Chapter 42: Flying Knife's Special Skills PK Innate Fighting Skills

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Two figures were about to part with each other.

Lin Yuanchong was secretly surprised. He obviously felt that the other party's internal strength was not as deep as his own, but he was not inferior to his innate combat skills. He couldn't help but look at it intently, wanting to see which young master it was.

When the figure flew back, his body turned incredibly horizontally and stood there, revealing the face of a young man.

Lin Yuanchong's expression gradually became stiff. Finally, he looked as frightened as if he had seen a ghost. "You, who are you..."

At the same time, Liang Zijian and Yu Wenhe blocked the silver attack at the same time and looked over, but when they saw the boy's face, they immediately stared at them. It seemed as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world!

Lin Yiyue and the other two had just breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to thank the benefactor who saved them. But after seeing the boy's face, they all became rigid. After a while, everyone showed ecstasy and excitement.

"Brother Zong, you, you're fine!" Lin Yiyue cried with joy. After a great ups and downs, she could no longer control her emotions and suddenly threw herself into Lin Zong's arms.

Lin Xiaowei, Lin Hua and Lin Fang were also very excited and surrounded Lin Zong. They were concentrating on guarding Yuwen and the three of them suddenly became angry.

"No, it's impossible, aren't you dead? Why are you still alive!"

Lin Yuanchong jumped up in disbelief, his face twitching violently. This was too unbelievable. How could the person who was pushed off the cliff by him be fine!

Yuwen and Liang Zijian looked at each other, and both saw the unconcealed panic and shock from each other's eyes.

The reason why I was panicked is because Lin Zong appeared too abruptly. What kind of expression would you have if someone who thought the corpse was cold suddenly appeared in front of you?

The reason why they were shocked was that they were deeply shocked by the two silver rays. They didn't know how to describe the speed that was beyond their reach. If they hadn't had their skills, they would have been basically destroyed by this small flying knife!

Clouds flow slowly in the forest, but a strange atmosphere ripples in the hazy and beautiful woods.

Lin Zong comforted Lin Yiyue and looked at Lin Yuanchong and the other two quietly.

After being shocked, Lin Yuanchong gradually calmed down, and a grim smile flashed across his face: "So even if you are not dead, I will send you to death now!" In the fight just now, he tried Lin Zong's cultivation level to be only about the third and fourth levels of the acquired world. Even if he knew some clever tricks, he could still block the attack of his master of the twelfth level of the acquired world.

Lin Yuanchong roared wildly and rushed towards Lin Zong like a cheetah. He closed his hands: "Tiger Roaring Fist!"

With the combination of two fists, the innate combat skills are doubled again!

A moment of murderous intent enveloped Lin Zong. Lin Yiyue, Lin Fang and others were all despised.

The shrubs and grass cried out in a stern cry, as if they were about to break free from this place of destruction!

At the same time, with two "ding" sounds, the two sluts shot towards Liang Zijian, and Yuwen He's flying knife brought out two blood marks and flew to the ground.

Lin Zong narrowed his eyes, pulled out the long sword from his waist with his backhand, and his fingers danced quickly. The light frequency attracted people's eyes like a dancing fairy. The long sword in his hand also quickly moved back and forth, and each movement outlined a mysterious trajectory.

When Lin Yuanchong's sharp fists were about to fall, the long sword in Lin Zong's hand rose up like a giant peak holding the sky!

The universe wraps around the fingers!

With a loud bang, the shrill sound of the grassland around it stopped suddenly, and it turned into a shattered piece, an indescribable desolation! Under the worried eyes of Lin Yiyue and the other four, Lin Zong's body was cut out more than ten meters.

Lin Yuanchong only took a few steps back, and a ray of confidence shone on his face. He finally confirmed that Lin Zong was only at the third level of cultivation. Although he didn't understand why Lin Zong had such a masterful swordsmanship, these were not enough for him!

