Gaowu Era: After binding the school belle, I lie down and win

He has already been the number one in the Mowu Tianjiao list for a whole year, crossing the border to kill third-tier masters and aliens, and he is the well-deserved No. [-] Mowu Tianjiao!

In order to temper his spiritual will to the extreme, Yang Jin even gave up the rapid advancement in cultivation.

Originally, with his talent, he had already broken through the shackles of the warrior realm, leaped into the dragon's gate, and was promoted to a strong master of the master realm.

after all.

He is also a third year junior, and some magic and martial arts geniuses who are slightly less talented than him have successfully promoted to the grand master level.

But he still stays in the Ninth Rank Peak Warrior Realm.

In terms of cultivation, although he is still the top genius, he is by no means the most dazzling one.

However, the number one in the Tianjiao list has not been shaken by this.

Those martial arts students at the master level didn't even have the courage to challenge him, let alone defeat him.

Explosive blood and a single slash can make a fifth slash, killing a masochistic pervert who is a third-tier grand master and foreign race with a single slash.

No one wants to provoke him, so I can't wait to walk around him!

Looking at the spiritual storm sweeping across the sea and covering the sun with clouds, Yang Jin's iron-like, sharp-edged face showed a little excitement.

It's been three days... I haven't chased a mental storm for three full days!

Finally able to sharpen and solidify the last sliver of spiritual power!

After tonight... surely he will be able to advance to the grandmaster realm without any worries!

Thinking of this, without any hesitation, Yang Jin stretched out his muscular arms from the dark and sticky sea water, and slapped the sea surface violently.

"boom--"

The sea surface shook suddenly, and huge water waves spread hundreds of meters away.

And Yang Jin has already used this force to leap forward, and with the shimmering light under his feet, he is actually walking through the air, flying through the air!

Straight into the spiritual storm.

The turbulent mental hurricane coming from all directions violently blew on him, but it was like a gentle breeze.

His figure didn't tremble in the slightest, and there was not even a trace of expression on his face.

This level of mental hurricane is for him.

Not to mention destroying the mental power, it's like scratching an itch, it won't have any effect.

He needs to continue to go deep into the center range where the spirit storm is more violent.

Even... In order to complete this last trace of spiritual power, he has to go further than usual!

Even he has never reached the center of the spiritual storm... the eye of the storm!

Thinking of this, a faint curiosity was born in Yang Jin's heart.

What will happen in this eye of the storm?

As he got deeper and deeper into the spiritual storm,

A few wind chasers who kept swaying in stature and looked a bit ferocious as they endured the severe pain also saw him 0. …

"Fuck? Who is this person? He didn't even tremble at all? It's like walking on the ground!"

"Cut! You don't even know Mr. Yang Jin, you just look like a young boy who just entered the industry!"

"Ah? Is he the most legendary ascetic wind chaser, Mr. Yang Jin?!"

Several wind chasers talked about it.

Due to the particularity of chasing spiritual storms, wind chasers often encounter peers.

And Yang Jin, who has been chasing the wind for three years like a day and night, has already become a legend and a familiar face among the wind chasers.

So after a brief surprise, the few wind chasers greeted from a distance with adoring faces.

"Boss Yang Jin! Long time no see, are you still the same tonight?"

Hearing the sound, Yang Jin raised his head and nodded slightly at the few people, humming, which was regarded as a response.

Then continue to the central area of ​​the mental storm and walk away.

Several old wind chasers breathed a sigh of relief, and seized the time to continue searching for wind crystals.

The novice chasing the wind exclaimed:

"How did Mr. Yang Jin manage to walk freely in the mental storm, and even ignore the hurricane?"

"Isn't this flying that can only be achieved by a master?"

Hearing this, an old wind chaser said without raising his head: "I heard that he has an extremely rare two-star space system dream spirit, which can jump short distances."

"With the help of the 4.0 force of the hurricane of the spiritual storm, I can float in the air, so I can walk in the air."

"That's why we greet him so respectfully."

"After all, if he wants to, he will definitely be able to withstand the mental storm and wipe out our entire regiment here!"

Hearing this, the newcomer Chaser clicked his tongue slightly.

"That's right, probably only such a ruthless person can kill people and seize treasures in a mental storm!"

