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The black clothed person loosened his black robe and covered his body. The black Qi covered his face, revealing only his pitch-black eyes that had a tinge of red in them. One could still see the strong killing intent in his eyes.
Lin Yuan did not say anything. It was not easy to say who was in front of him, but there was no doubt that he was in the right.
He only had hatred towards the black-clothed man before him. Fragrant Leaf Village had been destroyed by Grandfather Huang, Little Tiger's mother, and they had all died in the hands of the black-clothed man. This was the closest person he had ever been to him since he was young, and Xiao Yue'er's disappearance was a knot in his heart.
"Enough nonsense, I was the one who killed your son, Lin Fei. I know who you are."
From behind, when Lin Wushuang heard Lin Hu's words, she sized up the man in black, "So it's Lord Lin Liuxiang."
The black-clothed man's pupils constricted. He did not look at Lin Wushuang as he laughed hoarsely, "Hahaha, I will not let you off tonight. Since you know who I am, then you two shall die here."
The scimitar in his hand slashed towards Lin Hua's head. Facing the biting cold martial air and the strange movement technique, Lin Hu narrowly avoided the attack.
After dodging this attack, Lin Hu no longer held back his strength and released the power of his own martial artist, who was at the Ji Realm. Streams of white Qi spread out around his body. He then rushed towards the top of the head.
The Lin Liuyun in front of him was clearly experienced and knowledgeable. Looking at the white Qi that was spreading around Lin Hua's body, he stopped the scimitar in his hand and pointed it at Lin Hua, "You are indeed the Heaven and Earth defying cultivator!"
Behind him, Lin Wushuang's emotionless face also revealed an expression of shock as she looked at Lin Hua's back, "I say, why would you fill my heart with the desire to fight!? So you are a Heaven-defying Daolord. "
Lin Wushuang sized Lin Hu up. Although his Ji Realm cultivation was shocking, he still gripped the dagger in his hand tightly and was ready to attack Lin Liu at any moment.
This Ji Realm power was much stronger than when he was fighting Lin Nantian. Just in terms of aura, it was on par with the man in black. Looking at his Ji Realm power, the man in black narrowed his eyes.
"Indeed, the Heaven and Earth Inverts cannot be judged by common sense. The concentration of martial qi is almost the same as mine, but do you think you can fight me just like that?"
The black Qi around Lin Liuyun started to spread, and the black Qi started to seep into his body, as Lin Liuyun's Qi started to rise rapidly.
Lin Hu had seen this technique on Lin Nan Tian and the other disciples of the Lin Family that had joined the Evil Soul Master's camp. Once the black Qi entered their bodies, it would temporarily increase their own strength.
Back then, when Lin Nan Tian was a martial artist at Stage Ten, he had already used this technique to approach the Martial Spirit Stage. Now, looking at the man in black, he wondered how much stronger this man in front of him would be.
From what he could sense, this person had a cultivation base at the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm. When the black Qi entered his body, Lin Hu discovered that this person's cultivation base was at the third level of the Martial Spirit Realm.
From the looks of it, its aura was not as strong as his purple eyes, but it was a little stronger than Lin Beitian. It seemed that the trouble that it had caused him before was at the second level of the Martial Spirit Realm.
After the black qi entered my body, Lin Dong revealed a contented expression, "This feeling is really good. I just don't know how much my power will increase after the blood essence of the Extreme Martial Stage enters my body."
Lin Hu's brows furrowed slightly. He no longer wanted to waste time and immediately raised his stick. In the dark night, a white light and a thick black light collided, causing sand and dust to swirl in the air.
The aura of the two clashing with each other had already caused the four men in black from Lin Liuyun's group to stay far away. How could Lin Wushuang let go of such a good opportunity. She held her short blade and started using Wind Stepping Steps to attack the four men in black.
With his strength, he shouldn't have any problem dealing with these four youngsters. While he was attacking, he was also constantly paying attention to Lin Hua's fight, so that when Lin Hua couldn't take it, he could go and provide support.
The white and black light collided with each other, and Lin Liu's hand was holding the bumpy iron rod. Without a martial spirit to help him fight against a true martial spirit cultivator, Lin Hu had clearly suffered a great loss.
At this moment, he was dressed in ragged clothes. If not for the fact that he had cultivated the eighth level of the Three Saint Dragon fighting technique, he would already have been reduced to a pile of meat.
He couldn't help but marvel at the power of the three Saints' Dragon Fighting Technique. He had only cultivated it eight times and yet it had tempered his skin to such a degree.
He had not fought with a true cultivator of the Martial Spirit Realm before, so he had no idea about his body refining technique. It seemed that the effect was quite good.
However, every time he was hit by a saber strike, he would feel a wave of pain. The two of them had already clashed for more than twenty rounds, and each time, Lin Hu would grit his teeth in pain.
Lin Liu was also quite shocked by Lin Hua's body tempering technique. Even after taking no less than ten of his own strikes, he was still not able to break Lin Hu's skin. His eyes revealed a thick greed.
"This is definitely not Lin Hu's Iron Cliff Skill!"
Lin Hu did not say anything, even the astute could tell. He could see the greed in Lin Liuyun's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Do you want it?"
"If I kill you, I will explore your mind and everything will be mine! "Haha."
"Clang clang!" The scimitar struck Lin Hua's iron rod, cutting it in half. The original length of the iron rod was now only 1.5 meters, but now it was only half of its original length.
Lin Hua shook his head as he looked at the severed iron rod. He had wanted to use this iron rod to accompany him on his long path of cultivation, but alas, mortal artifacts were all ordinary weapons and were incomparable to the scimitar in Lin Liu's hand.
At this moment, he simply threw away the metal rod in his hand. After chopping so many times, he still did not feel the same way he did when he fought Lin Nantian.
"Kid, your weapon is broken, what else do you have to fight with me?" Lin Liuyun, whose body was covered by the snake-type Martial Spirit and was closing in on him with strange steps, revealed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.
The scimitar in his hand was already aiming at Lin Hua's neck. The sound of wind breaking could be heard as a dense black gas spread out with the saber light. It was as if he had already seen Lin Hua's head fall to the ground.
"Actually, my strongest fist is my fist."
With his luck, he used the Zen Reaching Soft Steps. In this moment of life and death, his Zen Reaching Soft Steps seemed to have become a bit more refined. This represented that he had stepped into the small success stage.
Zhaoming Soft Steps was a high-grade Mysterious rank cultivation technique. A small success stage Zhaoming Soft Steps was enough to allow one to avoid this fatal slash with the Wind Stepping Steps at the Perfection Stage.
Lin Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and with the help of his dexterous steps, he quickly approached Lin Liuyun's left cheek. In Lin Liuliu's astonished gaze, he aimed a punch at Lin Liuliu's abdomen, giving it a real physical contact.