Chapter 39 Please Die
"not good……"

The young man in blue had a look of horror on his face.

He smelled the breath of death in Lin Fengjiu's sword, and a deep regret flashed through his heart.

If he had known that Lin Fengjiu was so powerful and so decisive in his actions, he would never have dared to provoke such a ruthless person like Lin Fengjiu.

"Brother Gu, I'm here to help you."

"stop."

"you dare."

There were several angry shouts.

At the critical moment, three people rushed over quickly and joined forces to offer a precious shield.

Boom.

Just as Lin Fengjiu's peach wood sword was about to reach the young man in green and kill him in one fell swoop, there was a deafening roar, and the treasure shield stopped steadily in front of the young man in green, protecting him.

This was the effect of the talisman that the young man in green had just cast out.

As a disciple of a sect, who doesn't have a few bad friends when he goes out?

These three people were his good friends. They happened to be training nearby today. If the young man in green had not used the sound transmission talisman to call them over in advance, he might have turned into a cold corpse by now.

However, although the precious shield protected the young man in blue, the collision between the peach wood sword and the precious shield also caused a terrible impact wave, which blew the shield away and caused it to crash into the mountain wall again. He spit out blood from his mouth and suffered indelible injuries.

Behind him, a few gray-clothed Qingmu Gate servants whose cultivation was not as good as his were bleeding from all seven orifices and died in the blink of an eye under the ravages of the terrible impact wave.

"die."

The three great cultivators rushed over and without saying a word, launched the most violent attack on Lin Fengjiu.

One of them was wearing brocade clothes and had the highest cultivation level. His cultivation level had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. The remaining two people also had cultivation levels of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

There was a man holding a red iron hammer, and a red air burst out. There was a man, with starlight lingering in his hand. There was a man, who slapped out with one palm, and rolling cold air swept through.

Although many cultivators have the same cultivation system, their cultivation levels all start from acquired body refining to innate qi refining, and then to building the foundation of cultivation, achieving the realm of Tao building, and then condensing the spirit platform... but their cultivation methods are different, and the paths they take are also different. Just like Tian Boju before, he practiced the ghost way, and he followed the way of ghost cultivation. Lin Fengjiu practiced the feng shui method, and he followed the way of feng shui.

Now, judging from the power erupted by the three great cultivators, they practiced the way of fire, the way of stars, and the way of ice respectively. The main powers tend to be the attributes of fire, the power of stars, and the power of ice, various powers that control different attributes.

Of course, although there are different ways of practicing and the attributes of the powers they control, there is no distinction between high and low among cultivators.

There are three thousand great ways, and each one can lead to transcendence.

The main difference lies in the way the monks who wield powers of different attributes use their powers, and the amount of power that can be unleashed.

None of the three great cultivators had lower cultivation than him, but they had no martial ethics and used their numbers to bully the weak. Even Lin Fengjiu couldn't help but feel a little pressured.

"The world is clear and bright, and all things are at peace. I follow the instructions of the Feng Shui ancestor and ask the Nine Heavens Lord to come and calm the soul with my Qi."

Lin Fengjiu's eyes narrowed, he formed seals with his hands, and shouted decisively. A large word "Zhen" floated in the air, emitting rays of soul-calming light.

Under Lin Fengjiu's spell of calming, the three cultivators couldn't help but look a little dazed, even the most powerful Young Master Jinse. The spell of calming the soul focuses on the word "calming". It can not only suppress the dead or ghosts, but also has a certain effect on the living.

With the help of the power of the soul-soothing spell.

Lin Fengjiu took advantage of the moment when the three cultivators were stunned, rushed forward, and killed the two cultivators with the lowest cultivation level one by one with one palm.

After two palms.

His body flashed, and his palm suddenly slapped the chest of the remaining one, who was also the young man in brocade clothes with the highest cultivation, intending to shatter his heart meridian with one palm, so that the three of them could accompany each other on the road to the underworld.

hum.

A slight buzzing sound was heard, and a dazzling starlight emanated from deep within its body. When Lin Fengjiu slapped the young man in brocade clothes with her palm, it knocked Lin Fengjiu back three feet.

But even so.

Under Lin Fengjiu's palm, the young man in brocade clothes was knocked away by Lin Fengjiu, vomiting blood.

"Protective aura..."

Lin Fengjiu's expression froze.

The starlight just now was clearly the protective spiritual light left in the body of the young man in brocade clothes by someone. Fortunately, it was able to save his life at the critical moment.

Anyone who can leave a protective golden light on another cultivator must have reached a certain level of cultivation. Even if Lin Fengjiu breaks through two or three major realms, it may not be enough for the other person to pinch with one finger.

From this, it can be seen that the origin of the young man in brocade clothes must be extremely extraordinary.

next moment.

Lin Fengjiu's expression was determined, and the power in his body condensed under his feet. His speed soared several times, and his fist was surging with power. He wanted to smash the young man in brocade clothes to death with one punch.

