Although the boy's face was pale and wearing a coarse cloth and clothes, his eyes were extremely deep and full of extraordinary temperament. He looked like he was not an ordinary person at first glance:.

"He is the Deadly Sword Immortal?"

"It seems that I am very injured, my face is pale and weak."

"You are nonsense, try to get you chased by a top master? It's rare for Young Master Lin to escape for so long! It's hard to find a second person in the world. At the top level, he escaped in front of top masters for so long."

"It's a pity that the top master is an old monster, let alone an old monster like the Purple-shirted Dragon King? This time, Young Master Lin may have a life-threatening situation!"

"Hey, I am the most genius of righteousness. Did you just die like this? In this deserted mountain and remote wilderness, it is really a big regret for my righteousness martial arts world!"

The martial arts people around him shook their heads and sighed. Although the big demon of the Purple-Shirt Dragon King, the Demon Sect, was no longer afraid. How could the top master of the Purple-Shirt Dragon King, attack these small characters?

Therefore, everyone kept a certain distance and watched the fun, which made Lin Yi feel sad and a pity.

Listening to Lin Yi's words, the Purple-shirted Dragon King smiled faintly, his tone was cold and extremely firm: "I have said that no one who was listed on the list of must-killed people can live. The Deadly Sword Immortal, I think you are also a genius of a generation and a person. Suppose you are surrendered and die obediently! In this way, you don't have to bear the pain of punishment!"

"That's just that the agreement cannot be reached?" Lin Yi sighed slightly.

"You are not qualified to talk to me!" The purple-shirted Dragon King sneered.

"Since that's the case, Lin Yi suddenly withdrew his sword, turned around and left, directly exploded the third layer of Zixia's internal force that had just recovered. The internal force burned wildly, and powerful internal force poured into the limbs and bones. Lingbo started with a microstep, bursting out seven times the speed. In the blink of an eye, he escaped hundreds of meters away.

He left his firm tone in the air: "Lin will never surrender, let alone give up easily. The Purple-shirted Dragon King wants to kill Lin, so you can chase him!"

The Dragon King of Purple Shirts listened and shook his head and smiled. His face looked like contempt and sneered: "Silly! I have said long ago that no matter where you escape, you will die. No one can escape from the palm of my hand!"

He took his left foot and crossed dozens of meters. He carried his hands behind him, strolled around in the garden and chased after him slowly. It seemed very slow, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at each other with a worried look on their faces, and said worriedly: "I don't know if Young Master Lin can escape this time?"

"I hope that the young master Lin has his own appearance and escape from the pursuit of the Purple-coat Dragon King!"

"Oh, it's a pity. Young Master Lin is the leader of my younger generation in the righteous martial arts world. He ended up being chased by the enemy and his life was hard to save."

The news that Young Master Lin was chased by the Purple-coat Dragon King and appeared in a small town in the south instantly spread throughout the world.

Kaifeng City, in the teahouse.

"Senior Brother Linghu, there is news, there is news!" Haotian hurriedly broke into the box and shouted with a happy look on his face.

"How is Senior Brother Lin Yi?"

"How is the eldest brother?"

Linghu Feng and others quickly got up and asked anxiously.

"Just a while ago, the eldest brother appeared in a tea shed next to the road in a small town in the south, showing off his face, but the old bastard of the Purple-Shirt Dragon King also appeared, and the eldest brother ran away again. However, according to witnesses at the time, the eldest brother was in poor condition, seriously injured, and weak." Haotian replied. At the end of his speech, his excited tone fell and his expression was dim.

Linghu Feng and others suddenly looked dim and they were speechless one after another. Finally, Linghu Feng pounded the table hard and shouted hatefully: "Wait, keep waiting!"

Everyone nodded without any refutation

In a hotel in Kaifeng City.

"Young owner, just got the news that after seven days of being chased by Young Master Lin, he appeared in a small town in the south, but soon the Purple-shirted Dragon King chased him and started to flee again. I don't know where to escape. According to those who had seen Young Master Lin at that time, Young Master Lin was in a bad state, pale face, seriously injured, and his internal strength had not recovered, so he was extremely weak."

A disciple from Mandura Village reported to Wang Yuluo.

Wang Yuluo waved his hand in a low mood and waved the disciple back. Then he stood up and came to the window, looking at the south sky outside the window, looking worried and sad.

"Young Master Lin, you must come back alive. The rain is waiting for you, waiting for you."

As he said, his tone suddenly sank, becoming extremely determined, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "If you can't come back, Yu Luo will definitely kill the demons and get revenge for you!"

"Cousin, cousin, Brother Lin has news. I heard that he showed up in a small town in the south, but he was soon caught up by the Purple Dragon King, and then disappeared. He was in a bad state, with a pale face and severely injured, and his body was extremely weak!"

Mu Ziyan rushed into the room and said loudly to Huang Yiting.

Huang Yiting turned his head quietly and asked Mu Ziyan with a blank expression: "Ziyan, do you think Mr. Lin can escape this disaster?"

