Mission system is a bit skinny

Chapter 19 He is still a child
Although Lin Qianjun was blown like a fool by the wind, Zhang Yu, who was protected behind him with a cloak, did not suffer much.

He also saw the player riot just now on the live broadcast of the forum.

The process of the players being defeated made him very speechless.

Are you here to fight?Saving people is the most important thing, the commotion is so big, and now the number of guards in the dungeon has more than doubled, and it is impossible for him to sneak in and rescue people.

Driving the blue-eyed eagle to the Yan Gang sub-rudder above the city, Lin Qianjun patted the blue-eyed eagle's neck, then jumped up with Zhang Yu in his arms, and performed lightness kung fu to slowly fall towards the ground.

When the two landed on the ground, the blue-eyed eagle circled for a while, and then disappeared directly through the clouds and disappeared in his eyes.

Lin Qianjun was not afraid of the disappearance of the blue-eyed eagle, he was used to enjoying Jianzong's food, and now he had no desire to forage for food in the wild.

This kind of high-profile appearance, Lin Qianjun was naturally noticed by the players of Dantai and the members of the Salt Gang at the first time.

Not long after, a disciple of the Salt Gang in Tsing Yi came forward and questioned Lin Qianjun.

"May I ask who this young master is from, and why he came to Dantai?"

Lin Qianjun kept silent, but let Zhang Yu tidy up his hair and beard that had been blown by the wind.

This attitude is very clear, that is, you are not qualified enough, and I don't want to talk to you.

The disciple of the Salt Gang also had an extremely ugly expression, but he couldn't figure out Lin Qianjun's identity, so he could only look at Lin Qianjun with a troubled expression.

But he didn't feel embarrassed for a long time, because the next moment, the elder Zhong Gao, who was at the helm of Dantai, stepped out.

It was a middle-aged man also wearing Tsing Yi, with a long beard on his face, and sharp eyes, which seemed a bit fierce at first glance.

After he looked at Lin Qianjun for a while, he found the gold border on his cuffs, and immediately he cupped his hands and said, "I don't know if the master of the Sword Sect is coming, Zhong is too far away to welcome him."

Lin Qianjun turned back, looked at Zhong Gao calmly, and said, "You still have some eyesight, but I didn't come here this time to gossip with you, I want someone from you."

Zhong Gao asked: "The person you are looking for is actually in my Yan Gang?"

Lin Qianjun said, "It's in your dungeon."

"The dungeon?" Zhong Gao pretended to be surprised, and said immediately, "That's the place where the heinous people are imprisoned, hiss, but since it's the person you want, my lord, it seems to be a misunderstanding, because I don't know the person you want. , whose name is it?"

After glancing at Zhong Gao for a while, Lin Qianjun replied, "Lu Fengyi!"

When Zhong Gao heard this, his eyes fluctuated slightly.

If it was someone else, he would just ask Lin Qianjun to take him away based on the idea that one thing more is worse than one thing less. After all, the true disciple of Jianzong is not easy to mess with, but Lu Fengyi himself is related to his son's reputation. The exposure of those things about his son will inevitably affect his future status in the Salt Gang.

And now that the Salt Gang is about to carry out reforms due to other people's reasons, his problems can easily be brought up to make a fuss.

Zhong Gao faked a smile and said, "My lord, may I have misremembered the name? I'm afraid there is no such person in the dungeon of the Dantai branch of the Yan Gang."

"I said yes, so there is!" Lin Qianjun said, and directly took the Wufeng Sword from Zhang Yu.

"My lord, you want to forcibly break into my branch of the Salt Gang?" Zhong Gao asked with narrowed eyes.

"A disciple of my Jianzong is willing to kneel down and beg me to come and save someone. I believe he will not lie to me." Lin Qianjun answered the wrong question, and his eyes were not looking at Zhong Gao in front of him, but at a certain player in the diagonally upper corner. direction.

He is setting up a character set for his "Sword God" account, and it is also adding rationality to his appearance.

After all, unless you are really stupid to a certain extent, how can you just listen to a stranger say a few words and travel thousands of miles to save someone.

Only when that alien did something that shocked him, would he be moved by it.

On the other side, the players watching the live broadcast could not help but change their expressions.

Shen Ren was a little moved and said: "The sword god master did this in order to ask Lin Qianjun to take action!!"

"It's awesome, to be reasonable, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do this kind of thing for an NPC." A player next to him echoed.

"This is the real player, I suddenly feel a little tearful!!"

But after hearing Lin Qianjun's words, Zhong Gao directly waved his hand to let a disciple of the Salt Gang leave the place.

Lin Qianjun knew that the other party was planning to make Lu Fengyi disappear before he entered the dungeon.

But how could he do what Zhong Gao wanted.

Lin Qianjun used [-] experience to upgrade to the perfect Lan Feng step by step, and with a movement, he appeared more than [-] meters away in an instant, directly stopped the disciple of the Salt Gang, and before the other party could speak, he slapped the sword , and knocked him down to the ground, losing his ability to move.

This scene happened so fast that Zhong Gao couldn't even react.

He said solemnly: "Such handsome lightness kung fu, but my Yan Gang is not easy to provoke, form an formation, let the master disciples of Jianzong see how powerful my Yan Gang disciples are."

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of disciples from the sub-helm of the Salt Gang rushed out and surrounded Lin Qianjun according to the specific position.

Zhang Yu looked nervous, and pulled out his long sword, and was about to come forward to help, but Lin Qianjun stopped him directly with his eyes.

Afterwards, the corners of Lin Qianjun's mouth curled up, he looked at Zhong Gao and said, "Are you sure your people can stop me?"

