"What does this have to do with jintuomen?" Lin Hongyi asked the young swordsman.
The young swordsman looked around and said in a low voice: "some time ago, there were many experts of jintuomen on the island. I've heard that it's the shaomen of Jintuo gate that mainly impacts on the overall situation of perfection. Now there are several better cultivation points in the third Island, all of which have experts of Jintuo gate stationed. You'd better find a remote place for cultivation. Jintuo gate has a lot of power. You'd better not conflict with them. "
"We'll pay attention. Thank you."
Luo Feng nodded, and Lin Hongyi continued to deepen. The general trend of the island sweeping in is not strong. At best, it's only fifty or sixty percent. Naturally, it's not suitable for him and Lin Hongyi to practice.
"Lin Hao, who are those two? You are so enthusiastic."
See Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi leave, someone came to ask.
The young swordsman smiled: "don't you know him? The young swordsman in front of us is Luofeng, the son of the ten saints in the nine kingdoms. "
"He is Luofeng, the son of ten saints."
As soon as this remark came out, there was a uproar around.
"I heard that he was able to defeat Yuehua, the real disciple of Wuji sect, when he had the dragon vein meeting. But Yuehua is a little famous genius in wujizong. Luo Feng has just taken part in the Holy Land assessment. How powerful is that? "
"More than that. I heard a rumor that Luo Feng defeated the real blood devil of the black devil sect. "
"Defeat the real blood devil of the black devil clan? It's impossible. As far as I know, the real blood devil is a strong person in the later stage of distraction. The three corpses' blood yuan skill is very important, and its combat power is extremely terrible. Yuehua can't be compared with him. "
"Look, Luofeng. They have gone to the second island. Eh, he is going to the third island. So, he's made it to the ninth place? "
It has been noted that Luofeng and Lin Hongyi are about to reach the third Island, and the speed is not slowing down at all.
"Grow into the big picture, how to understand it at their age!"
Seeing the backs of the two, many people have an incredible expression on their faces.
Boom!
Close to the edge of the second island, Luofeng suddenly felt a terrible trend, which swept over and paralyzed people. He immediately ran the trend to fight against it.
Lin Hongyi also showed a great momentum. Her figure vibrated a little. With 90% of the momentum, her pressure suddenly increased.
"It's good there."
Under the perception of soul power, Luofeng found a cliff on the third Island, where the general trend is like the flood of breaking the dike, constantly venting. Compared with other places, it is much more concise, which is suitable for him and Lin Hongyi to practice.
"Well." Lin Hongyi nodded and was about to go.
Whoosh! Whiz! Whiz!
When the wind broke, the three figures flew from below and stopped in front of Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi.
One of the three is an old man over sixty, the other two are middle-aged people with indifferent faces. They are all dressed in golden strength suits and have a golden round wheel logo on their cuffs.
"It's from jintuomen." Lin Hongyi looked at three people and said to Luo Feng.
Luo Feng nodded slightly and glanced at the three people. They were all the strong distracted people. The two middle-aged people were the early distracted people. The old people were the four strong distracted people. They were sharp like swords. They were the swordsmen who understood the meaning of swords. And they were 90% of the Swordsmen!
"Three, what can I do for you?" Luofeng opened his mouth.
"Our little sect leader cultivates here, which has been blocked by our Jintuo gate. No one is allowed to approach." A cold middle-aged man on the left waved. "You go back."
"Do not leave, kill inexcusable!" said the middle-aged man, who was slightly thin on the right
Speaking between, thin middle-aged body real yuan riot, a strong impact, burst out, like a mountain collapse tsunami.
Lin Hongyi is discontented: "there are so many places suitable for cultivation here. Your little Lord alone will block the whole island?"
Boom!
Air concussion, thin middle-aged a palm press, majestic palm print immediately hit the ground a deep pit, air force everywhere.
"I have only one warning!" Thin middle-aged staring at Lin Hongyi, cold and moribund way.
Lin Hongyi was in a good mood, just like she was in a state of no life. She went forward and said with a sneer: "jintuomen is worthy of being jintuomen, and she is domineering. I'm afraid our holy land is not worth mentioning in your eyes! "
When she spoke, Lin Hongyi turned her hand and took out the token of the inner disciple of songwu sect. Her eyes swept over the three people.
"Praise the disciples of martial arts!"
When the three saw the token in Lin Hongyi's hand, they looked slightly shaken, and their thin, middle-aged faces became cloudy and sunny.
Jintuo gate is located in the area of the nine kingdoms. Although its power is not small, it is not much compared with the martial arts chanting gate in the martial arts holy land. Apart from the three major gates in the front, other sects are more or less afraid of the huge things like the martial arts Holy Land. Even if the other side is only an inner disciple, they can't afford to be investigated.
The old man was the most stable. He weighed it and said, "I didn't expect that two of them are holy talents. Since you want to practice here, you should make an exception and give up this practice point to you."
