Even in the face of such a seemingly formidable enemy, he also chose the safest way at the first moment, which was also an important reason why he was able to stand out from the side of the Lin family monks over the years.

Seeing this, the old man was extremely tired, got up and ran into the blacksmith's shop.

Then, he dragged the woman out of the blacksmith shop and ran quickly out of the alley.

Before he could run out of the alley, the first wave of attacks from the head of the Lin family had already arrived, and hundreds of basin-sized bright red fireballs smashed down into the alley like rain. Most of them were aimed at the young man, and dozens were aimed at the old man and the nun.

The young man's face changed drastically, and his body suddenly turned into a black whirlwind, and he swung his short knife vigorously as he walked forward quickly. But every time he swung the short knife, its speed was so fast that it couldn't be caught by the naked eye. The short knife and the air were in flames, and they actually formed a sword qi similar to a wind blade, slashing towards the fireball in the sky.

When this sword qi touched the fireball, it made a popping sound, and then the knife qi exploded together with the fireball, and the fire debris spread in all directions.

The head of the Lin family just had a thought, and almost at the same time, hundreds of fireballs were released. And every sword qi of the young man needs to be slashed out. However, Rao was like this, when his movements were extremely fast, he actually slashed out nearly a hundred knives in such a very short period of time, cutting down all the fireballs that might touch him and hurt the old man and the female cultivator.

In the distance, everyone in the audience gasped, and each looked at the young man with the eyes of a monster.

The old man took advantage of the situation to run a few steps again, ran directly out of the alley, and then sat down with the female cultivator, quietly watching the battle.

Dare to be affectionate, they don't want to affect the young man's fight with the head of the Lin family.

The two Jindan late-stage monks who came with the head of the Lin family each glanced at each other and pressed towards the old man step by step. Their companions were killed by the old man in a very short time, so they were all very wary of the old man.

Ye Yongsheng sighed, stepped forward, stopped in front of the old man, and said, "Stay together."

Wait until the master of your family is done fighting with the young man. ”

One of them glanced at Ye Yongsheng and felt a sense of contempt. sneered: "Outlander?

Don't have the guts, you dare to mix with our local affairs in Saibei. Get out of the way of me at once, or there will be no forgiveness!"

Ye Yongsheng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and casually used the Nine Turns Fire Resisting Technique to pop out a scorching poisonous fire in the center of the earth, and immediately startled the two of them back.

Ignoring the surprised and puzzled eyes of the two, he looked into the alley by himself.

At this time, the head of the Lin family released two more waves of ordinary fireballs, but they were all blocked by the young man with his sword qi. Then, the long knife in the young man's hand seemed to be due to the release of knife qi for a long time, and finally snapped and shattered into pieces.

This reminded Ye Yongsheng of the wave-breaking sword technique he had practiced a long time ago.

Then, the young man flipped his hand and drew another short knife from his back. At this time, Ye Yongsheng understood why this young man would carry so many short knives with him.

The head of the Lin family tentatively attacked for a few rounds, and he had a preliminary understanding of this young man's methods. The strength of the young man's legs is amazing. Therefore, the speed is extremely fast, and the longitudinal jump ability is not bad. The young man shot very quickly, his sword aura was sharp, and he had already departed from the scale of ordinary martial arts, and it was estimated that ordinary treasures might not be able to withstand this sword qi. However, the power of that sword qi decayed very quickly after it was separated from the blade, so the head of the Lin family was sure that this young man was in close combat. It may pose a threat to himself, and once the distance between the two crosses three feet, the young man is a fish on the chopping board, and he is allowed to slaughter.

The head of the Lin family flipped his palm, and a dark red wooden sword appeared in his hand. This wooden sword is made of a piece of strange wood that he accidentally obtained, according to which the strange wood is a piece of Fuso wood, and legend has it that the sun turned into a three-legged golden crow before sunset and perched on the Fuso wood.

Therefore, the Fusang Wood contains an extremely thick Sun True Fire, and if you can obtain a piece of Fusang Wood and refine it into a fire-type treasure, it will be extra powerful.

Although this wooden sword is not as powerful as the legendary Fuso Wood Sword, the bonus to the fire supernatural power is also extremely obvious, and it is much stronger than the Blazing Sword. In the hands of the head of the Lin family, this wooden sword is not weaker than a sixth-order treasure.

The young man was quietly holding the short knife, looking at the head of the Lin family without blinking.

But seeing that the wooden sword of the head of the Lin family seemed to swing slowly in the air. When the wooden sword rubbed against the air, a fiery red light slowly floated on the sword's body, and at the end, behind the wooden sword, there was a red light about a foot long, which looked very terrifying.

