Lord of Yin Talisman

Chapter 170 Final Battle

The same feeling of coldness and silence, but far surpassed the sword that Zuo Yu slashed out.

It's also pitch black, but the sword that Lin Siyuan slashed out carried a stern and absolutely icy killing intent, compared to Zuo Yu's mad killing intent with a sense of extinction, it was like the clash between a child and a giant man. contrast between.

Perhaps the child bared his teeth and claws, deliberately acting as a threat, but the giant man was able to hang the child up and hammer it with just a little force.

"The burial."

Lin Siyuan called out the Yuehua Sword, and the Yuehua Sword came out very naturally, cutting across a long jet-black belt, where everything passed by seemed to be silent, and everything fell into silence.

The same burial, how is it possible!

Zuo Yu looked at this sword, Shen Changming looked at this sword, the sword move was exactly the same as Zuo Yu's.

how can that be!

And how does this sword feel so much stronger than Zuo Yu's sword. Zuo Yu's sword feels like a poor imitation, and the real one is the sword made by Lin Siyuan.

Shen Changming felt that his soul fell into it unconsciously. Originally, his soul was damaged and was infected by this silent sword intent, so he fell into it unconsciously, involuntarily.

And Zuo Yu looked at this sword, mixed with complex emotions of astonishment, hesitation, mad killing intent, and a trace of calmness.

Impossible, how could this Lin Siyuan be able to master the Black Soul Sword Art, and this killing move, Zanyuan, was so much better than him.

Illusion, definitely illusion!

I just need to cut down the illusion with one sword, and with a firm sword heart, I can cut through the illusion.

With mad killing intent and a trace of calmness, Zuo Yu hesitated and cut down this type of burial in fear.

Originally, it was also a sword that could pose a threat to monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment, but in front of Lin Siyuan's sword.

Two black belts seem to be able to silence everything and devour everything, but one of them seems to be stunted, and its sluggish breath is far inferior.

Lin Siyuan's Yuehua sword fell, and the buried abyss fell.

The sword that Zuo Yu regarded as an illusion was cut down, just when Zuo Yu was expecting to break the illusion, the next moment.

Zuo Yu's top-grade flying sword was cut off, and the flying sword at the top-grade magic weapon level was cut off abruptly!
If Lin Siyuan used the Qingying Sword, it would be okay, the middle stage of foundation establishment versus the early stage of foundation establishment, Lin Siyuan's kendo state versus Zuo Yu's kendo state, Lin Siyuan's magic weapon flying sword versus Zuo Yu's top-grade magic weapon level flying sword.

What's more, the sword formula Zuo Yu used was deduced by Lin Siyuan...

But what Lin Siyuan used was the Yuehua Sword, the Yuehua Sword of the top-grade magic weapon level, and the Yuehua Sword of the top-quality magic weapon level cut off a top-quality flying sword abruptly.

Such a person who does not cultivate immortality does not cultivate immortality at all.

At this time, the sword was broken, Zuo Yu's burial abyss was broken, the connection between mind and mind was cut off abruptly, Zuo Yu's aura kept falling, and Zuo Yu's aura was weak and chaotic.

The mad killing intent in Zuo Yu's mind receded step by step, and his sobriety returned, how could this be possible.

The burial abyss was broken, and the top-quality flying sword that I sacrificed with my painstaking efforts was cut off abruptly. What is this...

Lin Siyuan chopped off the flying sword with a single blow, and the next moment, a divine soul brazenly invaded Zuo Yu's sea of ​​consciousness and began to look through it.

After refining the Heavenly Demon, Lin Siyuan naturally also mastered a little bit of the Heavenly Demon's means.

He began to look through Zuo Yu's sea of ​​knowledge about the memory of the Black Soul Sword Art, the memory of Shura's Seven Killing Skills.

The soul also scanned Zuo Yu's meridians and mana running without hesitation.

Is that so? Is this what the actual operation looks like? It turns out that this place can still be changed a little bit, but it still doesn’t work here.

Lin Siyuan looked at the scene where the Black Soul Sword Art and Shura's Seven Killing Skills that he had deduced were actually operating on the human body, so it was so.

Change it here, change it here.

After understanding everything, a ray of sword energy painlessly understood the life of Zuo Yuxia. Perhaps this arrogant and talented monk from the Zuo family never thought that he would die in the hands of an eighth-level alchemist who practiced Qi.

The harvest of this fruit is barely sweet, although it does not quench your thirst, after all, it is a foundation-building monk who practices his own skills.

If nothing else, there are still a few guys waiting to harvest...

All the harvesting is completed, and the process of raising, cultivating, and receiving the goods by myself is considered complete.

But there is one more person.