"Fortunately... Big brother Yang Jin just kept cultivating hard and didn't covet me..."

Halfway through, the voice stopped abruptly.

"Huh? Why does this new boy like to talk halfway?"

The old wind chaser snorted dissatisfiedly, and turned his head to educate him.

into the eye...

Where is the figure of the newcomer?

In situ, only a dissipating white light remained, and...

A black flying knife quietly suspended in his "corpse"! .

Chapter 130 The second group destroys the wind chaser!Countless loot! (2 updates, please order in full)

"The wind chaser who was walking through the air just now and pretending to be a thief always feels inexplicably familiar, as if..."

"Is it Yang Jin?"

On the vermilion dragon boat, Xu Lin looked at the sky above the storm and murmured.

"Ah?"

Jiang He was taken aback for a moment when he heard this, and then his sky blue eyes suddenly burst into brilliance, and a little devilish smirk appeared on his small face.

"Then what are we waiting for? The big fat sheep that came to your door, you must not let him go!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Xu Lin suspiciously, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised:

"Hmm...Little Junior Brother, you must be afraid of him, right?"

"I'm afraid of your size!"

Facing the provocation from the demon little loli, Xu Lin stretched out his hand without hesitation, and gave her a thump.

"Will you use your brain?"

"The more this kind of moment, the more we must learn to be patient!"

"Only by setting a long line can we catch big fish. At least...we have to wait until he is exhausted and has no strength to resist."

"He looks very fierce now, and he can fly through the air. You are a salted fish loli who can only swing a hammer. What do you use to fight him?"

"It seems to make sense..." Jiang He covered his head and said in a daze.

"Then let's deal with these peripheral wind chasers first!"

Su Lingyan said calmly from the side, a strange look flickered in her beautiful eyes. 04

The silver-white long sword tightly held by the plain hand trembled slightly, as if he couldn't wait to get back to his old business, and his waist.

Seeing this, Xu Lin wiped off his cold sweat.

"School beauty baby, don't be impulsive, just leave these miscellaneous fish to me."

"Why? Aren't you always responsible for cheating and attracting their attention?" Su Lingyan was a little dissatisfied.

"Huh? Junior brother, so you have done such a thing?"

When Jiang He heard it, gossip flames filled his face immediately.

A pair of eyes opened wide, staring at Xu Lin non-stop.

"...Don't bring up the past again."

Xu Lin blushed, decisively extinguished little loli's gossip, and explained.

"School beauty baby, your sword intent is too loud, and it's easy for Yang Jin to notice."

"This kind of backstabbing and hurting people, I'd better leave it to my...two Mengling men!"

Magic Sword Dream Spirit: "???"

Killing Wind Dream Spirit: "..."

Only then did Su Lingyan give up the idea of ​​Kara Yaozi with a regretful expression.

"go with!"

Xu Lin let out a soft drink.

The whole body of the magic knife Mengling shone with black light, and it immediately turned into a phantom flying knife.

Seeing this, the Killing Wind Dream Spirit also consciously turned into a fiery red hurricane, lingering along the blade.

Next second,

The Phantom Flying Knife turned into a stream of light and flew towards the young wind chaser who was closest to them.

"Ah-"

There was a crisp and slight sound.

Before the young windchaser even realized what was happening, he had already ushered in the end of his dream adventure.

Death comes!

And when the old wind chaser turned his head and found all this, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"enemy……"

Before the word "attack" could be uttered, the slender black flying knife in his sight disappeared in place amidst the red light flashing.

next second.

"Ah-"

The Phantom Spirit Flying Knife descended quietly.

The tip of the knife exuding a hint of coldness easily pierced his throat with the force of a hurricane.

Blood splattered!

Then came the third, the fourth...

Like a god of death, the phantom flying knife draws icy arcs over the periphery of the mental storm, harvesting the lives of the greedy!

Until the last remaining chasing wind,

Only then did he have the opportunity to leave a short last word with that horrified voice.

"Yang Jin...you have such a cruel heart..."

When the cold blade cut his throat, his eyes were full of astonishment and regret.

He was stunned...

Why did Yang Jin, who always advocated penance, suddenly go on a killing spree tonight? !

he regrets...

People's hearts are unpredictable, and there has never been trust in the dream space. He actually believed Yang Jin's disguise for many years!