Chapter 2561： If you don't kill He Jiarong, I won't look down

Little Master? !

Lin Yu frowned when he heard this name, and said in a deep voice, "You really are descendants of the Lingbao Sect!"

It can be judged from the name that these people and the commoner man all studied under the same school, and the commoner man's seniority is even higher.

Lin Yu couldn't help but wonder in secret, he didn't expect that a sect that had been declining for so many years would still have so many descendants.

The two companions of the commoner man looked grim and did not answer Lin Yu. One of them held the limp commoner man and kept whispering inquiries.

The other person stared at Lin Yu, ready to meet Lin Yu's attack at any time.

But Lin Yu just looked at them lightly for a while, then suddenly turned around and rushed to the other six who were fighting with Kui Mulang, Yun Zhou and Yanzi.

Because Lin Yu had already seen that with the abilities of the two accomplices of the commoner man, it was impossible to heal the commoner man's injuries.

So he can safely help Kui Mulang and them.

Lin Yu rushed towards the people in front of him, and glanced at the concrete floor that was crushed by the man in the commoner clothes just now. He suddenly had an idea, his steps sank, and his feet moved forward while sweeping the cracked ground. .

In an instant, the loose cement and gravel on the ground shot at the opposite crowd like a rain of arrows, and the six people behind the Lingbao Gate standing on the periphery were the first to bear the brunt.

Hearing the sharp sound of breaking through the sky behind them, the expressions of the six people behind the Lingbao Gate changed. They hurriedly stopped the offensive in their hands, turned around and turned around, seeing the overwhelming gravel, they were shocked and hurried. Dodging and avoiding, while not stopping the short knife in the hand to block.

However, there were too many rubbles, and the area where they shot was too large, they couldn't completely avoid them. A lot of rubbles hit them with "puff" blows, and they kept sucking air-conditioning in pain.

Kui Mulang, Yanzi, and Yunzhou were originally overwhelmed by the airtight offensive of the nine men. Unexpectedly, when Lin Yu made a move, all the pressure instantly dissipated.

At this time, the three of them also noticed the man in commoner who was limp on the ground in the distance.

"Sect Master actually solved that kid!"

Kui Mulang excitedly said, "It seems that he has found the right cover!"

"There is no need to keep the remaining ones, we must make a quick fight!"

Yanzi's face became cold, and then the black silk in his hand shook, and he rushed towards the six people behind the Lingbao Gate in front.

Kui Mulang and Yun Zhou also immediately followed.

They have been dragged down by the commoner men and others for a lot of time, and the battle must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise they don't know what else will happen. After all, there are other enemies upstairs.

Lin Yu quickly rushed towards the six people, and a group of people fought once again.

With Lin Yu's participation this time, the whole situation immediately turned over, almost presenting a one-sided situation. The six Lingbaomen were directly forced to retreat again and again, and the colors were hung on everyone.

However, the six of them did not have the slightest fear on their faces, and they always fought hard.

At this time, the two Lingbaomen behind to protect the commoner men in the distance saw this scene with solemn expressions and anxious expressions. They wanted to rush to help their companions, but they were afraid to leave without permission, for fear that Lin Yu and others would It's not good for their little uncle to pull away.

"Don't worry... just care about me..."

The man in commoner slumped on the ground and said in a weak voice, "It's important to get rid of He...He Jiarong...you go and help him...they..."

"Little Master, we can't leave you behind!"

Two people behind Lingbao's door said anxiously.

"This is fate... order!"

The man in commoner gritted his teeth and said, "If He Jiarong can't be killed... I'll die... I won't die..."

The two Lingbaomen descendants then glanced at each other, gritted their teeth, and nodded.

Then they helped the commoner man's body slowly lowered, letting him lean against a pillar on the side.

Then the two of them quickly got up, rushing towards the crowd.

"wait wait wait…"

The man in commoner seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and shouted to them again, his voice weakly said, "Although you are superior in number...but...but they are not He Jiarong's opponents...tell them to withdraw...withdraw...you Wu Shishu directly before pressing. Teach you what to do..."

The two men looked cold, then solemnly nodded, "Yes!"