A piece of golden light sprinkled down, like sparkling water, shrouded in this small courtyard of the house, and when Xu Lin looked around, he suddenly found that his place seemed to be covered by a big golden cover.

But when he looked at the Wang family again, Xu Lin's brows were furrowed, in the face of such a crisis, this rat spirit did not panic at all, his body turned upward, and after dodging Wang Dazhu's sharp sword, he turned from defense to attack and got up to meet him.

"A thought is born, but people's minds are intricate, even in desperate situations, they have a heart to survive, master, what do you say?"

Blink to look at Xu Lin beside him, seeing that his brows are furrowed, his eyes are a little abruptly looking at Wang Dazhu and the rat spirit who have been handed over, the Yuantong monk sighed and said: "This rat essence is the demon of the painting monk back then, the anger is too heavy, although there is a spirit, but the obsession in the heart is too deep." What I met was a person who was not entrusted, and I was folded here today, and it was also a belonging. ”

"Because her family is here?" Xu Lin sneered, then looked at the round passage again: "Do you say that she still loves Shen Yuzi?"

Monk Yuantong took a deep look at the silent window door, felt the steady breathing sound inside, and did not speak for a long time, and then looked up at the rat spirit who was fighting in mid-air and said: "The poor monk doesn't understand the matter of love, but the love of people should be there!"

With a cold snort, Xu Lin's face suddenly became gloomy, and he also looked at the closed door of the house, and then said coldly: "The human heart is the most ghostly!"

Above the air, Wang Dazhu's sword momentum is like a stormy wave, when the waves are higher than the waves, Wang Dazhu's mouth is even louder, and the sword blade is facing the layers of demonic energy arranged by the rat spirit when it opens and closes, and it is even more rampage.

And the Wang clan transformed by the rat spirit, on the completely different expressions, he was not shocked, even after being shocked a few times by Wang Dazhu's sword blade as heavy as a mountain, it was still as indifferent as water, as if the skin no longer knew the pain.

"To live!" Xu Lin suddenly shouted into the air.

Wang Dazhu, who was killing with relish, looked stunned, and even the Yuantong monk who was standing next to Xu Lin was stunned and said, "The donor is taking pity on her?"

Xu Lin grinned, and said with a very cheerful smile: "Alive, if you can live, you can have hope!"

"Where does that hope come from?" Monk Yuantong's question made Xu Lin silent.

I saw that Xu Lin was still looking at Wang's figure with interest, and then when he met his gaze with Monk Yuantong, it made Yuantong feel a creepy feeling in his heart.

"Fighting for your life is to live, since you have already fought for your life, why not fight for victory?"

Monk Yuantong wanted to tell Xu Lin that in mid-air, it was his senior brother who was fighting with the rat spirit at this time, but the four words "friendship with the same family" were always held in his throat and could not be said.

"Shen Yuzi took away her love! The eldest lady of the Qian family made her understand the selfishness and ugliness of human nature even more, so what else did she have?"

Xu Lin smiled, and then turned his gaze to another house: "There is also a little girl, that is hope, that is the reason why you must fight for your life!"

When Monk Yuantong nodded thoughtfully, Xu Lin showed a cruel smile, and it was this smile that made Monk Yuantong feel a chill in his heart.

"Not enough, far from enough!" Xu Lin looked at the figure of Wang Dazhu and the rat spirit coming and going in mid-air, and then Xu Lin's face was hideous, as if it had been evaporated by flames, and in the absence of existence, he showed a trace of compassion and said: "Child, the one who is bitter is the child after all!"

Monk Yuantong can no longer understand the multifaceted nature of Xu Lin's display at this speed, but this sentence is to the point, when he bowed his head and recited the Buddha's name, he saw Xu Lin's face, and there was a touch of ruthlessness and said: "What should come is coming after all, so hurry up!"

As soon as the sword came out, the sword breath was silent, but the sound of the controversy at this time attracted everyone's hearts to this side. I don't know when, the blood jade sword in Xu Lin's hand has already been struck, but this sword made the Wang family, who was incarnated by the rat spirit, let out a heart-rending scream.

His hands became claws, and under the wrapping of the billowing black gas, after the Wang family stubbornly blocked Wang Dazhu's onslaught, he completely ignored his fleshy hands, and his body was as fast as lightning and rushed to the house where Xiaolan was.

However, what was unexpected was that Xu Lin's straight sword breath suddenly disappeared when the Wang family was approaching.

Seeing this scene, Wang's face was overjoyed, and she didn't care about anything else, just as she was about to rush to the house, eight extremely powerful sword breaths suddenly appeared out of thin air and pierced into Wang's body together.

Monk Yuantong sighed secretly, and recited the Buddha's name in his mouth, but when he looked at Xu Lin, he was no longer so kind.

On the other hand, Xu Lin, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at it excitedly, feeling his sword breath rampage in Wang's body, but he heard Wang Dazhu hesitantly exclaim not far away: "Void Hidden Sword Technique?"

