"Since you know all about it, it's a big deal to keep you." Even though he was exposed, Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged, but towards this young man with a scarred face, he felt a killing intent in his heart.

He didn't want to expose it, the young man with the scar face is the only one who knows, so no matter what, he can't be kept, otherwise it will be even more difficult to get "Nine Serenity Requiem", so he must be removed immediately this person.

"Arrogance, you still want to kill me." The young man with the scar face smiled, with a strong disdain between his brows.

"If you don't try, how will you know?"

Lin Yi's face was normal, but secretly he was ready to go. This was a terrifying opponent, and he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.

Hoo hoo~~~

A sea of ​​energy surged in Lin Yi's body, and he exploded. This is the strongest enemy he has encountered since breaking through the Nirvana Realm.

Boom~~~

When the aura gathered to its peak, Lin Yi punched out brazenly. His fist was shining like a blazing sun, hitting the sky across the sky and reaching the scar-faced young man in an instant.

With a domineering and fierce punch, he hit the opponent's head directly.

The young man with the scarred face was disdainful, and waited until Lin Yi's fist was about to come, before he punched him.

boom!

The collision of the two fists was like two great beasts colliding together. The terrifying energy shook the sky, and the mountain peaks not far away were trembling slightly.

thump thump thump~~~

Lin Yi paused, and took seven or eight steps back, and he was already thousands of feet away.

"It's scary!" Lin Yi's expression changed. The vigor and blood of the other party was far beyond his imagination. With strength alone, he could firmly suppress himself.

This is a peerless genius, although his realm is two levels lower than Zhujiu, but in terms of strength, a hundred Zhujiu is not his opponent. This is the power of an Earth Immortal-level genius.

Such warriors, as long as they don't die, will definitely become land gods in the future.

"Little miscellaneous fish, you can die."

boom.

The young man with a scarred face stepped forward and came to Lin Yi's front. He raised his hand and punched him. The attack of this punch was three points stronger than before.

He didn't use spiritual weapons, nor did he use the sound-killing technique to attack the soul. As he said, Lin Yi was just a small trash fish, and of course he didn't need too many means to deal with a trash fish.

boom.

The two fists collided again in the air, and this time Lin Yi was even more unbearable. He was punched thousands of feet away, and the huge force splashed open his tiger's mouth.

Fortunately, his physical body was very strong, and he didn't suffer any substantial damage. He did a few somersaults in the air, and finally stood upright firmly.

"He's not dead?" Seeing that Lin Yi was unscathed, the young man with a scarred face looked surprised, as if he hadn't expected the scene at hand. It should be known that he was originally a person who was almost invincible in his generation, and it was no problem to leapfrog to fight. Lin Yi is just a warrior at the first level of Nirvana, who can take over

He didn't get hurt with two punches, how could this not surprise him.

"The disciples of Xianyin Valley are nothing more than that." Lin Yi smiled and shook his numb arm.

He looked relaxed on the surface, but in fact he was very dignified in his heart. This opponent was really too powerful.

"Really? Soon you won't be able to laugh."

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the scar-faced young man, and then he moved his body and punched him again.

Boom boom boom!

The shocking battle unfolded. The young man with the scarred face was like a rainbow, his clothes drummed without wind, and his violent fists were like violent thunder, constantly bombarding Lin Yi.

Under the opposing fists, Lin Yi was completely at a disadvantage, every punch made his body tremble.

After a round of berserk attacks, Lin Yi couldn't help coughing up blood, his eyes were flickering, as if he was ready to use a big move at any time.

The opponent was too strong, he had to bear it and wait for the chance to kill with one blow, otherwise he would have to run away.

But if he escapes, his plan will fail. At that time, every disciple of Xianyin Valley will know that he is coming. This is not a good phenomenon.

Boom~~

The young man with the scar face attacked even more fiercely, whipping his legs across thousands of feet, sweeping Lin Yi away.

"The Devil Swallows the World!"

Lin Yi yelled violently, violent power poured into his arms like a flood, and he punched out with his right fist, forming a huge vortex of black evil spirit in front of him. Gathering the terrifying evil spirit between heaven and earth, sweeping across the opponent mightily.

"Mayfly shakes the tree!"

The young man with the scarred face was unmoved, he struck out with a powerful kick, and the boundless vigor stirred up a thousand winds and huge waves. It tore the black vortex apart. The next moment he arrived in front of Lin Yi and slapped him hard in the abdomen.

Bang~~~

The huge force caused Lin Yi to fly thousands of feet upside down, his internal organs churning violently like a fire. Spitting out a few big mouthfuls of blood in a row made me feel better.

"Kill!" Lin Yi yelled.

The fighting spirit rushed straight to the sky, and his vigorous body soared into the air, like a tiger leaping, like a flood. The bully came forward and fought a fierce battle with the opponent.

This opponent is strong, but he must fight hard.

"Damn it, why is this kid difficult?" The scar-faced young man frowned, Lin Yi's physical strength was beyond his imagination. In terms of physical strength alone, it is not much worse than him.

