"Young Master, the people on the eastern periphery have been dealt with. Please give me your instructions."
"Young Master, Simeon has also been dealt with. Please give me your instructions."
"The troops stationed in the south and north have been dealt with. Now only the core of the Soul Sacrifice Sect is left, which is the troops led by the deputy sect leader. Please decide, young master, whether we should continue?"
The female disciples of Piaohua Sect came to report to Shen Su'e one after another. All the dead soldiers in the periphery were not spared.
Shen Su'e nodded and waved her jade hand, signaling them to leave first.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at Feng Mian: "How about it? I'm more reliable than that woman from Wanku Gate, right? I think about priorities. I, Shen Su'e, have never been a lover. I only think about how to get you. I use Proven in action.”
Feng Mian was embarrassed. Su Muxue, Xu Qingyu and others looked at him strangely. Yue Fengling glared at him. Now is not the time to dwell on these things. Even if the peripheral issues are solved, there are still a lot of problems.
"Deputy Sect Master, did you hear that? Your Soul Sacrifice Sect is not an iron wall. Do you think that by occupying Mang Mountain and then suppressing all the sects, you can do whatever you want and control Feng Mian?"
As a senior, Xu Qingyu was also the first person in Laifeng Academy in the past, so he can speak on behalf of everyone: "We know your purpose very well, but if you want to get the rare treasure from Feng Mian, have you asked me about Laifeng Academy?"
A pair of eyes scanned the numerous dead soldiers, and then settled on the deputy sect master.
Under his black robe, he could see his face ashen, his fists clenched, and he was burning with anger.
"You... how dare you openly oppose our Soul Sacrifice Sect! Aren't you afraid of the crazy revenge of our Soul Sacrifice Sect at Laifeng College? I know how much background you have, even..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly came from the other side of Mang Mountain and landed easily in front of everyone.
He held one hand behind his back, holding a silver folding fan that exuded a mysterious aura.
"Even what? You want to say that you dare to provoke even the Lin family, and are you still afraid of Laifeng Academy?"
Taking a step forward, the man in a moon-white gown glanced at the people from Laifeng Academy with a smile, and then fixed his gaze on Feng Mian: "You are really good. It seems that Ranran's vision has always been accurate."
Turning around, the man's face darkened and he stared at Ye Guhong: "The deputy sect leader is really powerful! You indeed dare to challenge my Lin family, but why don't you tell me the price? Why, don't use the other hand either. Already?"
Furious, Ye Guhong's thoughts changed rapidly. Why did the situation in front of him suddenly change?
People from Laifeng Academy, people from Piaohua Sect, people from Shadow Sect, and even people from the Lin family seem to be on Feng Mian's side. Is this kid's influence really that great? Or do you underestimate it? Got him.
"Haha...Lin Shaobing! Haven't you always ignored these things? It seems that the Lin family is determined to intervene in the grudge between our Soul Sacrifice Sect and Feng Mian's disappearance. Since we are going to quarrel, I will not be afraid of you."
The person who suddenly appeared was none other than Lin Shaobing. This person was truly second only to Lin Xiuran in the Lin family. He was also a direct clan member, so Lin Xiuran wanted to call him eldest brother.
Snapped!
Closing the folding fan, Lin Shaobing turned around and looked at the deputy sect leader Ye Guhong.
"That's wrong! Whether Feng Mian is alive or dead has nothing to do with me. I am here today simply because I can't stand your Soul Sacrifice Sect. Since you dare to provoke me, the Lin family, then one arm will be gone thing?"
The conversation changed and Lin Shaobing continued: "More importantly, your Soul Sacrifice Sect has hindered Xiu Ran's affairs and blocked her way. This makes me very unhappy, so you still need to pay a price!"
The folding fan swung violently, and a red-gold energy surged, turning into a shadow and attacking Ye Guhong head-on. The latter's body flashed, and the dead soldiers behind him turned into flying ashes and disappeared on the spot.
"What a strong method! The Lin family are indeed evildoers. The Soul Sacrifice Sect has underestimated its capabilities and dares to provoke such a terrifying existence head-on. I really don't want to live."
As soon as he stepped forward, Lin Shaobing took a step forward, his breath flowing, forming an independent space surrounding him.
Streams of energy exploded in it. He waved the folding fan fiercely, and the energy spread along the surface of the fan.
In two breaths, all the dead soldiers of the Soul Sacrifice Sect disappeared without any surprise.
Ye Guhong froze on the spot, staring at Lin Shaobing: "You are looking for death!"
The afterimage flickered, and a gray-black energy surged in Ye Guhong's sleeves and robes, forming an arc shape and impacting Lin Shaobing's face. The latter's figure swept upwards, and the folding fan blocked his face, easily blocking it.
Down.
"The aura is vain and flashy. You practice in a heretical way, and your Soul Sacrifice Sect is only capable of this. Are you still thinking of subverting the wilderness and reopening the gate to the underworld? It's a wishful thinking!"
Many cultivators present looked at each other in confusion. If what Lin Shaobing said was true, then the Soul Sacrifice Sect's ambitions were really too great. Wasn't the gate to the underworld closed many years ago?
Everyone unanimously faced the Soul Sacrifice Sect, and the opponent's power was no longer enough. Lin Shaobing alone was enough to destroy most of the dead soldiers. The situation on Mang Mountain was already very clear.
