Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Seeing that the communication talisman turned into a flash of spiritual light and disappeared, Yuan Zicheng was full of panic, and felt his legs go limp, and he sat down on the ground.

Lin Ji ignored him at all, lay back on the couch, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

Time passed by minute by minute.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lin Ji opened his eyes, got up from the reclining chair, and picked up the Qingzhi sword beside his hand.

bass!
With the long sword out of its sheath, he looked at Yuan Zicheng.

"Your parents didn't come, and Lin kept his promise. Do you think you should do it yourself or do you want me to help you?"

Yuan Zicheng's eyes widened. He wanted to get up and run away, but he found that the aura around him, which was always in his arms, turned into a quagmire-like existence and held him firmly in place, unable to move at all.

He understood that this was a method of a monk in the Taoist realm, or even just a little idea of ​​a monk in the Taoist realm, but it was precisely because of this that he became more and more desperate.

"Senior, spare your life, spare your life!"

He cried and shouted, but he could only watch Lin Ji wielding his long sword, and the edge of the sword was getting closer and closer to his neck.

Just when Yuan Zicheng was about to be decapitated by a sword, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind in the distance.

"Fellow Daoist!"

When the voice sounded, Lin Ji turned his head to look, and saw a silver light coming straight towards his sword.

clang!
When the silver light came close, it was a small knife the size of a palm.

The knife collided with the Qingzhi sword, but the Qingzhi sword did not move at all, even Lin Ji's movement of waving the sword was not hindered in the slightest, while the knife had already been bounced off.

Everything is between lightning and flint.

When the crisp sound fell, Lin Ji's long sword finally stopped in front of Yuan Zicheng's neck. The sharp blade had already broken the skin on his neck, and if he penetrated an inch further, he would die on the spot.

But Lin Ji still stopped, because Yuan Zicheng's elder had already arrived.

"It's a close call. If Fellow Daoist takes a breath late, this kid will die on the spot."

Lin Ji withdrew his long sword, while Yuan Zicheng breathed heavily, and his whole body went limp and he fell to the ground completely.

On the other side, Yuan Xiu, the Patriarch of the Yuan family, had already arrived nearby.

He glanced at his son, and then at the Yuan brothers and sisters not far away.

In the end, he still set his eyes on Lin Ji and Lao Niu.

He squinted his eyes slightly, mobilized his consciousness a little, and soon saw the origins of the two in front of him.

"One person and one demon? What are the origins of the two fellow Taoists? Why do you embarrass me, the junior of the Yuan family?"

"Hey, I'm too lazy to get involved. You have offended the man surnamed Lin, and he is the one who is looking for trouble for you." The old cow grinned and stepped aside.

Lin Ji took a step forward, cupping his hands as a salute.

"Next is the fiancé of your daughter-in-law Lu Zhaoer. Well, this relationship is a bit complicated. It seems that Lin is a generation shorter than fellow daoist."

"All in all, in the season of Xialin, the so-called feud of taking a wife is irreconcilable. Today, Lin and fellow Taoists will live and die. Only one of you and I will survive before this matter is settled."

As soon as the words fell, a golden and black dao rhyme appeared around Lin Ji's body. He took a step forward, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Yuan Xiu.

"You are Lin Ji so fast!"

As soon as Yuan Xiu finished speaking, he saw Lin Ji's sword coming straight towards him, and he didn't dare to neglect and quickly backed away.

While backing away, he waved his hand violently again, and the aura around him whipped up a strong wind, causing the trees in the forest to rattle.

It's a pity that manipulating aura is only an entry-level method for monks entering the Dao realm, and Yuan Xiu is only in the early stage of entering the Dao.

This ability is still far behind Lin Ji, so that Lin Ji didn't even bother to look at the gust of aura he created.

Wherever Lin Ji went, the gust of spiritual energy retreated naturally, without hurting him a bit.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Xiu immediately understood that the opponent's realm was higher than his own.

"Friend Daoist Lin, this is a misunderstanding! Just listen to my explanation!" He hurriedly tried to defend himself.

It's a pity that Lin Ji didn't listen at all, and he wasn't going to give Yuan Xiu another chance.

He mobilized his spiritual energy a little, moved his mind a little, and appeared behind Yuan Xiu with one step.

At this moment, Yuan Xiu was still trying to explain something, but suddenly found that Lin Ji was no longer in his consciousness.

He turned his head and saw that there was no one behind him, but at the same time, extreme panic surged in his heart.

"not good!"

His complexion changed suddenly, but it was too late, because the sharp edge of the Qingzhi Sword had already entered from his back and protruded from his chest.

Blood spilled from mid-air, Yuan Xiu looked down at the sword's edge protruding from his chest, feeling the piercing pain.

For a moment, a bit of bitterness appeared on his face.

After a few breaths, Lin Ji drew out the long sword.

With another kick, Yuan Xiu was kicked down from mid-air, and then he grabbed his back collar and dragged towards the clearing in the forest.

It was like dragging a dead dog, letting the blood from his wound flow all over the road.

in the open space.

The aura storm that Yuan Xiu created before was still continuing, and the Yuan brothers and sisters and Yuan Zicheng were still struggling to resist.

After all, this is the means of cultivators entering the Dao realm, and the aura storm does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. At this moment, they are still alive because they were not involved in it, but were only slightly affected.

Just when they were about to reach their limit and their spiritual power was exhausted.

Hey!
With a snap of his fingers, the aura storm disappeared suddenly.

Except for the mess all over the place, the storm seemed to have never existed.

But when Yuan Zicheng and the Yuan brothers and sisters raised their heads again, they saw Lin Ji and the old cow standing together and talking, and beside Lin Ji's feet, there was already a seriously injured and dying person.

"father!"

"Homeowner!"

The three juniors of the Yuan family screamed out in alarm, how long has it been since then?Have ten breaths?
From their point of view, they were just caught up in the storm to protect themselves. After a few breaths, the storm dissipated, and the unrivaled Yuan family in their eyes fell to the ground?
This is too fast.

At the same time, Lin Ji had no time to talk to the three juniors, but looked at Yuan Xiu who was panting on the ground with a face of despair with an inexplicable gaze.

"I'm right that I didn't fight with you." Lao Niu looked rejoicing at this time, "I knew from the beginning that you are not a good person, and you can't judge your strength by your realm. I guessed it right."

"Lin is in the middle stage of Taoism, and you are not an opponent in terms of realm."

"Hey, you're right, I know myself." The old cow grinned, and poked Yuan Xiu on the ground twice with his toes, "Isn't he immortal? Why doesn't this trashy snack kill him? Entering the Dao Realm, it is too useless to be seriously injured by you in just a few breaths."

"It's probably due to the inheritance of my own Dao map. I don't have the slightest understanding of my own Dao. I'm almost dead but I haven't displayed anything." Lin Ji responded casually, "As for killing or not? Hehe."

Lin Ji had a weird smile on his face.