Zhong Gao said with a smile: "I admit that the method of the true inheritance of Jianzong is powerful, but even if you can break through the formation, it will take time, right?"

The intention of these words was obvious, when Lin Qianjun came out, even if he turned the Yanbang dungeon upside down, he still wouldn't be able to find Lu Fengyi.

However, Lin Qianjun is not a reckless person. From the moment he chose to make a high-profile appearance, he was fully prepared.

It's time for the 13 experience earned before to play a role.

With a thought in Lin Qianjun's mind, the [-] experience points disappeared, and his Shanqing swordsmanship instantly reached the Xiaocheng realm, but before it was over, Lin Qianjun invested another [-] experience points to upgrade the Shanqin swordsmanship to Dacheng.

Since then, he has almost squandered the experience he has collected for a long time.

Dacheng's kendo-like blue skill is still a high-consumption big move, how strong is it under the blessing of his sword bone talent with twelve times the damage?
Lin Qianjun said that breaking a hundred in one hit is not a problem.

His true energy surged, and a sense of oppression suddenly rose around his body like a towering mountain.

The disciples of the Salt Clan who were watching him from the side formed an ugly expression, and their legs and feet began to weaken.

Lin Qianjun held down the Wufeng sword in his hand, and slammed it towards the ground.

"Boom rumble!!"

In an instant, the ground shook and the mountains shook, with Lin Qianjun as the center, within a radius of 30 meters, the ground seemed to have been hit hard, and fine cracks like spider webs spread from where Lin Qianjun was.

Wherever they passed, people turned their backs on their backs, and the buildings were damaged to varying degrees.

The formation formed with great difficulty by the disciples of the Salt Gang who surrounded him was instantly broken by Lin Qianjun, and even at this moment they were still a little bit hard to protect themselves.

The concussion force brought by the Shanqing sword technique was transmitted from their bodies through the ground, causing them to fall to the ground with serious injuries in an instant, making it difficult to hold on to themselves.

The closer people are to Lin Qianjun, the more miserable they are. Those people around Lin Qianjun are now completely rags, completely paralyzed on the ground and unable to move.

Zhong Gao in the distance left the ground ahead of time because of his high cultivation, and now he was hanging in the air, looking at the collapsed building and the disciples of the Salt Gang with extremely ugly expressions.

Players watching the live broadcast were stunned.

"Fuck, this is not martial arts!!"

"Although I am not a martial artist, I am very martial arts. I have decided to join the Shimen and go to the Sword Sect. Let's go now. Goodbye."

"Is this the true strength of Jianzong? I love it!"

At this time, under countless surprised eyes, Lin Qianjun slowly pulled out the black iron sword from the ground, and walked towards the inside of the salt gang.

Although this sword was too handsome to say anything, it emptied [-]% of his real energy in one blow. Although he pretended to be understated, he actually wanted to take a few breaths to calm down the turbulent blood in his body.

As he advanced, those disciples of the Salt Gang who were not injured also stepped aside with fear on their faces.

At this moment, Zhong Gao descended from the sky, stopped Lin Qianjun, and said angrily, "This is a private matter of my Salt Gang. Even if you are the true heir of Jianzong, you have no right to interfere?"

"Qualification?" Lin Qianjun glanced at Zhong Gao, then pointed the black iron sword directly at Zhong Gao and said, "Am I not qualified?"

Zhong Gao's face froze, he couldn't use such powerful martial arts moves, and seeing Lin Qianjun's face not flushed and out of breath, he seemed to be able to make more than a dozen swords, he was a little scared.

And if there is an enmity, Lin Qianjun will be stronger in the future, what will he do when he comes back to settle accounts after Qiuhou?

The true biography of Jianzong has a profound background and strong strength. He is an elder of the Yan Gang who is fooling around and playing with power. No matter how you think about it, he is not of the same level. Jianzong has a cooperative relationship, and this matter may be able to help.

But just when Zhong Gao was about to get out of the way, a young man with wretched eyes stepped out from among the disciples of the Salt Gang.

His eyes had been staring at Zhang Yu in the distance before, and that kind of inferior desire was undoubtedly revealed. This is Zhong Gao's son who has not been taught well, Zhong Wenxian.

"Yes, this is a private matter of my Salt Gang, why do you interfere?" Zhong Wenxian thought that his father had a great advantage, and pointed directly at Lin Qianjun's nose and said loudly.

The moment Lin Qianjun saw him, his expression changed a little.

Not that he was offended, but that he knew the man.

This Zhong Wen was a complete disaster at first.

It was because of him that Lu Fengyi went all the way from the sub-helm of the Salt Gang to the main helm, and finally made the Salt Gang completely history.

This is not just as simple as cheating.

He cheated too many people to count.

"Why? Of course it's the sword in my hand!"

After Lin Qianjun finished speaking, his true essence was attached to the black iron sword, and he used the Shower Sword Technique, stepping on Lanfeng Steps, and in the next moment, there was a severed finger in front of him.

After the blessing of the true energy extracted from the sharp energy formula, Lin Qianjun can use even a wooden stick as sharp as a sharp sword that cuts iron like mud, not to mention this black iron epee that weighs nearly a hundred catties.

And because they were too close, Lin Qianjun shot so fast that Zhong Gao didn't even have time to stop it all.

After Zhong Wen let out a cry of pain, he came to his senses, quickly grabbed his son's hand, looked at the wound with distress, and said angrily to Lin Qianjun: "Can the true biography of Jianzong be so unreasonable? Because a sentence is inappropriate, you About to break his fingers? He's just a 16-year-old kid!!"

(End of this chapter)