Lin Tian turned his head and looked, his brows suddenly condensed. He remembered that he had seen this middle-aged man somewhere.
He frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"It's you."
He said solemnly.
Back when Leng Feng led the strong men of the Leng family to assassinate him on the streets of the Imperial City, he saved a middle-aged drunkard from the rain of arrows, and it was this person.
The middle-aged drunkard smelled of alcohol, stared at Lin Tian and laughed: "Little brother, do you have any wine?"
"No, I don't like it either."
Lin Tian said.
As he said that, he tilted his head and looked at Han He and the three people opposite him again.
"No!" The middle-aged drunkard came up and hooked Lin Tian's neck very familiarly: "How about you treat me to a drink and I will help you fight? Is it fair?"
"unnecessary."
Lin Tiandao.
The middle-aged drunkard was stunned, took a big gulp of wine, raised his thumb and said, "You have character, I like it!"
With that said, the middle-aged drunkard walked away minding his own business and actually sat down on the side of the street.
"Tasting wine and watching a show is a happy life."
The middle-aged drunkard said drunkenly.
Many onlookers stared at the middle-aged drunkard and shook their heads.
"This guy has drunk enough and his eyesight is gone. He actually dares to stick to the battlefield at this time."
"There are really people who are not afraid of death."
"So, as for wine, just drink it in moderation. If you drink too much, you may die without knowing how."
Someone muttered.
Han He and the other three glanced at the middle-aged drunkard, and then turned their attention to Lin Tian again.
"Lin Tian, stop now. It's still too late to stop. We will intercede on your behalf."
Han He said.
Liu Lan also stared at Lin Tian. Neither of them wanted Lin Tian to die here.
Lin Tian's face was expressionless, and the Zhongling Sword was wrapped with the light of thunder and fire, pointing straight forward.
"If you don't kill him, you will be a man in vain."
He said coldly.
Zhu Wudao felt Lin Tian's murderous intention, and his expression suddenly became darker.
The white-haired old man snorted coldly and said: "Han He, what nonsense are you talking to this thief! Take it down!"
With that said, the white-haired old man rushed over.
"Buzz!"
The palm of the arm was waved out, and immediately, dense palm prints appeared in the air, one on top of the other.
Lin Tian raised his hand, Zhongling Sword shook, and the boundless sword light swept away.
The two fought together again, palms and swords constantly colliding.
It has to be said that those who are strong in the Sea of Consciousness realm are extraordinary. The white-haired old man collided with the Heart Spirit Sword with his palms, but his palms were not damaged at all, as if they were made of diamond, which was shocking.
Lin Tian drew his sword with his backhand and slashed out with a spin.
With a clang, a spiral fire sword rain formed. Lin Tian turned sideways and slashed diagonally towards the white-haired old man.
This blow moved many people.
"This is... a blind spot!"
"What a tricky attack technique!"
"this… "
Many warriors were frightened.
This sword seems simple, but it is difficult to avoid. Many people think that if they were to do it themselves, they would definitely be stabbed.
In the distance, Han He and Liu Lan looked at this sword and were a little surprised.
The white-haired old man was slightly startled, and seemed to be shocked by the sword, but the next moment, the old man snorted coldly, twisted his body, and made a very strange movement, barely avoiding the sword.
"break!"
The white-haired old man raised his hand and made a palm print towards Lin Tian.
Lin Tian pulled away and retreated quickly, holding the Zhongling Sword across his chest to block the white-haired old man's palm.
With a clang, he took a dozen steps back, his arms numbing slightly. Staring at the white-haired old man again, the cold light in his eyes became stronger, and the power of thunder flames on the Zhongling Sword became stronger.
"You think you can deal with a strong person in the Sea of Consciousness Realm with your little skills?"
The white-haired old man said coldly, the sword move just now was indeed terrifying and difficult to avoid. Under the realm of sea of consciousness, anyone who transforms into a person will probably die. However, the strong ones in the Consciousness Sea Realm are different. The strong ones in the Consciousness Sea Realm have the power of divine consciousness. This power can capture some attack trajectories, so they can avoid them more effectively.
With that said, the white-haired old man pressed towards Lin Tian again.
Lin Tian's face was expressionless, and the Zhongling Sword pointed straight ahead.
The white-haired old man snorted coldly. He was very dissatisfied with Lin Tian's attitude. He shot out with a pause, waving his palms repeatedly, hitting divine light palm prints all over the sky, which seemed to smash the air to pieces and block it. Across ten directions.
Lin Tian stepped forward to meet him, and his Zhongling Sword shook, sweeping out the sword beams all over the sky.
"clang!"
"clang!"
"clang!"
The white-haired old man's through-arm palms can be said to be very strong. His hands are forged like steel and are hard to be damaged by swords. At this time, the palm of the white-haired old man collided with the Soul Sword in Lin Tian's hand, making a clanging metal sound.
"Kora Yue Palm!"
Suddenly, the white-haired old man gave a cold shout.
Looking at this palm, many people were moved, because this palm was very similar to the sword Lin Tian had just struck. It also attacked from a blind angle and was difficult to avoid.
"Oops!"
Some people shook their heads.
Staring at the palm swung by the white-haired old man, Lin Tian naturally felt a great threat, but his expression was always calm. At this moment, Tianyi Soul Technique started to operate crazily, and the tyrannical soul power spread all around instantly, making his ability to sense things around him instantly rise to a critical point.
Looking at the palm of the white-haired old man again, it instantly became extremely clear. It was also at this critical moment that Lin Tian did not dodge. He raised his left hand and swung it from the side. He actually grabbed the wrist of the arm that the white-haired old man waved and held it tightly like a pliers. stuck.
"you!"
The white-haired old man was suddenly shocked. His palm was actually blocked like this!
