"Did you kill the blue robe?" The white robe messenger looked at Yang Lin with a dead look.

"Yes, his martial arts was so bad. I thought he could catch a few moves from me, but I didn't expect that he couldn't catch any of them and died." Yang Lin looked like he hated iron.

"You..." The white-robed messenger was shaking with anger. The other two messengers also looked at Yang Lin with hatred.

"Baipao, what should I do? This man's martial arts skills are unfathomable and far beyond imagination."

Sometimes it's not quantity that wins, but quality.

If a super master appears on one side, the other side will inevitably lose popularity.

"We will retreat temporarily. Whether the black robe can win is the key. If not, we can only retreat temporarily."

"If the task is not completed, how can I explain it to the Lord?" Huangpao was frightened in his heart. When facing the Lord, he was like a mouse meeting a cat.

"Let the black robe explain it to the Lord. It depends on the Lord's punishment." The white robe was also helpless.

I thought everything was safe, but I didn't expect a series of surprises. First, a Huangfu Yuanhe appeared, and then a flying knifeman appeared and beat the blue-robed messenger to death. "Let's retreat first."

Wait for the Tianmo clan to retreat.

"Brother Yang, I knew you wouldn't run away." Huangfu Hao stepped forward excitedly and said.

Next to her, Huangfu Shiyin also looked at Yang Lin with great energy. She didn't expect that he really didn't escape, and even took action to kill the terrifying blue-robed messenger.

She knew about the blue-robed messenger. Five years ago, the black-robed messenger made a scene in the royal capital, assassinated the children of the Huangfu family, and was eventually injured by Huangfu Yuanhe and fell into the Yuanjiang River.

This blue-robed messenger is as famous as the black-robed messenger. Even though he is not as good as the black-robed messenger now, he is still a terrifying existence.

"Young Master Yang, a young hero, was able to kill an innate late-stage master on his own." Several other people also praised him endlessly.

"Seniors, I appreciate my praise. I don't know whether I should call you Brother Wang or Seventh Prince." Yang Lin teased.

Huangfu Hao said sheepishly, "I didn't mean to deceive you, you know my identity..."

"Stop it, I understand, then what should I call the person next to you?" Yang Lin couldn't help but interrupt him, he was too talkative.

"This is my ninth sister Huangfu Shiyin. Brother Yang, just call her Shiyin."

"Shiyin?"

Little did he know that at this moment, Huangfu Shiyin's ears were red, she lowered her head and thought: This seventh brother is so unreliable, he just casually told a man his name.

"Let's go see that senior." Yang Lin looked at the battle between Huangfu Yuanhe and Heipao above the ring.

The entire arena was completely destroyed as if it had been hit by a tornado. No arena could be seen. The flat ground seemed to have been plowed several times and was uneven, with several large cracks appearing. The two of them were still in a different situation.

between victory and defeat.

Although Huangfu Yuanhe was fighting with the black-robed messenger, he was also paying attention to the ancient building. When he saw that the four elders, the seventh prince, and the ninth princess were all safe and sound, he immediately relaxed and concentrated on fighting the enemy.

On the contrary, the black-robed messenger thought he had a chance to win, but he didn't expect the blue-robed messenger to be so vulnerable and was killed by a flying knifeman who was suspected to be in the middle stage of Xiantian.

In his induction, Yang Lin was only in the middle stage of innateness, but his explosion was too powerful.

This time it failed, and the black-robed messenger sighed.

His eyes firmly remember Yang Lin, and I will take your life next time.

Yang Lin in the distance felt Hei Pao's gaze, and did not flinch. He just looked at Hei Pao calmly, his eyes facing each other.

Until Huangfu Yuanhe said, "Heipao, do you want to fight again?"

"Hmph." Hei Pao left angrily. The other Tianmo clan members also evacuated when they saw Hei Pao evacuate.

"Grandpa Yuan, are you okay?" Huangfu Shiyin looked at the flying Huangfu Yuanhe and asked excitedly.

"It's Xiao Shiyin, Grandpa Yuan is fine." Huangfu Yuanhe said with a smile.

"Old Prince." Lao Luo, Lao Ma and other four elders also came to Huangfu Yuanhe.

"Okay, okay, just be fine. This must be Mr. Yang." Huangfu Yuanhe looked at Yang Lin with increasing satisfaction. Then he looked at Huangfu Shiyin. It was a match made in heaven. The king was very discerning.

"Yang Tian has met the old senior."

"Yang Tian, ​​isn't that right?" He revealed Yang Lin's identity with a smile.

Yang Lin was not surprised, "Old senior, I am very discerning. My name is indeed not Yang Tian."

"Brother Yang, what's your name? I didn't expect you also had a pseudonym." Huangfu Hao was open-minded by nature and didn't mind at all.

"Are you Yang Lin?" Huangfu Shiyin said suddenly.

Everyone will look at it at the same time

He looked at Yang Lin and Huangfu Shiyin.

Yang Lin was calm, but Huangfu Shiyin felt embarrassed and didn't know what was going on. As long as Yang Lin appeared aside and the elders asked questions, she would be particularly nervous. She had never been nervous before.

"Yes, Sister Shiyin is right, I am Yang Lin." Yang Lin admitted directly that this was not a shameful thing and he did not feel embarrassed.

Why is he so thick-skinned? The seventh princess Huangfu Shiyin's heart was shaken and he called her Shiyin directly. Little did he know that only his father, queen, queen, and elders called her that way.

Little did they know that Yang Lin was like this in his previous life, and everyone was a girl.

The four elders and the old prince Huangfu Yuanhe looked at it with a smile. Before setting off, the king had told them to see if Yang Lin, who created the colorful ring vision, was a good person among men, what was his character and martial arts, and whether he was worthy of it.

His precious princess Huangfu Shiyin.

Now they have seen that the legendary Yang Lin is not only steady and methodical, but his martial arts skills are beyond everyone's expectations.

Although he is a dragon and a phoenix among men, he is basically the reincarnation of a divine dragon. However, at the age of seventeen, he was able to kill the blue-robed messenger, one of the five messengers of the Tianmo tribe, with one move of flying dragon in the sky.

This is a peerless appearance that no one can compare to. No wonder he has advanced to the innate realm and received a vision from the sky.

It can be said to be a peerless genius that is rarely seen in thousands of years.

"You are Yang Lin, great. I was about to find you. Uncle Luo said that you left Mingyue Villa and went out to travel. I didn't expect to meet Li here." Huangfu Hao was so excited that he didn't expect that he would make friends casually.

It turned out to be the person he was looking for.

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?" Yang Lin knew that some time ago, he had a breakthrough in the innate world and a colorful vision fell from the sky. Many people came to Mingyue Villa to visit, wanting to know if there was any secret magic that created the vision.

Yang Lin had long wanted to travel around, so he happened to avoid these people and asked his father Yang Sen to receive them.

"Oh, nothing happened?" Huangfu Hao realized that nothing happened. At that time, his father had just arranged for him to visit Mingyue Villa.

"Brother Yang, my seventh brother didn't see the world's heroes in the capital, and he thought he was the most beautiful. So in order to let him recognize himself, my father asked him to come out to see the world's heroes, and ordered him to pay a visit.
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