Feng Lin had no choice but to leave the palace and escape from the middle door.

The place is too small for him to perform.

Jincheng is chasing after him, and he will definitely kill this bearded man today.

When Feng Lin retreated outside the palace, he found that there was fighting not far away.

Three perfect ninth levels were besieging a man in black robes.

The realm of the man in black robe should have just reached the seventh level.

But his attacks were extremely fierce, one against three, and he didn't dodge at all, which was quite like Ji Guangling's.

Feng Lin's eyes suddenly widened. This movement...

"Fourth! Is that you?"

Feng Lin rushed over and shouted.

The men in black robes, who were fighting one against three, quickly withdrew from the encirclement and flashed in front of Feng Lin.

He saw this familiar bearded mask. Sikong Jin took off the hat of his black robe, revealing an almost perfect face.

"Boss, it's me."

Sikong Jin's dull dead fish eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly, "We finally meet."

"Hahaha!"

Feng Lin laughed loudly and gave Sikong Jin a bear hug, "I was still wondering how to find you, but I didn't expect you to be standing in front of me!"

While talking, three perfect ninth steps were seen in the distance.

There were also two perfect ninth levels from the Sun Clan, all surrounding them.

Jincheng looked back to the side with a faint smile: "It turned out to be the Shibeng brothers of the Yan Sect. What a coincidence."

On the other side, a strong young man with dark skin glanced sideways at Jincheng, "What? You want to protect him?"
Chapter completed!