Master wants to run away!

Not to mention how turbulent the stage was, Lin Shen stepped down with his sword in hand, and faced his old opponent Ling Ying again.

"Is it true that enemies don't get together?" Ling Ying sneered, this person made him lose face last time, and today he will get it back!

I don't know where the desire to win is so great.

Lin Shen stood with his sword in his hand without saying a word, and his momentum slowly rose.

None of these tricky cultivators are clean, not to mention the cultivation methods he read in the book of truth, but their usual cultivation methods are also quite weird.

There is a way in the mortal world, and it is the way of a celestial master. A celestial master can understand monsters, distinguish good from evil, and enter reincarnation.And these deceitful cultivators, on the surface, said they were helping the scattered souls to dissipate their resentment, but in fact they signed a contract with the scattered souls to collect the power of the scattered souls for their own use.

All in all, if the scattered souls under their command are more powerful, the cultivation base of this cunning cultivator will be higher.Therefore, countless scattered souls were coaxed into their hands by them, and their souls were scattered in the endless consumption again and again.

And because the two parties have signed a contract, Guixiu does not have to bear the cause and effect of disrupting order, which can be described as extremely slippery.

No wonder Little Phoenix hated them.Lin Shen's eyes froze, and he walked up with the sword, step by step, the sky filled with ice slag condensed beside him, and then rushed towards Ling Ying like a blizzard.

Ling Ying was caught off guard by the snow and ice, and countless cuts were made in her rather dignified red robe, making her embarrassed and funny.

Xue Hanling turned his head quietly, pretending that he didn't see Chi Xiaojiao's disbelieving and resentful eyes.

But the little paws slapped at the bottom, and the faint "pop" sound reached the ears of Huayang next door, disturbing Huayang who was dozing off a few strands of her soft and beautiful hair.

Pu Wei bit her finger in distress, her master's hair was really pretty, unlike her, she was really a yellow-haired girl.

Hua Yang saw the situation off stage, giggled, and didn't have the demeanor of a big brother from Xuanqingmen: "Hey, what a bunch of idiots, they were proud of me at first, but they were beaten up by Lin Shen Sample."

Speaking of this, he pinched his jaw and clicked his tongue twice, with a gloating expression on his face.

"Senior Brother," Xue Xiaoniao's eyes brightened, as if he had met a similar topic and had a common topic: "Don't you guys like Chi Xiao Sect too?"

Hua Yang put the two little paws that he had wrung back and forth, and her face was a little dark: "You were not there that day...they left it there to show off to the senior brother of the sect master."

Xue Hanling's cheeks puffed up slightly: "It's really annoying."

Huayang poked his face, and poked a small round dimple, like dough, "What? You don't like them either?"

After thinking about it, it's normal for Xue Hanling not to like them, after all, how can there be any dirt in those eyes that are always bright and clear.

Xue Hanling looked at Lin Shen: "Well... I always feel that the 'cheat book' I took back that day is not very good."

It's like before Nirvana, Lin got drunk late at night, but he felt powerless.

Later, when he saw an idiom in the short story book, he realized that it was called involuntary.

It turns out that not everyone is as free as he is, loved by so many people, and has so many backers and friends.

Huayang cautiously probed: "Zai, but aren't you most afraid of those ghosts?"

Xue Hanling's little face turned red, Hua Yang looked around vigilantly, and turned him in a direction so that no one else could see him.

The whole thing is an old hen protecting its cubs.

"Well...but I'm still very worried. I heard...he was crying all the time." Although he was a loose soul, but he was crying so badly that it was impossible for me not to care.

Hua Yang frowned, telling him to go back and take a good look at it later, to make sure nothing went wrong.

The battle in the audience has reached a fever pitch. To be precise, Lin Shen is like a cat teasing a mouse. As soon as there is any hope of hitting him, he withdraws and leaves.

It's like playing monkey games.

It's just that people are being played, and they are about to explode.

Ling Ying was half dead with anger, this Lin Shen's body was treacherous, he was clearly right under his nose, but he couldn't touch it lightly.

The Chi Xiao Sect people on the stage were also half-dead with anger.Only Ling Xiao leaned against the pillar like a normal person and kept hacking.

"Lin Shen, don't run away if you have the ability, fight me seriously!" Ling Ying knew that Lin Shen was deliberately teasing him, so he probably still remembered the hatred of the previous two days.

Another whip was pulled out, Lin Shen turned sideways, dodged the whip lightly, with a 'bang', the ice splashed, revealing the mottled shadows of swords, guns and swords on the ground.

Lin Shen tapped his toes lightly, and landed lightly on the icicles piled up with ice and snow. He was steady, his clothes fluttering and he stood with his sword in his arms, and he didn't take Ling Ling's words to heart at all.

Ling Ying gritted her teeth, and looked sideways at the platform where the Scarlet Xiao Sect was.

The elder shook his head, implying that he should not act recklessly. Originally, the cultivation world would not see their deceitful cultivation. Although they seemed to have improved recently, everyone knew in their hearts that as long as Chi Xiaojiao took another wrong step, there might be an abyss in the future .

Although he can't fight them, no matter how much cynicism is, it's indispensable.

