Chapter 772

"Jianmen Zhang Dingbian, I have met Mr. Sikong and Mr. Yin."

The middle-aged man who walked out of the attic said with a sneer on his face.

He was wearing a gray Tang suit, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he exuded an irresistible aura.

"Zhang Dingbian?"

Sikong Fu looked at Zhang Dingbian solemnly, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Zhang Dingbian, one of the guards on the left and right of Jianmen, a master of Tianbang who has long been famous.

Although his strength in martial arts is not as good as that of Daoist Cangjian, it is not inferior to his Sikong talent.

With such an extra combat power, the changes in the battle situation are unpredictable.

Lin Yin was expressionless, and looked at Zhang Dingbian who appeared indifferently.

Another Tianbang master came.

This did not surprise Lin Yin.

Jianmen has a profound background, and the support for Lin Xuan is quite strong. After the Sword Master Order is issued, there will inevitably be experts who will come to support.

Thinking about it, this is also the reason why Lin Xuan dared to murder him.

"Anyone else? Shout out." Lin Yin looked at Master Cangjian and said calmly.

"Heh." Daoist Cangjian sneered, staring at Lin Yin sternly.

He saw contempt in Lin Yin's eyes, as if he didn't take Zhang Dingbian seriously.

This is contempt for Jianmen.

He didn't know what other cards Lin Yin had to be so confident.

"Young master Yin, since we have reached this point, we can only fight to the death." Master Zangjian said coldly.

"You take the initiative to come to the door, and it will save me to find you again."

"Here tonight, let's compete."

Lin Yin smiled coldly and said, "It's exactly what I want."

"Sikong, Daoist Hidden Sword is handed over to you, and I will deal with the rest." Lin Yin looked at Sikong Fu and said seriously.

Sikong Fu looked hesitant, and said, "Are you sure you can deal with Zhang Dingbian and Lin Xuan?"

Sikong Fu believes that Lin Yin can defeat Lin Xuan, but with one more Zhang Dingbian, the odds of winning can be predicted.

But after thinking about it, it doesn't matter if there is a green dragon darting in the dark.

"Be careful, Zhang Dingbian is not easy to deal with." Sikong Fu said solemnly.

Afterwards, Sikong Fu looked at Daoist Cangjian coldly.

"I have heard for a long time that the real swordsmanship of Zangjian is peerless, please enlighten me!"

Master Zangjian narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Zhang Dingbian, who nodded with a serious expression.

Immediately, Master Cangjian was relieved.

With Zhang Dingbian here, he can rest assured of Lin Xuan's safety.

And Sikong Fu, this person is a popular person beside Gu Tianwang in the Dragon Mansion, so he is not easy to kill or deal with.

You might as well fight as soon as possible, knock him down with the momentum of thunder, and then go back and deal with Lin Yin.

Anyway, Sikong Fu was no match for him, no matter how strong Lin Yin was, it was impossible for him to kill Lin Xuan in front of Zhang Dingbian.

After some thought, Master Cangjian felt it was appropriate.

Immediately, he exploded with momentum.

With a clang, a long sword flickering with cold light flew out of the attic, buzzing and vibrating like a dragon falling into the hands of a real swordsman.

Suddenly, a fierce sword intent enveloped the entire courtyard, and everyone present felt their hearts shake.

"Sikong Mr. Sikong insists on fighting, I will accompany you to the end!"

Daoist Tibetan Sword was full of fighting spirit, and he slashed down fiercely with his sword. Immediately, the mighty sword energy raged away like a mountain into the sea, and went straight to Sikong Fu himself.

This sword startled dozens of feet of brilliance, as fast as thunder and lightning, and the momentum was frightening.

Sikong Fu raised his hand and struck the void with a palm, a long and mighty burst of internal energy erupted, as if he had wrung out an invisible big hand, and grabbed the terrifying sword energy in the air.

bang.

The two peerless grandmasters volleyed against each other to expend their internal energy. The entire courtyard trembled, and the walls collapsed and shattered.

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Fu stepped forward, and his figure killed him like the wind.

Master Zangjian was also unambiguous, with one sword splitting the light, and endless sword path killer moves were unfolded, fighting with Sikong Fu.

After a few breaths, the figures of the two were erratic, and they quickly rushed out of the courtyard and went to the riverside flat ground in the distance to fight.

Watching the two masters fight away, Lin Xuan showed a relaxed look on his face, he was no longer as nervous as before, and looked at Lin Yin with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Sikong Fu and Master Uncle Cangjian are duel one-on-one. Without such a powerful helper, what kind of waves can Lin Yin make?

What's more, Lin Xuan knew in his heart that his uncle's martial arts were superior to Sikong Fu, and it would take less than an hour to defeat Sikong Fu, and he could turn around and help him kill Lin Yin.

And during this period of time, Lin Yin was alone, how would he deal with him and the protector Zhang Dingbian teaming up?

In this situation, for Lin Xuan, he can sit back and relax!

"Lin Yin, don't you think you can kill me with Sikong Fu?" Lin Xuan looked at Lin Yin playfully and said.

Lin Yin said indifferently: "Do you need many people to kill you?"

"Hehe." Lin Xuan smiled disdainfully, "Lin Yin, I admit that you have outstanding martial arts talent, and you entered the top list one step earlier than me, but you are too arrogant and rampant."

"Just by yourself, you want to deal with me and join forces with Zhang Dingbian? Then you are too stupid!" Lin Xuan said with a sneer, "Without Sikong Fu helping you, what can you do?"

Lin Yin shook his head, did Lin Xuan really think that a Zhang Dingbian could protect him?

"Lin Xuan, I gave you a chance. If you get out of Jizhou wisely, you can save your life." Lin Yin said slowly, "It's a pity that you are here to seek death."

As he said that, Lin Yin looked at Zhang Dingbian coldly, and said: "Ms. Lin gave you Jianmen face and asked you Jianmen to take Lin Xuan away, but you don't know how to cherish the opportunity."

"Issuing the sword lord order to kill me?"

"You, save your life too."

Lin Yin finished speaking lightly.

Lin Xuan let out a disdainful laugh, feeling that Lin Yin was bluffing.

Not only do you want to kill yourself, but you also want to kill Zhang Dingbian? Do you really think that a person who has just ascended to the top of the list, how strong can he be?

On the other hand, Zhang Dingbian had an extremely solemn expression on his face, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He has already clearly sensed the powerful aura exuding from Lin Yin's body, which is an unfathomable martial art conception, which made him feel that his aura was suppressed.

This is enough to show that Lin Yin's strength is still above him!

"Guardian Zhang, please join me in taking down Lin Yin!" Lin Xuan said in a cold voice, impatient to kill Lin Yin, a serious threat in his heart.

Before Zhang Dingbian made a move, Lin Yin sneered and stepped forward.

With this step, the entire courtyard roared, and the ground burst instantly, breaking into cracks, as if it couldn't bear the terrifying power of Lin Yin.

I saw that Lin Yin's figure rushed out like a thunderbolt, and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

The speed of his movement is beyond the naked eye's grasp, just like a shooting star passing by.

Before Zhang Dingbian could react, Lin Yin had already killed Lin Xuan.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and a billowing dust cloud was set off.

Caught off guard, Lin Xuan was blown away by the berserk energy, fell heavily to the ground, and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.