"How dare you leave some strength?"
Wuzang twelve Lang clutched the chrysanthemum knife, stared at Lin Yin, and retreated with a wary look on his face.
At this time, sweat kept falling on his forehead.
He was flustered and had lost his confidence in dealing with Lin Yin at the beginning.
After a hard struggle, the internal strength of Musashi Shiro has consumed 7788. He is not in the peak state, and even his moves can't exert their power.
I thought that the three sieges could drag Lin Yin down.
But as a result, Lin Yin still maintained absolute combat effectiveness, and they gradually stopped supporting
"It's good for you to spend so long on me," Lin Yin said lightly, walking slowly towards Musashi twelve Lang step by step.
Lin Yin's martial arts strength has dropped to the tianbang level in the weak period, and his state is fluctuating. He doesn't have the explosive power to kill several people in Wuzang twelve Lang.
However, such martial arts strength is still able to despise the secular existence.
It is quite extraordinary that several people of Musashi Shiro can be forcibly consumed to this point.
"You..." Musashi shigero retreated step by step.
"You're better today. But don't think you won. Even if I didn't kill you, my goal was achieved!" Musashi said with a cold light in his eyes.
"On the other side of the Tianlong summit, the Xu family has finished all the situation. You missed the best opportunity!" Musashi shigero sneered. "Lin Yin, the future is long. One day, you will die in the hands of Qianji Dao."
"Oh." Lin Yin sneered, with a strong killing intention in his eyes, "do you think you can walk away?"
"Hahaha!" Musashi Shigeru laughed wildly, "want to stop me? You're far from it!"
Shua!
At the moment when the words fell, Lin Yin's body was like a tornado raging away. The momentum was quite frightening!
"Well?"
Musashi Shiro's face was shocked. In a hurry, he waved his knife to cut the wind. The slender chrysanthemum pattern knife reflected the cold light, and the light of the knife divided the shadow. The sharp cold awns spread like the wind and rain!
Boom!
There was a muffled sound and shock, the rubble flying everywhere and the dust floating. Where the two people stood, they seemed to be in the center of the impact vortex of the explosion of hundreds of kilograms of bombs.
Buzzing.
Musashi Shiro's chrysanthemum pattern sabre, which was held in both hands, was shaking wildly.
Lin Yin holds the white blade empty handed and pinches the chrysanthemum knife with an expressionless face. The air vibrates and the internal force of the sound wave blows through the blade.
"Er..."
Musashi twelve Lang growled in a low voice, with distorted facial expression, painful eyes, trembling hands, and even a burst of blood on the tiger's mouth.
"How could it be! You still have such details!" Musashi Shiro said with disbelief on his face, "Lin Yin, what level of expert are you?"
Musashi's eyes were full of fear and wanted to escape, but his whole body seemed to be absorbed by an invisible force and could not move at all!
This situation is too strange.
According to his previous judgment, Lin Yin's combat effectiveness should be infinitely close to tianbang, so he has the confidence to consume Lin Yin to death.
However, Lin Yin's inside information seems endless, which is even more exaggerated than tianbang level experts. No matter how many rounds of fighting, he still remains strong.
This is a situation that Wuzang twelve Lang has been wandering the Jianghu for decades, killing countless people and has never met before
Lin Yin looked cold, ignored the words of Musashi twelve Lang, and spit out a word coldly.
"Die!"
Boom!
Then, Lin Yin's wrist shook and suddenly burst out a sound wave enough to pierce the eardrum!
A fierce internal force shook out, instantly smashed the chrysanthemum knife with extraordinary origin in Wuzang twelve Lang's hand, turned into a trace of ash powder and scattered on the ground.
"Ah!"
Musashi Shiro uttered a scream. The whole person was like a discouraged ball. He flew tens of meters away and fell heavily to the ground.
"You! You... Cough!"
Musashi's eyes were full of horror. Looking at Lin Yin, he wanted to say something, but suddenly spit several mouthfuls of blood out of his mouth.
His body, at the speed visible to the naked eye, is frantically shriveled, clattering, and his bones are broken.
"Er!"
Musashi finally uttered a voice of despair and pain. His eyes were full of regret and unwilling. He fell heavily to the ground and completely cut off his vitality.
A generation of qianjidao giants died.
Until his death, he couldn't understand what level of existence Lin Yin was.
Why do you despise Lin Yin's unfathomable master!
If you give him a chance to do it again, he will never collide with Lin Yin
Unfortunately, his life has been ended
"Ah ah ah!"
He Sanjin made a terrified voice. He looked at Lin Yin with both eyes frightened. He was trembling wildly. He was completely frightened by the scene that had happened in front of him.
Lin Yin at the moment is terrible
Lin Yin's face was expressionless and his eyes were cold. He walked to he Sanjin step by step.
"No, don't kill me! Young master Yin, I, I just can't help myself!" he Sanjin said in incoherent panic. "You know, Jianghu people can't help it! I have no grievance with you. I don't mean to feel bad with you. I can't help the Xu family!"
"Please spare my life!"
He Sanjin kept begging for mercy. He was frightened by Lin Yin.
In his eyes, the mysterious man standing in front of him was an incomparable existence like a demon king.
"Are you from CHENFENG Valley?" Lin Yin said expressionless,
"Yes! Young master Yin, I'm from CHENFENG Valley, and my master is old man CHENFENG! Please look at his old man's face and give him a way to live. Don't do things too well..." he Sanjin said with a sweat on his forehead, with a strong desire for survival.
"Old man Shen Feng, I have dealt with him." Lin Yin said lightly, "what if I don't give that old man face?"
Old man Shen Feng is a famous antique in the hidden world and a peerless expert who has been on the list.
However, later, for some reason, his strength was greatly damaged and he was knocked down.
At the beginning, when Lin Yin killed tianbang, the old man Shen Feng was one of his losers.
"You, do you know my master?" he Sanjin said with an uncertain face, as if he saw the hope of survival. "Young master Yin, you let me go today. I'll tell my master that we will repay CHENFENG Valley in the future..."
"If you really don't give my Shifu this face, it won't do you any good. My Shifu is such a wonderful face. If you kill me, he will seek your revenge." he Sanjin said in a trembling voice, "you don't want to be watched by a peerless expert at tianbang level?"