The young man's dark face was as if it had been cut out of a rock, and he was not moved in the slightest.

The next moment, the head of the Lin family took a deep breath, and the wooden sword swung down abruptly, and he saw a large red curtain falling down from his wooden sword.

The red curtain was actually countless extremely thin fireballs. When all these small fireballs gathered together, this red curtain was formed.

By the time he reached the top of the alley, the red curtain had already become several feet wide, enveloping the young man in it. And the trend of the fall of this red curtain seems to be still adjusting with the intention of the head of the Lin family.

Obviously, such a slow and approaching attack was more difficult to parry than the hundreds of fireballs that were suitable for the right people.

The short knife in the young man's hand flew out abruptly and shot towards the red curtain. At the same time, another short knife was already in his hand.

After the short knife came into contact with the red curtain, it quickly turned red from the snow bright, and before the short knife penetrated into the red curtain, it had been melted by the red curtain and turned into a cloud of molten iron dripping down.

The scorching heat of this red curtain has actually reached such a level.

Qingdong's face finally changed slightly, and his body galloped to the other side. However, the red curtain followed him like an appendage, hanging over his head, and pressing down inch by inch. He could already feel the burning heat that was approaching.

The palms of his hands shook one after another, and the long knives he was carrying were shot out one by one, but they were all completely melted by the red curtain. In the end, he only had two short knives left in his hands, but he didn't dare to shoot them again.

At this time, the red curtain was less than half a foot above his head.

The young man rushed left and right under the red curtain, and the short knife in his hand kept slashing, but it was still to no avail. After a while, the red curtain fell straight down, covering his entire body in it.

The feeling that gave Ye Yongsheng was like a fierce beast, which was trapped in it with tenacity, and then could only be restrained.

In the distance, everyone was silent. Everyone couldn't believe that a young man with such a sharp talent was easily killed by the head of the Lin family like this.

After the red curtain fell to the ground, it still did not move, but melted the ground with extreme heat, and then directly sank into it, leaving a deep pit in the ground.

Ye Yongsheng was not dead, and swept out the eyes of the shadow several times, but he did not notice that there was any sign of life under the red curtain. It's just that his gut tells him that it's not that simple.

The old man stood up tremblingly, his originally straight waist bent down in an instant, and his eyes were full of pathos. And the female cultivator fainted directly.

The old man stretched out his hand, supported the nun, and walked towards the pit step by step.

In the sky, the head of the Lin family sneered, and his body rushed straight down like electricity, and the flames on the wooden sword were fierce, and he slashed at the old man's head.

The old man looked bored, unaware of the hot wooden sword that was getting closer and closer, and just continued to walk forward.

Ye Yongsheng sighed, took a step forward, and Ao Ge's thorn shield flew out suddenly, blocking in front of the scorching wooden sword.

With a snort, Ao Ge's stabbing shield was directly shattered by the wooden sword, but this sword was also taken by Ye Yongsheng.

The head of the Lin family fell to the ground, his face was frosty, and he said coldly: "I know that this son is not a good way to come, and he must be in the same group as this dead old man." Death, then!"

Fighting against a monk like Ye Yongsheng naturally can't slowly exert his powerful supernatural powers like he did with that young man. But seeing that his mind moved, the flame hand was already on his side, and then the flame hand opened wide and grabbed Ye Yongsheng's head.

At this moment, Ye Yongsheng suddenly felt that there seemed to be something strange in the huge pit behind the head of the Lin family. Before he could think about it, he saw a brilliant sword flash from the crater, slashing straight ahead of his brow before he could react, and then vanished.

Then, the flame hand trembled suddenly, and then directly dissipated in front of Ye Yongsheng's eyes.

And the body of the head of the Lin family actually froze steeply on the spot.

Ye Yongsheng was extremely surprised to find that in the moment when the sword light flashed, all the life breath on the Lin family master's body dissipated together.

The speed of the sword light was so fast that even he didn't have time to react. In other words, as long as he is within the scale of this sword light's attack, then yes, his life is no longer his own.

The people in the distance didn't notice the strangeness of the Lin family master, and they also said that the Lin family master was contemplating some terrible tricks. So there was not a word around.

In the middle of the pit, suddenly a hand holding a short knife stretched out and grabbed the edge of the pit. The short knife was only seven or eight inches long, and the blade of the knife seemed to have been scorched by extreme heat, showing a strange downward fold, and there were traces of molten iron rolling off after being roasted. The hand, on the other hand, was completely charred and black, and at first glance it looked like a hand carved from black charcoal.

Then with a hard slap of the hand, a blackened figure climbed up from the pit and sat down beside the pit panting.

That human form is the swarthy young man of Shicai