Lin Shen casually cast a sideways glance at the members of the Chi Xiao Sect, stomped his feet, and sprinted towards Ling Ying's direction.

The purpose of sneaking this man is to force out his real weapon.But he saw Xue Hanling clutching the scroll every night, not even frowning, and not putting it back in the storage bag.

Since it is not easy for the master to do it, let the disciples do it.

The lightning was too fast to cover her ears, Ling Ying had no choice but to raise her arms to block this heavy blow, the stone slab under her feet was cracked inch by inch, and then her ankle was sunk in it.

Hua Yang rubbed his forehead and shook his head, as expected, he is a master and a disciple is a disciple, look at this way of fighting, it's just like his little brother.

They all look like dogs, why are they so crazy when they fight? !

Xue Hanling turned his head silently. He hadn't seen himself fighting before and didn't realize it. Now he saw his apprentice's fighting style.

It was so violent that he was somewhat embarrassed.

Ling Ying was even angrier. This guy beat him like a bull out of the mountains, and he didn't suffer a bit, as if it was just to humiliate him.

"Don't be serious," Lin Shen suddenly raised his head, his face expressionless, but Ling Ling's embarrassed face was reflected in those deep eyes, "You are about to lose."

A straightforward sentence without too much elaboration, but full of provocative meaning.

Yes, the whip is not their weapon.

Ling Ying felt that he was being stimulated, and the movements in his hands were greater than reason, and instantly summoned out the trick book that his master had given him before he left. Originally, he decided to use it in the finals - but if he didn't use it at this time, he would even use it in the finals no!

Ling Ling on the stage sighed, now that the righteous way is flourishing, where would they go to find those ghosts who have experienced family hatred and national hatred, it is true that one is missing.

Ghost kings and the others couldn't deal with them either, let's say, those ghost kings are ghost cultivators in the true sense.

The trick book spread out suddenly, and the blood in Ling Ying's chest surged up, and there was a sweet taste in her throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the opened scroll!

"Not good!!!" Ling negative slapped the table and stood up, if he saw blood, the ghost in the scroll would not be crazy!

Bing Xin trembled, traces of faint blue aura spread from the sword body, turning into little snow, which seemed to comfort, but also seemed to be compassionate.

There are strong fingertips covered with light snow, that is the first snow.

The heartbeat in Xue Hanling's chest also stopped for two beats, and he covered his chest with his right hand, his heart throbbing like never before.

This has never happened before.

"What's wrong, Han Ling?" Hua Yang was a little nervous, why did she suddenly cover her heart?

Xue Hanling shook his head, and continued to stare at the two figures on the stage.

Do not interfere with Yanwu stage for nothing, this is the rule set by the law of heaven, he could interfere in exhibition games in the past, but now he can't.

Lin Shen can only fight by himself.

The evil ghost gradually crawled out of the trick book. Compared with the terrifying ghosts of other ghosts, this evil ghost is like a normal person, with a handsome face and a red dress. It seems that his complexion is pale, without breathing pulse or body temperature .

—if it hadn't had that deep bony scar on its neck.

It grinned, a mouth full of sharp teeth stained with blood.

Lin Shen's eyes froze...it actually absorbed all the blood that Ling Ying just spewed out.

Ling Ying knelt aside and continued to vomit blood. There was a weird black and red puddle on the ground. He vomited until his eyes turned white. He couldn't say a word, and he couldn't help at all.

The evil ghost rushed towards Lin Shen suddenly, and the eyes of Wuzhi seemed to be full of hatred.

hatred?

For some reason, snowflakes fell on Bing Xin's sword, very much like the moment when Xue Hanling beat the ghost that day.

Lin Shen suddenly realized, the sword moves with the heart, Bing Xin flips, and he uses the unique swordsmanship. In a blink of an eye, the sword follows the snow again, hitting the evil spirit's eyes and brows bit by bit, forcing it to retreat again and again.

"Why do you hate it!" His voice was deafening, the evil ghost's body paused, and continued to stretch out its sharp claws to scratch him with the two big bags on it.

With a 'pop', Bing Xin knocked on the forehead of the evil ghost again, and the evil ghost squatted on the ground covering his head with a groan.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eyes without whites.

"Why do you hate?" Lin Shen drew his sword and stood in front of the evil ghost, his eyes as calm as water.

The evil ghost shook the water in his head, and wept heavily, terrifying and pitiful, but somehow he came to his senses: "They... bullied me."

"who bullied you?"

The evil ghost thought for a while: "Ling Xiong...and...who else?"

Ling negative gasped, this is a family scandal, isn't Ling Xiong the mastermind who murdered his compatriots!In the early years, when Ling Xiao knew about it, he executed him!

He and Ling Ying are still brothers!

"Why bully you?"

The evil ghost raised his head, his eyes were dazed, blood and tears could not stop flowing from his eyes: "I... am too weak, they bully me."

He cried even harder, and then as if remembering something, he suddenly lifted the cloth on his arm.

Under the bright red clothes are all the scars and bruises of being abused, some of which are still yellow, and some are fresh purple.

Someone had hurt him time and time again, punching him again before the scars healed—even before death.

Such scars are more shocking than those suffered on the battlefield.

It comes from wise countrymen, merciless beatings.

Lin Shen couldn't help but pause.

Then look to the stage.