Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 321 There is no one who can fight!
"A casual cultivator without a school or sect? Yes, I am indeed a casual cultivator without a sect or sect!"

Lin Bei nodded in acknowledgment.

Hearing this, Elder Yan was overjoyed, thinking that Lin Bei would agree to join Jiulongmen, and was about to speak.

However, a big hand suddenly blocked his sight!
I felt a shock in my forehead, and only blurred red remained in my vision.

Elder Yan fell down with an expression of disbelief.

"It's a pity that I'm used to being loose by nature, and I don't like restraint."

Lin Bei sighed, looked at the corpse on the ground and said lightly: "Oh, by the way, you have a lot of small movements."

Of course, Lin Bei didn't kill Elder Yan just because he made too many little moves.

But at the moment he shot himself, death was already doomed.

The lazy and tense voice came out from the fishing boat for the first time, making everyone gasp for breath.

"Who is the sacred place in this ship? Even Elder Hao and other first-level dragon-vein warriors have fallen!"

"This is Jia Linshi?!"

Elder Yan felt bitter and strong in his heart, and I wanted to keep those disciples as guards, but I was extremely afraid of the mysterious underhand in the fishing boat and suffered serious injuries after fighting with the mysterious underhand in the fishing boat.

All the warriors watched Elder Yan stepping into the fishing boat, their eyes lit up, their faces showed anticipation, and they wanted to witness Elder Yan's little display of supernatural power with their own eyes!
It seemed that there was no one in the fishing boat.

The young man in white frowned slightly, looked at Jia Linshi, and asked, "Do you know this person's face?"

"hiss!!!"

With such a low hand, I am afraid that he is also top-notch among the warriors who broke through the entrance!

however.

Calling those disciples to guard is not the same as letting us die.

"What! No mysterious low hand can defeat you with one move!?"

Elder Yan shook his head and said, "Is that true? A face is so special that it's almost hard to leave the slightest impression on others!"

The few remaining warriors felt fear, their hearts beat up, and they wanted to run away.

"The low hand in that fishing boat is extremely weak, and he can severely injure you with one move. I'm afraid even the little elder can do that. Only the master of the family can do it nervously..."

……

Witnessing Deacon Chen, Jia Linshi, and Elder Yan stepping into the fishing boat earlier, they were killed or seriously injured.

Bang!
"Is there anyone who can fight, let's go back and call their sect masters!"

"Ahem, the pavilion is indeed ordinary, and if you are willing to worship the upper hand, then go invite the sect master!"

That kind of low hand is probably even more powerful than the little elder, except for the sect master, who can stand it!
Elder Yan bristled with anger, his white beard fluttering, and whispered to the fishing boat above.

We are all thankful in our hearts that Elder Yan let us stay to guard the broken fishing boat.

With a swish, we moved forward instinctively, as if there were no terrifying monsters under this fishing boat.

Unfortunately, at this time, support finally arrived, dispelling our desperate desire to escape.

For the mysterious underhand in that fishing boat, we were extremely frightened in our hearts, and we had a thorough understanding of its unfathomable strength.

However, there is no response.

The respectful voices showed the warriors' confidence in Elder Yan.

In the middle of the river, Elder Yan did not die, I struggled to climb out of the water and climbed out of the fishing boat, looking into the fishing boat, my eyes were full of horror.

The master of the Four Dragon Gates stared at Elder Yan with majestic and sharp eyes, his face became solemn, and there was still a hint of doubt between his brows.

Lin Bei was never polite to enemies who attacked him.

"If there is a mistake, there must be a mistake. Elder Yan's strength is so weak that he is not well-known in our Four Dragon Sect!"

But they must stay here and wait for help to arrive.

Not even a Grandmaster!

"Without Elder Yan, the people in that fishing boat cannot escape with their wings!"

"Elder Yan!"

"Hmph, break into your Silongwan, kill your elders of the Silongmen, why do you come out to tell me!"

"Jia Linshi!"

"Cough cough..."

The disciples of the four dragon gates breathed a sigh of relief, exerted all their strength, accelerated the boat, and headed towards the four dragon gates.

"Hmph, trespassing on your Silongwan and even killing your elders and deacons, that guy must know the prestige of our Silongmen!"

I thought about it sloppily, and found out that Lin Bei's appearance was not in the slightest outstanding, and his seven senses were well-versed in learning and practice. That meeting, for me with a very weak memory, was completely possible to leave me with the slightest impression.

"It's too bad. Elder Yan is a warrior of the fourth level of the Dragon Vein. Among the elders, his strength is also extremely weak, and he can retreat to the bottom seven!"

"Hey, Elder Yan made a move, that's a surefire mistake!"

Could it be that the news leaked?

The three corpses that flew out of the fishing boat, as well as Elder Yan whose life and death were unknown, were undoubtedly frightening, and they instinctively wanted to abandon the boat and flee.

Looking at him in awe, an old man with fluttering white beard descended. I stood under the boat, and amidst the greetings of several warriors, I nodded casually, and my eyes fell on the big fishing boat above.

The voice full of true energy was as loud as a bell, and the voice rippled towards the inside of the fishing boat.

Elder Yan thought about it sloppily for a while, then pondered for a moment, frowned and said, "I seem to be... ordinary and strange."

Everyone gasped, and looked at the big heart fishing boat in horror, feeling chills down their backs, like falling into an ice cave.

If Elder Yan hadn't come later, I'm afraid we could all turn around and run away.

In fact, Lin Bei changed his appearance with "Gui Yi Xuan Gong", not focusing on an ordinary and strange appearance, coupled with the restrained atmosphere of "Ling Shen Gong", so it is hard to impress me.
"Indeed, it is indeed Elder Hao..."

"Is there anything strange about mediocrity?"

Sudden.

"Bad! It seems that the old man can only take him out personally!"

Jialin's death made us extremely afraid of the underhands in the fishing boat, and we dared not even go up to collect the corpse.

Jia Linshi was furious, jumped up, and stepped off the fishing boat with her legs. The weak force caused the wooden board of the fishing boat to shatter a small piece.

Elder Yan's eyes fell on the body of Xuexing floating on the river behind the fishing boat, and he couldn't help frowning.

A dull explosion sounded from inside the fishing boat, and then a white figure flew upside down, with blood spraying from its mouth, and directly landed heavily on the river.

Dragging his seriously injured body, Elder Yan climbed off the giant ship of his sect again, dared not stay any longer, and beckoned the disciples to steer the boat towards the Four Dragon Gates.

I subconsciously looked at a young man in white beside me.

Bang!
Jialin glanced at the sect master subconsciously, but saw his own sect master waved his hand and said, "Say!"

Several warriors exclaimed, looking at Elder Yan who fell on the river, they gasped and felt chills down their backs.

The young man in white asked with a strange expression, "Are there any distinctive features?"

A dull sound came from the fishing boat again, accompanied by a corpse flying out of it.

No disciple said awkwardly.

The small fishing boat was still moored and was intercepted by three big boats, but none of the warriors dared to underestimate the people in the fishing boat.

Elder Yan led his disciples in a panic and went back to the Four Dragon Gate to inform the gate master.

(End of this chapter)