Chapter 788 Don’t underestimate your opponents

Feng Lin hesitated for a moment, but what he could conclude at present was that Luo Shenyan would definitely not kill him.

There was no need for him to waste his energy and get entangled with her.

"Sister, my things are just for you."

Feng Lin walked over with a smile and handed the ring to Luo Shenyan.

"And the one on your finger."

Luo Shenyan stared at Feng Lin's ring and said.

"Isn't this too much? I didn't even take your baby back then."

Feng Lin frowned, looking a little unhappy.

"You still dare to mention the beginning?"

Luo Shenyan's purple eyes gradually flashed with cold light.

"Forget it, for the sake of the fourth child, I won't argue with you, I'll just give it to you."

Feng Lin took off the ring he was wearing and gave it to Luo Shenyan.

Anyway, there is nothing valuable inside. If it is his own space ring, then he will definitely find a way to escape.

There are many skills and treasures inside, so naturally they cannot be given to Luo Shenyan in vain.

Luo Shenyan took the ring and nodded with satisfaction, "Your strength is too weak, so it's better not to go deeper."

"Is there danger in the depths?"

Feng Lin asked.

"The deeper you go, the richer the spiritual energy becomes. There are ferocious beasts there that have become extinct in the outside world."

After Luo Shenyan finished speaking, she disappeared here.

Seeing Luo Shenyan leaving, Feng Lin took out another space ring from his body.

If others cannot see the space ring, they may search you.

It's better to wear one, it's easy to fool people.

Feng Lin squatted down, cleared away all the spiritual herbs, and continued walking deeper.

Not long after, the ripples of battle were heard in the distance.

Feng Lin didn't go to see the fun, they were beating them. With Feng Lin's current strength, he was not qualified enough to snatch things from them.

It is better to drive straight in and rush to the deepest place.

Feng Lin is very confident in his speed and should be able to snatch the treasure away from the eyes of the ferocious beast.

After running for several kilometers, a red-haired woman wearing casual clothes suddenly flew backwards in front of Feng Lin.

Feng Lin took a look and saw that it was Shang Qing who he had met before.

At this moment, her sunglasses were broken, revealing her red eyes.

The next moment, a black-haired old man in black clothes rushed over.

"Shadow Clan!"

Feng Lin was shocked. Although he was not Mo Feng, his realm was at the fourth level of Dacheng.

"Die!"

Mo Chuan grabbed Shang Qing's neck with one hand.

Shang Qing's red eyes flashed with a trace of despair, he would have known better not to go out alone to search.

It’s over now!

Whoosh!

At this critical moment, Shang Qing suddenly noticed that a figure appeared behind Mo Chuan.

Feng Lin held the scalpel tightly and quickly slashed it towards the back of the opponent's neck.

Mo Chuan looked startled and turned around immediately.

A layer of ice covers the body.

Seeing this, Feng Lin retreated and did not attack.

Shang Qing, whose life was hanging by a thread, took the opportunity to get out of the way and saved his life.

"Brother, thank you very much. I owe you a favor."

Shang Qing glanced at Feng Lin, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Are you... Feng Lin?"

Mo Chuan stared at Feng Lin strangely.

"No, brother, I'm not strong either. Am I so famous?" Feng Lin spread his hands helplessly.

"You are indeed not strong, but you are currently one of the top players among the country's young generation. Those who are top-notch will always be remembered."

Mo Chuan said calmly.

"What? Are you Feng Lin?"

Shang Qing looked at Feng Lin, the youngest person in Wujian.

After two years of precipitation.

The state of mind seems to be unlocked and keeps improving by leaps and bounds.

A few days ago, she heard her grandfather say that Feng Lin had reached the tempering state.

But the speed and the instant burst of energy just now clearly indicate that he has reached the advanced stage of tempering.

You know, he is only in his twenties now.

Shang Qing is almost forty years old.

Her grandfather Shang Cang was of Jiuli clan blood.

Her father, Shang Jianming, met a woman of mixed race in Wujie, who was Shang Qing's mother.

So Shang Qing has three bloodlines.

In comparison, they live longer than humans and look younger.

"Yes, I am Feng Lin." Feng Lin nodded.

"I am a person from Wujie, my name is Shang Qing." Shang Qing explained, "Let's retreat first. He is Mo Chuan from the Shadow Clan of the Alliance, and has Dacheng Tier 4 combat power."

"How can I let you go?"

Mo Chuan opened his arms and turned into a black shadow, attacking Feng Lin first.

Shang Qing had been injured by him just now and could not escape far in a short time.

Feng Lin is the only threat.

"You go first, I'll hold him back."

Feng Lin glanced at Shang Qing. It shouldn't be a big problem if he escaped from this man's hands.

"Feng Lin! You can't beat him!"

Just as Shang Qing raised his hand, Feng Lin came forward to face him.

"You're just tempering, you dare to fight me, are you worthy?"

In Mo Chuan's hand, a black sword condensed and he slashed hard at Feng Lin's neck.

brush!

He slashed Feng Lin's neck with his sword.

But as a master of the fourth level of Dacheng, I immediately felt that this touch was wrong.

He immediately turned around and found that Feng Lin was holding a dark red sword and was already attacking.

boom!

Mo Chuan's arms tensed up, and the black sword set off a gust of wind.

Collided with Feng Lin's long sword.

call!

Feng Lin's body was lifted up by this force and flew out.

"Still not running away?" Feng Lin roared.

"Wait for me to bring in the reinforcements!"

Shang Qing gritted his teeth, covered the wound and turned around to run away.
To be continued...