Lin Siyuan looked at Shen Changming who was standing quietly next to him, what should he do with this weak-breathing early foundation-building monk.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life."

Shen Changming threw himself into the ground directly. He was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but at the moment he was extremely embarrassed, and directly humbled himself into the soil.

He bowed his knees to Lin Siyuan, his head dropped directly, and even his body trembled uncontrollably, making a foundation-builder cultivator a little unable to control his body, what a fear it must be.

Shen Changming understands simple logical reasoning, Zuo Yu killed himself easily, and Lin Siyuan killed Zuo Yu easily, so it can be simply concluded that Lin Siyuan killed himself is not even easier.

Will Lin Siyuan, who suddenly appeared here, kill himself?

Shen Changming didn't dare to speculate.

Lin Siyuan looked at Shen Changming, but he didn't mean to kill him. After all, Shen Changming was just an ordinary foundation cultivator, and whether he lived or died, it wouldn't have much influence on Lin Siyuan.

A little thought.

Lin Siyuan said, "Hand over your secret technique, and it's over."

Shen Changming looked down on the other Lin Siyuan, but Lin Siyuan was still a little interested in the secret method that could spy on some of his inner emotions.

Lin Siyuan felt that it was reasonable to exchange this secret method for a chance of survival.

When Shen Changming heard these words, his heart that had been tense was slightly relieved.

Although I'm not sure if Lin Siyuan is lying, but at least I have a glimmer of hope, Lin Siyuan can kill himself whenever he wants.

It shouldn't be possible to deceive yourself.

So Shen Changming used his spiritual consciousness to burn the complete version of his secret method on one of his blank jade slips, and even burned his various experiences on it.

The various parts are meticulous, and Shen Changming can ensure that he is not so attentive to the children in the family to teach the secret method.

But now Shen Changming's only worry is that he is not hardworking enough to get Lin Siyuan's satisfaction.

In the end, the jade slip came into Lin Siyuan's hands. Lin Siyuan checked it out and found that he was satisfied with the value of this secret technique. He exchanged it for the life of a foundation-builder monk who was useless to him or even had no influence on him for another secret technique.

That's not bad.

"Then thank you fellow daoist, I hope that fellow daoist will live forever in immortality."

Lin Siyuan replied casually, and wished Shen Changming by the way, and said something nice, without using Lingshi.

Lin Siyuan left straight away.

Shen Changming's tense body immediately went limp, and he finally came back to life.

I, the Patriarch of the Shen family, actually looked like this, and he was a bit downcast.

But in the end it survived.

When Lin Siyuan left this battlefield, he naturally didn't simply want to leave, but felt that several excellent experimental subjects he had cultivated had gathered together.

The exercises that Lin Siyuan spread didn't do much tricks, they just left a million secret doors, with which Lin Siyuan could naturally sense the movement of these people at any time.

At this moment, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Zuo family faced the three Foundation Establishment cultivators from the four families.

There is also a Zuo Linfeng in the middle stage of foundation establishment on the Zuo family's side, if he hadn't taken into account the opponent's counterattack and what he wanted to draw.

Zuo Linfeng had already made a death move.

The three foundation-building cultivators, one from the Wang family and two from the Jin family, were all at the early stage of foundation-building.

The three foundation-building monks managed to withstand a round of blows, but the circle of activities was a little smaller. The three foundation-building monks from the Zuo family were constantly compressing their range of activities, and finally won in one fell swoop.

As long as they have nowhere to escape in the end, they can only bow their heads and capture them.

After the foundation-building cultivator of the Wang family added another bloodstain on his body, he finally couldn't help shouting, "I'm working hard here, Shen Changming! Where is Shen Changming going?"

"This guy won't run away when things go wrong."

Seeing this, the elderly foundation-builder of the Jin family smiled wryly, and said, "Brother Wang, don't complain, maybe something bad happened to Brother Shen."

The foundation-building monks of the Wang family finally calmed down.

Looking at the three Foundation Establishment cultivators who were pressing forward step by step, their faces were ugly. If this continues, the defeat of the three of them is inevitable.

"Even if the trash Shen Changming isn't here."

"What about Zhao Feng, among the four families in Chuzhou City, the one with the largest share belongs to his Zhao family."

"How can the Zhao family not do their best? What about Zhao Feng, I have news that this guy has already shown up."

"Just planning to lure the snakes out of the hole and catch them all in one go, isn't that counting as a one-shot catch?"

"Where is Zhao Feng!"

Speaking of this, the other two people did not refute, but their momentum declined a little. That's right, their biggest reliance was Zhao Feng, who was known as the number one master in the Chuzhou area.