"But it's the little sect leader's place..." The weak and middle-aged are excited by Lin Hongyi. He is angry and unwilling. However, the old man is above him, and he can't directly oppose it.
The old man shook his head and said, "I'll explain to you, little sect leader."
"Let's go."
Luo Feng doesn't want to pay attention to a few people. It's important to cultivate the general trend. Lin Hongyi and Luo Feng are ready to leave.
"Fire elder, what's the matter?"
Just as Luofeng and his wife were about to leave, suddenly several figures came to stop them and a young man came out of them.
The young man has a jade like face, a tall and upright figure, wearing a blue Royal robe, a pair of eyes, like the stars in the sky. When looking at people, it gives a feeling of looking down and standing high.
"Little master." See young, thin middle-aged people salute one after another.
The man who came here is the little sect leader of Jintuo gate. When he saw Luo Feng, he said to the old man, "elder fire, I didn't say that when I was practicing, no one was allowed to be near the island. If someone bothered me to practice and let me break through the failure, what should I do?"
The old man, who was called the fire elder, frowned slightly and said, "little sect leader, these two people are worshippers of the holy land."
"The holy land of song Wumen?"
The young man raised his eyebrows and looked over again. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and fell on Lin Hongyi, who was standing behind Luofeng.
"Ha ha, it's really worthy of being a disciple of the Holy Land praising martial arts. It's really unusual."
The young man smiled. As a young master of Jintuo gate, he naturally has no lack of women. But Lin Hongyi's beauty, even if you look at the whole Jintuo gate, can't be found. What's more, he is still a disciple of the Holy Land praising the martial arts.
"It turned out to be a holy man. Of course, we should treat each other with courtesy."
The young man tugged at the corners of his mouth and said to Lin Hongyi, "I am the former xinglie, the leader of the little gate of jintuomen. I know that there is a best practice place on the island. I can lead you there with half the effort."
"No need." Lin Hongyi shook her head in a tone of indifference.
The young man frowned slightly. He was seldom rejected, especially by women. His face was gloomy.
Thin and middle-aged, looking at his words and expressions, he said coldly at the moment, "why, we little sect leaders invite each other so kindly that we don't give face to each other?"
"Why should we give face?"
Luo Feng glanced at some people and said: "this is not your jintuomen. We don't need your permission to go there! Farewell. "
Finish saying, Luo Feng pulls Lin Hongyi to leave.
The young man seemed to notice Luo Feng at the moment. With a cold smile and a wave of hands, several martial artists of jintuomen stopped them.
The young man looked at Luo Feng and said with a sneer, "boy, you are arrogant. I don't think I can take you for granted if you are a disciple of the martial arts sect. "
During the conversation, the young man's eyes narrowed slightly, like the sun falling, the volcano erupting, and a very horrible momentum filled him.
90% of the market!
Luo Feng pupil a shrink, is preparing to fight back, Lin Hongyi suddenly stood out a step, walked to him.
Boom!
The terrible air burst out from Lin Hongyi. In a moment, the sky seemed to be dark. There was a terrible trend of killing. From her delicate body, the people on the scene only felt that they were in a boundless battlefield, between the barren heaven and earth, only death was left.
"Ah!"
Lin Hongyi's momentum has also surpassed 90% of the state, and she has the blood of Wang wusheng. Here, she has no momentum. She is blessed, and her power is not lost to Luo Feng. At this moment, she bursts out with all her strength. The young people are caught off guard. They just feel that their spirit is hit by lightning. When their body shakes, they spray blood arrows out of their mouths, and step backward.
Other masters of jintuomen also changed their looks and stepped back.
"Little master!"
"Dare to hurt others."
Seeing that the young man was injured, the martial artists of jintuomen immediately glared at Lin Hongyi. Most of them were great powers of yuanhaijing. In addition, the front three distracted powers were so powerful that they could be seen clearly by the naked eye.
Lin Hongyi said in a cold voice, "who is the first one to hurt people? You know it well!"
"Take her!"
As a young sect leader of Jintuo sect, he never suffered such humiliation. The young man was furious and shouted at Lin Hongyi.
"Little Lord..." The old man just wanted to talk to him. The thin middle-aged man beside him had rushed out.
"Toast without penalty!" Thin middle-aged step out, appeared in front of Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi, hand Yang is a real spirit of terror.
"Do it!"
The other people on the three islands have long been shocked by this conflict, and have recovered from their cultivation. When they saw this scene, their faces changed.
Boom boom!
The huge palm of Zhenyuan's illusory power is majestic, like the mountain collapse and tsunami, grabbing at Luofeng and linhongyi.
"You asked for it."
Luo Feng frowned and the blood sky came out of its sheath.
Poop!
A flash of cold light in the void, pull out a cold knife curtain in the sky, and then separate the big hands of Zhenyuan.
Ah ah
Then, the voice of the thin middle-aged screamed.