Looking at the old man in black who said to do it, Zhao Sanjin's face was extremely gloomy, especially when he saw that the other party's goal was his mother's own, Zhao Sanjin couldn't help but put Lin Qingqing aside. A set of Southern Fist and Northern leg was displayed by Zhao Sanjin to cater to the random slap of the old man in black!

"Poof..." with one palm, Zhao Sanjin responded with one fist. Then, at the moment when the fists and feet were added, Zhao Sanjin felt that his fist seemed to have hit a meteorite. The whole person could not shake a penny, but also flew backwards for 35 meters under the strength of the other palm.

A mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out. Zhao Sanjin was very embarrassed. The blood stained his clothes in an instant.

"It seems that I still think highly of you!" the old man in black didn't want to chase Zhao Sanjin. After one palm fell, he stopped, put his hand on his back, tut Tut, tut Tut, and looked at Zhao Sanjin playfully.

Lin Qingqing, who was not angry, squeezed the long sword in his hand. A set of Qingling sword technique was used by Lin Qingqing without reservation. However, Rao was so. The old man in black didn't even look at Lin Qingqing. Under Lin Qingqing's mysterious sword technique, he squeezed his two fingers gently and the blade of the long sword in Lin Qingqing's hand, The other side of the wine glass was rigidly sandwiched between his two fingers.

At the next moment, the old man in black moved his two fingers gently, and the long sword in Lin Qingqing's hand was suddenly broken into two sections. At the front of the blade, the sharp sword body was tightly squeezed in the old man in black's hand, and the two fingers moved slightly again, and the sword body went straight to Lin Qingqing.

"Qingqing, be careful." Zhao Sanjin didn't know where the strength came from at once. The whole person soared to the extreme and rushed to Lin Qingqing's face. The sharp blade immediately inserted into Zhao Sanjin's back.

Fortunately, the only thing to be thankful for is that the location of the wound is not fatal!

"Third brother!" Zhao sank into Lin Qingqing's arms. Lin Qingqing was overwhelmed. The broken sword in his hand had long been thrown aside, and Zhao sank into his arms with both hands.

"I can't see it. It's very kind. Even I can't help being moved!" the old man in black outlined a evil smile at the corner of his mouth and said playfully: "why don't you break into my nightmare door? Maybe I can consider letting you go. At worst, it can make you die happily!"

However, even so, the old man in black still didn't stop walking slowly towards Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing.

On the side, old Tan, who had already fallen into a fight, all knew that Zhao Sanjin was in an unsafe situation at the moment, but it was the people in front of him who were entangled, so that they had no chance to smoke at all.

This made old Tan anxious for a moment. He was very angry and pushed back an old man in front of him. At the same time, he also stubbornly resisted another old man's palm. At once, old Tan gushed out with a mouthful of blood. The whole person took advantage of the other person's palm and suddenly retreated.

"Mausoleum master, I'll help you!" old Tan suddenly turned his body and couldn't take care of the two people who were chasing after him. With the strength in his hands, he punched the old man in black in front of Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing.

"Mausoleum master?" old Tan said. The mausoleum master made the old man in black frown slightly, and then solemnly looked at Zhao sangjin, and said slowly: "I'm a person of which sect would break into my evil nightmare door so recklessly. I feel that it's an old thing of Qianshan mausoleum!"

He realized that old Tan was annoyed, but then he looked firmly at the old man in black, snorted coldly and said with a smile: "what if it's Qianshan mausoleum? What if it's not Qianshan mausoleum? Can it rewrite the end of the collapse of your evil nightmare gate?"

"It's ridiculous!" the old man in black laughed as if he had heard a big joke and said, "in the outer Wulin, even the Qin family with such a rich background is not our opponent of the evil nightmare gate. Can you beat us? It's ridiculous!"

"Then die!" Tan's fist suddenly came over and attacked the old man in black's head. It was clear that he aimed at the old man in black's head and tried to blow the other person's head directly!

"Suffer death?" the old man in black smiled and suddenly turned around. A fist that had been ready for a long time immediately roared together with Tan's fist. For a moment, the great strength was directly distributed, which made Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing feel a little trembling.

When the punch fell, the old man in black just took three or five steps back slightly. In contrast, old Tan abruptly retreated more than ten meters. Finally, he bumped into a wall and finally reluctantly stopped. This gap is almost immediate.

"Are you the strong man who killed and succeeded?" old Tan, who was forced back with one punch, was overwhelmed in his heart. Even his inner shock was the same strong, so he didn't act rashly, but looked at the old man in black with a dignified face and asked.

