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Chapter Nineteen He's Still a Child

Although Lin Qianjun was blown like a fool by the wind, Zhang Yu, who was protected by him with a cloak, did not suffer much.

He also saw the incident of the player riot just now on the forum live broadcast.

The process of the player's defeat made him speechless.

Are you here to fight? Rescue people is the most important thing, because the movement is so big, and now the guards in the dungeon have more than doubled. It is impossible for him to sneak in and rescue people.

He drove the Green Eye Eagle to the front of the Salt Gang branch above the city. Lin Qianjun patted the Green Eagle's neck and hugged Zhang Yu and jumped, using his light skills to slowly fall to the ground.

When the two of them landed, the blue-eyed eagle circled for a while and then penetrated the sky and disappeared into his eyes.

Lin Qianjun was not afraid of the Blue Eye Eagle disappearing. He was used to enjoying the food of the Sword Sect. Now it no longer had the idea of ​​working hard to find food in the wild.

Lin Qianjun was naturally noticed by Dantai players and the members of the Salt Gang at the first time.

Soon, a salt disciple in blue clothes came up to ask Lin Qianjun.

"I dare to ask who this young master is, what is the reason for coming to Dantai?"

Lin Qianjun kept silent and just let Zhang Yu sort out his hair and beard that had been blown by the wind for him.

This attitude is very clear, that is, you are not qualified enough and I don’t want to talk to you.

The expression of the disciple of the Salt Gang was extremely ugly, but he couldn't figure out Lin Qianjun's identity, so he could only look at Lin Qianjun with a tangled expression.

But he didn't make any trouble for long, because the next moment, Zhong Gao, the elder of the Dantai branch, stepped out.

It was a middle-aged man in blue clothes, with long beards on his face and sharp eyes, which seemed a bit ruthless at first glance.

After he looked at Lin Qianjun for a moment, he found the gold edge of his cuff, and immediately bowed and said, "I don't know if the master of the Sword Sect has arrived, Zhong is missing the welcome."

Lin Qianjun turned around, looked at Zhong Gao calmly, and said, "You still have some vision to see you, but I came here this time not to gossip with you. I want to ask you for someone."

Zhong Gaowen said, "Is the person you are looking for in my salt gang?"

Lin Qianjun said: "It's within your dungeon."

"Dungeon?" Zhong Gao pretended to be surprised, and then said, "That's the place to imprison the extremely evil people, hiss, but since it's the person you want, it seems to be a misunderstanding. I just don't know who the person you ask for, what's the name?"

After taking a look at Zhong Gao a little, Lin Qianjun replied: "Lu Fengyi!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Gao's eyes fluctuated slightly.

If it were someone else, he would just let Lin Qianjun take the person away directly with the idea that it would be better to have more things than to do, and it would be fine if he directly asked Lin Qianjun to take the person away. After all, the true disciples of the Sword Sect are not easy to mess with, but Lu Fengyi himself is related to his son's reputation. If his son's affairs are exposed, it will inevitably affect his future status in the Salt Gang.

And now the Salt Gang is about to undergo changes due to the Yi Ren, so his problems will easily be taken out and made into a fuss.

Zhong Gao smiled and said, "Young Master, have you remembered the name wrong? I'm afraid there is no such person in the dungeon of the Dantai branch of my Salt Gang."

"I said yes, it's true!" Lin Qianjun said, and took the Wufeng Sword directly from Zhang Yu.

"Young Master wants to force me to break into the rudder of my Salt Gang?" Zhong Gao asked with his eyes narrowed.

"A disciple of my Sword Sect is willing to kneel down and ask me to come and save people. I believe he will not lie to me." Lin Qianjun answered the question irrelevantly, and his eyes were not looking at Zhong Gao in front of him, but the direction of a player in the diagonal corner.

He is setting up a character for his "Sword God" account, and also adding rationality to his appearance.

After all, unless you are really stupid enough, how could you just come to save someone by listening to a few words?

Only when the stranger does something that shocks him will he be moved.

On the other hand, the players watching the live broadcast couldn't help but change their expressions.

Chen Ren was a little moved and said, "In order to invite Lin Qianjun to take action, the Sword God boss actually did this step!!"

"Awesome, reasoning, I'm afraid it's difficult for me to do this for an NPC." A player next to me echoed.

"This is the real player, I suddenly felt a little tears!!"

After hearing Lin Qianjun's words, Zhong Gao waved his hand and asked a disciple of the Salt Gang to leave the place.

Lin Qianjun knew that the other party was planning to let Lu Fengyi disappear directly before he entered the dungeon.

But how could he be as Zhong Gao wished?

Lin Qianjun used 28,000 experience to upgrade to the perfection of Lan Feng. His body moved and instantly appeared more than 30 meters away. He directly stopped the disciple of the Salt Gang. Without waiting for the other party to speak, he slapped him on the ground and lost his ability to move.

This scene happened so quickly that even Zhong Gao could not react.

He said in a stern voice: "I'm so handsome, but my salt gang is not easy to mess with. Form a formation, let the high disciples of the Sword Sect see the power of my salt gang disciples."

After saying that, hundreds of disciples from the Salt Gang branch rushed out and surrounded Lin Qianjun directly according to the specific position.

Zhang Yu looked nervous and drew out his long sword with his body and was about to come forward to help, but Lin Qianjun stopped him with his eyes.

Then, Lin Qianjun curled his lips and looked at Zhong Gao and said, "Are you sure your people can stop me?"