At this moment, the Heartfelt Sword in Lin Tian's right hand vibrated, making a harsh sword whistle and slashing down from top to bottom.
"Damn it!"
The white-haired old man's expression changed drastically.
At the same time, Zhu Wudao shouted: "Elder Han, Elder Liu, why don't you help me!"
Han He and Liu Lan had no choice but to rush out together, slashing down with their swords.
Lin Tian's sword was about to fall on the white-haired old man, but at this moment, Han He and Liu Lan's swords rushed towards him, forcing his sword to change direction. He changed his long sword from slashing to drawing, and faced the sword light of Han He and Liu Lan. At the same time, he kicked the white-haired old man in the abdomen from behind.
With a bang, the white-haired old man flew backwards.
At the same time, Lin Tian also pulled away and retreated several feet away.
Turning his head to stare at Han He and Liu Lan, Lin Tian's eyes became more indifferent.
"Feel sorry."
Han He shook his head.
Liu Lan also sighed, and the long knife in his hand exuded a little light.
At this time, some of the onlookers around were stunned, amazed that Lin Tian had just broken the white-haired old man's killer palm.
"This...how did he avoid it? He has no consciousness!"
"Is it an innate spiritual sense?"
"How is it possible that the natural spiritual sense can be comparable to the power of divine consciousness? How can it be possible to enter the sea of consciousness in the future!?"
Many people are heartbroken.
Not far away, on the roadside, a middle-aged drunkard stared at Lin Tian with a glint in his eyes.
"It's really a little monster."
After muttering to himself, the middle-aged drunkard began to drink heavily again.
The white-haired old man stood up from a distance, his face looked a little ugly, and he was ashen: "Beast!" He was a strong man in the Sea of Consciousness Realm, but he was chopped and kicked once by a monk in the Divine Vein Realm. This was really embarrassing. .
"Three elders, please join us and suppress this rebel party quickly!"
Zhu Wudao shouted.
The white-haired old man didn't need these words, because he had already rushed out immediately.
Han He and Liu Lan sighed and also faced Lin Tian.
Lin Tian raised his head and stared at Zhu Wudao, his eyes filled with cold killing intent.
"Whoosh!"
He rushed towards the three of them like a ray of light, and then he raised his left hand and punched out.
Immediately, a bright light erupted from his fist, which was extremely powerful and forced the three of them away.
"Nirvana Fist?"
Han He was shocked.
The white-haired old man snorted coldly, raised his arms to meet him, and slapped him down with one palm.
There was a scoff, and immediately, the light of the Nirvana Fist that Lin Tian swept out was shattered with a palm. After all, the white-haired old man is a real powerhouse in the Sea of Consciousness realm. Although the light of the Nirvana Fist is terrifying, it is not enough to threaten the powerhouse in the Sea of Consciousness head-on.
However, the next moment, the white-haired old man rushed towards Lin Tian, but his expression changed.
"Where are the people!"
The white-haired old man was startled.
At the same time, other onlookers also changed their colors, and Lin Tian's figure completely disappeared at this moment.
Han He and Liu Lan stared ahead, suddenly thinking of Lin Tian's other identity, their expressions suddenly changed. The two of them displayed their spiritual consciousness almost at the same time, and then they retreated together and rushed towards Zhu Wudao.
"Keng!"
Han He took action and slashed in Zhu Wudao's direction with his sword.
This action made everyone change their color.
"this… "
"What?"
"how… "
Seeing Han He actually swinging his sword towards the new king Zhu Wudao, all the onlookers were shocked.
Zhu Wudao also changed his expression and shouted: "Elder Han, what are you doing!"
As he said that, Zhu Wudao ducked to avoid it.
At this time, the white-haired old man shouted: "Your Highness, don't move! The traitor is approaching you!"
As he said that, the white-haired old man took a step towards Zhu Wudao.
Zhu Wudao suddenly remembered that when Lin Tian seemed to be able to hide his body for a short time in the Beast Demon Ridge, it suddenly became clear.
With a clang, Han He's sword light arrived, passed across Zhu Wudao's chest, and struck the air with a clang. Then, almost at the same time, Lin Tian's figure appeared in front of Zhu Wudao, with the Zhongling Sword lying across his chest, just blocking Han He's sword light.
"Suffer death!"
The white-haired old man rushed over, pressed down with a palm, and the violent palm power shook the world.
With this palm, the white-haired old man used all his strength.
Lin Tian used the light of the Nirvana Fist to attract the attention of the three people, and then used the wind pattern to approach Zhu Wudao. He originally wanted to kill Zhu Wudao secretly, but he still underestimated the power of the consciousness of the strong man in the Sea of Consciousness Realm. In an instant, , his traces were discovered. At this moment, he was blocking Han He's sword energy with his Heart Spirit Sword. He was unable to counterattack the white-haired old man's powerful palm. In fact, it was even difficult to avoid it.
"Lin Tian!"
Ji Yuanshan's face turned pale.
Han He's hand holding the sword tightened immediately, his face looked a little struggling, and there was even more regret in his eyes.
The crowd stared at this scene, their faces all turned gloomy.
"It's over."
Someone murmured.
To be fair, almost 90% of the people in this place admire Lin Tian and do not want Lin Tian to die here. However, who can stop this scene now
It was also at this time that a burst of laughter rang out.
"Okay, okay! What a little monster!"
In the distance, a middle-aged drunkard stood up.
The crowd looked in that direction and suddenly felt their eyes blurred as the figure of the middle-aged drunkard disappeared silently. Then, at the next moment, a scream rang out, and the white-haired old man who was killing Lin Tian vomited blood and flew out, but the middle-aged drunkard stood in front of Lin Tian, looking up to the sky and drinking strong wine.