The villain: eavesdropping on the voice, the hostess is broken

The disciples of the Senseless Sect were silent.

Even the Elder Group F4 in the sky was sluggish at this time, and it was silent.

Oh, yes!

This scene happened too suddenly!

So much so that none of them, the elderly, reacted.

A giant sword with an aura of destruction slashed at the stick god, startling all the cultivators present.

Hong Dabao’s face became more and more solemn, and even the hand holding the stick trembled a little.

To tell the truth, if he fought a fair battle with Lin Feng, he might not necessarily fall behind.

But there was no way, people just sneaked in.

The sword just now was so fast that he had no reaction at all.

Even if he did not have the early vigilance of Nirvana Consummation, he was likely to be destroyed by the other party’s sword.

From this point, it can be seen that this former sword god is no worse than him.

He is also a half-step preacher!

“It’s weird…” At the same time as he groaned, there was something strange in his heart.

How could a sword god who had cultivated in this way be of the same level as him, condescend to the Void Sect?

This was something he couldn’t figure out.

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Tianling’s handsome little face was also a little white.

Obviously, this is scared!

That’s right.

The perfect battle of Nirvana is close at hand, and that kind of power is not something that ordinary people can resist.

The towering trees on the side had been uprooted, how could she not be affected?

Moreover, how had she seen such a famous scene?

After all, although she had also fought and killed people, she had seen some storms.

But in the final analysis, she was also facing people who were not much higher than her realm!

How could she not react to this level of fighting?

That being said, she soon took a deep breath and recovered.

The look became unwavering again.

After all, being cultivated from an early age, her state of mind is far from being comparable to that of people of the same age.

What’s more, she didn’t come to look for stubble, that person was no matter how powerful, and Hong Dabao was half a pound and eight two.

As long as you can see Yunzhou later, all this will be solved.

Thinking, Xuanyuan Tianling looked at Hong Dabao, ready to persuade him to stop.

After all, it was she who was embarrassed in the fight.

But before she could speak, a rather anxious female voice came from inside the Zongmen:

“Regulus Daoyou, the Holy Son told me to take you in.”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Tianling was stunned.

Lin Feng, who was facing Hong Dabao, also flashed his body and returned to the Sect Gate.

He went back, but Hong Dabao was depressed!

Oh, yes!

He was just about to mobilize Xiu Wei to compete with Lin Feng, and as a result, the people ran!

Isn’t this stepping horse rude?

But Xuanyuan Tianling didn’t give him a chance to open his mouth at all.

Across the Sect Gate nodded to Yu Ting, and then said to Hong Dabao:

“Let’s go in.”

Then he walked towards the Sect Gate that the Wu Wei Sect had just opened, and Hong Dabao behind him skimmed his lips and gathered his sticks and followed.

However, compared to the arrogance just now, Hong Dabao at this moment obviously contracted a lot.

It’s not that he’s scared, it’s just that he’s more curious.

Curious enough not to give Yun Zhou a horse.

This sword god Lin Feng had an even tougher attitude than his.

Without saying a word, do it.

And it seems to be extremely maintenance of the cloud boat.

From this point of view, perhaps this innocent Son is not as simple as he imagined?

With this doubt, Hong Dabao’s brow wrinkled deeper, and his face was full of thought.

In the past, he had heard of the name of the Lin Sword God, and that arrogance was famous in the vast land.

It is by no means a person who lives under the people and sells his life for others.

And Yunzhou can let him protect, there must be something superior…

Thinking like this, the curiosity in Hong Dabao’s heart was even worse.

But along with it, there is also a kind of panic.

The breath emanating from Lin Feng’s body, Hong Dabao felt it.

This man is no worse than him in terms of strength and in terms of his perception of weapons!

Has the former Sword God also reached this point?

You must know that over the years, his cultivation has been a daily condensation, and this cultivation behavior that has only been achieved for hundreds of years has been achieved.

And the other party is about the same age as him, and he is subordinate to the Noble Sect, does he actually have such strength?

It’s not simple.

Such a person is so protective of Yunzhou…

“Perhaps, this Cloud Saint Son is not necessarily as wasteful as it is rumored.”

“At least his popularity is not bad, and he wants to be a man in the past…”

Scanning Lin Feng’s back, Hong Dabao walked closer towards Xuanyuan Tianling.

“Huh?” Xuanyuan Tianling raised an eyebrow and hid to the side.

It’s not that she thinks Hong Dabao is buried, she just isn’t used to male cultivators being within three steps of her.

em…… Of course, Yunzhou is an exception.

“Boy, ancestor, I suddenly feel that this little guy with the surname Yun is a little interesting.”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Tianling was a little surprised.

In the past few days, this cheap master who “picked up” himself did not say bad things about Yunzhou, how did he suddenly change the number of roads?

On the other side, Lin Feng, who was walking in front, gave a slight pause.

“What’s the matter, how did this old man behind him restrain his cultivation?”

Yeah, that’s confusing.

Just now, if Hong Dabao dared to sneak up on him behind his back, he would definitely suffer from his kendo reaction.

However, how did this end in its hands, but it also converged on the cultivation?

That’s a bit of a stretch.

Of course, as long as it didn’t involve Yunzhou’s safety, Lin Feng wasn’t willing to care so much.

But now in this situation, the safety of Yunzhou may also be a bit threatening.

Therefore, when several people walked to the middle of the Sacred Son Mountain, Lin Feng directly stopped Hong Dabao and said with a serious face:

“Our Son said, only to see her, you, first sit here with me.”

My mud horse’s!

So crazy?

Hong Dabao plucked his nose, lumped his nose, and said indifferently: “What if I insist on going over?” ”

Hearing this, Lin Feng’s seriousness just now disappeared.

As if he had reverted to his previous despicable image, he glanced at the Elder F4 behind him, and the cow beeped:

“If you insist on going over, we will open a great array of sects and slaughter you together.”

Hong Dabao: (·)(·)