Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 626 Rescue the Patriarch of the Han Family
call out!
That ray of sword light was so bright that it amazed everyone's eyes, and the sound of piercing the air stirred up gusts of wind, which made the three of them jump and retreat a distance of several feet.

"who!"

One of them yelled and turned to look in the direction where Jian Guang was coming.

Footsteps sounded, and several figures walked out of the forest slowly.

"Ancestor!"

Liniang cried and said: "My husband is worried about the safety of the ancestor, so I ask my benefactor to help."

"It's a helper!"

The patriarch of the Han family was overjoyed when he heard the words, feeling the strong aura of the young man opposite him, he said loudly: "Little friend Gao Yi, old man Han Feng, if we escape from the crisis this time, there will be rewards!"

The other three thumped in their hearts, and looked at Zhou Lin in unison. This young man had clear eyes and a calm expression. He should not be some old monster with an old face.

"Hmph! Boy, I would like to advise you, if you want to die, don't meddle in your own business!"

The tall, skinny middle-aged man with sunken eyes stared fixedly at Zhou Lin, the black light suddenly radiated from his body, and a huge coercion spread suddenly.

Martial Saint Realm!
Liniang's face turned pale, and her body trembled.

Beside Huang Xiaoying's body trembled uncontrollably, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, that aura was so powerful that it seemed to overwhelm her completely, and the Great Wilderness Sword she was holding in her arms let out a clanging sound.

With a wave of Zhou Lin's hand, an invisible energy enveloped the three of them, completely suppressing each other's aura.

"Don't be afraid, when you reach that level, you are only stronger than him but not weaker, and you can sweep all directions with the thought of invincibility."

He was sincerely teaching his disciples, seeing that the fear in Huang Xiaoying's eyes had disappeared, and his eyes became sharper, so he was relieved.

A swordsman should be unparalleled in sharpness.

If you have fear in your heart, how can you sweep away the invincible?

With cold eyes, Zhou Lin stared at the middle-aged man without concealing the murderous intent in his heart, "Meddling your own business? Not anymore."

Wu Sheng is amazing?
Wanting to suppress and intimidate with his breath, almost frightened Huang Xiaoying's pure sword heart, this is no longer as simple as meddling, he even has the heart to kill.

The middle-aged man's eyes were dark, with a trace of tyranny flashing across his face, and he said sinisterly: "Hey, kid, since you don't want to die, let's die together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a black knife light shot out from his hand.

The light of the knife was sharp, with the faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves, all over the sky rushed out of the light of the knife, and rushed towards Zhou Lin and the three with a howl, intending to swallow and obliterate the three of them completely.

The face of the ancestor of the Han family changed slightly, and he reminded loudly: "Little friend, be careful, this person is the ghost sage of Manduo Mountain. The Nether bone knife is very powerful. Don't fall for it!"

Zhou Lin looked indifferent, pointing with one hand.

scoff!

The sword light on the fingertips is shining brightly, the dazzling light of the fairy sword is like the scorching sun shining all over, dispelling all evil spirits, and the dark light of the sword is like a piece of first snow being completely melted by the warm sun.

Ding!
With a clear crash, the fairy sword broke all illusions and hit the bone knife directly.

Click!

I heard a shrill scream from inside the bone knife, and a crack appeared on the body of the white knife, and the crack spread further under the destruction of the edge of the fairy sword. It turned into a cloud of powder and dissipated completely.

"No!"

There was still a sneer on Gui Sheng's face, and his expression suddenly changed wildly. His natal bone knife was destroyed, and his mind was seriously injured. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood. A large piece of ancient wood was smashed.

quiet!
Now there is silence, everyone's mouth is wide open, their eyes are trembling, and they are stunned.

God, what did I see?
Ghost Sage's famous weapon, the Nether Bone Knife, couldn't stop his benefactor's sword, and was completely destroyed like a block of tofu.

Li Niang stood behind Zhou Lin and witnessed it with her own eyes. The shock was too strong.

The other two were shocked. It was the bone knife of the ghost saint, with many supernatural powers. There were tens of thousands of ghosts hidden in the bone knife, and they were completely annihilated under the sword light of the other party without making a sound. What the hell is that? weapon?
They have a deep understanding of the ghost saint's supernatural powers, but they can't stop him from attacking casually. This young man is too strong. Where did this monster come from?

Could it be the holy son of some great sect walking outside?

The middle-aged woman and the man who looked like an old farmer looked at each other, all showing horrified expressions.

The three teamed up to barely surround the patriarch of the Han family, and now there is an extra young man out of nowhere, with such a fierce attack that the ghost saint can be disabled with one move, and their situation is in a precarious situation.

The patriarch of the Han family looked dull, and then became ecstatic.

Although he guessed that this young man was of extraordinary strength, he might be able to block the Nether Bone Knife, but he didn't expect it to be so easy, and he could completely destroy the Nether Bone Knife with a single strike.

Zhenfei and destruction are two different concepts. How powerful is the strength of the young man in front of him if he easily destroys a top-grade spiritual weapon?

Simply unpredictable.

While he was pleasantly surprised, he secretly rejoiced in his heart.

The Han family village survived the catastrophe, and with the help of noble people, the situation has turned around, so it is natural to take advantage of the victory to pursue it at such a juncture!

"Witch of Hundred Flowers, you dare to lose your mind in front of me, kill!"

He let out an angry roar, and the secret treasure above his head, Lihuozhu, shot out streaks of bright flames, which immediately entangled the mid-mature woman.

"Old ghost Han, I'm afraid you won't succeed when you become an old lady!"

Suddenly being attacked, the Hundred Flowers Witch let out a coquettish cry, flicked her ten fingers, and sprayed out delicate flowers from her fingertips. Those flowers flew into the air, flying into the air, with charming young women, with long sleeves and dancing, and with different expressions.

The joyful voices and laughter of Yingying and Yanyan sounded all over the sky, and the fragrant wind blowing across the sky and the earth, the peach blossoms and willows are green, there are plump people, and small families and jaspers, each has its own merits.

These young women are long-sleeved and good at dancing, with silk and satin sleeve scarves swaying, revealing the white flowers on their chests. A beautiful spring scene, it really looks like mountains and peaks horizontally, with different heights from near and far.

If it were a strong and strong man, he might sink into it with just one glance, unable to extricate himself.

Standing in it, the ancestor of the Han family kept his eyes on the ground and urged Li Huozhu with all his strength. Every ray of fire rushed out, wrapped in a coquettish beauty and screamed, and finally turned into a piece of flying ash and scattered.

Destroy flowers with hot hands, but that's all!
The old farmer-like man rubbed his hands with a bitter expression on his face.

The patriarch of the Han family chose Baihua Witch, so wouldn't that leave him for the boy opposite?
He almost wiped out the ghost saint with one move. He really didn't want to face such a strong man.

Call ~
There was a strong wind in the mountains and forests, and a black shadow approached at high speed.

"Destroy my treasure, take your life!"

The ghost saint's eyes were extremely resentful, and black air gushed out from his whole body. In the blink of an eye, a pitch-black cloud was formed, and countless vague ghost figures loomed in it.

(End of this chapter)