Mu Ziyan's face suddenly darkened, and she became very ugly. She was depressed and shook her head and sighed: "It's hard, it's very difficult! Judging from the current situation, the Purple-Shirt Dragon King chased Brother Lin for seven days and seven nights and refused to let go. He obviously wanted to put Brother Lin to death!"

Huang Yiting nodded expressionlessly, his eyes were filled with coldness, his tone was full of hatred: "Purple-shirted Dragon King, Shaolin Humph, one day, I will kill to Guangmingding and Shaoshi Mountain!"

"I'm the one!" Mu Ziyan shouted loudly.

Huang Yiting nodded slightly: "Then you have to practice martial arts well."

Mu Ziyan nodded heavily, clenched her hands into fists, and said in a muffled voice: "I know that Brother Lin has saved me. In the past, I, Mu Ziyan, didn't think that martial arts are important, but this time, I knew. If I were at the level of a top master, I wouldn't have to watch Brother Lin be chased and faced with a desperate situation and can do nothing!"

"After this matter is over, I will go back to Taohua Island, go to seclusion and practice martial arts hard, and will not enter the top realm, and will not enter the Central Plains!"

Huang Yiting nodded, with no expression in her beautiful eyes, and no smile on her face. Her whole body turned into a thousand-year-old ice. Her whole body was filled with coldness: "Wait for a while, if there is no news, I will immediately return to Taohua Island and go to seclusion to practice martial arts!"

"Yeah!" Mu Ziyan focused heavily on her head

Time quietly left. No news about Young Master Lin came into the world.

Three days later.

On the hillside of a mountain that was thousands of feet high, a figure staggered forward, unstable and extremely embarrassed.

This man's face was pale, bloodless, and weak. His body was covered with mud, like a beggar. But his eyes were full of deep and resoluteness, it was obvious that this man was definitely not a beggar.

Under the sludge is the face of a boy.

This person is Lin Yi.

Three days ago, after being caught up by the Zixia Dragon King in the tea shed in the southern town, he immediately burst out from the third layer of Zixia's internal force and fled to death.

Although he temporarily distanced himself from the Purple-Shirt Dragon King, as long as he stopped, he would be caught up by the Purple-Shirt Dragon King and then escaped again.

He ran away while stopping, and after three days of escape, he didn't know where he fled. When he found out, he had already run to the hillside of a big mountain.

The purple-shirted Dragon King was behind, chasing him without any speed, hanging behind him, with a confident look on his face, and a look of control in everything.

In the past three days, I have been running away and stopping. Although I try my best to recover my internal strength as soon as possible, how can I recover? Although Lingbo Weibu also has the miraculous effect of restoring internal strength, this recovery force is a drop in the bucket compared to the large consumption.

Therefore, at this moment, he was in extremely poor condition. There were only two layers of internal strength left in Zixia in the dantian.

He climbed all the way to the top of the mountain. His steps stopped immediately.

There is no way ahead!

In front of him were vast white clouds, and then there were cliffs that were several long and tall like Mount Hua. When he looked up, he saw that there was a vast white area. Apart from returning the original road, there was no way to go down the mountain.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This was really a desperate situation. There was no way ahead, and the purple-shirted Dragon King followed him step by step.

Step on.

His footsteps sounded from behind him. When he looked back, he was walking with a sneer on his face. He sneered as he walked: "Deadly Sword Immortal, are you running? There is no way out, right? Hahaha, after chasing me for ten days, you are quite able to run!"

Looking at the cliffs ahead of Lin Yi, the purple-shirted Dragon King laughed with a mocking look on his face and said, "You have no way out in the sky and underground, so you can surrender!"

"I have said a long time ago that no one who is targeted by me can escape my pursuit!"

The purple-shirted Dragon King laughed, sneered, and mocked. Lin Yi seemed to have not heard it, looked at the cliff behind him, and then looked at the purple-shirted Dragon King. A trace of firmness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly drew his sword.

"What a hard bone, I still have to resist until I die!" The purple-shirted Dragon King sneered, full of disdain, raised his palm, and the purple deep palm light quietly appeared and slapped Lin Yi with one palm.

As if Lin Yi hadn't seen it, an amazing sword intent suddenly burst out from his body. The only first and second layers of Zixia internal forces on his body, and the most pure Zixia internal forces, were all broken, burned, and exploded.

The surging internal force surged into his limbs and bones, causing severe pain in his muscles and veins, and his body swelled, as if his whole body was about to explode.

Qiu Shui's sword pointed at the Purple-Shirt Dragon King, and an amazing sword intent followed the long sword to cover the Purple-Shirt Dragon King.

A sword that combines the three swords and intents explodes with all its strength!

"This sword" The purple-coated Dragon King's face suddenly flickered, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He saw a shocking giant sword that was destroying the world and slashed towards him.

In front of the giant sword, he is so small!

The Purple-coat Dragon King was shocked by the sword intent, but soon, he woke up, a sword light flashed, and his head suddenly tilted.

laugh!

A faint sword mark was passed through his face, and a slight bloodstain appeared.

A trace of regret flashed in Lin Yi's eyes, and all his internal strength was consumed and light was shining. Although a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, he soon filled with a sense of perseverance.

He suddenly jumped to the edge of the cliff and jumped off the cliff.
Chapter completed!