Barbarian

() Using a defensive formation to deal with the attacks of all the disciples of Heifengzhai, Qingsong used the absolute strength of the Ninth Layer of Body Training to defeat them in one blow, because at least on the surface, the strongest one is the grandson of the Eighth Layer of Body Training Chung!

"interesting."

The corner of Xia Lin's mouth smiled slightly. After seven days of training, he just needed someone to test his strength. Compared with him, there are quite a few people who have the same idea as him.

"All disciples obey!"

Xia Lin pointed to the dozen or so people who had formed a defensive formation, and snorted coldly, "Attack!"

"Roar!"

More than 90 disciples roared down and surrounded more than ten Qingshanmen disciples in an instant, and countless attacks went straight down.With the combination of more than a dozen Qingshan disciples, the blossoming sword flowers like blue lotus completely covered everyone's attack and defense. After all, their own strength is much stronger.

Qingsong didn't care about the attack from that side, and seemed to have absolute confidence in the disciples of Qingshan. Instead, he held a long sword and walked towards Xia Lin, Sun Zhong, and Lu'er.

To capture the thief first, capture the king. He believed that as long as Sun Zhong was defeated and Xia Lin was captured, these people would naturally follow him back to the Qingshan Gate.

Seeing this, Xia Lin smiled slightly, and said to Sun Zhong: "Protect Lu'er."

"Yes." Sun Zhong replied, and quickly retreated with Lu'er.

Xia Lin took two steps quietly, and stood firmly in front of Qingsong: "Shall we play?"

Qingsong was stunned, on Xia Lin's body, he couldn't see the slightest trace of cultivation.

Xia Lin smiled indifferently, his still body shot out suddenly like calcium carbide flames, the speed was unbelievable!The high-speed moving figure changed several times, and instantly punched Qingsong.

Although somewhat unexpected, Qingsong responded very quickly.

With extreme timing, he laid the long sword horizontally and blocked Xia Lin's punch.

"boom!"

With a loud roar, Qingsong was knocked back ten steps. The long sword suddenly plunged into the ground, and then he stopped. Two deep footprints were drawn under his feet, and a long sword cut his body. past traces.

The power of one blow is so powerful!

Even Sun Zhong watched this scene in shock, let alone the disciples of Zhongheifengzhai who were attacking excitedly, young master, they are stronger than before!

Qingsong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Xia Lin who still had no breath leaking in front of him, a look of shock finally flashed in his eyes.

This kind of power... the peak of the Nine Layers of Body Forging!

Has this young boy, who looks quite young, actually reached this point?Feel free to step into the cyclone realm!When he stepped into this realm, he thought he was fast enough.

Unexpectedly, the boy in front of him was faster than himself!

Two years, he has not improved for two years!Rushing into the threshold of the Cyclone Realm was like a gully cut by the sky, blocking him out, but it also made him stronger and stronger in the Body Forging Realm.

I haven't met an opponent for a long time.

Thinking of this, Qingsong smiled slightly, sheathed her long sword, and looked at Xia Lin again.

Xia Lin raised his head and saw the fighting spirit in Qingsong's eyes, he laughed out loud, his whole body was shaken, and he charged towards Qingsong again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the two actually started to confront each other!

The attack continued with one punch after another, and the torrential force shattered several surrounding rocks. Every blow contained incredible power.

The eight palms in front of Ling Feng's palm are powerful in Xia Lin's hands. Each palm is quite elegant, and it is many times stronger than when it was used before!As for Qingsong, he used a set of boxing techniques, which also belonged to the first-grade boxing techniques, and when confronted with Xia Lin, he did not lose the slightest disadvantage.

The strength of the two is equal, and their mastery of first-grade martial arts is also equal. Both palm and boxing have been practiced to a perfect state. Countless moves have crossed each other, and they are still in a state of equality.

"happy!"

Another slap, intersecting with Qingsong's fist, Xia Lin laughed out loud, this is the first time he has used the blood power in his body to its fullest.

Although the strength of the two is equal on the surface, in fact, Qingsong has practiced for an unknown number of years, and now he has reached the peak of the Ninth Layer of Body Training!And what about Xia Lin?To put it bluntly, he has never practiced at all, so far he has been liberating the blood power in his body.

Just relying on unliberated and uncultivated power, he was equal to Qingsong, how upset he was.

"You are also very strong."

Qingsong nodded in praise and said, the same strength, the same opponent, especially feeling the strong power in Xia Lin's body, and the countless attacks in succession made the bottleneck in his body a little bit loose!

Now he can't wait to go back to retreat, and then hit the cyclone realm!But he knew it couldn't be done, the immediate matter had to be finished, for example, bring this powerful Xia Lin back.

