Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 143 Discord
"Are you a disciple of my Holy Sect? No, this strength is specious."

"Could it be?"

Chu Zhenyao's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Pan Ye.

Then, he grabbed Pan Ye's shoulder with his backhand, and a domineering aura entered his body.

He grinned ferociously: "I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains in coming here."

When the strength in Pan Ye's body met Chu Zhenyao's strength, it was like melting ice and snow, without any resistance.

He finally realized what it was like for the previous enemy to be penetrated by his true yang force.

heat!
The whole body seemed to be ignited by raging fire, and the skin, internal organs, and even the spirit were deeply immersed in a terrifying burning sensation.

The huge gap in realm left Pan Ye with no room to resist, and immediately collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely.

Just counting breaths, the domineering true yang energy blurred his consciousness.

At this moment, Pan Ye felt a pair of big hands resting on his shoulders again, sucking away most of the energy, only a small part was still slowly burning his heart.

He felt himself being pulled up by his collar, and he was walking on the road in a flash, surrounded by terrified faces.

Soon, Chu Zhenyao returned to the third master's yard with Pan Ye in one hand and Lin Qingmu in the other.

At this time, everyone in the Lin family who could speak was standing in the yard in a dignified manner, waiting for inspection.

When they saw the two people in Chu Zhenyao's hands, they all exclaimed in unison.

"Aoki!" X2
"Aye!" X3
"What's wrong with you guys?" XN
Even Ling Shu couldn't help turning his head when he heard the movement, and then saw Pan Ye who was dying in Chu Zhenyao's hand.

"Let him go!"

"What? Is this little guy Lingshu Daoist's little lover?"

Chu Zhenyao's face was gloomy. This time, he didn't listen to Ling Shu's words, but said grimly,

"Let me tell you, this kid is suspected to be a defected disciple of my Holy Sect. I heard you arrange it before to save face. I really thought I was afraid of you?"

"you!"

Lingshu's eyes rolled with thunder, and the scabbard behind his back groaned.

Chu Zhenyao left the two of them behind, and touched the scabbard around his waist with his right hand.

The heat of terror is slowly brewing.

Just when their swords were on the verge of breaking out, Pan Ye, who rolled to the side, gasped and said:
"Ahem, please trouble Daoist Master Lingshu and tell my good friend about my capture."

The members of the Lin family around were silent. They were not only curious about the relationship between Pan Ye and Ling Shu, but also speculated that the relationship between these two important figures in the town magic department seemed not so harmonious.

Hearing Pan Ye's words, out of face, the two snorted coldly, stopped their hands, and continued to deal with the matter at hand.

After a stick of incense.

All the family members and relatives related to the third master were interrogated by Lingshu, and then she took the blood of the direct line of the Lin family, and the items and clothes that the third master often used, packed them in a package and carried them in her hand.

……

At the gate of the Lin Mansion, which was heavily surrounded, Ling Shu threw the package in his hand to Zhang Baihu, turned to Lin Mingke and said, "Come here for the time being today, regarding the exile of your relatives of the Lin family, after the whole thing is over, , Confirm that you are not involved, and I will suggest to the higher authorities to cancel your guilt."

"Then what about Pan Ye?"

Lin Ming was not very worried about the family being exiled with a master on top to manage the relationship, but she was worried about Pan Ye.

Ling Shu glanced at Pan Ye who was being carried by Chu Zhenyao on his shoulders, and said, "I will try my best to ensure his safety."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Lin residence, Ling Shu, Chu Zhenyao, and Pan Ye in his hand walked into the night.

The soldiers at the gate also dispersed.

As for the injuries of Lin Qingmu and Second Master, the other party's strength and power are too strong, they can only smash their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs, and suffer in vain.

Fortunately, Chu Zhenyao pulled out the flame poison for them before leaving. Although the injury was serious, as a sixth-rank warrior, he could recover after a period of cultivation.

The second master looked at their backs going away, frowned deeply, his eyes were out of focus, and he muttered to himself: "Sacred Sect of Zhenyang...Sacred Sect of Zhenyang..."

……

Chu Zhenyao was very excited as he dragged Pan Ye.

"It's been three years, I never thought I would find traces of these traitors in Rongzhou."

"If we can pry out the traces of that gang of rebellion from this kid..."

Ling Shu walked ahead and stopped.

The dharma sword suddenly came out of its sheath on the back, and the thunder light shook, like electric fire flying through the air, stabbing towards Chu Zhenyao.

Chu Zhenyao flicked Pan Ye in his hand to the side, only to hear a sound of rubbing waves, and a red sword light accurately slashed across the dharma sword, and the electric energy surged.

"Sure enough, if you don't give up, let Chu try Daoist Lingshu's lightning method."

He was holding a dagger about sixty centimeters long, the blade was blood red, and it was constantly emitting billowing heat.

The high temperature made the surrounding temperature rise significantly, and even the green leaves on the roadside turned yellow.

Swish!
Chu Zhenyao's figure flashed, disappeared suddenly, and appeared in front of Ling Shu in the next moment, the blood-red dagger slashed fiercely at her snow-white neck.

Unable to bear the force, Ling Shu tilted to the side, turning into lightning and collapsing.

In mid-air, dozens of thunderbolts suddenly fell towards Chu Zhenyao.

Who knew that Chu Zhenyao could not dodge it, a violent aura spread out from his body, which actually weakened the falling speed of the thunder and lightning out of thin air, and the thunder and lightning fell slowly, freezing at a place three meters above him.

Chu Zhenyao held a dagger in his hand, the tip of the sword swelled with red qi, and turned into a long sword of more than two meters, which was purely composed of qi, and swept upwards.

More than a dozen thunderbolts were cut and exploded in the air.

The thunder and lightning shattered and turned into thousands of fine lightning lights that jumped on the ground around Chu Zhenyao, forming a lightning cage with a radius of two meters, enveloping him and restricting his movements.

He didn't move, stood on the spot, squatted down slightly, and shouted to Lingshu who was above the sky: "True Yang·Fentian!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chu Zhenyao's entire right hand was about to disappear. Hundreds of scarlet sword lights pierced the night sky, gathered in mid-air, and formed a huge scarlet tiger. With a deafening roar, it swallowed fiercely at Lingshu .

"You must not let this stinky bitch save someone."

Chu Zhenyao's eyes were ruthless, and he stomped heavily.

With himself at the center, the ground collapsed several meters downwards, and the violent air currents blew away the electric aura that was imprisoned around him.

With the power of the shock, the man shot towards the sky like a sharp arrow, the short sword turned into a giant sword, and the sword light dyed the surrounding sky red.

boom!
Where the tiger devoured, a loud noise erupted.

Lingshu's eyes were completely blue and white, and his long black and bright hair was scattered, floating in the air.

A huge phantom of a god holding a big knife appeared behind her, broke through the tiger, and wiped out all the surrounding sword lights, and the sound of rolling thunder enveloped all directions!
Six rounds of lightning vortexes rotating at high speed appeared around Thor. With a wave of his hand, the six rounds of vortexes shot at Chu Zhenyao one by one...

(End of this chapter)