Retrieving the flying knife, Lin Ke used the original mirror to record the mirror image of Yang Mingce's body.

"Yang Mingce's bounty and merit value should be very high, right?" Lin Ke asked.

"Go to the "Willing Man's Category" by yourself."

Su Yan snorted lightly, quite unhappy.

Because, before she could stab twelve blood holes on Yang Mingce's body, she was killed by Lin Ke and could not avenge her junior brother and sister in person.

Moreover, it was too cheap to make Yang Mingce die so quickly.

Lin Ke had a headache. He saved her and helped her avenge her. But it would be fine if she was not grateful, but she was still a little angry.

A woman's heart is really hard to understand.

He picked up Yang Mingce's two-meter-meter spear and sank it. The weight was more than a thousand kilograms. The metal used for casting was the highest density first-class refiner material, burning cloud steel.

There are eight brandings inside the spear.

All are golden flame imprints.

"Previously, Yang Mingce probably underestimated the strength of Su Yan and me, and did not activate all the eight instrument marks. If he did his best, he would probably be able to kill Su Yan within ten moves."

"It just happened to be missing a heavy weapon."

With Lin Ke's current arm strength, picking up a spear is naturally no problem and can be used simply. However, it is still quite difficult to wield it freely and turn it into a part of his body.

Unless you break through to the sixth level of the Blood Sea Scroll, or have a major breakthrough in physical strength.

The black iron black armor of Yang Mingce's one-star corpse level was also a treasure. Lin Ke removed it and was ready to sell it. In fact, the green tiger martial robe of the outer sect saint was woven with blue gold silk inside, carrying defensive marks, and its defense power was no worse than that of the one-star corpse armor.

This is still the lowest level of Qinghu martial robe!

In some large branches of Qinghe Sheng Mansion, you can spend money on your own to buy the Qinghu Martial Arts Robe with stronger defense. Compared with buying the same defensive armor in the chamber of commerce outside, the price will be much lower.

The saints on the fringe are not treated like this.

In addition, Lin Ke also found a stack of silver notes on Yang Mingce, which was more than 60,000 taels.

Putting away the silver notes, Lin Ke held a spear in one hand, grabbed Yang Mingce's body with the other, and rushed back with Su Yan.

Halfway through, Lin Ke sensed a powerful wave of energy, then stopped and looked southwest. A crescent-shaped sword light rose into the sky and slashed on a mountain.

"Rumbling."

A large amount of gravel rolled down from the mountain.

"What a terrible knife spirit."

Su Yan's face changed slightly and she said, "I'm afraid that only Yuan Che's tiger-backed golden sword can have such power in the entire Fire Dragon City."

A hint of worry appeared on Lin Ke's face and said, "You take Yang Mingce's body back first, I'll go and take a look."

"Are you crazy? That's Yuan Che, the number one master in Huojiao City, is now the most important master in Huojiao City. In front of him, the ordinary master will be killed with one knife. With your current cultivation level, you can be killed with one vitality." Su Yan wanted to stop Lin Ke.

"Bang."

He threw Yang Mingce's body on the ground and used a step technique. In the blink of an eye, Lin Ke disappeared in front of Su Yan.

Lin Ke invited the old lady Lin Song to come out of the mountain to deal with Yuan Che.

Although the old lady's cultivation is not necessarily weaker than Yuan Che. However, after all, she has lived for more than 100 years, and she is old and has greatly reduced her blood. She is afraid that she will be strong in her boxing. If she really fights, she may not be able to get any benefits.

The elder of the Holy Mansion said that he would deal with Yuan Che with his own hands.

However, Lin Ke was still worried and had to rush to investigate himself. He could not harm the old lady because of him.

After a while, I arrived at the bank of a big river deep in the dense forest. The river channel was covered with red bamboos. Not far away, a mountain of strange stones stood up, reaching a thousand meters high, with intertwined canines and rugged rocks.

Lin Song had white beards and white hair, thin body, and sallow skin. He stood under the red bamboo, supporting a cocoon of energy with a diameter of one zhang, staring at the top with sharp eyes.