If it is the murderer, it will be handed over to the master, if not, that would be even better.With such talent, wouldn't it be a good thing to learn from Qingshan's sect?

"Show your real strength. As I said, I will take you back to investigate." Qingsong drew out his long sword again and aimed at Xia Lin. This time, he was about to explode his strength.

Not surprised at all, Xia Lin shrugged and pinched his right hand lightly, "Since you want to play, I'll play with you."

"Come!"

The Qingsong long sword mingled and trembled slightly, a force was constantly brewing.

Xia Lin was about to make a move when he suddenly frowned, "Wait—"

One sentence made Qingsong startled, and the attack immediately stopped: "What? You want to go back with me?"

Xia Lin shook his head, but looked outside the cottage, Qingsong looked back, but saw nothing, and after a few breaths, he still saw nothing.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Qing Lin said disdainfully in the distance.

At this moment, a figure appeared from around the corner, a young strong man was supporting a hunchbacked old man and walked over slowly.

Xia Lin was startled: "Da Zhuang? The village chief?"

"village head?"

The disciples of Heifengzhai in the distance also stopped attacking instantly. As the village chief got closer and closer, he was afraid that the village chief would be accidentally affected. What is the village chief doing here at this time?

Qingsong's eyes flashed with shock, that kind of distance... This young man actually sensed it!How much strength did he hide?

And the disciples of Qingshanmen looked at the expressions of the crowd, and seemed to realize something, they put away their attacks one by one, and returned to Qingsong.

"Hey, why are you guys fighting?" The village chief took a break and said with some panting, "I heard from Da Zhuang that the disciples from Qingshanmen came again, so I knew something was going to happen, so why don't you hurry up?"

Qingsong was moved, and asked the village chief, "Old man, do you know my Qingshan sect disciple?"

"Of course." The village head sighed, "A few months ago, a little brother who claimed to be a disciple of the Qingshanmen came here by accident, saying that he wanted to go up the mountain to find the Seven Spirit Flower. How could there be such a spirit in this place? Grass? No matter how hard he persuaded him, the little brother finally rushed up. As a result... hey, he was killed by the bandits in the small village."

"The small mountain village has been surviving under the poison of the bandits until a few days ago... Little brother Xia Lin rushed here to clear out the bandits and rescue the villagers who have been imprisoned for many years Come back." The village chief said here, a little excited.

At this moment, rustling figures appeared in the distance. They were villagers from the small mountain village. Most of them were rescued villagers that day. At this time, everyone was young or old, and men and women were all excited. He looked at Xia Lin.

The village head burst into tears: "I never thought that I would see such a day in my lifetime."

"Benefactor!"

After the village chief finished speaking, he actually knelt down. Xia Lin was startled and hurriedly supported him, but he could hold the village chief, but he couldn't support the hundreds of villagers behind him.

Everyone knelt on the ground and expressed their thanks.

For a moment, Xia Lin felt mixed feelings. He did nothing, but just completed his task, and then rescued the villagers.But what he got was the gratitude of all the villagers in the small mountain village.These kind-hearted villagers, when he first came, were afraid of danger and wanted to drive him away.When they encountered bandits again, they were willing to let them go first, and the villagers covered them.

The simplicity of these villagers made Xia Lin feel ashamed. He struggled all the way through. He had seen too many intrigues and tricks, and even killed brothers. At least his second uncle was ambitious for the position of the village owner. For this reason, more than once I want to kill my father, kill him.Compared with these villagers, his second uncle is simply a scum!

Human nature is kind, unpolluted, they are simply the greatest wealth of heaven.

The Qingshan sect disciples on the side lowered their heads in embarrassment at this time. Most of the disciples of the sect have a heart of chivalry and righteousness. They also know that they have found the wrong partner at this time, especially Qing Lin, who lowered her head and didn't know What to say.

After a long time, Xia Lin helped the villagers up, and said to the village chief: "Village chief, let everyone go back first. After staying here for a few years, everyone is not in good health, you need to rest more."

"Don't worry, their bodies are stronger than my old man." The village chief waved his hand, and then said, "Master Xia, go to the village to rest. Everyone has prepared meals and is waiting for you to go."

"That's right, there's nothing we can do to help, so we can only treat you well." Da Zhuang scratched his head, smiled a little honestly, and then said a little coyly: "Well... Xiaoling's father said , taking advantage of Mr. Xia not leaving, just to marry me, otherwise he won't marry Xiaoling to me."

Xia Lin was taken aback, witnessing the marriage?

The village chief laughed at this time and said: "Da Zhuang has no parents for a long time. He grew up alone, and he is not very smart. Xiaoling's father has always rejected him because of this. But this time, Mr. Xia witnessed the marriage. If so, there must be no problem."

Xia Lin smiled helplessly. She never expected that she would be a witness at the age of 16.