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Yin Rulin killed all the way, and defeated not one hundred or seventy or eighty. At this moment, he was covered in blood, standing with a sword, and looked at the demon disciple who surrounded him without fear, with a sneer on his lips. Search: \(????) Watch fine literature for free
He Ling then Shi Shiran walked out of the forest and waved away the congregation.
The left guardian Yao Jing who led the crowd was still wounded on his shoulder, but it was Yin Rulin who injured him. He glanced at Tan Zao, who was following He Lingze, smiled gloomily, and cast a wink at Tan Zao, his hand still at his neck. Scratched.
He Ling turned his head sensitively, and Yao Jing immediately put his hand on his shoulder, looking like he was dying.
Tan Zao: "..."
Yao Jing said sternly: "Then the subordinate will go back first and wait for the good news. The right protector must be very careful. This traitor has high martial arts."
He Ling heard him "care about" Tan Zao, and immediately said unhappily: "Go back, don't worry about it."
"Yes." Yao Jing cupped his hands honestly, and then took advantage of his hands to cover his face, winked at Tan Zao before leaving.
Tan Zao was speechless, and it was also very helpless to be so annoying to himself.
Yin Rulin was on the side, but he took all this into his eyes and looked at Tan Zao with a bit of contempt in his eyes.
To be in a high position in exchange for murdering a master and defecting is just such a situation.
Tan Zao felt his gaze, his eyes were erratic, and he did not dare to look at him. Before this, he, who was mediocre in martial arts, would not have been caught in Yin Rulin's eyes. This was the first time Yin Rulin had looked at him, but with indescribable contempt.
He Ling saw it in his eyes and sneered again and again, "You use a sword?"
Yin Rulin said proudly: "If you are defeated by my sword, it will not be in vain."
He Ling didn't bring any weapons. Hearing this, he pulled out his saber from Tan Zao's waist with his backhand, caressed the body of the sword, his voice was as cold as ice, "Yuan, I want to let you go because of my old feelings. If you want to court death, the leader will fulfill you."
Yin Rulin held his sword across his chest, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Tan Zao is inexplicable, isn't it the first time these two meet, why are they like old lovers
He Ling raised his hand slowly, his eyes were cold, and he actually posed exactly the same pose as Yin Rulin.
Yin Rulin's pupils shrank suddenly, "You!"
He Ling said nothing and raised his chin.
For some reason, Tan Zao saw that He Ling just learned Yin Rulin's pose, and Yin Rulin's face turned red with anger. His heart was beating so fast, what would Yin Rulin lose
Tan Zao never doubted that Yin Rulin would definitely lose, but he didn't expect that Yin Rulin, who had become famous as a young man and rushed in with a mighty force before, would lose so quickly—even if he was physically weak, he wouldn't lose so embarrassingly.
But Tan Zao was even more surprised by He Ling's sword move against the enemy.
Yin Rulin made it the unique skill of Zhengqi Pavilion, the swordsmanship of wandering immortals.
He Ling's enemy is also this set of swordsmanship! And it makes him more skilled and better than Yin Rulin.
It seems that Yin Rulin knew that He Ling might be able to use this sword technique, and he would show humiliation earlier, but he may not have thought that he would be defeated completely. He was most proud of being crushed by He Ling. become scum.
He was covered in blood, lying on the ground with his eyes closed, almost breathless.
Tan Zao looked dumbfounded.
He Ling threw off the blood stains on the sword, turned back to Tan Zao and said, "Go and kill him."
At that moment, He Lingze's eyes were terrifying. It wasn't murderous, but he didn't care about the lives of others, and was extremely indifferent.
Tan Zao walked over and looked at Yin Rulin on the ground.
Yin Rulin opened his eyes and looked at Tan Zao, "I really don't want to die in your hands..."
It is a shame to die in the hands of Tan Zao.
Tan Zao said, "Yin Shaoxia, you'll have a moment."
Yin Rulin: "..."
He closed his eyes.
He Ling stuffed Tan Zao's sword back to him.
Tan Zao was not in a hurry to kill, but said: "So, this person has an old relationship with the leader?"
