The man looked quite handsome, but when he recognized Lin Xun, there was a haze between his brows, and a feeling of anger or fear surged in his heart.

This man is none other than Mo Feng, the descendant of Lingji School.

When the sect trial was conducted in Ziniu Mountain, they were teased by Lin Xun repeatedly because of a question of apology, and they were so depressed and angry that they almost vomited blood.

But in the end, they still confessed and did not dare to retaliate, because even Yue Jianming appreciated Lin Xun. Under such circumstances, how could they have the courage to take revenge?

However, Mo Feng never expected that he would meet Lin Xun again in this Yandu City.

"Do you recognize this son?"

The old man next to him spoke. He was wearing a sapphire blue robe, his hair was in a bun, his skin was as smooth as a baby, and he looked like a fairy.

His name is Han Yanque, and Lingji sent an elder from the upper realm of the wheel, and he is also Mo Feng's mentor.

"Yeah." Mo Feng nodded.

After thinking for a while, he said bitterly: "Master, in the sect competition a few days ago, the reason why our Lingji Sect ranked at the bottom is that we were disturbed by this person during the trial."

Speaking of this, Mo Feng felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart, and said, "Speaking of which, we were at fault first and inadvertently offended each other, which caused such a disaster."

"It turned out to be disturbed by this son, which is reasonable."

Han Yanque had a strange look on his face, and his voice had an indescribable taste.

This made Mo Feng startled. He originally thought that Han Yanque would definitely be angry or reprimand him, but he never thought it would be such a reaction.

What surprised Mo Feng the most was that the next moment Han Yanque raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him warmly: "It's not a loss for you to lose in his hands, this son's fighting power is extremely terrifying and ferocious. It's already very good to be ruthless against you."

Mo Feng was a little confused, what's the situation? How could the stern master in the past become so easy to talk?

And he comforted himself for the first time ever!

Mo Feng had the urge to shed tears. For many years, Master, who has been strict with him, has never comforted him like this?

Han Yanque's mood at this moment is also extremely complicated.

He had seen Lin Xun. Back then, he had seen with his own eyes how Lin Xun showed his might and ascended the Xingzuo Peak with his own eyes. Almost no one dared to stop him along the way!

The most incredible thing is that in the end, even the old monster withered vines was dispatched and failed to kill the young man, and he was pulled away by a treasure ship that was suspected of being a holy treasure!

Under such circumstances, knowing that his disciple had been teased by Lin Xun, he naturally understood, because he knew very well that Mo Feng could not be the opponent of that young man at all.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Han Yanque suddenly remembered something. The treasure ship in the boy's hand was a mysterious and unfathomable treasure. It was suspected of being a legendary holy treasure, and it could even avoid the suppression of the ancient holy formation of Starfall Peak!

Thinking of this, Han Yanque couldn't help but feel a greed in his heart, and immediately ordered: "You stay here and keep an eye on this son. I have an urgent matter, so I will return to the sect first."

He wants to go back and discuss with the senior leaders of the Lingji faction. If he can seize this opportunity to capture a sacred treasure for the sect, it will definitely be no less than a great fortune!

Holy Treasure, possessing the divine power that can reach the sky and the world, the terror is boundless, if you can have it, you can definitely make their Lingji Sect stand out from the "four clans and three clans" forces and become the real overlord of this Fire Spirit State!

"You must hurry up

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, don't miss it! "

The more Han Yan thought about it, the more greedy he felt in his heart, and there were signs that he couldn't control it, so he couldn't wait to take action immediately.

But he finally held back, knowing that this matter could not be remembered and must be carefully planned.

After all, the young man seemed to be in the Heavenly Cave Realm, but he was able to escape the kill from the old withered vine. If he could not be captured with one blow, the consequences would be really unpredictable.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Mo Feng is not stupid. He can become a leader among the younger generation of Lingji School. When it comes to talent and mind, he is far beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

The first time he noticed that the decision of the master at this moment was probably related to Lin Xun who had just entered the Songyan Dojo!

"You don't have to know about these things. You just need to keep an eye on the young man and keep track of his tracks. Remember, don't startle the snakes!"

Han Yanque gave some serious instructions and hurried away.

Seeing this, Mo Feng's heart froze for a moment, and a bad premonition surged up. It seems that the master is going back to the sect to ask for help to deal with the boy?

He took a deep breath, suppressed the surprise in his heart, clenched his teeth sharply, and walked into the Songyan Martial Arts Field.

...

Songyan Dojo.

In the rest area, a graceful, cold-tempered girl sat quietly in the corner. She was wearing a black dress, and a silver-white mask like snow covered the upper half of her face, revealing only a trace of perfectly curved and full red lips. , the chin is pointed, white and crystal clear.

She sat there casually, looking cold and mysterious, her pair of clear eyes were crystal clear like gems, and quiet like lake water.

