The figure appeared silently, no one noticed it, as if he had been on the boat, watching all this coldly.

Seeing that the sisters were about to be poisoned, the cold figure hesitated slightly, and waved his sleeves slightly, and a cold current hit the silver light net, quickly dissolving the binding magic weapon like a shattered destruction.

Hu Yitong stared at him and almost madly roared, saying, "Who? Who destroyed my magic weapon!?"

The cold and delicate figure sat on the sail with his legs raised. The breeze blew through several strands of hair. He looked down at the group of monks and said lazyly: "I finally saw a living person, but I didn't expect a big show to be staged."

Everyone looked up in shock, but no one expected that there was a person hiding beside him. This was too terrifying...

As soon as the thought arose, he became stunned in an instant. Several people stared at Leng Li's figure in gorgeous clothes.

The hair is tied with a white ribbon, made of the exquisite animal skin of the sixth-level monster Ice Dragon. A snow-white satin robe is made of white feathers refined from the sixth-level monster Peng carving. A long white silk ribbon on the waist is actually the tail of the sixth-level monster's whale swallowing python. It is even more amazing. It is made of the hard turtle shell of the thousand-year-old black turtle.

Hu Yitong swallowed, feeling his mouth dry and tongue dry. He looked up at the figure's face. The man's black eyes slightly raised, his expression was solemn and cold, and his contemptuous eyes made him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he was like an ant looking up at the sky.

He used extremely precious monster-level monsters to make robes and adornments. The other monks in Qiankun realm had never seen this scene. The greedy expression in their eyes could not be concealed at all.

"Are you interested in my clothes?" The cold figure's voice was sharp and cold, with a thrilling murderous aura and endless evil spirit.

This sentence was like thunder exploded in his ears. Several monks who had originally revealed greed woke up in a panic of trembling all over their bodies. They just seemed to pour a basin of cold water. Only then did they remember that the man's clothes were so jealous that the magic weapon was so jealous, but they had to have the life to enjoy it.

Hu Yitong slightly sensed the other party's cultivation level, but Hu Yitong sadly discovered that he could not see through the other party's cultivation level. Generally speaking, these phenomena only occur when they are not in the same realm.

In other words, that person is very likely to have the Xuantian Realm cultivation level. Such a powerful cultivation level is not a big man that Hu Yitong can afford to provoke at present.

His calves shivered, Hu Yitong's throat rolled, and he barely said, "I'm sorry, it's dirtying my senior's eyes. We will immediately leave our senior's sight and ensure that we won't spread what happened today."

This Hu Yitong is not only extremely evil, but also has a very smart mind.

The cold and delicate figure is the direction of getting lost on the endless sea. Lin Fenghan, who has been staying for a year and June for a long time.

Lin Fenghan looked at Hu Yitong and the others who turned around and wanted to escape, and smiled indifferently, saying, "Since you like my outfit, stay here."

Hu Yitong's face suddenly changed drastically. He instantly increased his speed to the limit without hesitation. He ran forward with his sword without looking back. The other monks also fled in scattered areas.

Lin Fenghan did not move, and he bounced his fingers and a cold light hit Hu Yitong, who was walking towards the sword. The latter's body became stiff and he didn't even explain his words. He fell into the sea.

The other monks who were also planning to escape with swords felt their liver and gallbladder split and their bodies were shaking like sieve. A slightly brave young monk said in a scattered manner: "You, you actually dare to kill the people of our Linggui Sect. Do you know that our true sect is a cultivator at the fifth level of the Xuantian Realm?"

"A cultivator at the fifth level of Xuantian Realm?"

Lin Fenghan raised the corner of his mouth and gently tapped it a few times. A dark red flame instantly condensed into a burning sword energy when he pointed his fingers. When he pointed, the flame turned into a burning sword energy, shooting through the eyebrows of several young monks.

The flames penetrated the head, and the corpses turned into a wisp of blue smoke. Lin Fenghan waved his sleeves and swung it, and a strong wind blew away the strong smell of corpse.

After doing all this, Lin Fenghan made a slight move in his hand and the storage waists disappeared. Then he narrowed his eyes into a slit and looked at the two sisters slightly, as if there was a fierce light surging.

"Crack"

Zi Ling was so shocked that she took a few steps back by Lin Feng's cold eyes. The lotus feet stepped on the deck and kept ringing in the quiet atmosphere.

fear!

Deep into the soul's fear!

This cold monk killed someone like killing an ant without any emotion. In an instant, Zi Ling decided that he must be a bloodthirsty demon, killing people like numb, and being unforgivable.

However, the rational sister Zixing exhaled a deep breath of fragrance on her lips, calmed down, and her delicate body bent down slightly and said, "Thank you for your life-saving grace, senior!"

Lin Fenghan jumped up and down from the sail, walking slowly up to the bowing Zixing.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

Her head drooped slightly, and three thousand black hairs fell on her cheeks. As the heavy footsteps kept approaching, Zi Xing pursed her red lips slightly, and her little heart thumped and kept panic. She was also afraid that this moody person would kill her and her sister with one finger.

However, Lin Fenghan helped Zi Xing up with surprise on his face. He finally saw a living person, so how could he kill him? He was almost tortured to death in the endless sea.

After changing his indifference, Lin Fenghan smiled faintly and said slowly: "Girl, I'm taking the liberty to disturb Lin Zhixuan, and I'm polite."

Lin Fenghan hid his real name, after all, he was still a complete identity of Taiqing Sect. Although the Luanxinghai is not under the jurisdiction of Taiqing Sect, if Taiqing Sect sends people to Lianluxinghai to search, it will definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Ah..." Zi Xing didn't expect that the young man who killed without blinking was so easy to talk to, and his wonderful eyes stared at Lin Fenghan incredibly.

"Let go of my sister!"

Zi Ling exclaimed, not caring about Lin Fenghan's horror, so she pushed Lin Fenghan away and protected Zixing behind her like a chicken protector.

Lin Fenghan just asked about the way, and by the way, he clarified his thoughts about what happened in the world of cultivation recently, but Zi Ling didn't think so, for fear that Lin Fenghan would hurt her sister.

Zi Ling looked excited and said firmly: "Devil, don't even think about hurting our sisters!"

Zi Xing poked his head out from behind, worried that Lin Fenghan would be angry, so he kept blinking and smiling bitterly at Lin Fenghan.

Lin Fenghan was slightly stunned and frowned and said, "What? I saved people well, and now I have become a devil?"

Zi Ling held the sword in her hand tightly, and said again: "Devil!"

"absurd!"

Lin Fenghan slapped his forehead, glanced at Zi Ling and Zi Xing, and said, "You two look exactly the same, why is there such a big difference in IQ?"

"Who are you scolding?"
Chapter completed!