He Ling said: "There is a patriarch of his sect, who has an old relationship with me. Otherwise, how could he avoid so many organs in the mountains. If not, why should anyone stop him, he has already been trapped in the organs. "
Tan Zao said in surprise: "In the right way, there are people who know about the organs in the mountains! The leader..."
"Don't worry." He Ling didn't take it to heart at all. "It stands to reason that only the pavilion owner of Zhengqi Pavilion knows about it, and it must not be passed on. It seems that this kid is the pavilion owner in the future..."
He Ling said lightly: "Because of the friendship in the old years, we only informed the method of entering the mountain. The pavilion master of Zhengqi Pavilion in the past once said that he would never use this to endanger the holy religion, and it would be like this from generation to generation. , but that's it."
Yin Rulin opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, and turned his head sullenly.
Tan Zao thought to himself, this great sect of the righteous way and the demon sect were once so close, but after all, righteousness and evil are incompatible...
"Then I can't kill him..." Tan Zao suddenly said, "Send this perfidious person back and see how his master will deal with him and preserve his reputation?"
When he said this, he was also a little frightened. This was actually a way to test He Lingze's bottom line. He didn't know what the upper limit of He Lingze's tolerance for him was, but he wanted to know. Probably as a traitor, that's how insecure it is.
He Ling didn't care about it at all, he said nonchalantly, "Just be happy."
He said so, his eyes still fixed on Tan Zao.
He usually stared at Tan Zao like this, but this time, Tan Zao was particularly uneasy. Tan Zao suddenly smiled and said: "But Yin Shaoxia can't be so cheap. What if both master and apprentice are villains."
He Lingze: "Huh?"
Tan Zao smiled slightly and slashed Yin Rulin's right palm with one sword!
"Ah!!!" Yin Rulin's blood was pouring out, and his screams resounded through the mountains and forests.
Tan Zao stepped into the moon gate and saw Yin Rulin and Ruan Fengzhang both watching him at the stone table.
After hesitating for a moment, Tan Zao approached slowly, "George Yin."
He stared at Yin Rulin's right hand, where the sleeves were empty... He realized that he was inappropriate, quickly looked away, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Yin Rulin smiled lightly, but he hasn't seen him for five years. He is much older than he was back then. He is in his thirties and has grey hair on his temples, but his temperament is much calmer. He scrutinized Tan Zao's face carefully and exclaimed, "It really is exactly the same. If my brother hadn't reminded me earlier, I would have thought it was a haunted day."
Tan Zao smiled awkwardly.
Yin Rulin looked at him and suddenly smiled: "You seem to be a little afraid of me?"
Tan Zao: "No, no."
Yin Rulin: "What are you afraid of? You are not Tan Zao, and you didn't cut my hand. I won't be angry with you."
Ruan Fengzhang raised his eyebrows and looked at him with doubts in his eyes.
Yin Rulin twitched the corners of his mouth. Back then, the story of his single entry into the Demon Sect spread all over the world. What he said was that after he went in and made a big kill, he retreated completely. The strange thing was that after returning, the pavilion master at that time, his master, cut off his right arm with a sword in a fit of rage. Many people in the arena were puzzled. Not long afterward, the old pavilion owner died in depression, and everyone secretly speculated that the old pavilion owner had long since lost his mind. Some people also said that the old pavilion master did it on purpose. Before his death, he finally tempered the young and vigorous Yin Rulin - no, the left-hand sword of Yin pavilion is better than the past.
That is to say, no one knew that his right palm was cut off, and it was cut by Tan Zao. No one knew that the old pavilion master cut off his right arm because—"What's the use of keeping your right arm for someone like you?! You are not worthy of using a sword!"
But before the old pavilion owner died, he still forgave Yin Rulin. He still passed on the pavilion owner to Yin Rulin and encouraged him, which caused Yin Rulin to break down and stand up.
After five years, Yin Rulin confided the truth to his friend.
Only then did Ruan Fengzhang know the inside story. He remained silent. No one doubted how Yin Rulin could get out of his body, but at that time they needed to let everyone know that the Demon Sect was not as indestructible as they thought. Those rumors about how Yin Rulin broke the Demon Sect, to a certain extent, were fueled by someone.
Yin Rulin sighed, "I thought it was over..."
Tan Zao touched his face and said in his heart, I thought too. gd1806102
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