"Okay! Feng Mian, you are awesome! I have underestimated your strength and influence. Since people from the Lin family have come forward today, I will not entangle you for the time being. The next time we meet, it will not be so simple."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rose into the sky. Powerful energy surged above the folding fan.
"You've already said this once. Deputy Sect Master, I said that since I'm here, you have to pay the price. So you want to leave? I'm afraid it's not that easy!"
The air wave swept across, and everyone subconsciously stepped back. Lin Shaobing's aura spread, surrounding many dead soldiers and Ye Guhong: "Next, I want to kill you, and it has nothing to do with Feng Mian!"
The afterimage flashed, and others could only see two figures intertwining in the center, colliding continuously.
As a younger generation, Lin Shaoqing's strength is not inferior to Ye Guhong's at all.
Black shadows and white lights intertwined, constantly entangled. Muffled sounds rang out. Everyone did not intervene, just watched quietly. This is the rule, Lin Shaoqing's battle will be resolved by himself.
Bang! Bang!
The red-gold dragon appeared, entangled Ye Guhong, and forced him to lower himself. He retreated one after another, unable to steady his breath. He stared at Lin Shaobing: "You...you really dare to kill me?"
The shadow flashed, and Lin Shaobing held a folding fan and approached Ye Guhong: "Why don't I dare?"
The energy on the folding fan is concentrated, and the gesture is about to take action.
Suddenly, a voice came: "Wait a minute, brother! He still has uses!"
Lin Xiuran came quickly and blocked Lin Shaobing's attack: "Uncle Feng's body is in the crystal coffin of the Soul Sacrifice Sect. Now it is just a shadow. Only Ye Guhong knows where it is, so he is still valuable."
Lin Shaobing looked at Lin Xiuran, a little helpless, and smiled fondly.
"Sister, it seems like you really missed out on being a female college student."
The red gold energy happened to be the nemesis of the Yin evil energy, so Feng Mian had no chance to take action. The oolong caused by the Soul Sacrifice Sect had already been suppressed.
Everyone had surprised expressions on their faces and spread their hands.
"Is this solved? The dignified deputy leader of the Soul Sacrifice Sect was forcefully suppressed by a junior. It's ridiculous."
This is the fact, Lin Xiuran and Lin Shaoqing walked towards Fengmian together.
"Sorry, I didn't catch up with the person who suddenly appeared before. But according to my judgment, he is also a hidden person of the Soul Sacrifice Sect. After killing Bai Zhenyi, there are some things I don't want you to know."
Lin Shaobing looked at Feng Mian and frowned slightly: "The strength is not bad, and the physical fitness is not bad. But I say sister, your vision of looking at people is a little bit worse this time. At his level, if you catch him
A lot."
Lin Xiuran coughed lightly and did not answer this topic.
"Feng Mian, I'll leave it to you to handle the rest. Should you take uncle back now, or..."
"Haha...haha...after all, you still want Feng Junyang's body. To tell you the truth, his body is not here, but in the main altar of our Soul Sacrifice Sect. Besides, just having a body doesn't help.
Not even the heart lamp!"
The next moment, Lin Shaobing's afterimage flashed, and his folding fan shot out a blast of energy, directly towards Ye Guhong's eyebrows.
Bang! Bang! Boom!
The energy exploded, and Ye Guhong's body also exploded. But then everyone realized that the deputy sect leader in front of them was just his clone. No wonder Lin Shaobing would take action without hesitation.
"I have said that if you want Feng Junyang's body and want to give him a last chance to live, Feng Mian must come alone, not even one more person. I won't play with you this time.
"
Feng Mian's face was gloomy, his fists were clenched, and he stared at Lin Shaobing.
Seeing this, the latter stepped forward and stared at him: "What, you blame me for being too impulsive? Blame me for killing that guy too quickly? See clearly, he is just an afterimage clone, not a real existence."
"Feng Mian, your endurance and mental state are simply not enough. If I hadn't appeared and just found an excuse to send Ye Guhong away, do you think you could have escaped easily today?"
Nanming's sword trembled, and Feng Mian faced Lin Shaobing. The atmosphere was solemn, and the two momentums were colliding invisibly.
What do these two people mean? Why are they suddenly at odds?
At a certain moment, Feng Mian thought, the aura on his body spread, and the two of them took a step back at the same time.
Holding his hands, Feng Mian raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "That's not what I meant, Lin Shaobing, Ran Ran's eldest brother? That's my uncle! Disrespect! Disrespect!"
The style of painting changes so fast that people are caught off guard!
A blush flashed across Lin Xiuran's pretty face, but she didn't say anything.
Many other people looked at this scene and rolled their eyes at the same time.
"This Feng Mian is usually serious, but I didn't expect him to be so thick-skinned at this time! He knew that we were evenly matched and might have the upper hand in the long run, but he actually started to get too close. How shameless."
Lin Shaobing was also stunned, and then laughed.
"Interesting, you are really interesting. Feng Mian, this is the first time I have seen you like this. You are elegant and able to bend and stretch. It seems that I must re-examine you."
Turning his head, Lin Shaobing looked at Lin Xiuran. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Sister, has this guy always been like this? Shameless and shameless, just getting close to people casually?"
Lin Xiuran turned around and left, and a faint voice came: "Don't talk to me, I don't know him!"