The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

The thorns rustled down, came through the air, and shot straight at Lin Yuan.

But he seemed to have expected it.

The moment the Gold Turtle retracted its head into its shell, it changed several positions and dodged to its left paw.

The golden wild spirit flowed out from his hand, completely covering the blade of the wild bone epee.

The desolate spirit and the desolate bone epee perfectly matched, and the spirit sword trembled instantly, and the blade hummed.

Lin Yuan didn't hold back, and the epee with an unstoppable momentum bombarded the left claw of the golden tortoise heavily.

boom! ! !

Accompanied by a loud roar, khaki animal blood splashed all over the sky.

Lin Yuan's feet kept moving, seizing this perfect opportunity, his body flashed under the huge head that protruded again.

He raised his hand and swung his sword, stabbing at the exposed reverse scale under the throat of the adamantine gold turtle.

The desolate bone heavy sword was like chopping melons and vegetables, easily piercing through the fragile jaw of the golden beetle, and pierced deeply into its throat.

Lin Yuan took advantage of the victory and pursued, stabbing the barren bone epee deep inch by inch.

With all his strength, he twisted the hilt of his sword and drove straight in, hitting Huanglong directly.

The fragile blood vessels in the throat were cut into a mess by the edge of the epee, and streams of animal blood like small waterfalls continuously spewed out from the mouth of the fine gold turtle.

The tyrannical look in those eyes with cleaved canthus was gradually replaced by a deeper and deeper powerlessness.

The giant mountain-like beast fell down in the eyes of all Qin soldiers, completely severing its vitality.

The appearance of death is extremely tragic.

Lin Yuan drew back the barren bone epee, the blade was not stained with blood, and the divine light flowed on it, without any scratches.

A barren level spirit sword, the sword is not stained with blood.

He put the epee back into the ring, and walked back slowly under the stunned gaze of all the sergeants.

Lin Yuan had a calm expression on his face, as if he had just done something insignificant, and there was no wave in his expression.

Silent, speechless.

The scene that had been extremely noisy just now fell into a stagnant silence, without a single sound.

Those Qin soldiers who were still alive looked at Lin Yuan with dull and astonished eyes.

Their bodies trembled.

In their shrinking pupils, there was that calm smile.

them……

What did you see?

Is it a hallucination?

still is……

hallucinations?

Seeing that Lin Yuan's whole body was intact, not even a single crack in the armor on his body, they couldn't believe their eyes at all.

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Chapter 52 Once the mask is removed

Under Qin Zhimu's blank gaze, Lin Yuan walked slowly to her.

Even though it was obviously sluggish, that soft and beautiful face still had the charm that would make thousands of men lose their souls.

"never mind."

The boy's clear and clear shout awakened the girl who had fallen into a stupor, and Qin Zhimu finally came back to her senses.

She stared at Lin Yuan closely with her beautiful eyes, which were full of splendor.

"Lin Yuan... you actually, really... simply, unbelievable..."

Qin Zhimu was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't even speak fluently.

With the cultivation base of the Qi Refining Realm, killing a third-order monster alone, and telling anyone to listen to it, would be regarded as a fairy tale.

But now, it really happened before her eyes.

Qin Zhimu saw the strangely shaped sword in Lin Yuan's hand just now, and was convinced that its quality was absolutely extraordinary.

This also confirmed her guess about the origin of Lin Yuan's identity.

This young man who looked like a heavenly man could never be an ordinary Qi-refining cultivator.

But even with the advantage of the weapon, he can easily break through the defense of the golden turtle.

Under the same conditions, it is absolutely impossible for any Qi refining monk to win.

It is absolutely impossible to win as easily as him.

Even if it was herself, even if it was Qin Shou, even if it was a random cultivator in the Profound Spirit Realm.

His ghostly body, and elusive speed.

And the fine control of the timing of the battle is the key to winning this human-animal war.

After fully witnessing Lin Yuan's battle in less than a hundred breaths, Qin Zhimu only had one word left in his mind.

genius.

He is completely one, born for fighting, a peerless genius.

If a talent like him can be recruited to Qin Chao's command, that matter may be really possible in the future.

"Shut up!"

