It was the old man who disappeared just now.

At this moment, the old man's figure suddenly came over.

The rickety figure looked like a giant beast charging towards him at this moment.

The ancestral dagger in his hand glowed fiercely at this moment.

In just ten feet, the movement during the attack had forcefully shattered the void in front of him!

"boom!"

A dim sword light flashed, pointing directly at Lin Ye's neck!

Even if you can survive if your neck is cut off, you won't be able to survive for long, and there will be plenty of opportunities to kill you all.

"puff!"

This knife directly hit Lin Ye's body.

Before the old man from the Chuanshan tribe could be surprised, he felt that Lin Ye's body was breaking apart on its own like a wooden stake.

"No, I fell into the trap again!"

The old man from the Chuanshan tribe did not expect that what Lin Ye released was just a clone.

In this world, there are actually such real clones.

Even if it was placed right in front of him, and even if he was slashed with a knife, he would not find the slightest clue.

"Devil Crying Blood Finger!"

Just to the side, there was a cold, low shout.

Immediately.

It was as if a huge sound mask was covering the old man directly.

A strange sonic offensive that shook the soul suddenly broke out.

The old man of the Chuanshan tribe cried out sadly in his heart.

He wouldn't be afraid if other tricks were used to sneak attack him.

What I am afraid of is the attack with the soul attached to it!

Bang!

Lin Ye pointed behind the old man.

The power of the Blood Finger was completely blocked by the opponent's armor.

But the sound of ghost cries poured into the old man's soul, directly bringing a huge impact to the old man.

Lin Ye took advantage of the situation and used the Wanji Divine Thunder move.

this

The power of divine thunder blasted out, instantly spreading all over the old man's body and blasting him away.

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body slammed to the ground.

Lin Ye's eyes were startled.

Under such a close-range attack, he endured a move of the Ten Thousand Silence Divine Thunder, and he was still alive?

If you refine this person, you might be able to strengthen your physical defense!

The blood soul chain swung around and directly wrapped around the old man's figure.

The dagger in his hand was also sucked into Lin Ye's hand.

"Refining!"

Even though the old man has thousands of reasons.

But they shouldn't attack and kill Lin Ye, and they shouldn't take this job.

The chains trembled, directly refining the old man's flesh and blood.

His cultivation level is only at the eighth realm of Kaitian, but he is only good at assassination.

Moreover, the original plan was for everyone to fight out together. After all, the Chuanshan tribe is good at joint offensives. Once you are trapped and killed, you will only be killed by force.

Lin Ye's shot was precise.

Not a single bit of effort was wasted.

And the moves were in sync, directly ignoring the opponent's strong defense.

It can be considered that the advantage has been lost.

Lin Ye did not hesitate to refine his flesh and blood.

"Clan leader!"

"He killed the clan leader!"

"Avenge the clan leader!"

"Take back the holy sword!"

"Boy, return my clan's holy sword, otherwise the Chuanshan clan will hunt you down forever!"

Lin Ye held Xingluo and the dagger in his hand.

I was very happy in my heart.

And in this happy moment.

Lin Ye felt an evil will fall on him from a distance.

He frowned.

Lin Ye immediately looked up.

I saw a strange-looking young man above the void, holding a firecracker in his hand.

At the same time, he looked at him with an extremely cold and indifferent gaze.

"Have you... ever been to the Six-Death Blood Nether Realm?"

"answer me!"

Thousands of miles in the sky.

But the other party aimed the musket in his hand at Lin Ye.

The sound came through very clearly.

As a strong person in the Open Heaven Realm, this distance conversation is nothing.

"Been there."

Lin Ye said calmly, for him, there was nothing worth hiding.

"He is Lin Ye!"

An ancestor of the Ming family shouted here.

The eyes of the strange young man suddenly showed cold murderous intent.

"It seems that you were the one who killed Young Master Zhang Baihua!"

"No impression."
Chapter completed!