Zhong Gao smiled and said, "I admit that the true teachings of the Sword Sect are powerful, but even if you can break the formation, it will take time, right?"

The purpose of this statement is very obvious. When Lin Qianjun comes out, even if he turns the Salt Gang dungeon into the sky, he will not be able to find Lu Fengyi.

However, Lin Qianjun is not a reckless person. From the moment he chose to appear in a high-profile manner, he was fully prepared.

The 130,000 experience I earned before is time to play a role.

Lin Qianjun thought, forty thousand experiences disappeared, and his Shanqing sword technique instantly reached the level of small success. However, before it was over, Lin Qianjun invested 80,000 experience again and upgraded Shanqing sword technique to great success.

Since then, the experience he collected for a long time has been almost squandering all of his experiences.

Dacheng's blue swordsmanship skill is also a highly consumed ultimate skill. How strong is it with the twelve times of his sword bone talent?

Lin Qianjun said that it is not a problem to break a hundred with one blow.

His true energy surged, and a feeling of oppression suddenly rose around him like a towering mountain.

The salt gang disciples who were standing next to him looked ugly and their legs began to become weak.

Lin Qianjun grabbed the Wufeng sword in his hand and suddenly pestled towards the ground.

"Rumbling rumble!!"

In an instant, the earth shook, with Lin Qianjun as the center. Within 30 meters, the ground seemed to be hit hard, and fine cracks like spider webs spread from where Lin Qianjun was.

Wherever you pass, people are overturned and buildings are damaged to varying degrees.

The formation that the disciples of the Salt Gang who had finally formed surrounded him was instantly broken by Lin Qianjun, and they were even a little embarrassed to protect themselves at this time.

The shock force brought by Shanqing's sword technique was transmitted from their bodies through the ground, and instantly caused them to be seriously injured and fell to the ground, making it difficult for them to control themselves.

The closer they get to Lin Qianjun, the more miserable the people. The people around Lin Qianjun are now completely a piece of rag, completely sank on the ground and can't move at all.

Zhong Gao in the distance left the ground early because of his high cultivation level. He was hanging in the air at this time, looking at the collapsed building and the salt gang disciples with extremely ugly expressions.

The players watching the live broadcast were shocked.

"Damn, this is not martial arts!!"

"Although it's not martial arts, it's very martial arts. I decided to switch to the Master's Sect and go to the Sword Sect. Let's go now, goodbye."

"Is this the strength of the true teaching of the Sword Sect? I love you!"

At this time, under countless surprised gazes, Lin Qianjun slowly picked up the Black Iron Sword from the ground and stepped into the Salt Gang.

Although this sword was so handsome that it was completely cool, it directly emptied 50% of his true energy with one blow. Although he pretended to be light, he actually wanted to take a breath to calm down the qi and blood that was stirring in his body.

As he advanced, the uninjured disciples of the Salt Gang also looked frightened and moved away.

At this moment, Zhong Gao fell from the sky, stopped Lin Qianjun, and said angrily: "This is my private matter of the Salt Gang. Even if you are the true master of the Sword Sect, you are not qualified to interfere?"

"Qualification?" Lin Qianjun glanced at Zhong Gao, then pointed the Xuan Iron Sword at Zhong Gao and said, "Am I not qualified enough?"

Zhong Gao's face suddenly stopped. He couldn't use those powerful martial arts moves. Moreover, seeing Lin Qianjun's appearance was not red and breathless, he seemed to be able to have more than a dozen swords. He was a little scared.

And if you make enemies, Lin Qianjun will be stronger in the future. What will he give if he settles the score after he comes back?

The true teachings of the Sword Sect, with a profound foundation and strong strength, was the elder of the Salt Gang who was playing with power all the time. No matter how you think about it, you don’t have the same level. Forget it, there are only a few more stains on the left and right, and you can solve it. As long as you handle it well, he will follow the trend and establish a cooperative relationship with the Sword Sect. This matter may become a helper.

However, just as Zhong Gao was about to get out of the way, a young man with a vulgar eyes stepped out of the disciples of the Salt Gang.

His previous eyes were always staring at Zhang Yu in the distance, and his inferior desire was undoubtedly revealed. This was Zhong Gao's son who had not taught well, Zhong Wenxian.

"Yes, this is my private matter of the Salt Gang, why do you interfere?" Zhong Wenxian thought that his father had a great advantage, so he pointed directly at Lin Qianjun's nose and said loudly.

The moment Lin Qianjun saw him, his expression also changed.

It wasn't because he was offended, but because he knew this person.

Zhong Wen was a complete disaster star at first.

It was because of him that Lu Fengyi fought from the Salt Gang branch to the headquarter, and finally made the Salt Gang completely history.

This is not just a cheating person.

He cheated countless people.

"Why? Of course it's the sword in my hand!"

After Lin Qianjun finished speaking, Zhenyuan was attached to the Xuan Iron Sword, and the Sword Technique of Shura was used, stepping on Lan Feng Step under his feet. The next moment, there was a piece of broken finger in front of him.

After the true essence extracted from the Sharp Qi Jue, even a wooden stick, Lin Qianjun can use a sharp sword that is comparable to a sharp iron-cut like mud, not to mention this black iron heavy sword that weighs nearly a hundred pounds.

Because they were too close, Lin Qianjun took action quickly, and Zhong Gao didn't even have time to stop all this.
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