"Xiao Ji destroys Dacheng?" the old man in black smiled, then slowly shook his head and said with a smile: "if I have to say, my strength has not reached Dacheng, at most it is close to Dacheng. However, I think it should be fast, at least before I start to fight with you outside Wulin!"

"Haven't you arrived?" Tan Lao's heart couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief. Then he hummed coldly: "since I haven't arrived, I'll come and have a good experience and see how powerful the strong man who is about to break through the small silence and become a great success will be!"

"OK!" the old man in black smiled, nodded and said, "but you should think clearly. If you fight with me, you will die miserably."

"I haven't started to fight yet. If I say so sure, I won't be afraid of being slapped in the face later?" old Tan snorted. Looking at such a confident and boastful old man in black, he immediately started.

At the same time, taking advantage of the gap between the old man in black and tan, Lin Qingqing also slowly broke the sword and pulled it out from Zhao Sanjin's back. The severe pain immediately spilled a trace of cold sweat on Zhao Sanjin's forehead.

"Hmm?" however, at the next moment, Zhao Sankin suddenly frowned slightly. There was no other reason. It was just because Zhao Sankin found that the wound on his back healed at a speed that even he could feel. Even if Lin Qingqing saw it, he would say four words, which was visible to the naked eye.

Yes, Zhao Sanjin's wound healing speed at the moment is his mother's naked eye. It's too amazing.

Needless to ask, Zhao Sanjin also knows that the reason why there is such a miraculous effect is only because all the four lingchong have gathered in Zhao Sanjin's demon refining pot. In cooperation with Xuanjin itself, it has the miraculous effect of speed healing wounds. It's not surprising that Zhao Sanjin can have such a miraculous effect at the moment.

"It's all right, silly girl!" Zhao Sanjin gently wiped a glimmer of crystal tears from the corner of Lin Qingqing's eyes, grinned and said, "isn't it all right for me? I'm not so easy to be defeated!"

"Puff......" Lin Qingqing couldn't help laughing through tears. Looking at Zhao Sanjin who became lively again, Lin Qingqing smiled and scolded angrily: "I know you have many cards, but the current situation is very unfavorable to us. What should we do?"

"There's no way!" Zhao Sanjin shook his head bitterly and said with a bitter smile: "old Tan, they have paved too many roads for us. Next, we can only rely on ourselves."

"I'll listen to you all." Lin Qingqing smiled and added as soon as his voice fell: "but don't you help old tan? The other party is a strong man."

This made Zhao Sanjin no doubt smile bitterly. He shook his head helplessly and said, "this is old Tan's choice. I have no way to help. Even if I do it with old Tan, it will only become old Tan's burden!"

"Then, let's go!" Lin Qingqing hesitated, finally nodded and left behind Zhao Sanjin.

"Take them down, no one wants to leave!" looking at Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing, who are ready to run away directly, the old man in black who is in a hot fight with tan, told others.

I'm kidding. How could Zhao Sanjin's attempt to come to the demon nightmare gate be so simple? Before making clear Zhao Sanjin's intention, the old man in black was reluctant to let them die. How could he let them leave so easily?

"Let's go!" Zhao sank, hugged Lin Qingqing in his arms, tiptoed gently, jumped three or five meters away, and quickly approached the edge of the enchanted nightmare door.

Unfortunately, even the strongest old man in black has been stopped by old Tan, but the strength of the other two people in black has also reached the early and late stage of the yuan infant period. Any one is better than the joint efforts of Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing!

With a slap, Zhao Sanjin's back was suddenly slapped by the other party, and Zhao Sanjin's arm trembled suddenly, which led to Lin Qingqing sliding down from his arms. At the same time, the other person, with a move like beating cattle across the mountain, suddenly slammed Lin Qingqing's chest.

"Qingqing!" Zhao Sanjin, who was already injured, was forced to blush at this moment. He looked at the man in black who shot at Lin Qingqing fiercely. He was like a crazy dog. He wanted to go up and bite the man in black directly.

"Three... Three brothers..." the blood in Lin Qingqing's mouth was like a fountain. He couldn't stop flowing out. He looked very embarrassed.

"Qingqing!" in Zhao Sanjin's words, he almost came to Lin Qingqing with a cry. However, at the same time, a figure in black suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Sanjin.

"Get out!" in Zhao Sanjin's body, Xuan Jin was suddenly mobilized. Looking at the man in black in front of him, Zhao Sanjin directly blew out a simple and rough punch.

At this moment, Zhao Sanjin's eyes have nothing but Lin Qingqing. Anyone who dares to block in front of him will kill Zhao Sanjin!