Feng Lin turned around strangely and found a sunny, handsome guy with a short hair.
If he hadn't met the old beggar Cao Jiutian again, Feng Lin might have forgotten this man.
Because the appearance of the young man in front of him was tied to Cao Jiutian.
Feng Lin remembered it immediately.
This person is the chatty person I met in a restaurant before.
Like himself, he felt that Cao Jiutian was a master.
"I remember you, your name is Yang Fan."
Feng Lin looked at the blood on his shoulder, "Are you injured?"
Except for the red eyes, the person in front of me is no different from the Yanhuang people.
"Haha! Brother Lin, I know that you are not simple either. Those who dare to come here to practice are all warriors!"
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Of course, including myself."
"you alone?"
Feng Lin asked strangely.
"I'm sure. Didn't I tell you that when we were in the restaurant? I came out to practice by myself."
Yang Fan nodded.
Feng Lin was a little embarrassed. He talked a lot in the restaurant, but Feng Lin didn't even listen. He just responded.
It seems that he appeared in that area.
The purpose is to go to the northwest of the Central Continent, and then to the Western Continent.
"Brother Lin Yi, I think you are alone, how about we form a team?"
Yang Fan smiled and patted Feng Lin on the shoulder, "The treasures we get will be divided equally."
"No, I have teammates, but we are temporarily separated."
Feng Lin politely refused.
"Then can I recover temporarily by your side? I just wanted to show off and act like a hero to save the beauty, but I almost lost my life."
Yang Fan smiled and scratched his head.
"A hero saves a beauty?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"That's right, that girl's figure is amazing. If she could like me, I would laugh out of my dreams."
Yang Fan smiled and shook his head.
"In good shape?"
Feng Lin was shocked, could it be Cen Caixuan?
He immediately grabbed Yang Fan's arm, "What state is that woman in? Where is she?"
"The eighth level of Dacheng is in the formation of the building below us."
Yang Fan stomped the ground a few times with his feet.
"Take me there quickly!"
Feng Lin hurriedly said, "Dacheng is at the eighth level and has a good figure. Isn't that Cen Caixuan?"
"Brother, it's the ninth level of Perfection who has her idea, or two of them. Are you sure you want to go?"
Yang Fan said helplessly.
"If nothing else happens, she might be my wife!"
Feng Lin said sharply, "Do you think I should go or not?"
"What? It's your wife! Come with me!"
Yang Fan didn't care about the wounds on his body and jumped off this huge pyramid.
Feng Lin followed Yang Fan and didn't expect to find him so quickly.
The two of them came to the ground and rushed in through the gate of the pyramid.
What comes into view is a forest, and it seems that we have entered a phantom formation.
Under the leadership of Yang Fan, they came to the top of a mountain peak.
The ground here is full of potholes, but it is slowly being repaired, obviously due to the ability of the phantom formation.
"It was here just now!"
Yang Fan said to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin hovered at a high place and carefully felt the atmosphere around him.
"It's not Cen Caixuan..."
Feng Lin stared into the distance, where he indeed found a weak Dacheng eighth level.
It's just the pinnacle of the eighth level of Dacheng.
I remember that Cen Caixuan had just entered the eighth level of Dacheng not long ago, and it was impossible to reach the peak so quickly.
But now that he was here, Feng Lin rushed over.
…
The other side, just as Feng Lin guessed, was not Cen Caixuan.
But Feng Lin also knew this woman. She was the lotus in the pond of Bishui Spring.
After parting ways with Feng Lin last time, she also defeated her inner demon, Nangong Lingwei.
So I worked hard and finally came to this ancient battlefield ruins.
You know, even the sect leader of Bishuiquan and her grandfather Chiba were opposed to her coming here.
The ancient battlefields in the Western Continent are not as peaceful as those in the Eastern Continent.
If something happens here, Chiba can't do anything, but Chizhonglian insists on coming.
She wants to become stronger.
I have to say that this place is indeed very good for people to exercise, but the risk of death is also high.
This time, they were actually besieged by two perfect ninth-level ones.
"Little lady, don't run away. If it were a man, I would have broken your legs long ago."
A bald middle-aged man walked towards Chi Zhonglian with a smile, "But you are a girl, and I can't bear to part with such a good gun mount."
"Grandma's! I have played with many women, and this is the first time I have seen such a perfect big peach."
Next to the bald head was a strong one-eyed man. He licked his lips and said with a smile, "I really want you to sit on my face."
"You! Shameless!"
Chi Zhonglian roared at the two of them, her chin was stained red with blood, and her eyes were full of tears.
She also knew that if it was a normal fight, she would definitely die.
But they obviously didn't intend to kill themselves.
"Shameless? Sister, are you kidding me? This is the Western Continent! I'm usually interested in picking up any woman on the street to play with."
The bald man smiled and said, "Where do you think those mixed-bloods from the Western Continent come from?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Her Qi has been exhausted. I'm going to break her arm."
The one-eyed man walked over with a smile.
Chi Zhonglian's angry eyes were on fire, and she condensed a handful of ice thorns in her hand, "Even if I die, I will not take it easy on you!"
"You want to die?"
The one-eyed man was just about to take action when he noticed Qi Jin appearing behind him.
boom!
Feng Lin fell in front of Lian in the pool.
"You... Feng Lin?"
Chi Zhonglian stared at the person in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes.
She rubbed her eyes hard and thought she was dead. It was an hallucination.
"Lian in the pond, long time no see."
Feng Lin put his trouser pockets in and smiled.
Just now in the distant sky, he saw this woman with big waves, and then he realized that it was the lotus in the pond.
Speaking of which, she can be regarded as the friend Feng Lin met when he first stepped into a foreign land.
If you think about it carefully, the two of them haven't been apart for long.
But Feng Lin knew that the time between the two of them was much longer than he thought.
The bottom line is that time is wasted in traveling.
"Where did this kid come from? Are you planning to ruin our good deeds?" the bald man asked with cold eyes.
"Feng Lin, be careful! These are two perfect ninth levels, use the token to escape!"
Chi Zhonglian said immediately.
She knew that Feng Lin couldn't defeat the two people in front of her, so it was safest to use the transfer token to take her away.
"escape?"
Feng Lin looked at the two people in front of him with a smile, "No need!"
"Haha! Why have so many fools come to the battlefield recently? The Qi you rushed over with all your strength just now is only at level six. How can you come to a place like this!?"
The bald man touched his bald head, suddenly bursting with energy.
Boom!
A vine spike emerged from the ground beneath Feng Lin's feet, stabbing towards Feng Lin's heart.
brush!
Feng Lin slashed out with his sword. The sword energy was as thin as a cicada's wing and cut through the vines. The knife flew in front of the bald head in an instant.
"Haha! Little trick!"
The bald man gathered his energy into his fist and punched the sword energy.
boom!
The bald man who was originally smiling suddenly widened his eyes, and the sword energy was not broken.
He couldn't believe that even though he was perfect at level 9, he didn't break the sword energy at level 6.
Instead, the sword energy cut through his Qi bit by bit and had already hit his fist.
"Grass!"
The bald man cursed angrily and gathered energy in his other hand.
at this time!
A black shadow flashed past, Feng Lin passed through his sword energy, and smashed the bald man's neck with his sword.
"you……"
The bald man's eyes widened in disbelief.
brush!
The sword energy had no resistance and suddenly cut off the bald head's body and flew far away.
Chi Zhonglian, who was slumped on the ground behind him, watched all this in horror.
