Lin Shanhou frowned slightly, that shrill and cold voice seemed a little familiar, where had he heard it before.
Immediately, when two black shadows floated across the wall of Linshan Courtyard like black clouds, Linshanhou's expression changed, and he finally remembered.
"How dare you come to this Marquis' place." Lin Shanhou was furious.
This person is the pseudo-transcendent of Mofengtang who fought with him not long ago and lost both.
"Under the world, is there any place that I dare not go to." The leader of the man in black laughed strangely, and his voice was extremely piercing.
"Since you're here, don't even think about returning to the Demon Wind Hall alive." Lin Shanhou sneered, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
Everyone was horrified.
Magic Wind Hall!
The three words were very sensitive, and immediately made everyone alert, with sharp eyes and a bit of murderous intent.
The Mofengtang is causing chaos everywhere, and now it dares to appear here blatantly, it is simply too arrogant.
Wu Shanhou also stared wide-eyed, bursting out fierce murderous intent, locking the black-robed man Yin Luosheng.
"Since I dare to come, I'm sure I'll get out, and you won't be able to keep me." Yin Luosheng said with a chuckle, it sounded very unpleasant, but it was the truth.
In front of the pseudo-transcendent realm, even dozens of true martial realms can't do anything to them. They can come and go freely. The same pseudo-transcendent realm may be able to defeat the opponent, but it is extremely difficult to kill the opponent. Even if there are two pseudo-transcendents joining forces, if the other party wants to escape, at most they will pay a little price.
This is also the reason why Lin Shanhou didn't make a direct move. He had fought with this person before, and both won and lost.
"What purpose?" Lin Shanhou asked himself to calm down.
"As expected of a prince." Yin Luo smiled strangely, which sounded like praise and sarcasm: "It's very simple, I will bring my disciples here, and have a bet with your disciples."
"Gambling war..." Lin Shanhou was puzzled.
"Gambling war!" Situ Zhan and other people in Silver Knife Fort were secretly startled, thinking that people from Mofengtang were also here to compete for the earth-level superb skill Hun Tian Po Yuan Jin.
Everyone was even more surprised, another one came for Linshan Hou's novice disciple, Chen Zong was very helpless, he became the target again.
A cold and sharp gaze fell on Chen Zong through the black robe. Chen Zong looked over, but couldn't see clearly the figure under the black robe.
"My disciple's cultivation base is still weak, and his combat power is no more than three-star." Lin Shanhou frowned slightly, completely unable to understand what the devil in Mofengtang was doing.
"My disciple's own combat strength does not exceed three stars." Yin Luosheng specially explained: "My disciple Sheng, Tianluo Mountain belongs to my Mofengtang, and you are not allowed to interfere by any means when you are near the mountain. Disciple wins, Mofengtang will never set foot in Linshan County."
It only said that Linshan Hou should not interfere, and did not mention other forces. First, because Linshan County is under the jurisdiction of Linshan Hou, only Lin Shan Hou has this right. Second, even if other forces want to interfere, Mofengtang I don't care about it either.
This bet is not insignificant.
If it is defeated, Mofengtang will openly enter Linshan County to develop and grow. It will not be a good thing for any force in Linshan County to divide up the territory of Linshan County and embezzle the resources of Linshan County.
But the current Mofengtang, even though it hasn't developed and grown in Linshan County, is moving around to search, which has caused a lot of impact, but it's not clear where they are, so it's hard to deal with.
If he wins, Mofengtang will completely withdraw from Linshan County, and will not take half a step from now on, and will not affect all forces.
Both advantages and disadvantages are straightforward and obvious.
Lin Shanhou didn't answer immediately, weighing the pros and cons.
The significance of this gamble is different from that of the Silver Knife Fort gamble, and must be treated with caution.
Yin Luosheng didn't urge him, but waited quietly, with a trace of coldness emanating from his whole body.
Wu Shanhou also stood aside and didn't speak. Although he and Lin Shanhou were at odds, in this case, he was very clear about how to choose and had a clear stand.
If he hadn't been unsure, he would have killed the man in black long ago.
However, now it depends on Lin Shanhou's choice.
Many eyes fell on Lin Shanhou's face, which made Lin Shanhou feel a kind of pressure, as if invisible, his shoulders were much heavier.
"Of course, you can also choose to attack me." Yin Luosheng smiled suddenly, without any fear, since he dared to come here, he was sure to retreat unscathed.
"Master, it's up to you to decide." Aware of Lin Shanhou's gaze, Chen Zong bowed and said.
"In that case, let's fight." Lin Shanhou directly made a decision.
"Master Hou is so brave." Yin Luo laughed strangely.
"Wait a moment." Duan Zhixing said suddenly, stood up and bowed to Lin Shanhou: "Master Hou, the matter is very important, I, Aojian Villa, would like to contribute, let my son take the lead."
"Hey, are you guys going to fight together or join forces?" Yin Luosheng's words were full of sarcasm, making people blush.
"Many thanks to Master Duan, but Chen Zong can take the lead in this battle." Lin Shanhou said.
In the final analysis, the bet proposed by Yin Luosheng was his disciples and Lin Shanhou's disciples, not others. If Lin Shanhou agreed, he could not go against it.
There are rules in the world of warriors, which have nothing to do with cultivation or status. Of course, some people will abide by them, and some people will not.
