Lynch is about to despair, and if the wind blows again, he will definitely die.

The moment the flesh body reached a certain limit, the palm of the wind appeared and grabbed the black clutch.

All the pressure disappeared, and Lynch suddenly sat on the ground, ignoring the others, meditated cross-legged, took out Big Rodan, and swallowed several in one gulp.

After this physical squeeze, Lynch has gained a lot, especially the physical body, and the strength has increased a lot.

"Die!"

Feng Qingyang was extremely angry, just now, his little friend died in the hands of Zhang Junshi, and he was furious.

The Xuanming Technique appeared, binding Zhang Junshi in place, only to see that his body was a little shriveled, and he was killed by Feng Qingyang's palm.

This is the gap, although the Ninth Rank Martial Venerable is powerful, in front of the Second Rank Martial Saint, he is still like an ant, and there is not even a corpse left, turning into a pile of powder.

Today, many people have seen what it means to break bones and scatter ashes!

The war is basically over, Yang Hu is injured, Zhang Junshi is dead, and the first people of the Great Sect are left, with a look of despair, do they all have to die here tonight.

"Ahem!"

Yang Hu stood up with difficulty, took out an elixir and swallowed it, and quickly repaired his injuries.

"Old puppet, you are ruthless!"

Yang Hu's tone was cold, and he walked out of the pot-shaped pit, although he was seriously injured, he couldn't die.

And at this time, there were several figures, taking advantage of the night, quietly approaching Lynch, and no one noticed it.

is ready to take advantage of his healing efforts to kill him, extremely vicious.

Lynch devoted himself to healing, completely unaware of his surroundings, and the damage he received this time was beyond Lynch's expectations.

There are a large number of cracks in the bones all over the body, and if they are not repaired in time, it is very likely to affect their cultivation in the future.

The benefits are also many, the repaired bones are stronger and tougher, and the flesh becomes denser, like pieces of steel, cast on Lynch's skeleton.

A few shadows were getting closer and closer, and the scimitar was about to reach Lynch's neck, when Gong Chun found out.

"Not good!"

By the time Gong Chun found out, it was too late, and everyone was attracted to Yang Hu just now, but they didn't pay attention to Lynch's side.

Turning into an afterimage, Gong Chun rushed over, still a step slower, even if the wind was clear, he was powerless to stop it at the moment, the distance was too far.

"Qi Lin, suffer death!"

The person who came out of hiding was Gao Hui, who took Meng Qiu and a few guards to take the opportunity to kill Lynch.

At the moment when the long knife was about to fall, a seven-colored divine sword was drilled out of Lynch's body.

"Whew!"

The Seven-Colored Divine Sword turned into a cold light, penetrating Gao Hui's head, and suddenly froze in place.

A bloody hole the size of a bowl appeared in his head, and blood mixed with red and white spurted everywhere.

The sword light did not stop, an arc turned, Meng Qiu and several other guards, suffered the same ending, and when Gong Chun rushed over, everything was over.

The Colorful Excalibur returned to Lynch's body, entrenched above the dantian.

When Lynch was repairing his injuries just now, he had already instructed the Nine Absolute Sword Souls to solve it by himself if there was any danger.

As long as it wasn't Yang Hu's move, no one present could resist the blow of the Nine Absolute Sword Souls.

Lynch had long expected that someone would take the opportunity to assassinate him, but fortunately he was well prepared.

Gong Chun threw Gao Hui's body aside and stood quietly beside Lynch, protecting him from another sneak attack.

"Yang Hu, now I'll give you a chance, self-cultivation, I can spare your life!" Even though Yang Hu has done too many wrong things, Feng Qingyang still tolerates it again and again, and to this day, he still hopes that Yang Hu will put down the butcher knife.

"Don't pretend, even if I die, I won't accept your mercy!"

With a sip of blood, Yang Hu was already crazy, Fang Tian drew a halberd and pestle, stabilized his body, and some injured places were healing rapidly.

"It seems that you are really blinded by lard, alas!"

Feng Qingyang sighed helplessly, and his tone contained too much sadness and sorrow.

The child who was raised single-handedly, but he had to face each other with life and death, and no one felt comfortable in his heart.

At this point, only one of the two can survive, and Feng Qingyang is only making a final effort.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill if you want to!"

Yang Hu looked like he was going home, and he hated it, why didn't he kill Feng Qingyang and give him a chance to turn the tables.

Whatever you say now, it's redundant!

A chill hit all around, and the entire City Lord's Mansion suddenly fell into silence, no one spoke, and even each other's heartbeats could be heard.

The moment has come to decide life and death!

"Stop, stop me!"

Suddenly, from outside the martial arts arena, two people walked in, but one of them walked in with a sword on his neck.

"Grandpa!"

Seeing her grandfather, the wind chime suddenly cried loudly, she had known about the big battle here, but she didn't expect her grandfather to come back.

When the wind chime was very young, he was sent to the Sea King's Mansion by Feng Qingyang to practice, and only came back a year ago to find that his grandfather was gone.

The City Lord's Mansion changed hands, and she was put under house arrest by Yang Hu and prevented from leaving the City Lord's Mansion.

"Let us go, or I'll kill him right away!"

