Immortal Renegade

Chapter 61 Weird Flying Sword

Liu San turned his head sharply, gritted his teeth and said, "You really are a spy!"

Yang Sen's eyes showed anger, staring at Wang Lin, clenching his fists.As for the black-faced man, his eyes narrowed, and he saw that Wang Lin's method of holding the brocade box just now was not like an ordinary person.

The middle-aged scholar was also startled, gave Wang Lin a complicated look, and sighed.

"Bold!" Song Xing's expression changed and he shouted.Immediately after that, he jumped up, jumped up, stepped forward quickly, and grabbed his right hand towards Wang Lin's head.

Song Xing's action immediately confused Liu San and the others. Liu San hesitated for a while, but did not stop him. As for Yang Sen and others, they all stepped back a few steps and gave up Wang Lin's figure.

Wang Lin didn't lift his eyes. He opened the brocade box and saw a thin ginseng lying in it. The stem of the ginseng was extremely small, but the whiskers were extremely fine. A piece of yellow paper was stuck on it. Covers the aura of ginseng.

At this time, Song Xing was approaching. He was about to twist Wang Lin's neck with a sinister smile. Suddenly, his body trembled, as if being caught by an invisible big hand. Get up.

The strange scene in front of him made everyone stunned. Wang Lin did not tear off the yellow paper on the ginseng. After looking at it for a few times, he sighed and said leisurely, "I saw an old friend and didn't come out to meet? "

There was a rustling sound, and from the jungle not far away, the stern young man walked out slowly. There seemed to be an invisible airflow outside his body, and the men in black standing on the periphery were pushed away by this force.In addition, the three fireballs floating in the air also quickly returned to the youth's side, spinning around his body.

When the men in black saw the young man, they respectfully said, "See you at the master."

The stern young man didn't even look at Song Xing who was spitting blood beside him, but stared at Wang Lin and said in a deep voice, "It's impossible for the person I know to remain unchanged in ten years. Who are you?"

Wang Lin looked at the young man without speaking, and took out a piece of yellow paper from the storage bag.

When the cold young man saw the yellow paper, his expression immediately changed, he looked at Wang Lin carefully, frowned and said, "What is this, I don't know, my friend, give me that ginseng, this thing will be of great use to me. ."

Wang Lin was stunned, looked at the other party deeply, some doubts arose in his heart, he swept his consciousness, and immediately noticed something strange in mid-air, he sneered a few times in his heart, threw the ginseng in his hand, and said, "That's all. , Wang has admitted the wrong person."

The complex color flashed in the young man's eyes, he caught the ginseng, and said solemnly: "Thank you, farewell!" After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave when suddenly a dark cloud appeared in the sky. As soon as the dark cloud appeared, a strange wind immediately swept up. , The people of the mighty escort bureau retreated again and again.

The dark cloud moved at this time and descended rapidly, and the strange wind became more and more violent. A middle-aged man dressed in white appeared from the dark cloud, riding the strange wind, and descended from the sky.

As soon as he appeared, one of the bodyguards snorted miserably, and his body exploded, turning into a blood mist. At the same time, the bodies of several guards exploded, turning into blood mist.

These blood mists wriggled strangely in mid-air, and quickly condensed together to form a blood bead that flickered with golden light.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth to suck, and the blood beads were immediately swallowed by him. His face was slightly ruddy, he touched the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed, and said, "Zhang Hu, since you have met an acquaintance, why don't you dare to recognize each other?"

Zhang Hu's face twitched, and he said respectfully, "Master, this disciple doesn't know this person."

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, his consciousness was swept away, and he was shocked. This middle-aged man had already reached the No.15 level of Dzogchen in the Qi Condensation Period.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said to Wang Lin, "This fellow Daoist, do you know my disciple?"

Wang Lin calmly said, "What if you know it, and what if you don't know it."

The middle-aged man was stunned, looked at Wang Lin carefully, and suddenly said with a sinister smile: "It doesn't make a difference, just on the eighth floor of the Qi Condensation Stage, after drinking your blood, I should be able to increase my cultivation a lot."

Zhang Hu's expression changed, he stopped in front of the middle-aged man, and said quickly: "Master, this person is my childhood friend, please... please let him go."

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said gloomily: "Go away, go and collect all the blood essence of the mortals below, there is nothing for you here."

Zhang Hu was about to speak, the middle-aged man sneered, and a complicated and incomprehensible word came out of his mouth. Zhang Hu's face was pale, his whole body twitched, blood was bleeding from his seven orifices, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows, his gravitational mind moved at will, and turned into a big hand and grabbed the middle-aged man. Take the small sword and slash it fiercely towards the big hand.

Wang Lin's gravitational technique has been refined to the point of perfection, and immediately divided into two. One of them turned around and grabbed Zhang Hu, and the other grabbed onto the flying sword.

The small green sword immediately trembled, and the flickering light flickered.The middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly, he quickly took out a black scabbard from his storage bag, and immediately threw it out without saying a word, and his hands changed to shoot a few red lights.

As soon as the scabbard came out, the small green sword caught by the gravitational technique was shocked, and it disappeared instantly. When it reappeared, it was already separated from the big hand of the gravitational technique, and quickly merged with the scabbard.

Wang Lin's expression was normal, but his heart was shaken. This was the first time that the gravity technique had failed. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slapped the storage bag, and several black wooden strips flew out. As soon as these wooden strips appeared, immediately They are connected to each other to form a whip snake, which flies out like lightning.

"Wang Lin, this flying sword is weird!" Situ Nan's voice sounded in Wang Lin's ear.

I saw that the flying sword made a buzzing sound as soon as it was put into the scabbard, as if it had received great resistance. After it sank to a fifth position, it could no longer enter. Turning blue, it flew out of the scabbard, and a sword slashed on the whip snake that was galloping.

This whip snake was obtained by Wang Lin from Sun Dazhu. During the retreat, he studied it, and under the guidance of Situ Nan, he sacrificed and refined it into his own.Although Sun Dazhu said that his cultivation was not high, he was Hengyue's elder after all, and there were quite a few things in his storage bag.

Wang Lin controlled the whip snake to turn, jumped over the flying sword to attack, and went straight to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man sneered, and didn't care about the whip snake. He kept flying the sword with one hand and muttered something in his mouth. The flying sword trembled and disappeared again strangely. It appeared in front of the middle-aged man in a teleportation, and slashed with a sword.

The middle-aged man sneered, and opened his mouth to spit out a golden blood bead. As soon as the bead appeared, it immediately turned into a thread of gold and penetrated into the flying sword.

(End of this chapter)