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And in terms of emotion and reason, this matter should be handled by him.

Chapter 350: The young ones are beaten, the old ones come

Lin Zian's face was calm.

Using magic to condense into a thin line, it passed into Feng Yuxi's ear: "Yuxi, I will make some noise later, you see the timing and sneak into the beam of transmission light."

Through these days of getting along, he knew that although her strength was only at the Foundation Establishment level, with top-level skills, powerful spells, and talisman seals, she was no less than a monk at the Golden Core level.

Even relying on the trump card that Feng Yixiao left for her, even the Nascent Soul Realm can compete against it.

Therefore, he was not worried about any danger she would encounter when she was alone.

Feng Yuxi bit her lips lightly, with deep worry in her eyes, but she still said obediently, and replied with the same spell: "Brother Lin, don't worry."

"I told you to hurry up, are you deaf?"

The black-clothed monk grew impatient, raised his hand and slapped Lin Zian's face.

As an elite disciple of the younger generation of Baiyu Mountain, he has a mid-foundation cultivation level and is proficient in various spells to slap the face, but it is not as good to slap the face with hands.

Especially for small sects and casual cultivators, as long as their lives are not threatened, no matter how much they are insulted, they will just swallow their anger and allow them to be beaten and scolded.

And he is not stupid, there is his senior brother watching beside him, and there is also an elder of the master not far away, if this person dares to make a move, his head will be decapitated in the next moment.

He was still happy like that, it just so happened that the monks were a little noisy today, why not kill a chicken and make them monkeys quieter.

Snapped!

The slap didn't hit the face, but a strangely shaped red glove.

Immediately, a red fist grew bigger and bigger in the eyes of the monk in black, instantly shattering his aura of body protection, and making close contact with his nose.

The black-clothed monk flew backwards and landed on the muddy ground four or five meters away.

The fragile bridge of the nose has been crooked and blood is flowing.

It took less than two breaths from blocking the hand to punching, and then to the monk in black being sent flying.

The monks and loose cultivators of the Xiaomen sect who lined up behind watched this scene in surprise, and couldn't believe that Lin Zian would do such a murderous thing in such a situation where the elders of the opposing sect were all present.

But looking at the wailing monk in black, they had no choice but to believe it.

Many people shook their heads secretly: "You're still too young. Originally, you just lost some spirit stones or freedom, but now you may even lose your life."

The black-clothed monk cast a resentful look at Lin Zian, and said viciously: "You are dead!"

shuttle!

At this moment, a cold light flashed from the side.

The white-clothed man who was warning ten meters away immediately angrily urged the flying sword beside him and galloped towards him after being stunned.

Lin Zian glanced at the flying sword, and instantly changed the opponent who was absolutely fair, from the monk in black to the man in white.

In his eyes, the extremely fast flying sword seemed to be slowed down ten times and a hundred times, and the movement was clearly visible.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he quickly walked a few steps towards the black monk.

puff!

The flying sword arrived in the blink of an eye and pierced through the air.

And Lin Zian was already squatting in front of the black-clothed monk at this time, seeing the panic on the other's face, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know if I will die, but you will die soon."

He looked up at the man in white, felt the flying sword that turned sideways and was killing him quickly, and immediately raised his foot and stomped heavily on the black-clothed monk.

moment.

The black monk's chest exploded outward like a fresh and juicy watermelon, splashing blood.

At this time, Lin Zian had already used this strength to come to the man in white and swung his fist away!

From the beginning to the end, when he killed the monk in black, he didn't look at the man in white.

Whether it's the gaze, the killing intent, or even the subconscious enemy, it's the man in white.

Boom!

A fierce gust of wind emanated from the center of the collision between the two.

The strong wind dissipated after flying hundreds of meters away, but the sound could be heard clearly within thousands or tens of thousands of meters.

The huge reaction force caused both Lin Zian and the man in white to retreat tens of meters.

"Is this why you have collected tolls?"

Lin Zian twisted his neck and said casually, "It's really weak."

At this moment, more than a dozen flying swords drove up in the air, and more than a dozen dangerous auras locked on Lin Zian tightly.

"what happened?"

An old man with a skinny figure and a monkey cheek with a sharp mouth came to the sky.

"Elder Wei!"

The man in white didn't hesitate at all, pointed at Lin Zian and explained: "Junior Brother Zhao kindly explained to this person that there is no registered sect, even if you pay money, you can't pass it. I don't think this person is not only ungrateful, but even wants to bribe Junior Brother Zhao with spirit stones. , Later, when he saw that the bribery was unsuccessful, he became angry and murdered Junior Brother Zhao."

"Ok?"