Lin Shanhou will abide by it, this is his own character.
"Fight against me, be prepared to die." Yin Luosheng's disciple said, his voice was in the same way as Yin Luosheng's, it seemed cold, and a trace of murderous intent seemed to cover Chen Zong's body through the air, and the Yin wind hit.
Stepping forward, Yin Luosheng's disciple came striding forward, the gloomy and cold breath became stronger and stronger, the gloomy wind blew, and the temperature of the surrounding air dropped rapidly.
"It won't be me who will die." Chen Zong responded calmly, pulled out the Red Thunder Sword and Gu Que Sword, and walked slowly towards the opponent. Under the steps, his aura was also raised, and the sharpness was astonishing.
Everyone stared at him with wide eyes. Just from his aura, he could feel that Linshan Hou disciple Chen Zong's cultivation was at the peak of the eighth rank of strength training. That's right, it was the peak of the eighth rank, not the late eighth rank.
The cultivation of Yin Luosheng's disciples is at the early stage of the Ninth Rank of Practicing Jinjing.
Two super geniuses.
Yang Tianzhao was quite helpless, originally this was supposed to be a battle between him and Chen Zong, Wu Shanhou was also a little stunned, originally he was a spoiler, but now he has become a bystander.
However, it's good to have a look, the strength of my disciple is very clear, but I don't know the strength of Linshan Hou's disciple, this battle, I can see clearly, who is superior to my disciple Flying Ape Low, it can be seen at a glance.
Chen Zong and Yin Luosheng's disciples kept approaching each other, and the distance was less than ten meters. In an instant, both of them entered the state of unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and Chen Zong could feel that the unity of spirit, energy and spirit of the other party had also reached a perfect state.
When the distance was shortened to ten meters, Yin Luosheng's disciples suddenly erupted, like a black wind whizzing towards him, extremely fast, and surprisingly cold, like a dark wind roaring.
Chen Zong only felt the black shadow flickering in front of him, and the opponent had already passed ten meters. This speed was not much better than his own when he used the dust-shocking step. His black and wide robe sleeves waved, causing bursts of cyclones. Chen Zong even caught a glimpse A black light shot out from it, it was a palm print.
The palm print is black, condensing a high degree of inner strength, and its power is terrifying. It can shatter fine steel with one palm, and press it hard against Chen Zong's chest. The highly concentrated palm pressure directly compresses the air under the palm and collapses. The palm print has not yet arrived , Chen Zong could feel the terrifying power contained in it, if he was hit by this palm, even his Hunyuan body could not resist it.
Quick, sudden, and violent, Chen Zong didn't panic at all, he didn't dodge or dodge, and pierced through the air with his sword.
Like red lightning tearing through the sky, he fought back with astonishing sharpness and domineering, piercing the opponent's face with a sword.
It seemed like a way of killing each other, but Yin Luosheng's disciple had to dodge.
Although Chen Zong could be hit with a single palm, it might not be able to kill him, and if he was stabbed with a sword, the probability of death was even greater.
The decisive palm quickly flew back like a black cloud, while Chen Zong's sword pursued closely, passing a dazzling ray of light, and suddenly accelerated, piercing the opponent.
Unexpectedly, it was just a phantom.
The moment the sword pierced through the opponent, Chen Zong knew he was in vain, and turned around without hesitation.
Yin Luosheng's disciple was appearing under Gu Que's sword, as if he had been sent to Chen Zong's sword to wait for death. His arms were raised, and his inner strength was poured into him. It was like cast of fine steel, resisting Gu Que's slash.
The chirping of gold and iron was ear-piercing, and Chen Zong could feel the vibration from Gu Que Sword.
"Death!" Yin Luosheng's disciple resisted Gu Que's slash with one hand, and pierced through the sleeve of his robe with the other hand, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and struck Chen Zong's heart fiercely from a strange and tricky angle.
Destroy the heart with one palm!
Before the strength came, Chen Zong already felt his heart beating violently as if he had been hit.
Huntian Poyuan... The Great Flying Dragon Sword!
After his cultivation reached the peak of Rank 8, Chen Zong's internal strength became more powerful, domineering and sharper. It was poured into the Red Thunder Sword, and the dragon roar burst out, and the sword light burst out, turning into a red flying dragon. Yin Luo gave birth to disciples.
Three-star extreme combat power!
Both Chen Zong and Mofengtang Yin Luosheng's disciples possessed three-star limit fighting power.
Yin Luosheng's disciple has a three-star extreme combat power. Everyone is not surprised. It would be strange if he didn't. It's just that they all heard that at the gathering half a month ago, Chen Zong's combat power had only reached the peak of a three-star battle. In just one month, it has reached the three-star limit. This kind of improvement is too amazing.
"If you give this son more time, wouldn't it be..."
"At least four-star combat power is inevitable."
Three-star combat power can only rule the roost in a county, and can only be famous in a state, but in the entire dynasty, it is nothing. The stage for the young talent of the entire dynasty.
It can be said that the current Chen Zong already has the qualifications to step onto the stage of the dynasty's younger generation of geniuses. The only difference is some time. According to the potential that Chen Zong has shown, this time will not be too long.
Lin Shanhou looked calm, because he already knew that Chen Zong had a three-star limit combat power, and it was not as simple as an ordinary three-star limit.
(end of this chapter)