Ignoring and not asking, Xu Lin couldn't hear anyone's shouts at this time, but was intoxicated by Wang's pain, and Xu Lin always had a question, why can a ghost body have hair falling out?

This sword cut off all the kindness of the Yuantong monk, and for Xu Lin's, he suddenly found that this young man had a heart that others could not understand.

But does Xu Lin care?

Shit!

The sword intent in his heart turned, and the sword breath that pierced into Wang's body was pierced into Wang's body, and when it turned fiercely and twisted quickly, Wang's flying body seemed to lose power all of a sudden, as if it was a flying bird, which was shot by an arrow, and fell to the ground fiercely.

"That's enough, that's enough!" Xu Lin muttered, his body turned into fog, and when he disappeared in a blink of an eye, but in the next moment, he appeared above Wang's head, looking at her condescendingly with a painful face.

Wang, who was transformed by the rat spirit, opened his eyes, and in the dark, he still looked at the direction of the house reluctantly, and his heart seemed to appear Xiaolan's face when he was sleeping quietly, but there was a sudden feeling of colic, which made him suddenly break free from the illusion and face the next torture.

"That's not right!" Wang wondered in his heart, with his own body, why couldn't he force the other party's sword breath out? And those eight sword breaths, like the gangrene of the bones, bit into the body fiercely, no matter what method the Wang family used, it just couldn't come out.

From the inside out, it was a chill, and on Wang's face, at some point, a layer of frost had formed, not ordinary white, but a touch of green color revealed in the white.

Wang could clearly perceive that his body seemed to be being devoured, and the Yuan Force was like flowing water, being sucked by the eight sword breaths, and then dried up.

If this development continues, the Wang clan transformed by the rat spirit is afraid that it will soon turn into a cloud of gas, and then be completely swallowed by these eight sword breaths.

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and Xu Lin, who was in mid-air, also noticed the strangeness of the Wang family, the corners of his mouth curled, and the figure quickly regressed in an instant, from the Wang family's body, a violent white light suddenly erupted, and Xu Lin clearly felt that it was an extremely huge vitality.

The word "self-detonation?" was denied by Xu Lin when it first appeared in his mind. Then after Xu Lin carefully observed, he found that in the dazzling white light, there was a piece of painting paper suspended on it, and when Xu Lin looked at it again, a big gray mouse, at this time, was painfully presented on the painting paper.

A piece of paper, a treasure!

Xu Lin understood why the Wang family was able to fight against Wang Dazhu for so long with the body of a mere ghost, which was completely based on the painting painted by the painting monk back then, but he still couldn't explain the hair.

When the white light gradually dissipated, the painting suddenly disappeared with the last flash of light, and a large rat with a height of one person appeared on the ground, staring fiercely at Xu Lin not far away.

With a smile, Xu Lin raised the blood jade sword in his hand, and then met the eyes of the rat spirit, although he could clearly feel that the eight sword breaths that pierced into the body of the rat spirit had disappeared, but it aroused Xu Lin's greater interest.

The sword breath is scattered, one sword turns into eight swords, and then imitates Mingkang's strange sword intent, and suddenly appears in the air, and with Xu Lin's combination of the sword intent attributes in "Blood God Son" and "Lingxi Yi Sword True Solution", as well as the unique devouring attribute of the remnant treasure of the blood spirit bead chain just obtained, this sword has a bit of meaning.

But I still have to try, such a good sword test stone, how can Xu Lin let it go?

A hideous blood python, like a dragon going out to sea, suddenly flew out of Xu Lin's cold jade sword, condescendingly and coldly stared at the rat spirit, and then hissed and rushed towards the rat spirit.

After the blood python's body suddenly disappeared in mid-air, it suddenly appeared on the body of the rat spirit, and the rat spirit, who was completely unaware of this, was slightly stunned, and the body was already entangled by the blood python, like two hungry wolves fighting for food, smoke and dust on the ground, rocks collapsing, and the python body and the rat body were fluttering back and forth on the ground.

Xu Lin used his sword to control the blood python not far away, not caring at all about Wang Dazhu, who had already opened his mouth and looked surprised, this was the first time Xu Lin had completely released his sword breath. In front of Wang Dazhu, when did this extremely weak junior brother have such ability.

The Void Hidden Sword Technique, that is a secret of Kunlun that is not penetrated, when did the little junior brother learn it? And the blood python in front of him, is it the sword intent transformation that he has been pursuing?

With a bang, the body of the blood python wrapped around the body of the rat and the body of the rat fell down on the fence not far away, knocking it apart, not to mention, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, Wang Dazhu and the monk Yuantong clearly saw that the body of the blood python was tightly wound around the body of the rat spirit at this time, and the blood was sparkling with a ghostly glow.

Just when Wang Dazhu and Monk Yuantong were looking at this scene with a surprised expression, Xu Lin's voice suddenly sounded in their ears: "Devour!"