I, relying on the blood of Saiyans, entered the world of cultivating immortals

Pong! ! !
A loud bang.

The female disciple's flying sword was smashed into the ring by Lin Yitian's stick.

It's not inserted vertically, but lying horizontally.

The whole sword was flatly embedded in the arena floor which was laid by hard boulders.

The periphery of the sword pit is densely covered with tiny cracks.

The disciples watching the battle fell silent.

What kind of trick is this?
Do miracles work hard?

It's been a long time since they started, they have never seen such a fight with others.

It's gross and not aesthetically pleasing at all.

The female disciple's complexion changed slightly, and her hands began to change the sword formula continuously.

However, this sword seemed to be knocked out by a day, and it didn't respond for a long time.

The female disciple was so anxious that her forehead started to sweat.

Lin is not in a hurry for a day.

Carry the stick on your shoulders and hang one hand on the end of the stick.

Just watch the female disciple's practice with other disciples.

After about ten seconds.

The dizzy flying sword finally woke up.

With a bang, he jumped up from the sword pit and returned to the female disciple.

The female disciple's heart that had been hanging for a long time was finally relieved.

Refining the Flying Sword of Fate is not easy, if Lin Yitian interrupted that connection.

She had to cry to death.

"The disciple admits defeat."

The feeling of being cut off from the flying sword just now is enough.

The female disciple now just wants to stay away from Lin for a day.

Seeing her admit defeat, Lin Yitian was also so happy.

"Please come up with a disciple at the alchemy stage."

Lin Yitian took the golden cudgel off his shoulders, held the middle part and inserted the stick by his side.

"I come!!!"

A bearded, five-year-old male disciple came out more and more.

It was Zhang Xiaofei.

"Please teach me a lot, my little uncle!!!"

"Okay, please keep your voice down."

Lin Yitian tilted his head and covered his ears with his other hand.

I haven't heard this loud voice for a long time, and I'm really not used to it.

Jian Lin agreed one day.

Without further ado, Zhang Xiaofei took out a tomahawk that was as tall as a man.

Zhang Xiaofei is an inner disciple with mid-stage alchemy strength.

Among the disciples of Lanyue Palace, he is famous for his innate power.

In the same realm, I have never met an opponent in close hand-to-hand combat.

Seeing Lin Yitian's brutal blow from below just now, his eyes immediately brightened.

Finally met someone with a fighting style similar to his.

So when Lin Tiantian shouted, he jumped out without hesitation.

"Little Uncle!!! Please accept the move!!!"

After shouting this sentence, Zhang Xiaofei rushed towards Lin Yitian with a battle ax in both hands.

A small hole was left where it stood before.

Lin Yitian regretted agreeing to compete with Zhang Xiaofei.

This guy is a physical attack plus a mental attack.

I don't know if there will be a magic attack for a while.

But thinking about it now is useless.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofei's brave posture, MD can't wait to kill himself with an axe.

Lin Yitian held his breath and concentrated, also holding sticks in both hands.

When it is rounded, it is a stick to go up and toughen the battle axe.

clang! ! !
Sparks splattered.

The two retreated three steps each, and the match was even.

Lin Yitian was disappointed for a while, thinking that he could at least hit the Nascent Soul Realm or something.

I didn't expect that a small pill formation would be comparable to myself.

Zhang Xiaofei's reaction was completely different.

Every beard on the face is excited.

Finally, he can fight with others unreservedly and evenly matched.

So after he stabilized his figure, he counterattacked immediately.

Before Lin Yitian recovered from his loss, Zhang Xiaofei's ax had already arrived.

A powerful horizontal chop.

When Zhang Xiaofei found out that Lin Yitian was distracted.

The ax blade in his hand was about to fall on Lin Yitian's neck.

It is already impossible to regain strength.

At the critical moment, Zhang Xiaofei shouted loudly.

The blue veins on both arms burst out, and with a sudden force, he turned the battle ax up by less than 45 degrees.

Although it can't be said that Lin Yitian's head can be bypassed, it can already be done to prevent his head from being separated.

duang! ! !

The end of the ax connected to the handle hit Lin Tiantian hard on the temple.

Lin Tiantian's upper body flew out first, and his lower body almost didn't keep up.

He jumped out ten meters in a strange posture, braked with his face, and stopped at the edge of the ring.

He lay there motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The whole place was dead silent.

Sweat dripped from Zhang Xiaofei's face.

It's over, it's over, it's over, I killed my little uncle.

How to do how to do!
Do you want to go and have a look? Yes, go and have a look.

Zhang Xiaofei took a few deep breaths to calm down his restless mood.

Step forward with your left foot and step up with your right foot.

Slowly moved to the side of Lin Yitian's 'corpse' with a broken leg.

The people in the audience didn't even dare to take a breath.

"Little... little uncle?!"

Zhang Xiaofei rubbed Lin Tiantian's calf with his toes.

Because of fear and apprehension, his voice became thinner.

no response.

Everyone felt a 'thump' in their hearts.

Zhang Xiaofei's heart sank even more.

He moved two more steps forward, and stepped on Lin Yitian's buttocks with his toes.

"Little uncle is up and eating meat!"

Lin still didn't respond for a day.

There are already disciples in the audience who are thinking about what dishes to eat when the banquet starts.

Zhang Xiaofei didn't give up, nor did he want to give up.

He really wanted time to freeze at this moment.

He moved two more steps forward, and this time the target of his toes was on the back of Lin Yitian's head.

The people watching below are going crazy.

Can't you just squat down and turn over the little uncle with your hands, you bastard? !

Keep using your feet in that dot!Let me order your grandma's legs!

The living are mad at you too!

Thinking about it, they dare not go up.

In case of being blackmailed by the little uncle and other old people, it might be a big loss.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofei's feet were about to land on the back of Lin Yitian's head.

At this time, Lin Yitian, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly twitched.

Then it bounced off the ground.

However, in front of everyone, he started squatting on the ground and screaming for pain.

"Little uncle, don't cry!!! The disciple didn't do it on purpose!!!"

Seeing that Lin Yitian seemed to be fine, Zhang Xiaofei regained his previous energy.

"Who is crying!! You don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone, don't you know?!"

In order to prove that he didn't cry, Lin Yitian endured the pain on his face and stood up numbly.

Everyone looked over curiously.

I go! !
The boy is still the boy.

Where is the slightest scar.

Dress it up!
Everyone has a unified idea in their hearts.

Lin Yitian's strength at the wedding was obvious to all.

How could he be easily overthrown by a junior in the alchemy realm.

He must have acted all that just now, deliberately joking with us?

Well, thinking about it this way, it seems reasonable.

Junior Martial Uncle is worthy of being a Junior Martial Uncle, so approachable.

Competing with the disciples not only does not bully the small with the big, but even puts their faces together for us to fight.

Let me ask if there is any elder in the sect who can do what he does.

I was so touched, I wanted to cry.