Qin Wuying only felt that his whole body was in extreme panic, and his heart was in extreme contradiction. His body was scared, and his heart was also scared. He was afraid of Lin Yu's cold sword edge.
It would pierce into his throat, fearing that he would also show a fearful and uneasy expression like his previous opponents.
While he was afraid, he was also looking forward to Lin Yu's sword quickly piercing into his throat, looking forward to the moment that was about to make him crazy, even at the cost of his life, he would be willing to go there.
When Lin Yu's sword moved, Qin Wuying was ready to die, but when he closed his eyes tightly, the sharp blade stabbed into his throat, he never waited.
Just when he was puzzled, Lin Yu's Qingfeng Sword had already returned to the sheath. Everything was so quiet that it made him suddenly feel like he wanted to suffocate.
After a moment, Qin Wuying calmed down and shouted loudly: "Why didn't you kill me?"
Lin Yu smiled slightly and asked, "Why should I kill you?" After saying that, Lin Yu turned around and left without waiting for Qin Wuying to answer.
Looking at Lin Yu's back as he was about to leave, Qin Wuying wanted to stop him, but after a few twists of words, he swallowed them again. For a swordsman who has been famous in the world for a long time, this is a
A shame, but he didn't want to die, he was still unwilling to accept that he was really defeated like this, unwilling to accept that his sword was not as fast as Lin Yu, unwilling to accept that he was not as happy as Lin Yu...
In fact, Lin Yu did not kill him not just because of kindness, but also for a more important reason. He killed Qin Wuying, Zui Jingang, Wang Long, and Li Tianyi, so that he could survive, he would fight to the death.
, This is not the result he wants. Although it is not difficult to kill the three of them, it will take some effort. But the sacred god and the thief's holy hand king Zhongfei are here, just like the sinister being ready to attack at any time
, staring at him fiercely, and the heavy sword that had been hiding in the dark, had not appeared in the world. He had to leave enough energy to deal with them.
At this time, everyone present was shocked. Wang Long, Li Tianyi and Zui Jingang all had their expressions as if they were petrified. They subconsciously moved back, their pupils immediately contracted, and they looked at Lin Yu in panic.
It seemed that if you were not careful, the head on your neck would disappear.
Feng Jianping also showed a hint of pain on his face. It was impossible, it was impossible. Lin Yu's sword technique could not be so powerful, it was absolutely impossible... At this time, he was struggling deeply in his heart. Could it be that it was really
I have to practice that sword book so that I can defeat Lin Yu?
Afeng didn't feel any surprise at all. The expression on his face was still the same, drinking and enjoying himself, as if these were all taken for granted.
After a long time, the Cang Shen clapped his hands and smiled, saying, "It turns out that a young man has become a hero. I really admire him for such achievements at such a young age!"
Lin Yu smiled coldly and replied: "Senior Candidate praise me. I wonder if I can leave now?"
The remnant god had not answered yet, and the thief Saint-Hand King Zhongfei, who had not spoken next to him, snorted coldly and said, "It's not that easy to leave. Let's leave the secrets of heaven before talking!"
Lin Yu's face changed slightly, then he sneered and said, "Do you want to fight me too?"
Wang Zhongfei flew down from the branch like a night bat and shouted coldly: "That's the point!"
The Saint-Hand King Zhongfei is a long-standing figure in the world. His light skills are naturally unique. In today's martial arts world, his light skills rank second, and basically no one dares to claim to be the first. He has sneaked in many times.
The guardian palace stole rare treasures, and finally stole martial arts secrets from the Sutra Library of Shaolin Temple. They were discovered by the Shaolin guardian monk. They chased them from Henan to Shandong, then chased them outside the pass, and finally went to the desert, traversing for nearly thousands of miles, but
He didn't catch up with him.
Lin Yu's expression sank slightly. Although he might not be defeated when he fought with the thief's holy hand king Zhongfei, he might not be defeated, but the remnant god next to him made him feel a headache. The heavy sword that had been hiding in the dark shook Guo Tianlong from all directions.
I haven't shown up yet...
The Saint Hand King Zhongfei of the Thieves caught a slight change in Lin Yu's expression and smiled coldly: "Why, are you scared?"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yu's mouth and said, "Whether you are afraid, you'll know if you want to try it."
King Zhongfei of the Thieves snorted coldly and said, "What a big tone. Today, let Grandpa of the Thieves snatch me and try it out and see if the Qingfeng Nine Swords are really as powerful as the legendary one?"
Lin Yu stood alone with his sword, smiled coldly, and said, "Since that's the case, then come!"
"Okay!" Wang Zhongfei deserves to be the saint among the thieves. His speed is ashamed. Before the sound of the word "good" has fallen, his whole figure flew over like a bat lurking in the darkness. Two short blades pierced the sky, just like
Two blood-sucking fangs suddenly rushed to Lin Yu.
Lin Yu was shocked when he saw this. Although he had heard about the light skills of the thief's Saint-Hand King Zhongfei in advance, he was a master in the martial arts world, but what he saw with his own eyes today still felt quite trembling, so fast
Even his master, Old Man Qingfeng, may not be able to use his speed like lightning.
