"Little beast, die!"

In the heavy rainy sky, the old man thief released his palm again, and the endless arrows broke everything, and it was approaching Lin Ye's body in an instant!

"The speed...is indeed much slower!"

Lin Ye suddenly stepped on the ground, the stone slab was broken, and he hid next to him!

The arrow is approaching!

Lin Ye held the Fengming Sword and blocked it vertically. The terrifying arrow passed by the Fengming Sword and rubbed out a fierce fire. Finally, he changed the angle and rushed over Lin Ye and rushed into the city wall. There was a scream behind him. Many disciples were taken away by this arrow.

But Lin Ye couldn't care about this anymore, and stepped on his feet and rushed towards the strange old man!

"Stay your life!"

Lin Ye's true energy rose and rushed away all the obstacles ahead. Looking at the strange old man who had jumped down from the city, Lin Ye threw out Fengming Sword. Fengming Sword immediately rushed towards the strange old man like a meteor!

"snort!"

The strange old man naturally noticed such a terrifying movement. He only heard him snorting coldly, and the long sword in his hand rose up to terrifying power. He turned around and held the sword to block it. But he didn't expect that the true energy shield would be penetrated by him as soon as he touched Feng Mingjian and then inserted it into his body!

The strange old man clearly felt that the power in his body was passing through at a speed visible to the naked eye and was sucked into the long sword!

"What the hell is this!" The old strange man was frightened and angry. He vomited blood and fell to the city weakly.

"Old thief, die!"

Lin Ye has also jumped off the city wall!

But another arrow shot from the city wall!

Dead old man!

Lin Ye had no choice but to use the city wall behind him with his right hand and dodge to the side. The speed and power of the arrows had been greatly weakened and could not hurt Lin Ye. This also made Lin Ye amazed at the horror of the power of these great masters.

He has clearly controlled the most terrifying power, but he is limited by his physical aging and cannot fully exert it.

After being blocked by the arrow, Ji Yong had already arrived at the strange old man. He reached out to hug the old man and ran away. This changed Lin Ye's face. His famous sword was still stuck in the old man!?

But looking at the endless army that was already in full swing, Lin Ye really didn't dare to rush in. Once he was surrounded by the army, he really didn't know what the consequences would be.

Looking at Ji Yong and the strange old man who had already walked away, Lin Ye frowned and slowly closed his eyes. He sensed Feng Mingjian that had gone away in his heart, and his true energy began to rise from his right hand.

As Lin Ye's aura rose, light began to rise from Fengming Sword in the distance, and the strange old man began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye. His power was absorbed by Fengming Sword, and it seemed that there was no more breath.

At this moment, Feng Mingjian suddenly flew backwards into the sky and flew towards Lin Ye.

"Where to go!! Stay!"

Ji Yong's face suddenly became gloomy. He stretched out his palm to grab Feng Mingjian, but when his hand held Feng Mingjian, the true energy rising from Feng Mingjian was like ghost fire, burning his palm.

Ji Yong's face changed a little, but he still held the Fengming Sword tightly, preventing it from leaving, and then he used the true energy in his body to suppress the Fengming Sword's aura.

But Feng Mingjian is like a bottomless pit. No matter how much true energy goes up, it disappears without a trace... No, it is because his true energy has been absorbed by this long sword!?

What kind of ghost sword is this!!

As the demon fire on the palm of his right hand became stronger and stronger, Ji Yong could no longer hold on, so he could only let go of his hand and let Feng Mingjian fly backwards.

Through the heavy rain, looking at the sword in the distance, Ji Yong's face was a little dull: "The Young Lord of Qingcheng Sect... Yes, yes, this is Feng Ming Jian!! Shao Yuanwu's Feng Ming Jian!!"

Thinking of the legend of Fengming Sword, Ji Yong felt a sense of fear in his heart, and he wanted to go over and recover Fengming Sword, but it was too late. Fengming Sword had already flown back to Lin Ye's hand.

Ji Yong's expression suddenly became gloomy.

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!!!"

"Retreat!!!"

The sound spread in the army, the endless army began to slowly retreat, and warm cheers began to burst out on the city wall!

"Win! Win!! We win again!"

"The other party also died of a great-level master! He was pierced by a long sword and decided that he could not die anymore! It was the Lord of the Young Master Lin!!"

"Young City Lord!!"

"Young City Lord!!"

Hearing the cheers around, Lin Ye also smiled. The power on Feng Ming Sword was constantly transmitted back to his body, and it was visible to the naked eye to become stronger and stronger.

Is this sword too weird?

However, Lin Ye quickly felt a shock and exhausted, and he barely supported himself on the wall next to him to prevent himself from falling down.

What's the situation?

The power of Feng Mingjian was clearly transmitted to his whole body, but his body was extremely weak.

"Can't even my eighteen-year-old body hold on to the power of this great stage?"

That would be too embarrassing.

As the army left, the battlefield began to be cleaned up on the city walls. Several captains of Nanweitang and the squad leader quickly walked to Lin Ye's side.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Jiang Xun came first. She was stained with a lot of dirty blood on her body, but her breath was not weak at all. It seemed that it was someone else's blood. Jiang Xun frowned and said, "Senior Brother Lin, the arrow is poisonous!"

"poisonous?"

Only then did Lin Ye remember that his left hand was shot through by the dead old man, and he had been so paralyzed that he had forgotten his left hand.

At this time, Lin Ye's left arm was slumped beside him, and dirty blood kept flowing. This was poisonous on the arrow.

“…”

Damn, I said why I was so weak, it turned out that I was poisoned!

Lin Ye's body became weaker and weaker. Fortunately, Jiang Xun came to support Lin Ye, and then said to Gu Zhao: "You go to Huashan to send a doctor here. This is a poison used by a master of the Dacheng period, and it will never be a small poison!"

"Well, I'll go now!"

Gu Zhao also knew that the matter was urgent, so he rushed into the city quickly.

"Go back first..." Lin Ye also felt his body weakening visible to the naked eye. He smiled bitterly and quickly used his true energy to suppress the toxins in his left arm.

"Hurry, find a stretcher for the young city lord!"

It's really not good to be carried out by a stretcher in front of so many people, but I'm afraid it's difficult for me to walk back by myself in my current situation.

He is really a shameless villain, but he actually poisoned him!?

The two disciples of Nanwei Temple quickly carried a stretcher, carried Lin Ye and headed towards their courtyard in the city. The movement here also made the disciples of Huashan Sect around him whisper.

Although his body was weak, his consciousness was still very clear. Feng Mingjian continued to convey energy to him. His body was weak and there was no other reaction for the time being. This made Lin Ye temporarily relieved and began to use his true energy to adjust the chaotic aura, forcing the toxins in his right arm.

The blood kept flowing out of the wound on Lin Ye’s left arm, and the room was stinking, but no one in Nanweitang in the room disliked him, but instead became more worried about Lin Ye’s condition.
Chapter completed!