Lin Yi suddenly jumps up, and his head comes out of the mouth of the gourd. He looks up at the young man in black robe standing in silence in the sky, and his eyes gradually smile.

Four eyes are opposite, white Chen indifferently grasped the wind divine sword in the hand again.

Lin Yi is absolutely the strongest one he has ever met!

He knows that very well.

……

"Hello, would you like to drink with me?"

Lin Yi suddenly waved at Bai Chen.

Drinking?!

Bai Chen was stunned.

This is not for a fight?

"Don't look at me like that ~ I hate trouble the most. Drinking is in line with my appetite. Of course, if you can pour me under the table, I'll leave here and never trouble you again. How about that?"

For drinking power, Lin Yi has only his self-confidence. He has lived for hundreds of years. He is addicted to alcohol and has never met an opponent.

And he this words, also let white Chen instant produced interest, for this don't know is the enemy is a friend of the guy, white Chen suddenly found, he is not so boring.

"Unfortunately, I like drinking the most. When I solve the problem here, let's go and fight."

Bai Chen calmly a smile, turn round to go, see to another direction.

In the distant ruins, a blue shadow loomed.

"Young man, I can help you realize any wish you want. The premise is only one wish..."

A white haired old man with deep-sea blue robes finally came out of the smoke. His robes were clean and gorgeous, without a trace of dust, as if he had isolated the whole world, full of sacred breath.

"Wanchao Pavilion You're here. "

Bai Chen carries the wind god sword on his shoulder, and his killing intention is strong in his eyes.

For his words, the old man did not pay attention, but looked at the distant gourd.

"You are the master of the God of war, aren't you?"

Smell speech, Lin Yi surprised of scratched to scratch a head: "how, seek me to have something?"

Xingchen Pavilion and Wanchao pavilion have always been incompatible with each other, and the fight between them has become increasingly fierce.

No matter which side of them, as long as they see each other, they will have a strong sense of killing and want to kill first.

This old man with white hair is no exception.

However, Lin Yi is different. He is just like nobody. He doesn't care about the old man's clothes. His clear eyes are as pure as Tong Tong's.

"I haven't seen young Xia Lin for a long time, and I know your temperament very well. Today I just want to trouble Bai Chen, but I don't want to be your enemy..."

"Oh, just fight. I'll watch it here ~"

after listening to Lin Yi's words, the fairy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, Lin Yi was like a rumor. He didn't like fighting or even tired of fighting.

As long as others don't trouble him, he won't take the initiative to attack others.

What Lin Yi followed was the way of peace, and what he pursued was to be a man of virtue.

He always kept in mind the worship of literature and martial arts, which was very popular with emperor Xuanwu.

After confirming that Lin Yi, an uncertain factor, would not become an obstacle, Xian wengton turned his eyes to Bai Chen, who had been waiting for a long time.

Four eyes opposite, white Chen feel each other the same eight star chaotic state of cultivation, can't help but faint smile: "behind that don't hide, want to start words, together."

As soon as the words came out, the fairy was obviously stunned, and Lin Yi nodded slightly, his eyes showing appreciation.

As Bai Chen's voice falls, in the direction behind him, a slender man appears out of thin air, just like a mirage from the mist.

"I, Dou Li, have come to learn from you!"

Although Dou Li claimed to be an old man, his voice was powerful and his appearance was in his prime.

As he holds a long gun in his hand, the spiritual power of the same eight star chaotic environment suddenly sweeps the whole sky.

In the face of two opponents who are equal to their own accomplishments, Bai Chen is still not afraid.

When the sole of the foot moves forward, it is full of courage and vitality.

"Up

The fairy suddenly gave a sharp drink, and a black magic wand fell off from his blue sleeve robe. He held the wand tightly and swept away in the air. The black fog of ink color rose like ink painting.

What is this black fog?

Bai Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure retreated suddenly as soon as he stepped on the ground.

And at this time, the direction behind, sharp gun shadow has been overwhelming stab.

Clang clang clang!

Bai Chen suddenly turns back, and rushes to Dou Li to attack, sword light gun shadow, explodes a burst of water ripple like energy in the high altitude.

All of a sudden, Bai Chen's sword sweeps past. With the terrible force of the sword, Sheng Sheng shakes Dou Li out of the distance of tens of meters. Seizing this gap, Bai Chen's body blinks and immediately avoids the strange black fog coming from behind.The black fog, filled in the world, obscured Lin Yi's sight, he can only put the soul circle outside, continue to feel the breath of Bai Chen.

However, when his soul circle spread out, his face suddenly sank. He quickly turned the gourd and looked in the direction of the back mountain.

……

"Hurricane cross!"

The heart of Ye Jian, keeping his double swords stretched flat, whirled rapidly in the air, and suddenly burst into a roar of thunder.

Under the fierce anger, a huge cross sword with hundreds of feet suddenly attacked Qi Yuan's direction. The speed was just a flick.

Qi Yuan, who had exhausted himself, was shocked to see the sword Qi coming. His old eyes trembled, and a touch of despair finally emerged.

"In the end, I still can't resist the monster Ye Jianxin..."

The corners of his mouth slowly pull up a touch of bitterness. He is almost exhausted. Dragging his old and tired body, he bent in mid air and has completely given up the idea of escape.

Just as he closed his eyes to die, a voice came from him.

"Master of the jar, I will never let you die --"

at the critical moment, Qi song covered his broken arm and flashed in front of Qi Yuan. He quickly mobilized all his spiritual power to collide with the cross sword spirit.

In Qi Yuan's eyes, Qi song's body, even if wrapped by the spirit power of the universe, was destroyed and decayed. In the spirit of the cross sword, it was completely reduced to ashes.

No matter Qi song or Qi Yuan, they can't stop Ye Jianxin's hurricane.

And just when Qi Yuan was about to end up the same way as Qi song, a huge figure as strong as a bear appeared quietly in front of Qi Yuan.

"Drink!"

The man's a fierce drink, unexpectedly is a simple and simple one punch to blow out, the real bang in the cross sword Qi above.

The fist sounds like thunder, and the sword Qi explodes instantly!

Looking at the back of the deep blue robe in front of him, Qi Yuan's dry throat rolled slightly. Before he turned to Xingchen Pavilion, he didn't expect that it was Wanchao Pavilion who came to save his life.