Being unable to take down his opponent for a long time inevitably made him a little impatient. Of course, he didn't intend to use spiritual weapons, geniuses have the pride of geniuses.

boom!

With another punch, Lin Yi's body exploded and landed on a mountain top, and half of the mountain was smashed to pieces.

At this time, he was rather embarrassed, his body was injured in many places, and his two fists were even more bloody.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The scar-faced young man volleyed down, his big foot trampled on Lin Yi's head, and his terrifying kick carried indescribable divine power from heaven and earth, which seemed to be able to tear apart this space.

brush!

Lin Yi moved a hundred feet horizontally, narrowly dodging the terrifying attack. Where he was standing, the thousand-foot-high peak exploded, and thousands of tons of boulders rolled down. The pieces fell down.

Seeing that he couldn't take down Lin Yi for a long time, the young man with the scar face finally broke out his full combat power, kicking and blowing up a mountain peak with one kick. This kind of combat power is already very close to that of a land god.

"kill!"

Lin Yi roared loudly, his body was glowing, and the blazing qi and blood turmoiled the sky. The inside of his body was like a fiercely burning oven of heaven and earth, and the majestic energy was like an ocean and an abyss.

At the moment when the scar-faced youth kicked the mountain, he launched an attack, sweeping across the opponent's temple with a powerful leg, and the terrifying leg strength brought out layers of cracking sounds in the air.

Snapped!

The young man with the scar face reacted very quickly, his left hand shot like lightning, and instantly grabbed Lin Yi's ankle, his right hand turned into a palm like a knife, and plunged deeply into Lin Yi's inner thigh with a puff.

Then he pulled down with one hand, let go of Lin Yi's ankle with his left hand, and then punched Lin Yi fatally on the forehead.

If such a close-range punch landed, Lin Yi would be half disabled even if he didn't die.

"It's now."

At the moment of life and death, Lin Yi's eyes were terribly calm, and his palm suddenly burst into colorful lights, and a five-color three-foot sword was condensed into shape in the palm of his hand.

puff--

Lin Yi picked up the sword in his hand, from bottom to top, cut in from the lower ribs of the scar-faced young man, half pulled his body and head, and was cut off by the sword.

"Five, the attributes of the five elements...you, you hide well..."

The young man with the scarred face had an unbelievable expression on his face, his eyes widened in horror, and he couldn't believe that he would die in the hands of a warrior at the first level of Nirvana.

At the same time, he also regretted, regretting that he hadn't used the strongest means at the beginning, otherwise, even if the opponent had the Five Elements attribute, he would not be afraid.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

The sky was filled with blood, and the young man with the scarred face slowly closed his eyes, and his vitality was quickly drained.

"Hoo hoo ~~~ so hanging!"

After tearing off the Qiankun bag of the young man with the scarred face, Lin Yi sat on a mountain top, gasping for breath, this battle was too thrilling, almost, just a little bit, he was the one who died.

"Um?"

Lin Yi's expression changed, only to hear someone approaching from a distance, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and disappeared into the mountains in a few steps.

He originally wanted to destroy the body of the scar-faced youth before leaving, but time was no longer allowed.

In a hidden cave, Lin Yi took some healing medicine and meditated on the spot. The injury in this battle was serious, so he couldn't take risks everywhere. He had to heal his injuries first.

"It's not good, the big thing is not good, the sky is falling."

"Senior Brother Feng, what happened? You made a fuss."

"Brother Yang was killed, and we found his body in Donggang."

"What? How is this possible? How could someone as strong as Senior Brother Yang Qing die? You must be joking, brother."

"It's absolutely true. Brother Yang was really killed. You see, this is his token. I picked it up in the mountains of Donggang."

"Brother Yang is dead, who did it?"

"Who else, it must be the little sword god Mo Ya and Nangong Zheyue who jointly killed Senior Brother Yang."

"Yes, they must have used despicable means to kill Senior Brother Yang. I want to kill them and avenge Senior Brother Yang. Do you have any clues about the two of them?"

"No, the two of them are too cunning. Those who followed were either killed or lost."

"..."

The death of the young man with the scar face caused great panic among the disciples of Xianyin Valley, but everyone blamed all this on Nangong Zheyue and Little Sword God Mo Ya, thinking that they were the two who killed him. A young man with a scarred face.

"Yang Qing is dead?"

In the depths of Yaoshan, Mu Jingyun was extremely surprised when he got the news, but he always felt that the death of the scar-faced youth was not necessarily what Little Sword God and Nangong Zheyue were talking about.

He knows Yang Qing better than anyone else. The latter is not only strong, but also thoughtful, and he will definitely not fall into the hands of two young people.

"No matter who you are, don't let me meet you." Murderous intent flashed across Mu Jingyun's plain eyes.

a day later.

"Huh~~" With a deep breath, Lin Yi opened his eyes and looked at the injuries on his body. He had already recovered by 80% or 90%. He went out to find a clear river, took a comfortable bath in it, changed into clean clothes, and then returned to the cave

.

"What should I do next?" Lin Yi groped his chin and began to think about what to do next.