Qin Huahai, Qin Jianli and others were all confused, and they were all at a loss.
Qin Hua drifted and grabbed the tracking liquid and compared it tightly.
It’s the tracking liquid that tracks Lin Yang!
And the direction of the tracking fluid...is nothing wrong!
Right behind the attendant of the Martial God!
In other words... this person is pursuing the attendant of the Martial God?
Qin Hua felt like she was almost unable to breathe.
"Brother..."
Qin Huahai opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.
"Do you think...is there a possibility?"
Qinhua drifted and asked coldly.
"It's so irritating... Then he is the attendant of the God of Martial Arts after all..."
"I think it's too...but... the fact is here..."
"Brother, I must have made something wrong. I think it's better to send someone to the front to intercept it! If Lin Yang is asked to escape back to Piaomiao City, then our Qinjian Family will have a very small chance of regaining the "Ten Thousand Swords Picture" and drawing swords and pens!"
Qinpaohaidao.
"My second brother is right. I immediately took someone from the small path to the front and went to circumvent the Lin man's surname!"
Qin Jianli snorted and turned around and wanted to leave.
"stop!"
Qin Hua suddenly shouted when she drifted.
"Brother... are you afraid that we won't find that boy? Don't worry, even if he escapes from my sight with means, I must pull him out this time!"
Qin Jianli snorted.
Qin Hua drifted and shook her head, looked at the valley entrance lightly, and said calmly: "The tracking liquid is right! We made a wrong judgment. Lin Yang was not in front of the attendant of the Martial God, he was behind!"
rear?
Everyone's breathing is solidified, so they can look at it in a hurry.
But another figure rushed out from the entrance of the strange mountain.
It’s none other than Lin Yang!
Now, the people in the Qinjian family all lost their brains.
Even though they no longer believe or admit it, now the facts are in front of them, who dares not accept it?
Whoosh swish swish swish swish swish...
Lin Yang rushed out and threw the natural sword violently.
The terrifying sword energy stormed like a wave.
The attendant of the Martial God in front had no choice but to turn around and resist.
The virulence on his neck had already evaporated, causing his speed and strength to decrease.
After shattering the sword energy, the attendant of the Martial God still wanted to run away.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom...
Countless thunders fell from the sky and slashed hard on the road ahead of him.
If it were the past, the attendant of the Martial God would have ignored these lightnings, but now it is not possible.
Affected by the poisonous force and a broken arm, he had no time to treat it, and his condition was extremely poor and he might not be able to withstand these thunderfalls.
He had no choice but to stop.
Without hesitation, Lin Yang rushed over and slashed at the attendant of the Martial God with a knife!
The attendant of the Martial God gritted his teeth and raised his arms to resist.
Bang!
The broken sword rises horizontally, holding the fallen natural sword.
The power of tyranny came from the blade.
The poor-deep attendant of the Martial God immediately knelt down on one knee, unable to hold on with his arm, and he could not hold on.
On the hillside, everyone from the Qinjian family opened their mouths and stared blankly.
"He actually... suppressed the attendant of the Martial God with one sword?"
"I...I'm not dreaming, aren't I?"
"This son's power is so amazing?"
"Look at everyone, the arm of the attendant of the Martial God!"
At this time, someone noticed something and shouted hurriedly.
People gasped in a cold look.
"The dignified Martial God's attendant...is only one arm left?"
"My God, Lin Yang... what is the strength of that?"