Chapter 576

When Chu Lin came over, tianwuzong's disciples caused quite a stir.

So when he came to the front, the disciples of Linyang mansion immediately turned their eyes and looked around. Finally, they gathered on Chu Lin, who could easily see that Chu Lin was quite famous in tianwuzong.

"Who is that boy? Why didn't we know that there was No. 1 player in the four palaces of tianwu Zong? "

"No information about him?"

The disciples of Linyang mansion looked at each other and talked in low voice.

"Oh, it's just a boy who returns to the sixth robbery of xuanjing. What's worrying? Today, as long as Zhao Mengyu of tianwuzong appears, I'll be able to capture it!"

The cold and stern man spoke faintly, his eyes coldly glanced at Chu Lin, and then disdained to take back his eyes.

"Ha ha, it's true. With elder martial brother Hu around, these young disciples of tianwuzong can't find anything comparable with elder martial brother Hu!" On hearing this, Lin Yang Fu's disciples around Hu Zheng immediately flattered him with half truth.

Hu Zheng gave a faint smile, and his smile made no secret of his complacency. Of course, with his level, among the young disciples, there was indeed this capital.

"It seems that I was underestimated by the other party." Hu Zheng's fleeting eyes are naturally perceived by Chu Lin, and then he laughs.

On the field, Zhao Mengdie also heard a lot of noise around her. With a slight turn of her dark eyes, she saw Chu Lin, the first person in the crowd. However, her eyes just glared at Chu Lin fiercely and immediately turned away.

"Ha ha, little girl, sister can't be merciful

On the field, the woman named Yang Song clenched the whip, narrowed her narrow eyes into a straight line, and said with a smile.

Zhao Mengdie coldly glanced at each other, green onion thin finger fell on the five string Qin, light way: "I will never be merciful."

Yang Song's eyebrows are light, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and with a wave of his arm, the green whip weaves into the spirit snake and turns into an arc, crackling. In the clear sound, there is a sharp wave that spreads outward.

Pa -

the green whip, like a snake out of a hole, pierces the space, and the lightning bites Zhao Mengdie.

The emerald light grows rapidly in Zhao Mengdie's eyes. Then the white fingers quickly wave on the string, and the transparent sound waves shoot out, and bluntly bump into the green poisonous snake.

Dong -

in the impact, the clear sound waves pushed away, Yang Song's body quickly swept out, and his hand shook hard. The soft green whip became straight like a steel gun, like a scorpion's sharp stab, straight to Zhao Mengdie's forehead. This cruel method did not have a woman's feeling of weakness.

"Snake and scorpion bite!"

The green whip is shot out in a hurry, and the sharp air is quickly coiled on the whip. Even the hard body of the seventh robbery back to xuanjing will be shot through rapidly.

Zhao Mengdie's eyes, also in the attack of Yang Song, quickly coagulate, and then the finger mercilessly points on the string, a clear sound waves quickly dial out.

The sound waves gushed out, and Yang Song's sight was suddenly blurred. The green whip gun was also a little unexpected. It missed the target by a few inches, and flew out from the fragrant shoulder side of Zhao Mengdie.

"Hum!"

Yang Song curls his mouth coldly and pinches his hand tightly. The whip gun sweeps straight, with a fierce wind, hitting Zhao Mengdie's head.

Dang -

just when the whip was about to touch Zhao Mengdie, the latter suddenly raised the five stringed harp slightly and blocked the Weige of the whip down. The whip flapped on the green branches, just like beating on the iron and steel, and the gold and iron chimed together.

Holding the five stringed Qin, Zhao Mengdie held it in his arms, and his horse's tail was torn off. His hair was like a waterfall with green silk falling down on his shoulder. Looking from a distance, he could see some charming meaning.

The girl's eyes are filled with cold, fingers on the string quickly point, an amazing sound wave, like a hurricane tearing outward roar.

"Sad grave magic sound, in a hurry!"

The dark yellow evil wind rises and sweeps around Zhao Mengdie. Then a strong wind blows like a tentacle to Yang Song. In the evil wind, a demon ghost stretches his claws and laughs ferociously. He also holds a long whip in his hand and smashes it hard at Yang Song.

Zhao Mengdie's counterattack startles Yang Song. He quickly pulls back the green whip, which spins in front of her to set up a Taoist energy barrier.

Bang Bang -

the evil wind and the shadow of demons and ghosts came, with no match for their sharpness. They smashed the defense of the road, and Yang Song also retreated in a hurry.

Hum -

Yang Song struggled to stand firm. His face was extremely ugly. Before he could make a move, Zhao Mengdie's finger had already been touched on the Wuxian Qin.

Shua -

the sound wave turns into a transparent spike, which is like a sharp sword out of sheath. In a flash, it is shot in front of Yang Song. The woman has no time to dodge. Just as she is trying to defend herself, the cold man hums coldly and his figure flickers. He comes to Yang Song, and gently points his finger at the piercing thorn.

Pa -

under the light touch of the cold man's finger, the transparent man shot back at Zhao Mengdie at a more terrifying speed.Zhao Mengdie was slightly stunned by the sudden change, and quickly flashed a touch of panic on her face. Then she pressed her bare hand on the five stringed lute and quickly wanted to fight back. One hand suddenly grabbed it from the side of its neck, and the other seized the transparent spike, which was violently crushed.

Zhao Mengdie was stunned. He turned his head sideways and lost his mind. He saw the young figure standing beside him. This figure, like the last time, is safe and reliable.

"It's common for us to communicate and compete. Are you too rude to intervene? Is that what the elders of Linyang house call you? " Chu Lin retracts his hand and looks at the cold man, cold mouth.

Hearing this, the cold and stern man named Hu Zheng suddenly flashed a hint of ridicule and gloom. "How about my upbringing? Are you qualified to comment?"

"Is it?"

On Chu Lin's face, there was also a cold smile, and then he slowly came forward, gently pinched his palm and said, "let's have a try."

"No cat or dog can compete with each other. You'd better ask your master's advice first, so as not to say that I deceive the small by relying on my accomplishments."

Hu Zheng snorted and sneered.

As soon as his sarcasm spread out, he heard that all the tianwuzong disciples around him were laughing loudly. After hearing him frown, he immediately looked around. In between, every tianwu sect disciple was joking on his face, as if he had heard some crazy words.

Around Chu Lin, Zhao Mengdie also picked up the green five stringed Qin, and the green silk was slightly raised with the wind. "I thought you would have been holding it for a long time."

Seeing Zhao Mengdie's white eyes, Chu Lin laughs. He doesn't know who is loading the turtle. He hides when he sees him.