Lin Li did not dodge the menacing knife coming from behind. A layer of faint yellow light floated under Lin Li's clothes due to the unique internal energy of the golden bell. The man with a sinister face was delighted when he found that Lin Li had no intention of dodging the knife behind him. It seemed that the monk in front of him was just a loser, and he could not even feel the murderous aura behind him.
It felt different from the man with a fleshy face. Lin Li felt something wrong when he noticed a faint yellow layer appeared on Lin Li's body. Lin Li sneaked up on the man from behind, but the opportunity to attack behind him was too good. The man gritted his teeth and summoned ten layers of internal energy to stab the man hard. Lin Li's back thoughts.
"Dang!" The three-foot-long waist knife stabbed Lin Li's vest fiercely, making a sound of metal collision. The force of the shock made the sneak attack man's arm numb, and before he could react, he saw that his face was full of flesh. The man groaned and was kicked away by Lin Li. Then the man he attacked turned around, grabbed his knife and moved forward. Then his neck felt cold and he felt himself starting to fly in the air.
Lin Li chopped off the head of the man who attacked from behind. The man who attacked from behind was not strong enough to break through the defense of the golden bell. You must know that Monk Jin was killed by Lin Li and the little fat man jointly, but the little fat man died after Monk Jin. He died before. Lin Li has obtained all the skills of Monk Jin alone. Longhumen is a world of martial arts that is not weaker than Fengyun. Monk Jin also has a place in Longhumen and is considered a master. In Fengyun, there are two people in Shacheng who rob money and kill people. How could the robber break Monk Jin's golden bell?
¡°F*ck your old mother!¡± When the man with a savage face saw his companion being killed with a knife, his face suddenly changed with a hint of fear in his eyes, he turned around, broke through the door of the inn, and stumbled out. There are so many ruthless masters in a ghost place like Dongmo. It can only be said that they have done so many business without capital and are still alive. It can only be said that they were lucky in the past, but today they are obviously not so lucky.
The arrogant man wanted to escape from Lin Li but didn't want to let him go and leave any trace behind. After glancing at the inn and seeing that no one wanted to stand up for these two people, Lin Li rushed out.
"Who dares to offend Tianxiahui? Protect the sect leader!" Neither Lin Li nor the arrogant-looking man expected that a horse team carrying goods was passing by outside the inn at this time. The arrogant-faced man stumbled out and the horse team rang. After receiving the warning, two men in the cavalry team, one armed with a knife and one with an empty hand, presented the word "pin" to the man with a sinister face.
The cavalry team was under the banner of the Tianxiahui. There were more than a hundred people, followed by more than ten carts. The carts were pulled by camels, and the ruts were deeply sunk into the sand that was not too hard.
When the man with a sinister face saw the cavalry, he became even more frightened, shrank his body, and even wanted to escape back to the inn. At this time, he suddenly saw a familiar face in the cavalry. It was a brother of theirs who had chopped off chicken heads and drank blood wine together. It was this man who had helped the two of them solve a lot of troubles in Shacheng so that they could go there. If you continue your business here, this person will be their support. The man with a sinister face opened his mouth to shout when he saw this man. Maybe it was not a bad thing to collide with this cavalry team, but it would allow them to help him deal with the damn monk inside.
The man with a sinister face opened his mouth to shout, but the three people who rushed out from the cavalry did not give him this chance. The two swordsmen in front struck fiercely. As he climbed up and down, he didn't even give the man a chance to speak. Blood was flying in the yellow sand. The man's legs and neck were cut off in an instant, and his body was left on the sand without even a scream. Seeing this scene, the brother in the cavalry, a man with a sinister face, turned his head calmly, as if he didn't even recognize who the dead man was.
Those who dared to collide with the Tianxiahui cavalry were killed so easily. The man behind the two swordsmen seemed a little dissatisfied, and his eyes suddenly darkened. Then he looked at Lin Li who was standing at the door of the inn, tapped his feet and rushed towards Lin Li.
This is a master. As soon as this person turned his target towards himself, Lin Li felt some fluctuations in the unique internal power of the golden bell, and a faint sense of oppression came from this person's body.
A cold breath hit his face in the hot desert, and Lin Li didn't move his feet. When the man rushed ten feet away, Lin Li flicked his wrist, and the sword screamed and was thrown towards the man. There was a sarcastic sneer on the corner of the man's mouth. He kept walking until Jie Dao arrived in front of him and casually touched it a little. Jie Dao suddenly trembled and a layer of frost appeared on it and fell to the ground. The person who came immediately punched Lin Li.
The internal energy in his whole body was agitated crazily, and the golden light all over Lin Li's body skyrocketed. The internal energy of the golden bell was pushed to the extreme by Lin Li and punched out. After the war mode is turned on, the body and strength of seniors are no longer digitized. It is difficult for anyone to accurately describe their strength, but Lin Li knows that his strength has undergone a qualitative change, and this qualitative change is for the second-level or even higher-level teams. The secret is that if you want to become a member of the second-level team, you must have at least a similar strength, internal strength, fighting spirit, supernatural powers, divine power, etc.
"Boom!" The fists and palms intersected with each other's energy.Overflowing, Lin Li groaned and his body was directly thrown out and fell heavily into the inn. A faint frost appeared on his whole body, and the internal strength of the golden bell could not completely resist this kind of frost-like frost. Lin Li's internal power, the internal power of the golden bell, flowed around his body before he could barely expel the aura that wanted to freeze his internal organs and stood up.
"Eh!" It seemed that he didn't expect this man to be able to receive his punch. The man in fine clothes showed a hint of surprise. Fu Shou stood outside the inn and maintained his identity, as if he had no intention of continuing to fight. However, if he didn't make a move, someone would naturally do it for him. The previous two The swordsman who killed the man with a sinister face in the blink of an eye attacked Lin Li from left to right.
"Guest, your backpack!" At this moment, the bag placed on the wine table suddenly flew over, and the waiter's voice followed closely.
"Wait a minute!" Lin Li had already vaguely guessed the identity of the man in the Chinese attire. He took the backpack and tore it open. "I have received the mission of the Tianxiahui to hunt down these strangers. Will the Tianxiahui treat me like this?"
More than ten heads of the chosen ones rolled around in the inn, and clothes that could not have appeared in the storm were scattered on the floor.
"Stop! Take a look!" The man in fine clothes frowned slightly as he looked at the head rolling in the inn. He waved his hand and asked the two swordsmen to check the head and clothes on the ground. The two swordsmen quickly finished the inspection and nodded at him. nodded. The man in fine clothes looked at Lin Li and said, "What do you want?"
"The Tianxiahui is so powerful that the martial arts world is awe-inspiring. I want to join the Tianxiahui!" The waiter nodded slightly in thanks, and Lin Li turned to the man in Chinese clothes and said directly. If you guessed correctly, the man in gorgeous clothes in front of him was Qin Shuang, the top disciple of the Tianxiahui. Xiongba had planted the nail that he had planted twenty years ago to deal with Feng Yun.