Using the defensive formation to deal with the attacks of all the disciples of Heifeng Village, Qingsong used the absolute strength of the ninth level of body-forging to defeat them with one blow, because at least on the surface, the strongest one is Sun Zhong, who is at the eighth level of body-forging!

"interesting."

Xia Lin smiled slightly. After seven days of cultivation, he happened to be missing someone to check his strength. Compared to him, there are many people who have the same ideas as him.

"All disciples obey orders!"

Xia Lin formed a defensive formation with one finger and snorted coldly: "Attack!"

"roar!"

More than ninety disciples roared and attacked, instantly surrounded more than ten Qingshan Gate disciples, and countless attacks were smashed down. A group of green lotus-like sword flowers completed under the combination of more than ten Qingshan disciples, leaving everyone's attack defense without revealing. After all, their own strength is much stronger.

Qingsong didn't care about the attack there, as if he had absolute confidence in Qingshan's disciples. Instead, he carried a long sword in his hand and walked towards Xia Lin, Sun Zhong and Lu'er.

To capture the thief, he first captured the king. He believed that as long as he defeated Sun Zhong and captured Xia Lin, these people would naturally go back to Qingshan Gate with him.

Seeing this, Xia Lin smiled slightly and said to Sun Zhong: "Protect Lu'er."

"Yes." Sun Zhong said, quickly retreating with Lu'er.

Xia Lin took two steps quietly and firmly blocked Qingsong: "Let's have fun?"

Qingsong was stunned. He could not see any trace of cultivation on Xia Lin.

Xia Lin smiled indifferently, and his still body suddenly burst out like a fire of calcium carbide. The speed was so fast that it was incredible! His body moved at high speed changed several times and instantly punched Qingsong.

Although it was a bit unexpected, Qingsong reacted very quickly.

Use extreme time to place the long sword horizontally and block Xia Lin's punch.

"boom!"

With a violent roar, Qingsong was actually knocked back more than ten steps. The long sword suddenly penetrated into the ground, causing him to stop. Two deep footprints were drawn under his feet, as well as the traces of a long sword.

The power of one attack is so powerful!

Even Sun Zhong looked at this scene in shock, not to mention the disciples of Zhongheifeng Village who were excitedly attacking. The young master is stronger than before!

Qingsong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at Xia Lin, who was still breathless in front of her, and finally a look of shock flashed in her eyes.

This kind of power...the peak of the ninth level of body forging!

Has this young boy who looks quite young, actually reached this point? He can enter the cyclone realm at will! He entered this realm at the age of eighteen and originally thought he was already fast enough.

Unexpectedly, the boy in front of me was faster than me!

In two years, he has not made any progress in two years! The threshold of rushing into the cyclone realm was like a ditches of heaven, blocking him outside the door, but it also made him stronger and stronger in the physical training realm.

I haven't met an opponent for a long time.

Thinking of this, Qingsong actually smiled slightly, returned to the sheath of the sword, and looked at Xia Lin again.

Xia Lin raised his head and saw the fighting spirit in Qingsong's eyes. He immediately laughed loudly, his whole body was shaken, and he rushed towards Qingsong again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

In everyone's shocked eyes, the two of them actually started to fight!

As the attack was carried out one punch after another, the surging power shattered several surrounding rocks, and each attack contained incredible power.

The first eight palms of Ling Feng's palm are powerful in Xia Lin's hands. Each palm is quite stylish, and it is many times stronger than when it was used before! Qing Song used a set of boxing techniques, which seemed to be the first-class boxing technique. When confronted with Xia Lin, he was not at all inferior.

The two of them have the same strength and mastery of first-class martial arts. The perfect state that they have achieved in both palm techniques and boxing techniques, countless moves intersect and are still in a state of equality.

"happy!"

With another palm, he interspersed with Qingsong's boxing technique, Xia Lin laughed loudly. This was the first time he had exerted the blood power in his body to the fullest.

Although the two of them have the same strength on the surface, in fact, Qingsong has practiced for countless years and has now reached the peak of the ninth level of body training! And what about Xia Lin? To put it bluntly, he has never practiced at all, and he has been liberating the blood power in his body so far.

With the power of not being liberated and not practicing, he was actually on par with Qingsong, which made him not excited.

"You are strong, too."

Qingsong nodded and praised, with the same strength, the same opponent, especially the feeling of the strong power in Xia Lin's body, with countless attacks, actually loosened the bottleneck in his body!

He can't wait to go back to retreat and then attack the cyclone realm! But he knew that it wouldn't work. The matter now must be completed, for example, bringing the powerful Xia Lin back.

If it is the murderer, it will be handed over to the master. If it is not, that would be even better. If you have such a talent, wouldn’t it be a good thing if you become a disciple of Qingshan?