Yuan Che was wearing blood armor and holding a tiger-backed golden knife in his hand, standing on the top of a red bamboo tree across the river. His body was tall and tall, with his arms full of palm-sized muscles, but he was as if he had no weight, and he stepped on the bamboo branches but did not fall to the ground.

When Lin Ke arrived, the two were still confronting each other.

However, Lin Ke restrained his breath, and Yuan Che and Lin Song both focused all their attention on each other, so naturally they did not notice him.

"Old guy, you are almost dead, why are you still making trouble? Today, if you weren't the leader, who would dare to take action in the Blood Clothing Castle?" Yuan Che was furious, and flames were almost gushing out of his pupils.

Lin Song smiled and said, "I don't take the initiative to attack. Are you waiting for your Blood Clothing Castle to attack the Lin Mansion? You are not the number one master in Fire Jiao City. Hehe, I am not convinced and want to fight. Don't say more nonsense, take action!"

People who are over 100 years old are as old as young people, and they are as passionate as young people. I really don’t know how to say this old lady is better. In the dark, Lin Ke shook his head gently.

Yuan Che's sword technique was fierce and domineering, and his sword was as fast as rain.

"Rumbling."

The two masters fought hundreds of ways in a row to crush a large area of ​​bamboo forest by the river, with broken bamboos everywhere and knife marks on the ground.

After all, Lin Song is an old man over 100 years old. After such a long battle, his blood and physical strength gradually failed to keep up. He could only retreat while defending and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"The rain knife that turns the river and breaks the river."

Yuan Che used a middle-level superior technique, and the sword suddenly became fiercer, breaking through Lin Song's defense and leaving a deep bloody mouth in his chest.

Lin Song was injured and flew backwards, leaning on a short bamboo to stabilize his body.

He covered his wound with his hands, his head was covered with sweat, and his mouth was full of breath.

Lin Song was obviously exhausted, but he was still stubborn and said, "Your junior is not strong enough. If I were thirty years younger, I could beat you all over the floor."

Yuan Che took the knife, strode over, and sneered: "It's a pity that today is your death. Kill you and then destroy the Lin family, so that everyone in the world will know that it will cost a heavy price to dare to ruin my good deeds."

“Let’s wait.”

Lin Song's old face showed a strange smile: "Are you not afraid, the secret treasure left by the real person of our Lin family?"?

Hearing this, Yuan Che's face changed slightly and he stopped.

Lin Ke, who was hiding in the dark, was stunned, "The real person of the Lin family? What does it mean? Did the Lin family once have a strong man in the realm of real person?"

After a moment, Yuan Che thought of something, his eyes became sharp again, and he said, "The secret treasure left by the real person cannot be taken out of the Lin Mansion at all. You want to scare me away, but unfortunately, Yuan is not stupid."

The smile on Lin Song's face disappeared, and he thought to himself that he would really have to give his life here today.

Because of his old age, his speed was not as fast as Yuan Che, and he could not escape even if he wanted to escape. His nerve reaction speed also decreased a lot, and it was almost impossible to win.

Lin Ke obviously knew Lin Song's situation, took out the flying knife and was ready to take action at any time.

"rustle."

Suddenly, a breeze blew over, causing the bamboo forest to shake and the bamboo leaves to fall down one after another.

Lin Ke sniffed gently and smelled a faint fragrance.

Familiar scent.

Lin Song and Yuan Che also noticed the strange breeze, released a sense of primordiality, and looked up to look around.

"Crazy."

Two green deer beasts, pulling a gorgeous snowmobile, drove above the bamboo forest, pressing over the bamboo leaves and bamboo branches, like a sacred sky carriage, giving people an indescribable sense of shock.

The green deer snow car fell from the sky and fell to the ground, lifting up a large piece of bamboo leaves.

Lin Song and Yuan Che were in a state of great emotion and slowly retreated because the other party could use their own energy to wrap a frame and drive above the bamboo forest, which meant that the energy must be extremely thick. Moreover, the sense of energy was quite strong, so it could be controlled so exquisitely.

Lin Ke's expression relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face: "The cultivation of this Holy Mansion elder seems to be really not weak. However, when he comes in such a showy and high-profile way, he doesn't look like an old lady with a calm mind. Could it be another guy who doesn't accept his old age?"

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