If you don't kill the tiger, you will suffer from it.

No matter what Young Master Jinyi's background is, now that he has been injured, there is no reason to let him go. Otherwise, when he goes back and calls out the power behind him, there will be endless pursuit.

"How dare you, boy."

An angry roar came from the void who knows how many miles away, and a palm formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was rapidly breaking through the air, carrying a terrifying aura that made people tremble with fear.

"This"

Lin Fengjiu's face changed drastically. He smelled the aura of death in that palm. He was sure that if he punched the young man in brocade clothes, he would definitely be able to kill him. But if he delayed for a moment, the terrifying palm that broke through the air would definitely smash him into a pulp.

Between the lightning and flint.

Lin Fengjiu glanced coldly at the young man in brocade clothes, grabbed two pieces of earth stained with red blood with her empty hands, recalled the peach wood sword, and retreated rapidly.

"Haha, kid, if you dare to hurt me, just wait for death. When you die, I can be kind and build a grave for you."

Seeing that Lin Fengjiu didn't dare to exchange her life with his, the young man in brocade clothes smiled arrogantly.

It was the person behind him who took action, daring to beat him and seriously injure him. This time, let's see how you die. Did you really think he was alone?
These days, you have to get involved.

There is no one who doesn't have some power behind him.

"puff"

His voice fell.

There was a "puff" sound, and Lin Fengjiu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although Lin Fengjiu's reaction was not slow, as soon as he saw that something was wrong, he immediately pulled back. However, compared with the palm that broke through the air, he was still a little slower. Just when he was about to leave the valley, he was slightly brushed by the palm that fell from the air.

Just this.

Lin Fengjiu felt like all the bones in his body were about to break, and his internal organs were all affected to a certain extent.

Fortunately, he retreated quickly just now, otherwise, under that terrifying palm, he would have been killed without leaving any trace.

However, even though she suffered some trauma, Lin Fengjiu endured the discomfort and quickly fled the valley.

There was no other reason. As the terrifying palm fell, he felt a terrifying aura approaching quickly. If he ran slowly, he would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.

"Kid, leave your name if you dare."

The young man in brocade clothes shouted.

"A real man should not change his name or surname. The man who hit you today is the Three-Eyed Ghost Master Shen. If you have the guts, tell me your name."

Lin Fengjiu looked back coldly, without slowing down at all.

When you are in the world, everyone has a backup vest.

The name is left for you, but whether it is real or not depends on you to verify it.

Originally, he wanted to keep the name of Shen Gong Bing Hu, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up. Although Shen Gong Bing Hu was a little annoying, he had no grudge against him. Although he took away a piece of valuable Yu Tan Han Sui right under his nose, things without an owner have always been owned by the strong since ancient times.

After all, it was not a treasure that was snatched from him. It would be a bit unreasonable to cheat others for no reason and bring hatred upon them just because of this matter.

I thought about it.

It would be better to use the name of the psychopath Tian Boju. If the young man in brocade clothes is really capable, he can find Tian Boju and give the psychopath some trouble, so that he won't have nothing to do every day and always bring people to trouble him.

"Murong Villa, Murong Qiu."

The young man in brocade clothes smiled coldly.

"Qingmumen, Gu Qingyu, boy, just wait for the Qingmumen's forces to hunt you down."

The jade-green young man covered his chest and uttered a cruel word from a distance.

Whether it is Murong Villa or Qingmu Gate, they are not small families.

Today, Lin Fengjiu dared to let them suffer such a great loss. If they don’t get back at him later, not only will they be blamed, but even Murong Villa and Qingmu Gate will lose face if the news gets out. So many people fought against one person, and not only could they not beat him, but several of them died. What kind of garbage have they trained?

In response, Lin Fengjiu just smiled coldly. He didn't expect that these two idiots would actually dare to tell him his name, which saved him the effort of asking.

Just two dead people.

There's no need to waste time talking to them.

A few moves.

Lin Fengjiu's figure disappeared from the valley and rushed towards a mountain range with dense forests.

The body is moving.

Turn your hand.

Lin Fengjiu took out two pieces of bloody soil that she had just retrieved from the ground and extracted two drops of red blood from them. They were the blood of Murong Qiu and Gu Qingyu respectively.

With true energy surging, he took out a black iron tablet from the space bracelet and injected two drops of red blood into it.

The black iron tablet was none other than the dragon and tiger soul offering tablet that he had obtained from the Wang Family Ancestral Hall.

next moment.

Lin Fengjiu condensed her true energy between her fingers and used them as a pen to write the names of Murong Qiu and Gu Qingyu on the left and right sides of the blank space in the middle of the Dragon and Tiger Soul Sacrifice Tablet.

He waved his hand and controlled it with his true energy, letting it float in the air in front of him. He bowed three times to the tablet. With each bow, Lin Fengjiu's face turned paler. When he finished the three bows, he shouted:
“I, Lin Fengjiu, invite Murong Qiu and Gu Qingyu to die.”

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