"Take out your true strength, I said, I will take you back for investigation." Qingsong pulled out his long sword again and pointed it at Xia Lin. This time, he was about to explode his strength.

Xia Lin shrugged without any surprise and gently pinched his right hand, "Since you want to play, I'll have fun with you."

"bring it on!"

The Qingsong long sword roared and trembled gently, and a force was constantly brewing.

Xia Lin was about to take action when he suddenly frowned, "Wait--"

A sentence made Qingsong stunned, and the attack stopped immediately: "What? Are you going back with me?"

Xia Lin shook his head and looked outside the village. Qingsong looked back and saw nothing. After a few more breaths, he still saw nothing.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Qinglin said disdainfully in the distance.

At this moment, a figure appeared from the corner, and a young and strong man was supporting an old man with a hunched figure and slowly walked over.

Xia Lin was shocked: "Da Zhuang? Village Chief?"

"village head?"

The disciples of Heifeng Village in the distance also stopped attacking instantly. As the village chief got closer and closer, they were afraid that they would accidentally affect the village chief. What should the village chief do at this time?

Qingsong's eyes flashed with shock. That distance... the boy actually sensed it! How much strength does he hide?

The Qingshan Gate disciples looked at the expressions of everyone and seemed to realize something. They put away the attacks and returned to Qingsong.

"Hey, why are you fighting?" the village chief resting for a while and said with some breathing, "I heard from Dazhuang that the disciples of Qingshan Gate are coming again. I knew something was going to happen. Why don't you come up quickly?"

Qingsong's heart moved and bowed to the village chief and asked, "Old man, do you know my Qingshan Gate disciple?"

"Of course." The village chief sighed, "A few months ago, a young man who claimed to be a disciple of Qingshanmen came here accidentally and said he wanted to go up the mountain to find the seven spirit flowers. How could there be such a kind of spiritual herb? However, no matter how he persuaded him, the young man finally broke up. As a result... hey, he was killed by the bandits in the small mountain village."

"The small mountain village has been living a life of perseverance under the poison of bandits, until a few days ago... Brother Xia Lin arrived here, cleared the bandits, and rescued all the villagers who had been imprisoned for many years." The village chief said here, a little excited.

At this moment, rustling figures appeared in the distance. They were the villagers of the small mountain village, most of whom were rescued back that day. At this time, they were young or old, and men and women were all looking at Xia Lin excitedly.

The village elder burst into tears: "I never thought that I would see such a day in my lifetime."

"Benefactor!"

After saying that, the village chief actually knelt down. Xia Lin was shocked and hurriedly supported him, but he could not help the village chief, but the hundreds of villagers behind him.

Everyone knelt on the ground and expressed their gratitude.

Xia Lin felt mixed for a moment. He did nothing. He just completed his own tasks and rescued the villagers. But what he got was the gratitude of all the villagers in the small mountain village. When he first came, these kind villagers were afraid of being in danger and wanted to drive him away. When he met bandits again, they were willing to let them leave first and the villagers covered them.

The simplicity of these villagers made Xia Lin ashamed. He struggled all the way. He had seen too many conspiracies and tricks, and even killed his brothers. At least his second uncle was ambitious about the position of the village leader. For this reason, he wanted to kill his father and him more than once. Compared with these villagers, his second uncle was simply a scumbag!

Human nature is good, and they are not polluted, which is simply the greatest wealth of God.

The Qingshan Sect disciples on the side lowered their heads awkwardly at this time. Most of the disciples of the sect have a chivalrous and righteous heart. They are so arrogant that they know that they have found the wrong partner, especially Qinglin, who lowered her head and didn't know what to say.

After a long time, Xia Lincai helped these villagers up and said to the village chief: "Village Chief, let everyone go back first. After staying here for a few years, everyone is in poor health, so you need to rest more."

"Don't worry, their bodies are stronger than my old man." The village chief waved his hand and said, "Young Master Xia, go to the village to rest. Everyone has prepared the meal, and wait for you to go."

"That's right, we have nothing to help, we can only treat it well." Dazhuang scratched his head, smiled honestly, and then said with a little hesitantly: "Why... Xiaoling's father said that while Mr. Xia was not leaving, he happened to give me a certificate of marriage, otherwise he would not marry Xiaoling to me."

Xia Lin was stunned, witness the marriage?

The village chief smiled and said, "The child Dazhuang has long lost his parents. He grew up alone and is not very clever. Xiaoling's father has always rejected him because of this. But if Mr. Xia has certified his marriage this time, there must be no problem."

Xia Lin smiled helplessly, but unexpectedly, he was only sixteen years old and wanted to be a witness.
Chapter completed!