Steward Cao had a hideous look, he was a dog beside Yang Hu, after the battle here, he realized that something was wrong and controlled the wind chime as soon as possible.

There has been no chance to escort over, and the matter has come to this point, if it does not appear, I am afraid that Yang Hu will become a dead man.

Feng Qingyang lowered his arm and looked at his granddaughter, tears in his eyes.

His heirs were almost killed by Yang Hu, and his granddaughter is his only bloodline, if he dies again, how can he be worthy of the ancestors of the Feng family.

"Grandpa, leave me alone, kill them and avenge the dead people!"

The wind chimes regard death as home, and would rather die by themselves than let Yang Hu leave, let the tiger return to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles.

Once Yang Hu unravels the evil disease in his body, he will make a comeback, and if he wants to do it once and for all, he will kill them all.

The hearts of everyone present were pinched, if Yang Hu was allowed to leave, the consequences would be unimaginable.

With Yang Hu's talent, within a few years, he will definitely surpass Feng Qingyang.

Lin Meng, Quan Tu and the others originally thought that they would definitely die, but they didn't expect Feng to turn around, catch the wind chime as a hostage, and coerce Feng Qingyang to let them leave.

Lynch slowly opened his eyes, his physical injuries had been repaired, and he was no longer in serious trouble, stood up, and nodded towards Gong Chun.

Even though you are in retreat, you are aware of everything that is happening around you.

"Old City Lord......"

Gong Chun saw that Lynch was fine, his heart relaxed, and at this time, he stepped forward with Ren Duwei, no matter what decision the old city lord made, they all supported it.

Feng Qingyang felt very uncomfortable at the moment, and he didn't know how to choose.

"Let us go immediately, or I'm welcome!"

Steward Cao sent the long sword forward, and a wisp of blood appeared on the neck of the wind chime.

"If you have the ability, you can kill me!"

The wind chime took the initiative to stick his neck on it, he had enough of it for more than a year, not only to bear the harassment of Bai Song every day, but also to be under house arrest.

I'd rather die than let Yang Hu leave here.

"Old horseman, I didn't expect your precious granddaughter to fall on me, I expected such a day, so she is my ultimate bargaining chip!"

Yang Hu laughed out loud and put the wind chime under house arrest in the City Lord's Mansion, another meaning was that he was worried that Feng Qingyang would be rescued.

"Let's go!"

Feng Qingyang seems to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and after a fierce ideological struggle, he is willing to save his granddaughter and does not want to create more killings.

Lin Meng and the others laughed, laughing unscrupulously, laughing brightly.

"Let's go?"

"Did I say yes?"

Lynch looked stunned and walked out suddenly, he hadn't agreed yet, how could he let them go.

"Xiaoyou, I know you're doing it for my good, but ......"

Feng Qingyang looked lonely, and he didn't want even his last granddaughter to die because of a wrong decision of his own.

"Old fellow, I know what you're worried about, aren't you just afraid that your granddaughter will be killed by this garbage!"

Lynch looked indifferent, and at this time, the clone had already brought the remaining clansmen over, and there were less than thirty people left.

One by one, after breaking their prohibition, they repaired and recovered, and their bodies were fine.

Feng Qingyang was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer Lynch's words.

The eyes of everyone present were focused on Lynch, and they didn't understand what he meant by saying this at the moment, could he have any other way to rescue the wind chimes.

"Qi Lin, don't mess around!"

Gong Chun interrupted Lynch and told him not to say any more, lest Yang Hugou jump off the wall in a hurry and end up losing both.

When he died, he dragged the wind chimes to accompany him to the funeral, so that the old city lord would never be at ease for the rest of his life.

"I'm not messing around!"

Lynch replied very solemnly, without a hint of joke on his face, and said very seriously.

"You don't mess around, since the old city lord let them leave, don't make any more trouble!"

Gong Chun thinks that Lynch is stalling for time, looking for an opportunity to kill Steward Cao and rescue the wind chime, but he doesn't know that Lynch can really kill Steward Cao without harming the wind chime.

"Why are you looking at me like this, I really didn't make trouble, I can kill him!"

Lynch was a little crazy, now not only Gong Jun thinks he is messing around, but everyone thinks so, Lynch is stalling for time.

Gong Chun was amused by Lynch's appearance, but he didn't dare to laugh, and the battle was not over yet.

"Boy, you are making a lot of nonsense, I want to see how you kill me!"

Steward Cao spoke, his body shrunk behind the wind chime, Lynch wanted to kill him, then his long sword could quickly kill the wind chime.

"A piece of garbage, dare to call me out, since you are so anxious to seek death, then I will fulfill you!"

Lynch stood in place, didn't even move, just moved his mouth, and didn't see him kill Steward Cao!

"Little bastard, don't talk nonsense, aren't I standing here now!"

Steward Cao jumped up and down, and Lynch just spoke, but didn't make any moves.

"Then you're going to die!"

Lynch's tone was flat, as if announcing a man's death sentence, and fell as his words fell.

"Ahh

Steward Cao suddenly let out a terrible scream, the long sword in his hand snapped, and he fell to the ground, while he fell to the ground and wailed.

(End of chapter)