practice. I can't let an unknown person provoke me here by working so hard."

He Songling said coldly.

He is 1.65 meters tall and has strong muscles hidden under his clothes.

Just looking at it from a long distance is enough to shock people.

In particular, He Songling's body was full of substantial murderous intent, something that only people who had truly crawled out of the pile of corpses had.

Coldness and chill.

He Songling stepped on the white mark left on the ground where the rocket had passed, and headed towards Lin Yi.

"The eighth death knife on the Young Tiger List."

"I'm paralyzed. Can someone help me? I can't move!"

Several second-generation people stood there, their teeth chattering, trying to get away.

I just can't move at all.

The cold murderous intent in He Songling's body almost made their bodies disobedient.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

Next to him, Zhu Shengyu suppressed the fear and anxiety in his heart and shouted at He Songling.

This guy is really crazy. He is in a state where he doesn't even recognize his relatives.

On the one hand, Zhu Shenghai hoped that He Songling and Lin Yi would fight, preferably to knock Lin Yi down, but on the other hand, he did not dare to fight between him and Lin Yi.

If this really happens, let alone whether the aftermath will affect them, Master Haizhou Lin's strength is not comparable to that of the Death Knife.

It was okay for He Songling to win, but if he really wanted to lose, Lin Yi would involve his anger at their Zhu family.

Let's take this matter to Mr. Zhu's side.

Then Zhu Shenghai and Zhu Shengyu are probably doomed for the rest of their lives.

"Don't! Don't! Don't do it!"

Zhu Shenghai was also shouting there.

It seemed like a distance of one or two hundred meters, but in less than ten seconds, He Songling was already standing in front of Lin Yi.

His whole body was filled with murderous intent, and those sinister eyes were firmly locked on Lin Yi's face.

Zhu Shengyu hurriedly stepped forward and blocked the place between He Songling and Lin Yi.

Zhu Shenghai fell quite hard just now, and now he couldn't get up. He had to try hard to move his position on the ground, and ran to hug He Songling's thigh, fearing that he would get excited and make the first move.

"May I have your name!"

He Songling did not look at Zhu Shengyu and Zhu Shenghai, his eyes were hazy: "Which grade of Vajra?"

King Kong?

As soon as He Songling's words came out.

Fan Sangsang and Fu Shimin, who had been in a mess for a long time, were shocked in their hearts.

The strong men on the Young Tiger List are all in the realm of Vajra.

Although they are not from the martial arts world, they still have common sense on this point.

Before this, they had never considered how powerful Lin Yineng was in front of them.

At this moment, He Songling mentioned this, and as he was the eighth on the Tiger Cubs list, he looked at the young man in front of him and showed a bit of solemnity and vigilance. This point immediately made Fan Sangsang and Fu Shimin's hearts turn upside down.

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Lin Yi glanced at He Songling lightly and said nothing.

He walked forward and waved a slap with his right hand.

"you wanna die!"

Seeing the guy in front of him, He Songling couldn't help but move his hands. His face changed drastically, and a cold light flashed in his hand, and there was a sharp military thorn in his hand.

Others only felt the cold wind blowing, and He Songling's whole body was rolling with energy. He held the military thorn in his backhand and swung it towards Lin Yi's wrist.

The sharp thorn blade shone with an icy cold light and stabbed straight into Lin Yi's wrist.

Snapped!

A crisp slap came as expected.

The military thorn in He Songling's hand flew out directly.

The red marks on his face were particularly deep.

"how come……"

He Songling's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it.

He held Jun Ci's hand and felt nothing from the beginning to the end.

The military thorn flew directly.

The burning pain on his cheek stimulated He Songling's nerves.

Seeing this, Zhu Shengyu and others did not dare to say anything.

The eighth one on the list of young tigers was slapped so neatly.

Fan Sangsang's heart froze, Fu Shimin opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

Zheng Qiuchan sighed slightly.

Views from all sides are numerous.

"You...dare...to slap...me?"

He Songling clenched his fists and became angry.

His expression suddenly became particularly ferocious, and he turned his head suddenly, his face was ferocious, and the energy all over his body transformed into shapes, forming long murderous knives that floated beside him.

"After all this time, no one has ever dared to slap me!"

He Songling shouted repeatedly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared straight at Lin Yi's face: "No matter what you are, lie down now!"

He screamed, and then He Songling suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed the handle of a long knife that was transformed by strength, and was about to wrap up the countless long knives beside him, and slashed down on Lin Yi's head in front of him.

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He held the knife in one hand and jumped up.

All the long knives, at this moment, carried cold murderous intent.

Wherever the blade points directly is where the young man is standing!

When others saw this, they were completely frightened by such power.

Fan Sangsang and Fu Shimin were blocked by Zheng Qiuchan, and the second generation fled in panic.

Zhu Shengyu and Zhu Shenghai looked pale.

Yuan Jie rolled around and cried for his father and mother.

That blade is simply the breath of death!

Lin Yi raised his head and looked at He Songling, who was coming down from the sky, holding a knife in both hands and looking menacing.

And dozens of powerful swords followed closely behind him.

Others saw Lin Yi standing there with his hands behind his back.

The young man's face was dull.

Not a single sentence.

He just,
Chapter completed!