But the real master didn't show his face, and they are here to kill people, what's the matter, after all, the Zhao family occupies the largest share in Chuzhou City.

Some of them also had doubts. What about Zhao Feng? Where did this guy go? It can be said that Zhao Feng was the one belief that supported them not to surrender and not to lose.

Zhao Feng, come out quickly.

Zuo Linfeng looked at the three foundation-establishment monks who were retreating step by step, until they would all collapse if they put in a little more effort. In fact, killing these three early-stage foundation-establishment monks was enough even for him alone.

The reason why such a situation has been maintained is to attract people out.

A very important person was brought out, but I don't know if this person is a shrinking turtle or simply absent, and has never come out.

This made Zuo Linfeng a little disappointed.

That being the case, the three foundation cultivators were all killed.

Just when Zuo Linfeng was about to be serious, a small voice suddenly caught his attention.

This is the sound of subtle footsteps, the sound of ordinary people's walking boots stepping on the road, but this sound seems to be stepping on people's heartstrings.

It is so exciting that one's heart can't help beating, even if an invisible hand is manipulating the beating of one's heart.

How is this going……

Zuo Linfeng reacted and quickly wrapped his heart with mana, making this effect disappear.

Just when the heart couldn't help beating, a figure suddenly appeared from a distance, as if shrinking into an inch, the figure quickly grew from small to large.

A seemingly slim figure appeared, with a slender figure, a thin figure, and even a pale complexion.

This is the appearance of Zhao Feng, the number one expert in Chuzhou. The three foundation cultivators from the Wang family and the Jin family were relieved to see Zhao Feng's arrival, and they finally counted.

But after Zhao Feng stopped, when people could really see everything on him clearly, it made the other two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Zuo family feel as if they were struck by lightning.

This, unexpectedly...

Even the three Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Wang family of the Jin family were a little surprised, and then delighted.

Because there were two heads hanging on Zhao Feng's body, they were just two dead heads, but these two dead heads were the dead heads of the Foundation Establishment monks.

All of them were Foundation Establishment cultivators from Chuzhou, and this time they chose the Foundation Establishment cultivators on the Zuo Family's side.

Two foundation-building monks, two foundation-building monks!
But at this moment their heads are hanging on Zhao Feng's body so easily, so easily.

"Peng Jing, Ge Zihang." One of the foundation cultivators from the Zuo family said the names of these two people with an ugly face. He is not from the Zuo family, but the price from the Zuo family is high enough, and he wants to be in Chuzhou City. Only after grabbing a hand did he agree to the Zuo family's invitation.

But now it seems that this invitation not only has spirit stones, but also life.

It was so easy to kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but Zhao Feng killed these two Foundation Establishment cultivators so easily, it was impossible for them to escape.

Is he worthy of being the number one master in Chuzhou?

With a chilly face, he thought that if it wasn't for the fact that the two monks next to him were all monks from the Zuo family, and one of them was Zuo Linfeng in the middle stage of foundation establishment, he would have run away now.

"Brother Wang, two fellow Jin Daoists, I'm late because I have to do something."

Zhao Feng first apologized. After all, it was indeed close, and the three foundation-building monks would be gone. These three foundation-building monks, including the families behind them, were all on the Zhao family's side.

Afterwards, Zhao Feng turned his head and looked at Zuo Linfeng.

"Fellow Daoist Zuo, have you thought about how you died?"

At this moment, Zhao Feng's restrained aura erupted unscrupulously. Originally, it was only the aura of the middle stage of foundation establishment, and it skyrocketed all the way to the late stage of foundation establishment. At the peak of the late stage of foundation establishment, the fake alchemy stopped.

Fake alchemy cultivation base, accompanied by Zhao Feng's words, you think about how to die.

It's really heart-shattering, fake alchemy!
How to die, these echoed in the air like thunder, and the aura of fake pills bloomed.

The originally slender and thin figure began to swell, step by step, and the clothes changed accordingly.

A burly, burly Zhao Feng with muscles like iron appeared, even more fierce than his body, except for his face, he had nothing similar to the previous Zhao Feng, regardless of his cultivation level, imposing manner, or temperament.

Here, Zhao Feng, who has a fake alchemy cultivation base and has suddenly grown in size, unscrupulously released an almost fierce aura
Zuo Linfeng has been watching it all the time, and there is a little more cautiousness in his eyes. Is Zhao Feng so strong.

But he didn't seem to have no chance of winning. Under Zuo Linfeng's seemingly calm eyes was the boundless killing intent suppressed by him. As long as he wanted, he could release it at any time.

The display of Zhao Feng's strength is so satisfying that Lin Siyuan is satisfied that this Zhao Feng is in better condition than he expected, it is really too good.

(End of this chapter)