Ten Fiancees Who Retired at the Beginning

Since he was going to fight, Feng Lin also planned to prepare in advance this time.

At least he is currently fighting against Li Heantian and is no longer as passive as before.

He has killed all the ninth-order masters, and Li Heten, who has just entered the eighth-order, even has the ability to leapfrog battles.

At most, the ninth-order stream like Zhuo Lie.

Feng Lin played with him this time.

But before that, Feng Lin needs to study the formation here.

About ten minutes later, Feng Lin felt another breath.

He looked up and found that it was Ji Guangling.

"Dude, I thought you were dead."

Ji Guangling inserted his trousers pocket and appeared beside Feng Lin with a smile.

"Can't die."

Feng Lin looked at Ji Guangling, "Aren't you worried about being trapped in this kind of ruins? He smiled so happily."

"What are you worried about? It's not that you haven't experienced it."

Ji Guangling smiled and scratched his ears, "How is your research?"

"The formation here is very thick. Even if this formation is destroyed, there should be more powerful formations."

Feng Lin looked at Ji Guangling and told him what Wen Wuquan had said before.

Whether it is true or false, at least you have to understand in your heart.

"It turns out that I have seen a similar formation in ancient books."

Ji Guangling said with a smile, "It seems that you know a lot of people, the ninth-order Jiuli clan didn't do anything to you."

"He should have something to do with Wen Mo in my family and owe me a favor."

Feng Lin smiled and shook his head.

"Come on, hit me."

Ji Guangling opened his arms, "As long as we fight and bleed, there is still a chance to meet later."

"It seems as I thought, the formation is always a tool, not a person, and cannot see through the hearts of people."

Feng Lin looked at Ji Guangling and took out the scalpel, "Don't worry, old man, I can be accurate, just put a drop of blood."

"Don't play this kind of trick, just play it."

Ji Guangling smiled, "It's alright."

"But... OK! Then I'm here!"

Feng Lin knew that he couldn't waste any more time.

He exploded with energy and punched Ji Guangling in the chest.

boom!

Ji Guangling remained motionless.

There was a huge earthquake, and the surrounding trees were blown up and down by this air wave.

"Fuck! Are you so ticklish?"

Ji Guangling scolded secretly, "Just because you are a kid, you are not qualified to show mercy to me, use all your strength."

"it is good!"

Feng Lin broke out to the limit of the third-order Dacheng, and punched Ji Guangling in front of him.

boom!

The land at the foot of Feng Lin and Ji Guangling collapsed in an instant.

Ji Guangling's body also flew out.

But after ten meters, he stopped and landed on the ground.

The buttons of his floral shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a sturdy body without even a red mark on it.

Ji Guangling said helplessly: "Stop fisting, use a knife instead."

"Grandpa, why is your skin so thick!"

Feng Lin rolled his eyes, the blow just now was his full strength in a normal state.

"When you reach the ninth level, you will understand."

Ji Guangling sighed.

Maybe no one knows why a person who likes to fight has turned into a person who loves music.

After Ji Guangling entered the ninth order, his strength could no longer improve, and he was so anxious that he couldn't sleep.

He doesn't like to be idle, he needs to find other things to pass the time.

So he started to improve himself from other methods.

He was on the Lantian River side, learning swordsmanship.

After practicing for a few years, I found that I was not suitable.

Finally, he finds a way of pastime that suits him.

Exercise.

He likes to fight, and his physical body is very strong, but he finds a way to continuously improve his physique.

Since stepping into the ninth order, he has hardly been idle, and has been practicing for decades.

But ten years ago, his body appeared strange, and he always felt a little heavy.

At first I thought I was getting old too.

But when he met Feng Chen, he learned that after checking.

His body is already at the limit of the current state.

It is simple to understand that his body is already strong, even if he is the ninth rank, he can't take it.

Unless you can enter sublimation.

If you keep practicing like this, you will break the balance and turn into a small horse-drawn cart.

That is, from then on, Ji Guangling began to change his hobbies.

Gradually, from a martial artist, he became an artist who played music.

Feng Lin had no choice but to take out the scalpel and slashed twice in front of Ji Guangling.

brush! brush!

Two staggered blood lines suddenly appeared, and then blood slowly appeared.

The blood slowly flowed down to the eight-pack abs.

"good."

Ji Guangling looked down at the wound and said softly: "You have to be careful, if you had known the formation here, I should have killed Li Heten just now."

"Have you met him?" Feng Lin asked in a deep voice.

"Well, there were three people just now. Apart from me and Li Heten, there was also a merchant boat from the Tongshang clan."

Ji Guangling shook his head, "I was so worried about you at the time that I didn't do anything."

"It's okay, I don't like the ordinary eighth rank. I can deal with him without mercy."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Guangling's figure gradually disappeared.

Feng Lin continued to study the formation here, and after a while, an aura appeared from not far away.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

It was Li Heten who came.

"Feng Lin, I didn't expect to meet here."

Li Hentian showed a faint smile, "This time, you must die."

Feng Lin put his trousers in his pocket and asked plainly, "Li Heten, why are you killing me? I didn't provoke you, did I?"

"Do you know why the Jiuli tribe became this field?"

Li Hentian asked with a gloomy expression, "I'll tell you! There is a fault in the master of the Jiuli clan."

"That has nothing to do with me." Feng Lin spread his hands with a smile.

"It really has nothing to do with you, but it has something to do with the descendants of Yanhuang and the Yin-Yang Crusade."

"How do you think this fault was formed? The geniuses of our Jiuli tribe have always been the target of your obliteration."

"The genius is dead. The old master will die sooner or later. Without a successor, how can the Jiuli people survive?"

"Finally, our dignified Jiuli tribe has been reduced to the point where we can't even compare with third-rate organizations. This is a shame!"

...

Li Heantian's eyebrows flashed with a flame mark, and he walked towards Feng Lin step by step.

He continued: "You are a genius. Ji Guangling will die of old age sooner or later. If you die, there will be a fault in Yanhuang. For the sake of the Jiuli people, I must kill you!"

"Juli and Yanhuang can obviously coexist." Feng Lin smiled and shook his head.

"Haha! I laughed out loud and destroyed us like this, and started talking about coexistence. Back then, when we fought against each other, why didn't I see you talking about coexistence?"

The mark between Li Hentian's eyebrows suddenly burst into flames, and he roared with his mouth open, "Profound meaning! The body of the devil!"

Boom!

Qi Jin burst out from around his body, and flames burst out from his mouth.

Then, his eyes also flickered with flames.

Click!

His body became stronger, and his muscles easily burst through the suit he was wearing.

On both sides of his body, vines grew respectively.

The vines finally turned into dark green arms.

The six-armed state, Feng Lin had seen before.