Campus belle's cultivation master

The voice is filled with endless chill, and there is a trace of disdain under it.

All the people followed the reputation, and the man in black appeared in front of Yang Buhui. He slowly raised his hand and gently grasped it. The spiritual training which was enough to kill the strong man at the top of his inner strength suddenly burst, and the waves swept away.

Master of heaven!

There was an uproar all around, and the young man was like a dragon and Phoenix!

"It's impossible. He's in his twenties..."

"How can it be the turning point..."

Listening to the incredible exclamations, Liao Ping, the young master of the ancient sword sect, narrowed his eyes slightly.

So much! It's so similar!

If you see the vast sea, if you are in the abyss, with the same intention of killing, the same cold, will there be two people who are so similar in the world?

"Could it be..." Liao Ping recalled the fear of the first battle of the zongmen assembly, and could not help shivering all over, "could it be that he was..."

Yang Dingfeng did not expect that there would be a strong teacher to obstruct him. His face changed, and he asked suspiciously, "boy, who are you?"

"Ancestor!" Yang Tu's eyes were full of malice. "It was this boy who helped me before. My second brother Yang Yuan was killed by Yang Buhui. You can't let him go!"

"Today is a family affair of the Yang family. You are a guest. You'd better not meddle in your business." Yang Dingfeng's cheek passed a touch of danger quietly, "otherwise... Don't blame me for being impolite!"

Even though the young people on the opposite side are both masters of heaven, their realm is obviously much lower than that of themselves. Even though they feel thorny, they are not afraid.

"Mind your own business?" Lin Yu looked at him with a smile and said, "old man, do you think it's easy to take advantage of this

Yang Dingfeng was stunned and didn't know what he meant.

Many of the guests on the scene also showed doubts, but there were also so few people who seemed to think of some possibility and turned blue immediately!

At this time, a thin shadow stumbles into the Yang family. It's Yang Xueqi who trudges from Jingzhou overnight, boardes the earliest plane, and finally comes back from zhenwuzong.

"Mr. Lin!" She wheezed and puffed. As soon as she entered the yard, she blushed and yelled, "you... You're here so soon!"

"Xueqi?" Yang Buhui's eyes widened and he looked back at the young man again, as if he suddenly understood something.

He trembled uncontrollably and stammered with his mouth open: "are you..."

Lin Yu suddenly a smile, showing a shiny white teeth: "the master Lin Zixuan."

After a long silence, the whole audience was boiling!

"Lin Zixuan? Isn't he dead? "

"How could..."

Even the older generation of people who rely on their own identity have sprung up straight from their chairs. Their wrinkled cheeks are full of ghosts!

The evil figure who slaughtered the seven heavenly masters at the zongmen meeting and forced half of the Chinese cultivation world to bow down and kneel down did not die?

In today's world of Chinese cultivation, the name of linzixuan is like the sound of the wind and the sound of the crane, which makes people feel cool!

Those who had met Lin Yu at the zongmen meeting looked carefully at the young man in black. They were shocked to find that although they were quite different in many places, their faces were even seven or eight points similar!

In particular, that pair of cool expression, which looks like a mole ant, is exactly the same!

"Yes, he is... He is Lin Zixuan!"

"Heaven's pride is not gone..."

A few people can not bear such pressure, and even two legs a soft, shivering kneel to the ground.

Yang Dingfeng, the ancestor of the Yang family, felt a chill coming from his feet to tianlinggai, as if his whole blood had been frozen.

"You... You didn't die..." his voice trembled, "Lin Zixuan, I really didn't think about what happened before. You and I are both incarnations. We regard all living beings as weeds. There's no need to hurt our harmony for this... "

Lin Yu stared at each other without blinking, five slender fingers slowly closed. As soon as he stepped out, he appeared more than 20 meters away. His fist was like a dragon going out to sea, and he waved it to Yang Dingfeng's face.

"Since you've been forcing each other, I've offended you!" Yang Dingfeng's face turned blue, and he crossed his hands in front of him, making a defensive posture.

He is confident that by virtue of his strong strength at the top of his realm, he can take the other side's light blow no matter what.

Boom!

Two phase collision, in Yang Dingfeng's startled eyes, the defense was broken instantly, the other side's seemingly weak fist drove straight in, and hit him hard in the face.

He couldn't help humming. His face was full of blood, and his body flew backwards, smashed the wall and fell into the house.

All the people who saw this scene were stunned.

One punch! Yang Dingfeng is a great master of Huajing. He can't even take a punch!

Yang Dingfeng got up wobbly, his nose collapsed, and he looked embarrassed.

"Lin Zixuan! You deceive too much

Yang Dingfeng, the Grand Master of Huajing, an older generation of people in Xiuzhen world, was beaten away with one blow. He felt shocked and angry.

"Old thing, I can't help beating you at all." Lin Yu sneered. His figure flashed. In the blink of an eye, he came to the front again. A flashy hook was hitting him on the chin.

In the dull eyes of the crowd, Yang Dingfeng rushed up into the air, and then was kicked back to the ground by Lin Yu.

Boom!

Tall houses collapsed in the pouring of energy, with wood tiles splashing and smoke rising.

Everyone understood that Lin Yugen didn't try his best. He was deliberately humiliating Yang Dingfeng!

The last person who suffered such treatment was the late leader of longyi sect, Tan Jiandong.

The sentence "do you know what torture means" at the zongmen meeting is still fresh in my memory today!

In the eyes of ordinary people, the heaven master of Huajing is like a dragon or a Phoenix. He is infinitely close to the gods and can neither be humiliated nor violated.

But in Lin Yu's eyes, such a character is just like a pig or a dog, allowing him to bully wantonly!

"Ah, ah, ah!" Yang Dingfeng rose from a pile of ruins, his whole body was full of spiritual power, and his momentum covered the whole sky. "How dare you insult me!"

His two palms closed, and the cyclone surged all over the sky. In a flash, he condensed into a huge flying blade with a length of more than ten meters and swept towards Lin Yu.

"You are so ignorant of current affairs, I will let you go to fight!"

The terror of the strong master of heaven is everywhere, which makes the people below tremble and feel a little out of breath.