Originally talking to Lin Xiaotian, the kid disappeared in an instant.

The Scouts were shocked at that time.

Then I felt very moved in my heart, looking at the place where Lin Xiaotian was before, and sighed.

This is the real strong man.

But then his face became solemn.

Then his eyes fell on Su Wenrou who was on the side. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Gentle, I know your relationship with this kid, please persuade him well.

Let’s forget about the matter with Kunlun. People like you will be able to practice themselves.”

"I will consider your advice, but I still respect his own ideas."

Su Wenrou nodded lightly, saying that she had signaled her.

Then the figure flashed, and turned into a stream of light, and disappeared from the sight of the scouts.

The latter was extremely shocked, and at this moment, there were tens of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping.

Please, you all fly and shine. Have you ever considered the feelings of ordinary people like them?

The old guy from Kunlun secretly left after the battle between Yan Nantian and Lin Xiaotian.

Just kidding, join forces with Yan Nantian to deal with Lin Xiaotian? Are you wrong?

Yan Nantian is only a one-yuan saint, and he is also a two-yuan saint.

The difference between each level between saints is not much different from the level.

But in terms of strength, there is an insurmountable gap.

When that kid showed it, not to mention the three-yuan saint, even the four-yuan saint may not be his opponent.

With such strength, only the elders in the inner hall of the sect are his opponents.

He still has this self-knowledge, although he is not very willing to admit it.

So he chose to escape.

If you stay, you will definitely die.

"After going back, we must explain the matter here clearly to the head and the others!"

Somewhere among the mountains, the old man stood on the top of the mountain, like an immortal with a fairy-like appearance, floating in the wind.

Looking back, he looked a bit fairy-like.

But what I didn't want to match his temperament was that the old man's face was full of fear and fear.

Fortunately, Yan Nantian had been entangled with this kid for a long time, otherwise, he would probably not be able to leave.

This matter must be explained to the senior management of Kunlun.

"Go back to report the news? I'm afraid you don't have this opportunity."

Just as the old man was secretly glad, a sneer suddenly rang out.

He was shocked at once.

I immediately looked back and saw that the space suddenly became a little distorted, and then a figure slowly emerged.

It's none other than Lin Xiaotian.

"When did you come?"

When I saw Lin Xiaotian, the old man's body trembled slightly, and his heart was shocked.

This kid was quietly catching up with him? But he didn't notice it at all?

How is this possible?

You know, he is a dual saint at least, and a strong man in the realm of a saint.

"Haha, old dog, you are really cunning."

Lin Xiaotian tilted his head, looked at the old guy, and then laughed in fun, saying, "Yan Nantian's stupid dog is actually stupid. He naively thought that you really would deal with me together.

Unexpectedly, you escaped like this?

That guy, even if he becomes a ghost, he will not let you go."

"What??"

After hearing Lin Xiaotian's words, the old man's heart trembled suddenly, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

"You killed him?"

"From today on, he is no longer a powerful person in the realm of the Saint. What's the difference between this and not dead?"

“—”

The old man's mouth trembled violently.

"Yan Nantian is one of the few saints and strong men left above. Now that you have ruined him, do you think the people of the country will let you go?"

"Haha, you still think about how you escaped from me.

I have to say, you are really weak.

From just now, it has been at least ten minutes, right?

I gave you so long that you ran so far?”

"Boy—"

Hearing this, the latter was slightly moved and said with a trembling corner of his mouth: "Do you really dare to kill me?"

"What do you think?"

Lin Xiaotian sneered, and after speaking, the Qi pool in his body suddenly rotated. The majestic spiritual energy mixed with the power of faith belonging to the saint, surged up.

Such powerful power was like a storm, instantly sweeping the old man in.

And in this aura, a strong sense of suffocation suddenly surged into his heart, and then he felt that he could not breathe.

I want to try my best and use my strength to resist.

But I found out that I was powerless.

People live by just one belief.

This old man felt fear and fear in his heart since he saw Lin Xiaotian's strength before.

Psychologically he has lost.

He was originally no match for Lin Xiaotian. With such a state of mind, how could he fight with Lin Xiaotian?

So soon, in this spiritual storm, the old man completely lost his last psychological defense.

I immediately beg for mercy.

"Don't kill me, we can talk about the conditions."

Lin Xiaotian ignored it.

Lin Xiaotian in the center of the storm, against the backdrop of the storm, was like a god of death, suffocating a cold and scent.

I feel panicked when I see people.

The old man was of course the same. He hurriedly said, "I have three first-level talismans on my body, and some ancient dense and numerous top-grade elixirs, I will give them all to you!"

After saying that, he stared at Lin Xiaotian tightly.

But the latter ignored it, but he had some movements and just stood there coldly.

Seeing that Lin Xiaotian was not moving, the old man was delighted, and then he quickly took out many things from his storage space and sent them to Lin Xiaotian.

But those things were just suspended beside Lin Xiaotian, and the latter didn't even look at them.

Then he waved his hand calmly and these things fell down with a whistle.

"What does this mean?" the old man asked in surprise.

"Your lives are mine. I want the things on you. After killing you, just take them. Use your kindness to me now?"

“—”

The old man was heartbroken. He looked at Lin Xiaotian in despair: "Then you don't speak, what does it mean if you don't agree?"

“I just want to see you look desperate.

You self-righteous so-called top pillars of Zhongzhou look desperate.”

“—”

The old man felt a little depressed.

Almost vomited blood.

"I've seen it now and I feel very disappointed. It turns out that you noble people are afraid, just like ordinary people. Okay, it's okay, go to die."

Buzz!

After saying that, the spiritual storm began to spin wildly.

It suddenly turned into a giant sword that stood above the old man.
Chapter completed!