"Miss, there is no way for you to hide here. The elders of the sect are all waiting for you to go back." Next to him, an old woman in blue sighed, a little helpless.

"I've already said that I won't see anyone before the Great World War, but they just don't listen. If that's the case, let them have a headache."

The girl spoke casually, her voice was as cold as snow, ding dong like sounds of nature, her words were casual, but there was a charm that could not be violated.

This added an intimidating aura to her, even if she sat there casually, there was a sense of loneliness that could not be blasphemed.

The old woman in Tsing Yi became more and more helpless, but she seemed to dote on the girl in front of her very much.

"I am very angry."

Suddenly, the girl sat up straight, and a look of annoyance flashed from her star-like clear eyes, "It's just a little bit, you can find out a master who is dormant in the ancient holy formation of Xingzhui Peak, but in the end it is still He escaped!"

She pursed her full red lips and exuded a chilling breath all over her body. "So far in my practice, this is the first time I've missed a hand. If I find out who that guy is, I'll have to beat him up."

The old woman in Tsing Yi seemed to be a little nervous, and said quickly, "Miss, that Xingzuofeng has disappeared, and this matter is over, you must not go to the horns."

The girl snorted and stood up.

At that moment, she was like a green lotus emerging from the water, her graceful figure was fully revealed, her legs were straight and slender, her waist was full of grips, and even a black dress could not hide her perfect body line.

On her face, even though half of her peerless face was covered by the mask, she could only see from her crystal-clear suet-like skin, upturned nose bridge, and full-curved red lips that this girl had a unique personality. It is enough to amaze the beauty of the world.

This is a cool, serene and detached aura, so unique and eye-catching that it makes one feel ashamed just by looking at it from a distance.

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filth, and dare not feel a trace of blasphemy in your heart.

"Miss, what are you doing?" The old woman in Tsing Yi was startled.

"Of course it's to play on stage." The girl in the black dress said casually.

"You want to fight other cultivators here?"

The old woman in Tsing Yi was stunned and speechless for a while, she knew too well how terrifying the girl's heritage was!

Not to mention in this small martial arts field, let alone Huo Lingzhou, just looking at the younger generation of the entire Xiheng world, there are absolutely a handful of people who are qualified to be this girl's opponent!

But now, she has to take the stage in a first-class martial arts field in Yandu City, and compete with other cultivators, which makes people laugh and cry.

"It's just for fun, otherwise I'll be too depressed, I have to release it."

The girl in the black dress said casually, and she swept away in the distance.

"It's okay to play, if you can vent your depression, you may have a chance to change your mind and return to the sect..." The old woman in Tsing Yi pondered.

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boom!

In the arena, Lin Xun once again defeated an opponent. This was his 19th winning streak, and he won very calmly from beginning to end.

Yes, calm!

From the very beginning of his stage, he suppressed his strength and concentrated on tempering his martial arts, and he was very light on winning and losing.

Not to mention exciting and attractive, all I want is to hone martial arts.

The twentieth match was about to begin. Lin Xun was resting on the side, thinking about how much the spiritual essence he had earned these days could be exchanged for the middle-level concentrating jade.

Um?

Suddenly, as if feeling something, Lin Xun raised his head and looked to the other side of the ring, where a graceful girl with a silver mask came.

She was wearing a black dress, tall and slender, with a waist like a silk tie, shoulders as sharp as knives, and a pair of clear pupils as quiet as the stars in the sky.

When she came to the ring, she took out a cyan headband and tied her long black hair behind her head, revealing a fair and slender gooseneck. Her movements are not fast, but she has a freehand rhythm and beauty, leisurely and calm, and pleasing to the eye.

"This is my opponent in the twentieth match?" Lin Xun's intuition was extremely keen, and he immediately judged that this girl in a black dress with a cold temperament and a lonely and serene temperament should be a good opponent.

This finally made Lin Xun feel a little bit of interest in his heart, like meeting a confidant in wine and an opponent in a chess game, which made him even look forward to it.

These days, he has never met a worthy opponent, and he regrets it in his heart, but now the appearance of this black dress girl will undoubtedly look very different!

"Hope you don't let me down."

Lin Xun murmured in his heart.

"what?"

When the black dress girl stepped into the ring, she was bound by blue silk, her figure was detached, and she had a sassy appearance.

She also noticed Lin Xun, and at first she disapproved, but she soon felt that this was a very different guy.

Although the breath of his body is plain, it is round and accessible, with a back-to-basics charm, which is very rare among the younger generation, and can be called a genius.

This surprised the girl in the black dress. She originally just wanted to relieve her sullenness and get on the ring to play, but she never thought about it, but she seemed to meet a good opponent.

"Hope you'll be fine..."

The corners of the black skirt girl's shiny and seductive lips evoked a faint arc.

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