Elder Wei lowered his face, looked at the black-clothed monk who had exploded into a pool of flesh and blood with only a few pieces of clothes left in the distance, and immediately became furious, and sternly said to Lin Zian: "Jianzi, do you know what you did? "

"Can't you see for yourself?"

Lin Zian sighed, why are there always such blind people.

They obviously have eyes but they don't look, and they obviously have close disciples but they don't ask.

Elder Wei was choked for a moment, and felt angry, but after thinking about it, he showed a cold smile: "You think that if you kill my disciple of Baiyu Mountain, I will let you pay for it with such a cheap thing as your life. ?"

"Hmph, not only will I not kill you, but I will let you live until the end of your life, but you will have to spend the rest of your life in the most menial jobs."

"And your teacher, family, and friends will all have to pay a painful price for what you did today!"

"One or two, you can't escape!"

After Elder He Wei finished speaking, he sneered and half-closed his eyes, he couldn't wait to hear Lin Zian's voice begging for mercy.

However, no matter how much he begged for mercy, he would never let it go.

Many of the monks around cast contemptuous glances at Lin Zi'an, and the impulsiveness caused the master, family and friends to suffer revenge, which was really harmful to others and themselves.

But they quickly lowered their heads again, for fear that if they watched too much, they would be considered accomplices.

As soon as everyone's attention was diverted, Feng Yuxi had already quietly used a few spells and hid in the crowd.

At this time, she looked at Elder Wei who was talking nonsense in mid-air, and secretly used part of her consciousness to penetrate into the storage ring, thinking about whether to use a hole card on this person.

After all, this person's words are too harsh.

But when she thought of Lin Zian's words, she stopped again, and looked at Lin Zian who was still indifferent after hearing this from a distance.

She believed that he would be able to handle this matter well.

"Finished?"

Lin Zian raised his hand to scratch his ear, but found that the glove was too big to make this movement at all.

He had no choice but to look up at the disciples and Elder Wei whose faces were getting uglier and ugly, and didn't bother to talk nonsense, his feet were slightly bent, and he jumped up like a spring.

Bang!

The body instantly flew into the air, and directly bumped into a disciple of Baiyu Mountain who was terrified and unable to dodge.

With just one touch, the disciple's defensive magic weapon shattered, followed by the shattering of the protective aura, followed by the shattering of bones, the explosion of internal organs, and the whole person turned into rain of blood and foam.

And Lin Zian, who caused all this, didn't even see a trace of blood on his body, let alone a trace of foam.

Lin Zian stopped in the air, looked at the blood rain falling slowly below, and thought to himself: "The Nascent Soul Realm is really terrifying."

It seemed easy when he killed the monk in black just now, but he used all his strength when he stomped his feet, so that he could kill him with one move.

But now, when the opponent of his glove turned into this Nascent Soul Realm Elder Wei, he only used less than [-]% of his strength, and didn't even use his fists, so he easily knocked out a defensive magical weapon with a foundation-building cultivation base. The majority of the disciples smashed into a puddle of meat, and their strength has increased by more than ten times than before.

"Jianzi courts death!"

Elder He Wei roared and raised his hand.

The clouds above twisted for a while, and instantly turned into a mountain of hundreds of feet, pressing towards Lin Zi'an.

Lin Zian looked up, and didn't have any thoughts of trying to compete with it and test his own strength.

Accompanied by an air explosion that almost pierced the eardrums, he appeared in front of Elder He Wei, his muscles and bones rapidly swelled, turning into a giant humanoid beast with a height of more than [-] meters, and he punched hard.

As the size of the fist increases, the glove approaches the size of the head.

Seeing this, Elder Wei's expression changed.

He hurriedly summoned his natal defensive magic weapon to stand in front of him, and poured mana into it with all his strength.

The fist collided with the magic weapon.

The pure energy generated by physical collision bursts out to the surroundings in an instant.

After only one breath, more than a dozen Baiyu Mountain disciples who were not far from the battle center were beaten until they vomited blood and flew out.

Even a group of monks who were hundreds of meters apart flew backwards as if being hit hard at this moment, and a dark hole appeared on the ground below.

"Demon, this must be the power of the demon!"

Elder Wei's face turned pale, he was not injured, but because Lin Zian was an attack that did not belong to his memory, his fear continued to grow from the bottom of his heart.

Although many thoughts flashed through his mind, he did not stop.

Raising his hand, he created a piece of blue "liquid" around him, and opened a distance of hundreds of feet.

Lin Zian didn't chase after him at the first moment, but looked at the blue "liquid" covering the surroundings with great interest, which looked like water but not water, and gas and not gas, and smiled: "It can actually slow down my speed, interesting, really interesting!"