These three young men from Yuxu Taoist Temple were all staring at Lin Qinghan, with some other meaning in their eyes.

The leading young man nodded and said, "Okay, according to the rules of the master, the junior sister will sooner or later, so it's not abrupt to carry the junior sister over, so you can go."

When the man with a thief-eyed look on his face, he nodded, and said nothing more, and went straight toward Sylvia Lin. On the way down from the air, he opened his arms and made a hug gesture.

"Get back!"

Zhao Ji waved his hand suddenly, and the surging airflow swept towards the man with a thief-eyed look.

The person who came suddenly changed his face, changed his figure, avoided the airflow that Zhao Ji waved, and then stared at Zhao Ji in the air, snorted coldly: "What do you mean by someone surnamed Zhao?

Take action on me?

Have you eaten the bear heart and the leopard's courage?"

"Oh."

Zhao Ji laughed disdainfully, "So what if you do something to you?"

Warn you, put your hands and feet cleaner, otherwise, your master will not be able to save you even if he comes!"

Zhao Ji's last sentence was the truth, because just now, Zhao Ji had already felt a very obvious murderous intent from Zhang Xuan beside him. Others didn't understand Zhang Xuan, but Zhao Ji knew too much. Zhang Xuan looked harmless on the surface, but in fact, he was more cruel than anyone else when he started to take action. And most importantly, Zhang Xuan had a deep dark side in his heart, which was hidden now, but once it broke out, that result was something that Zhao Ji was completely unwilling to see, and it could even affect the development of the entire civilization. This is no exaggeration! The young man with scattered eyebrows and eyes looked at Zhao Ji unhappily and said, "The people from the Ninth Bureau are worthy of talking to me like this. My master can't save me?

Haha, come on, I want to see how my master can’t save me!”

After the young man with a thief-eyed look, his body moved again and rushed towards Lin Qinghan.

This time, before Zhao Ji took action, Lin Qinghan shouted sweetly: "Get out!"

The phantom behind Lin Qinghan was solidified, and the silver-armored general took action, and a large piece of silver light swept away from people.

The face of the young man with a thief-eyed eyebrows changed sharply again. This time, he did not dodge, but quickly retreated and flashed through this silver-white light.

The young man with a sting-eyed eyebrows and a mouse-eyed stare fixed in the distance, looking at the phantom behind Lin Qinghan. The power of the phantom was completely different from what he thought.

The young man in the Yuxu Taoist Temple also looked at the silver armor phantom behind Lin Qinghan with a serious expression.

"Little junior sister, I have some strength. Just so happen, senior brother is here to play with you!"

The young man with a thief-eyed eyebrows shouted loudly, and a phantom appeared behind him.

Many leaders and members of the forces present saw this scene. They had never seen a fighting style like Lin Qinghan and Yuxu Taoist Temple carrying phantoms.

When a phantom appeared behind the young man with thief-eyed eyebrows, Zhang Xuan and Zhao Ji looked at each other almost at the same time, and both saw obvious doubts in each other's eyes.

The fighting style of the Yuxu Taoist Temple is obviously also a gathering of heroic spirits, but when these three young people appeared, they could see clearly that the leader had the strength of the middle stage of God Fu, and the other two were only in the late stage of Qi Condensation. Among them, this young man with the weakest eyebrows and rat eyes had the weakest, but now, this person has also condensed the heroic spirit! However, the strength of the heroic spirit is much worse.

Take this young man with a thief-eyed look as an example. The heroic spirits he condensed can be easily defeated even in the late stage of God-making.

"Come on, junior sister, let you see my heroic spirit!"

The young man with a thief-eyed eyebrows roared and made a move. He saw the heroic spirit behind him shoot a large light curtain, with a huge momentum.

For the rest of the forces on the surface, the attacks launched by this young man with stingy eyes were particularly violent, because their strength limit was there, and the God-making Realm was already the strongest.

But for Zhang Xuan, Zhao Ji and Lin Qinghan, the attacks made by this young man with stingy eyes were just as weak and powerless as a joke.

Lin Qinghan's eyes were full of disdain. It was no exaggeration to have such an attack method. Lin Qinghan could easily handle it without relying on the silver-armored general behind her.

Just as Lin Qinghan was about to take action, Zhang Xuan's voice came into Lin Qinghan's ears.

"Wife, keep some hands and explore their bottom."

After hearing this, Lin Qinghan suddenly lost a little of her strength, but she just took the move at will.

But Lin Qinghan's casualness was like doing her best to the three people in Yuxu Taoist Temple.

In the center of the earth, Lin Qinghan and Bai Chi and seven others, before thousands of troops and so many masters, have acted in countless dramas. From a certain perspective, Lin Qinghan can definitely be called an old actor. It is still easy to fool these people now.

Lin Qinghan and the young man with thief-eyed eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes passed more than a dozen moves in an instant.

The three young men from Yuxu Taoist Temple looked at the power of the attacks Lin Qinghan fired, and their solemnity and doubts were reduced in their eyes. When they raised it, they completely relieved.

Because just when Lin Qinghan took action, his power was comparable to their master. At this moment, he saw that his strength was not much different from his own.

After more than a dozen moves, Zhang Xuan and Zhao Ji probably understood it.

"This is not a real heroic spirit, or it is a human-like energy condensed in some way."

Zhao Ji spoke, "He is really a group of people who love face. If you are not strong enough, just pretend to be like this first."

"This Yuxu Taoist Temple is quite interesting."

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, "It seems that this place is not as mysterious as you imagine."

"Haha, a group of guys who usually hide their heads and tails can go mysteriously, it's just to try every means to live longer."

Zhao Ji waved his hand indifferently, "Okay, it's boring, I'll go back first. Every day, I'll endure it so sleepy."

Zhang Xuan glanced at Chai Jiuming beside him and said, "Go and stop it."

Chai Jiuming nodded and then took action: "Enough! This is not the place where you fight. If you have the strength, there will be some battles for you to fight next!"

Chai Jiuming rushed into the middle of the two battlefields.

Lin Qinghan had long since wanted to fight, so she took the move and retreated.

However, the young man with a thief-eyed look was still unwilling to give up. He tried several moves to keep Lin Qinghan, but he was blocked by Chai Jiuming.

"Does the people from the Shenyin Society even care about our Yuxu Taoist Temple?"

The young man with a thief-eyed eyebrows stared at Chai Jiuming.

Chai Jiuming shook his head, "The current situation is not for you to fight in the internal battle. I think you elders of Yuxu Taoist Temple are more than this overall view."

The young man with a sneered eyebrows and looked at Lin Qinghan and said, "Okay, that little sister, you are lucky this time. Please wait for your senior brother. Next time, senior brother will have fun with you."

(Tonight's chapter)
Chapter completed!