Lin Yu's expression slowly sank, his eyes as sharp as a sharp sword, staring at the black ghost. Suddenly, he saw blood flashing in front of him, and two short blades filled with cold light and wiped out death in front of him.
Spiritual sparks.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Yu's brows frowned tightly, condensed into a cloud of sorrow, and his body was as light as a fog, tilting slightly backwards.
Wang Zhongfei was not willing to miss this great opportunity. Then he showed a hideous smile, attacked the short blade, and blasted out the gorgeous fire like death, and rushed to Lin Yu's life gate.
Just as the black shadow reached Lin Yu's throat, a sword shadow suddenly flashed. Wang Zhongfei was shocked and immediately changed his body skills and quickly rotated to one side.
In this first round, the fight against each other did not ask for any advantage from each other.
Lin Yu held the Qingfeng Sword tightly, his pupils began to shrink slightly, his eyes were shining, and he stared at the ghost-like King Zhongfei, the thief, and the holy hand of the thief, indeed, it seemed that the situation today was more than imagined.
It's much more difficult.
Wang Zhongfei's heart was already filled with storm. Although he had been suppressing his emotions, the cold sweat behind him was still flowing down. The sword just now was so fast. If he hadn't discovered it in time, he would have probably already been
The corpse was on the spot.
Above the empty mountains and fields, there was another silence like death. The wind was still blowing, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the fallen leaves danced one after another.
"Hehe, wonderful, wonderful!" Can Shen suddenly clapped his palm and laughed loudly.
At this time, Afeng, who had been drinking beside him, took the call and replied with a smile: "Yes, it was indeed a wonderful show, it's a pity..."
When the Can Shen heard this, his face turned colder and he asked softly: "What a pity?"
Afeng pointed to a seat opposite, smiled, and said, "It's a pity that no one drinks with me, and it's really meaningless to drink and watch the show alone."
Everyone was shocked at this moment. When was this time? He was just thinking about drinking. He was such a weird person. Wang Long was so angry that his face was blue and purple. He spent a lot of money and did not invite a helper.
Many people even found a guy who was in the way.
The sacred god suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, this proposal is good. I wonder if Brother Lin Yu can enjoy the glory of the water and drink a glass of water?"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yu's mouth. At this time, he knew very well that this was the Central Plains martial arts world, not the big desert thousands of miles away. The remnant god dared not fight with him, otherwise the eight major sects on Mount Hua and
Once all the masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect are released, he will have no power to resist.
And judging from the expression of the scammer, he just said that his master Qingfeng was lying near Mount Hua. He had already believed it a little, and he was worried about the existence of Qingfeng, so he didn't dare to do anything to himself?
Of course, in terms of martial arts, I am definitely not the opponent of the scattered god. Besides, I am still injured, so it will be meaningless to continue fighting like this. What's more, the East Factory, the Dark Heliu, and the Western Region Demon Sect are all eyeing each other in the dark.
Staring at it!
It seems that Can Shen wanted to solve this problem in another way. Thinking of this, Lin Yu smiled coldly and replied: "Senior Can Shen invites you, how can you not obey?"
The rebellious god sneered and said, "Okay, then please sit down!" After that, he made a call.
Lin Yu did not move, but just smiled and shook his head.
A trace of doubt flashed in the sinister eyes, and he shouted, "Have you ever regretted it?"
Lin Yu smiled and shook his head, saying, "That's not, I just think this is not a good place to drink."
The expression of the sacred god changed and he said, "Oh, then what place did you say is a good place to drink?"
Lin Yu smiled and said, "Of course it's a quiet place, otherwise some messy guys will disturb our drinking pleasure."
Before Lin Yu could finish his voice, Wang Long shouted angrily with a gun: "Lin Yu, who do you think is the messy guy?"
A cold smile flashed in Lin Yu's eyes like water, and he replied: "Master Wang, who is a mess? I think Senior Candid God should know very well!"
The remnant god suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, it's up to you!" Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became cold, and he shouted coldly at Wang Long and others: "Young Master Lin Yu and I went to the small bamboo forest."
If you drink, whoever comes with you will die!”
The last word "death" is full of murderous aura, which makes people feel chilled when they hear it. It scares Wang Long and others so much that they dare to be angry but not speak out, so they have to nod their heads to say yes.
Seeing this, Can Shen Tieguai pointed at the guards of the East Factory who were so scared that they were trembling all over, and shouted coldly: "You guys prepare the wine and food, follow me!"
The four guards of the East Factory were so scared that they shivered. They glanced at Wang Long hurriedly, nodded quickly, saying that they did not dare to be negligent.
Lin Yu walked gently to Afeng and laughed respectfully, "Brother, you have a good alcohol tolerance. Are you interested in following him to have a drink?"
Afeng smiled and said, "As long as I have wine, I will certainly be interested."
The expression of the culprit god darkened slightly, but he didn't have to directly object to this, and even if there was one more A Feng, it didn't matter.
At this moment, a mountain wind blew over, raising the cold smile on the corner of the curd god's mouth...