"Hahahaha. Brother Yuan Chong. Zi Jian and I both underestimated you. I didn't expect that your "Tiger Roar Fist" and the combination of two fists will be combined. I'm afraid we will find it difficult for us to take it. Hahaha!"

Seeing Lin Yuanchong push Lin Zong back with one move, Yuwen He and Liang Zijian were also overjoyed and broke free from the silver-glowing fear just now.

Lin Yuanchong looked proud. "Haha. Brother Yu, Brother Liang. If you don't have to do it, let me leave this Lin Zong. I'll let him die again!" Lin Yuanchong stood proudly in front of Yuwen and the two of them with confidence.

Yuwen He's eyes flashed and reminded: "It's no problem to use the power of Brother Yuan Chong's innate combat skills. But this hidden weapon of Lin Zong is a bit weird, Brother Yuan Chong is careful."

After listening to the conversation between several people, Lin Yiyue and the other two were worried about Lin Zong. Just when they were about to discuss with Lin Zong whether they were going to escape, they were stunned when they found Lin Zong's actions.

Yuwen and the other two, who had regained their confidence, finally found something wrong. In this moment, there seemed to be a faint solemn feeling in the surrounding space, which made people feel a little depressed. When they looked at Lin Zong, they realized where this strange feeling came from.

Lin Zong stood there quietly, gently pinching a small flying knife on his right hand. No momentum emanated from his body, but was disappearing little by little. A few light breeze blew, driving the scattered hair in front of his face and swaying green clothes. If it weren't for the sound of clothes being froze, they wouldn't have sensed that there was another person in front of him.

Although his face was expressionless, several people found a strange look in his eyes. His slightly dim eyes emitted a dazzling light at this moment!

It seemed as if the clouds were clearing and the sun was seen, everyone seemed to see the sun's brilliance from inside!

Everyone suddenly had an illusion, as if all the aura on Lin Zong was gradually integrated into this light.

For some reason, Lin Yuanchong, who was a little crazy just now, suddenly felt guilty. Even Yuwen He and Liang Zijian's eyelids also jumped.

Rusty, the fallen leaves can be heard. The surroundings are terrible. "No, brother Yuan Chong, it's too weird. Rush up and chop him up!" Perhaps to cheer himself up, Yu Wen He's voice trembled slightly.

"Don't worry, it's useless to pretend that he's half dead. See how he takes my move, Tiger Roaring Fist!" Lin Yuanchong cheered up and shouted, as if he was shouting out a thunderous sound. Then he quickly hit the fist!

With the attack, the space around him changed subtly. The closer he got to his fist, the more obvious the change.

The sound of the wind suddenly stopped.

This is the charm of innate combat skills, which is as strong as broken space and as weak as guiding and locking space!

Lin Zong still didn't say anything. The wind around him suddenly became rapid. The shrubs, flowers and plants at his feet began to dance with his blue clothes.

This is the wind that cheers and inspires him. The moment he first understands the true meaning of the wind, he can accurately capture the meaning of the wind.

His flying knife skills also reached another level at that moment!

But Lin Yiyue and others began to worry about him. Just now, it was the best opportunity to stop Lin Yuan from making a move, but he didn't move.

The atmosphere in this space is even more bizarre. Liang Zijian, Yuwen He and others' eyes are tightly locked on Lin Zong.

Lin Yuan saw a little sweat at the forehead. His strongest move, "Tiger Roar Fist", was too easy to hit. Although he had the same punch just now, he only exerted three or five points in a hurry, but now it is very powerful! He was worried that he would be stopped by Lin Zong in the middle and still exerted three or five points, but Lin Zong did not. The power of his "Tiger Roar Fist" had already accumulated momentum!

"Die!" At the moment of preparing for the momentum, Lin Yuanchong's calmness in his eyes was replaced by mockery and madness. He was confident that he would win or lose this time. No matter how gorgeous the skills were, they would be eclipsed in the face of a crazy offensive!

Lin Zong smiled.

The moment Lin Yuan reached his peak in the punching force, he knew he had won.
Chapter completed!