A long cry of a horse brought back Qin Zhimu's drifting thoughts.

It was Qin Shou who just rode away in a panic.

He now turned his horse back again.

"What's going on? Why did this monster suddenly fall down?"

Qin Shou heard a loud noise from far away just now, and when he turned his head, he saw the huge beast shadow like a mountain falling down.

And now, seeing Lin Yuan who was unharmed, his face was full of disbelief.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to regard the Qi-refining cultivator in front of him as the existence that killed the golden turtle.

It's just that I really can't imagine how strong it is to kill such a giant beast.

Could it be that his previous attack worked?

Or some strong man passed by and killed this monster?

"Killed by me." Lin Yuan replied shortly.

"Killed by you?" Qin Shou sneered, "You are such a brazen clown, do you think..."

"General Qin, speak carefully."

Qin Zhimu interrupted Qin Shou's taunt, and said with displeasure.

"Mr. Lin didn't talk big. This monster did die under his sword."

Without seeing it with his own eyes, Qin Shou still felt that this was completely impossible.

"Princess, why even you..."

"General Qin, it's true, we've seen it all."

The sergeants around finally came to their senses and spoke one after another.

"Yes, yes, if this hero hadn't stepped forward, we would all have died here."

"you……"

Hearing the confident tone of one soldier after another around him, Qin Shou had no choice but to believe it even if he didn't believe it anymore.

He stared at Lin Yuan with horror, as if seeing a ghost, unable to utter another word.

"This encounter has suffered heavy casualties, so let's set up camp near here today."

Qin Zhimu commanded: "Everyone act, help lift the wounded, and help them deal with their wounds."

"For those who have lost their breath, dig a pit and bury them on the spot."

"Order!"

Those soldiers who were still able to act responded in unison and got busy.

Outside the copper coffin.

Seeing Qin Shou's ridiculous behavior, all the monks couldn't help commenting.

"Actually, it's normal for this general to have such a reaction."

"Yes, if I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe it."

"Oh, it's nothing more than using the power of the barren-level epee to brutally kill a third-level monster."

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"You are all monks in the fifth realm of spiritual body, why make such a fuss over the life and death of a third-order monster?"

Hearing this, all the monks shut their mouths and remained silent.

The opponent is a monk at the peak of the Great Sage, and if they get annoyed, they can't afford to go around.

On the copper coffin, the picture flashed.

After the battlefield was cleaned up and the corpses were disposed of, it was already night in the ancient restricted area.

There are fierce beasts coming and going here from time to time, once you are in the dark, you have to be more careful.

In the noisy deadwood forest.

All the sergeants settled down and set up camp, lighting a fire and cooking.

The space here is quite large, enough to accommodate the rest of their dozens of people to rest at the same time.

The crowd tacitly divided the camp into several large pieces, and lit a bonfire in the middle.

The huge bonfire and four scattered fires illuminated the entire area and dispelled everyone's inner fear.

Everyone sat on the ground, sitting around the fire, leaning on each other to keep warm, and there was silence.

From the time they entered the ancient forbidden zone to the present, in less than two days, they encountered many monsters, large and small, on the road.

With Qin Shou in the Profound Spirit Realm leading the team, they can usually be resolved without injury.

But the Tier [-] monster encountered today killed more than half of the people.

If you continue to spend it here, I'm afraid it will be bad luck.

In the middle of the camp, by the huge bonfire.

Lin Yuan was closing his eyes and concentrating, seizing the hard-won rest time to improve his cultivation.

Qin Zhimu was sitting not far from him, and from the corner of her eyes she always sneaked glances at Lin Yuan from time to time.

Qin Shou sat opposite Lin Yuan, with an indescribable look on his face.

Until now, he still couldn't fully accept the fact that Lin Yuan killed the third-tier monster.

After thinking about it, he still asked, "Brother Lin Yuan, I don't know what quality spirit sword is the sword you used to kill the monster?"

When he said this, Qin Shou kept staring at the na ring on Lin Yuan's right hand.

"We are all sword-addicted monks, can you show it for everyone to see?"

"That sword is the best sword in my village, and I never show it to others easily."

Lin Yuan said slowly without opening his eyes.