Immortal Sword Master

How did you talk? Rong Yan couldn't listen anymore, she stood up and wanted to argue, but Wang Peng stopped her.

Okay, okay, everyone, don't say a few words.

He looked at Lin Xin. From the day he saw him, His Royal Highness had a calmness and sophistication that did not match his age, and he shook his head slightly at this time.

He calmed down the two girls by talking nonsense. Seeing that no one was arguing with her, Feng Ling calmed down a little and got out of the car under the tug of the young man.

Let me tell you, if it weren't for you just now, I would have...

From a distance, Feng Ling could be heard cursing loudly.

Lin Xin sat on the seat and stretched out his hand to grab the back of the seat in front of him. Suddenly, he felt a strange overlapping feeling like riding a long-distance passenger bus on Earth.

The carriage outside the window is also constantly moving down. Except for the modern facilities that can't be seen at all, the rest of the place is exactly the same as in the previous life.

Outside the window, a piece of gray stone and gray land kept passing by, and the sound of the wheels continued, which made Lin Xin, who felt a little unreal for a while, change his mind.

Anyway, we're going to take this convoy along the way, and we'll leave when we get there. It's important to hide your identity, so you just bear with it for now. Wang Peng was still whispering to Rong Yan and Qiu Ling, especially Qiu Ling.

Obviously, the three of them were talking through sound transmission, but Lin Xin felt as if there was no obstacle, and he could easily hear what the three of them were saying.

Ever since he balanced his attributes, his spiritual will has greatly improved, and he suddenly discovered that he has this ability.

The attribute has been strengthened to the point where it is now, compared to when it did not absorb the evil god's original embryo, it is almost twice as strong.

The simple average attribute of 50 points at the beginning was equivalent to about the early stage of Jindan, and now it is more than 100 points. According to actual speculation and comparison, it may be equivalent to the later stage of Jindan.

Of course, this is simply not using other forces. It's just when you use your body to fight.

As for the Yuan Dou Mogong, because the practice time is still short, it is a genius who can reach the fourth level.

The fourth floor is equivalent to the cultivation level of the foundation building period of ordinary magic arts. In other words, he, Lin Xin, has only practiced the Yuan Dou Mogong for such a short time now, and he has obtained the strength and cultivation level equivalent to that of ordinary monks in the foundation establishment stage.

This is the top speed no matter in the righteous way or the magic way.

But I still feel very weak against Shang Yuanjing... He recalled the feeling when facing the old monster Yuanjing, that feeling as if the whole world was squeezing and blocking him. Every inch of air seems to be his own enemy, and he is unwilling to breathe even a trace of oxygen into his body.

Even if Jindan asks, it is far from giving me this feeling. It seems that there is a huge gap between Jindanqi and Yuanjing. I just don't know how far my attributes can be raised to truly fight against Yuanjing-level monsters. .”

I weighed it in my head.

Lin Xin spent all his time practicing the magic spell, constantly refining the star power in his body and transforming it into magic energy. Then the magic energy can condense a new magic pill.

It was Wang Peng and the others who were chatting casually with Xiaoyuhu about the problems in practice, of course they were communicating through sound transmission. The discussion was in full swing.

I don't know how long it has been. There was a muffled bang.

The entire carriage tilted down, as if it had rolled into some pit and got stuck.

The black bull barked a few times vigorously. Still can't move. Just let the car shake a few times.

what happened?

The passengers in the car asked questions one after another. Someone got up and tried to go outside to see what was going on.

Lin Xin didn't move in his seat, he didn't move, Xiaoyuhu Wang Peng and others didn't move either.

The sound of the convoy guard getting off the car was faintly heard outside.

It's a class of cows!

Someone is shouting.

Squad cows...

A monk sitting in the front breathed a sigh of relief.

It is said that there are often large herds of bulls migrating far away for the winter.

Ban Niu... Lin Xin looked out the window.

In front of the convoy, I saw a large herd of black cattle rushing up from the side of the convoy with crazy red eyes, as if they hadn't exhausted their energy all the way.

The already narrow mountain road suddenly became more crowded.

The strange thing is that each of these bulls has only three legs. One in the front and two in the back, bouncing all the way, squeezed together and rushed towards the convoy.

Baa~~~!

A cry similar to that of a lamb came from the herd of cattle continuously.

A few bulls ran past the window of the carriage. Pausing for a short while, he glanced curiously at the people in the car.

This is a class bull? What a weird breed. Lin Xin looked at this creature with a little curiosity.

boom! !

Suddenly there was a deafening explosion from the vehicle in front.

Who is it!!? The voice of the team father came suddenly.

Someone sneak attack!

The yelling of people was drowned in the wild yelling of the cattle. Almost inaudible.

It's for the goods!

That Feng Ling's voice yelled.

In the compartment where Lin Xin was staying, only the slight sound of sword clashing could be heard faintly. The guards of these convoys are swordsmen and swordsmen who walk the rivers and lakes. In this kind of world, if they cannot be admitted to the Xianmen sect to become a monk, then they can only practice some fake skills to serve as bodyguards and the like.

