Feng Lin threw the middle-aged man to the ground and leaned against a stone.
"Who are you? You dare to break into our territory, don't you want to live?"
Only then did the middle-aged man see the person in front of him clearly.
With the energy he just unleashed, he knew he was no match, so he revealed the person behind him.
"Do you know where this is? Our sea area has already changed to a new owner!"
While the middle-aged man was talking, two women with disheveled hair ran out of the cave just now.
Yin Lan lowered his eyes and asked softly: "Stop talking nonsense, I find it troublesome. Where is the entrance to your ruins?"
"You want to meet our new master?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Well, take me there now."
Yin Lan nodded.
"Okay, come with me!"
The middle-aged man felt that the two people in front of him should be the remnants of those forces that they defeated.
I came here with the intention of taking revenge.
But they were too naive, their new master's strength was unfathomable.
Led by the middle-aged man, they came to a cave in the mountain and walked nearly a hundred meters inside, which was the formation at the entrance to the ruins.
"Our master is inside."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he was ready to go in.
Feng Lin glanced at Yin Lan next to him and found that he had no reaction.
Since the other party is not afraid of this person and spreads their news, Feng Lin will naturally not speak.
The figure of the middle-aged man disappeared here.
Yin Lan sighed helplessly, "Hey, trouble, we're going to fight again. I feel like I can't exert any strength in my whole body."
After saying that, he put his hand on the formation.
The formation flashed a ripple, and Yin Lan entered the formation.
"Let's go in too, just to see this person's strength."
Ye Yourong's voice came over.
"Um."
Feng Lin had the same plan.
Enter the ruins.
The surroundings are still black, and the bright stars in the night sky add some brightness to the place.
As soon as Feng Lin appeared here, he found that all the guards around him had gathered around him.
However, their realms are not very high, and the strongest person is the fifth level of Dacheng.
"Who are you? How dare you break into our War Horse City!"
The leader, Dacheng Fifth Level, pointed at Yin Lan and asked.
Yin Lan didn't speak, he just stepped on the ground and released his energy.
Boom!
The energy of the ninth level of Dacheng burst out from his body, but it was fleeting.
Even so, many of the guards here turned pale with fear.
"Hey, brothers, you have also seen my state. I am too lazy to take action against you and give way."
While speaking, Yin Lan's hand touched the space ring on his finger.
In his hand, a pure black long sword appeared.
At the tail of the long sword, instead of a sword spike, there is a pair of bells hanging.
The bell was one black and one white, and as he shook his sword, a crisp sound came from it.
He hung the black sword on his waist and walked deeper into the area with a calm expression.
Jingle bell! Jingle bell!
As he moved around, the bell hanging on the sword began to ring.
There are many guards around, you look at me, I look at you, they don't dare to be the first to step forward.
They live in this sea area, and battles happen from time to time. They have experienced so much, so they naturally know it clearly.
The first person to come forward will definitely die.
Finally, Feng Lin and Yin Lan walked deep into the ruins together.
Suddenly, there was a huge energy fluctuation in the sky, and a blazing fire appeared in the black night sky.
brush!
A flame spear came out of the fire, so fast that there was a violent sound of breaking through the air.
The target of the spear was Yin Lan who was walking in front.
Feng Lin didn't take action. Anyway, he could dodge with divine reflexes. Let's see what Yin Lan's strength is this time.
Jingle Bell.
There was just a clear ringing sound, and Yin Lan had already taken off the long sword hanging on his waist without knowing when.
Moreover, the tip of his sword was pointing diagonally towards the sky, just in contact with the tip of the spear.
Boom!
Energy surged around him, and the black energy on Yin Lan's body was released instantly.
The ground beneath his feet was falling apart and collapsing.
Jingle bell! Jingle bell!
The bell hanging on the black sword kept making sounds.
Suddenly, the flame spear became fragmented.
Not only that, all the surrounding flowers, trees, and architectural peaks were neatly cut away.
After everything was over, Yin Lan hung the sword on his waist again and sighed helplessly, "Oh, trouble, I really want to die!"
Boom!
Everything that was cut around collapsed.
"What kind of skill is this?"
Ye Yourong's voice came over.
Feng Lin's eyes were half-squinted and his expression was solemn, "This is not a skill, he was just swinging his sword just now, too fast for you to see clearly."
Not only Ye Yourong didn't see it clearly, but Feng Lin didn't see it completely either.
If it weren't for the bell hanging on the tail of the sword, this trajectory would be more elusive, and Feng Lin wouldn't be able to see how many sword swings he just made.
"Swinging a sword? Isn't his sword always touching the flaming spear?"
Ye Yourong asked in surprise.
"That's right, while he was holding the flaming spear and the bells were ringing crazily, he swung at least seven swords to dismember the flaming spear."
Feng Lin himself is also a speed type, and his dynamic vision is far higher than that of people of the same level.
If he only looked at the sword body, he could only see two or three swords. Adding the trajectory of the bell, he could capture five or six swords.
But even so, I still didn't see it completely.
This person is indeed not simple.
boom!
A huge fireball appeared in the sky, and the fireball fell from a high place.
After the flames dissipated, a bald middle-aged man wearing black armor appeared here.
"Who are you? If you attack our war horses, will you take enough lives?"
The bald head's eyes flashed with flames, which were particularly dazzling under the dark night sky.
"Hey, I just want to chat with your new boss. So far, I haven't killed anyone."
Yin Lan sighed helplessly.
"Our boss, you can also see him? Who do you think you are?"
The bald man suddenly burst out with energy.
This is a person who is even more powerful than the ninth level of perfection.
Feng Lin felt that the spirit stone absorbed by the opponent must be more than one hundred tons.
"troublesome!"
Yin Lan's hand was grasped on the hilt of the sword.
Jingle bell! Jingle bell…
Around him, time seemed to stand still, and there was a brief silence.
The next moment, the bald head's body was shaken violently, his armor was torn apart, and he vomited blood and flew backwards.
Boom!
The bald head hit the mountain in the distance, and countless pieces of gravel rolled down from the mountain.
"You can obviously speak well."
After Yin Lan finished speaking, he continued walking deeper.
"What the hell! What's going on?"
Ye Yourong's voice was a little confused. After being reminded by Feng Lin just now, she concentrated on observing the sword on her waist.
But we could only see him drawing and sheathing his sword, and couldn't tell how many times he swung it in between.
"I didn't see anything normal, only three swords."
Feng Lin was also observing carefully, and this time he saw it clearly.