Or some family capital. You can also apply for managerial recruitment. After all, no matter it is a sect gang, any kind of force needs managers in terms of writing. Coordinate all aspects of affairs.

The so-called poor culture and rich martial arts really need to be well-trained in martial arts, and all of them are high-end and lethal third-rate or above.

Those who can be regarded as high-level in the arena are not bad, at least they can dominate a county.

It's very close to Wuxiang Tieling, so it's best not to reveal your identity. Wait and see. Lin Xin said via voice transmission.

Wang Peng and others, who were eager to try, also slowly suppressed it, trying to keep calm.

The sound outside was getting louder and closer. There seemed to be a violent dispute.

The few people who went out in the carriage also came back, and their faces were a little ugly.

There are a lot of people! one person whispered.

Could it be that the people who came after us came?! A few distressed young ladies sitting on the other side spoke in a low voice, with a somewhat panicked expression.

Brother wouldn't do such a great job... One of the older men was uncertain.

clang!

Boom! !

Suddenly there was the sound of a weapon being knocked into the air and nailed to the carriage.

Everyone inside shrank in fright.

Everyone has seen Feng Ling's identity before. He is obviously a monk, a force that can be suppressed even by monks. Obviously these people here can't afford to provoke them.

Some brawny men who used to be aggressive and fierce now dare not even fart.

The distressed couple hugged each other and seemed to be crying.

Several monks bowed their heads and recited Buddhist scriptures.

However, there is actually a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl lying in front of the car window in the chaotic crowd, looking out without fear of death, she seems to be in high spirits, judging by her appearance, she should be a beggar like begging alone .

The sound outside became more and more noisy.

Xiao Yuhu lowered his head and closed his eyes. Then he raised his face.

It's just asking for money, it should be fine if you give the money.

The three of Wang Peng also nodded, and they could clearly sense what was happening outside with their cultivation base in the foundation building period. Even if it doesn't work, there are many similar techniques.

Wait a moment.

Wang Peng comforted his wife in a low voice.

After waiting for a while, the little beggar who was lying on his stomach by the window shrank down and hid in the gap.

Then the carriage slammed, as if someone kicked it open.

A few fat men with fat heads wobbled in with their knives in hand, followed by Feng Ling and two other members of the red-robed convoy.

Here are some passers-by who came up halfway with good intentions. There is nothing lucrative, and those who have lucrative have gone to the airboat. Who still rushes from the ground? Feng Ling said coldly, there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, it seemed He was wounded and captured.

Whether there is oil or water is not up to you. A fat man with a fat head and big ears said impatiently.

He began to glance around one by one.

Soon his gaze was fixed on the face of Qiuling Xiaoyuhu at the back and he couldn't take it away.

Tut tsk tsk...

The fat man made a sound of sucking saliva. Walking towards the end while staggering.

Isn't there some very good stuff here?

A killing intent flashed in Wang Peng's eyes, and he was about to strike.

But Lin Xin pressed slightly.

Not urgent....

The fat man walked straight towards Xiao Yuhu, and when he was still a few places away, a green figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

Chen He, are you trying to break my rules?

Suddenly there was a doctor in green. Young man with a tight band on his head.

Er... this subordinate dare not... The fat man trembled when he saw the man in green for some reason. It seemed a little frightened, but immediately stood up again.

But Mr. Fei, you are not our leader, even if you want to control it, you can't control it that much, right?

Before the words fell, the man kicked like lightning. He kicked hard on the fat man's abdomen.

Boom! !

The carriage was smashed, and the fat man flew straight out, fell on the muddy ground, and was almost stepped on by the last few bulls passing by. He spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and it seemed that he was seriously injured even if he was not dead.

The man turned around and glanced at Lin Xin and the others, his eyes swept across Xiaoyuhu's terribly beautiful face, but he didn't stay moved in the slightest.

Cover yourself.

He left the sentence and immediately planned to get out of the car.

Brother, please wait.

Suddenly Lin Xin stood up and called him to stop.

The man in green turned around and stared at the latter blankly.

Is something wrong? You can live longer by talking less and watching less.

Wang Peng and others also didn't know why Lin Xinhui stood up suddenly at this time. But as the crown prince, he was thoughtful and thoughtful, so he naturally had his own reasons.

On the contrary, Feng Ling and the others all showed anxious expressions.

You stood up and died after escaping your life!? Feng Ling couldn't help roaring. Just because others can save you once, doesn't mean they will save you twice!

Lin Xin smiled slightly. Looking at the man in green, there was an inexplicable strangeness in his eyes.

Interesting... Really interesting...

The man in green showed displeasure, and a handful of silver spikes suddenly appeared on his hand.

What do you mean?

Lin Xin looked at him, but said something unexpected.

Do you really think you're still alive?

As soon as these words came out, the man's eyes were shocked, and his whole body froze in place as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. The pupils of the eyes also lost focus. (to be continued ~^~)