Chapter 311 The Secret of Zhenwu Temple

   Under the cliff!

  The sea of ​​clouds rolled, and there were bursts of thunder.

  Lin Ye ran Lei Yangpo, every punch came with the sound of thunder and tigers, and his aura climbed to the extreme.

   Have fun!

   This was Lin Ye's first feeling.

  Since he embarked on the road of martial arts, he has never fought so heartily.

  Because since he set foot on martial arts, he has not encountered any opponents in martial arts, and he still uses Taoist spells more often.

   This time, he used martial arts skills to meet the enemy, and it was a time when he went all out.

  Blood splattered from many wounds on Lin Ye's body, and the clone of the Grand Master of Zhenwu Hall was not much better, and Lin Ye chopped off most of his flying black hair.

   After a short break, the two fought together once. For Lin Ye, he fought more and more happily, but for the clone of the ancestor of the Zhenwu Temple, the order he received was to defeat the opponent who appeared.

  The avatar of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall, every time he makes a move, there is a vortex around his body, and Lin Ye was injured by this vortex.

  He could detect the attack intention and location of the clone of the Grand Master of Zhenwu Hall, but once his attack fell, the vortex would follow.

   Obviously this vortex is the martial arts supernatural power mastered by the founder of Zhenwu Hall.

  Martial arts can only be mastered by martial saints, but it is normal for a half-step martial saint like Lin Ye who is invincible under martial arts to comprehend martial arts at this stage.

  Being invincible is because of mastering martial arts supernatural powers.

  …

  …

   two days... three days...

  Lin Ye and the avatar of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Palace fought fiercely for seven days and seven nights, and what they fought was heaven and earth.

  During these seven days, his ultimate supernatural powers have become even more proficient. After all, a wooden man cannot compare with a real warrior.

This avatar of the Patriarch of the Zhenwu Temple is no different from the Patriarch of the Zhenwu Temple except that it does not have the soul of the Patriarch of the Zhenwu Temple. It has the fighting skills and combat experience of the Patriarch of the Zhenwu Temple. For Lin Ye, this kind of battle opportunity is extremely rare.

   Half a month!

   One month!

   "Defeat me!"

  Lin Ye let out a roar, the clouds and mist shook, and he punched out violently. With this punch, his aura climbed to the extreme, sublimated to the extreme.

  The thunder exploded, and a fierce tiger appeared in the cloud. The roar of the tiger tore apart the cloud, and swallowed the clone of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall in one gulp.

  After three breaths, the tiger exploded, and the avatar of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall burst out from the tiger.

  The tiger failed to trap the avatar of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall?

  Lin Ye's eyes were fixed, his expression was calm, and he looked at the clone of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall.

  The avatar of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall also looked at Lin Ye, and after three breaths, he turned and walked back to the stone wall.

  Left!

  The name of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall on the stone wall turned white.

  For this result, Lin Ye was no exception at all. During this month's battle, he had completely mastered the fighting skills of the avatar of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall.

   He also has a thorough understanding of the martial arts supernatural power mastered by the other party. If he guessed correctly, the martial arts supernatural power of the founder of Zhenwu Temple is a kind of supernatural power similar to space tearing.

This kind of supernatural power of space tearing makes him attack with space tearing, and the opponent will be injured by this tearing space if he is careful. Twist into powder.

   After defeating the avatar of the Patriarch of Zhenwu Hall, and seeing that the stone wall hadn't changed in any way, Lin Ye looked at the second-to-last name again.

  Yin Ping.

  After a few breaths, the word Yin Ping shone brightly, and another man came out from the stone wall.

   This is a man with an ordinary face and a slightly short stature. He belongs to the kind of passerby who is ignored by others in the crowd.

  But it was such a passer-by, but the opponent came out with a fierce evil spirit, which was a kind of murderous spirit that turned into reality.

   Killer!

  Seeing this person, this word came to Lin Ye's mind.

   This person must have been a killer in his lifetime.

  As a person who grew up reading martial arts novels, when Lin Ye learned about martial arts, the first thing he thought of was killers.

  When he read martial arts novels when he was a child, he fantasized about being a killer, because killers are so cool.

  On a dark and windy night, the murderer did not leave a name.

  So he and Zhang Wujiu also talked about killers, and Zhang Wujiu told him that the number of killers in this world is too rare, because the martial arts in this world are much more advanced than the real world, and the living space of killers is not large.

   However, for any martial artist who has reached the Waking of Insects Realm, the blood energy will automatically form a barrier to protect the whole body. If you want to sneak attack and kill with one blow, only the stronger ones can do it.

   But since he is stronger, why bother to be a killer and rely on sneak attacks.

  Nanjiang Prefecture does not have a killer, but there are still some killers in the whole martial arts, and this kind of killer has a characteristic, the first is that the appearance is ordinary, and the second is that the martial arts skills practiced are quite special, and they are killers only when they have to.

   There are some special martial arts skills that are only suitable for performing at night, or they are more powerful at night than during the day. Such people are generally killers.

   Phew!

  Lin Ye stepped back immediately, but there was still a sword mark on his chest.

   "What a fast sword."

  Lin Ye looked at the one who had returned to his original position. He had activated the ultimate supernatural power just now, but the result of the analysis was that there was no flaw.

  The opponent's sword has no flaws, and he can't stop it no matter where it is.

  Can only be refunded.

   But even if he retreated, he was still injured by the opponent.

  Lin Ye frowned, his impeccable sword strike, his ultimate supernatural power was almost useless, this would be a tough battle.

   But even if it is a hard fight, he has to fight on.

  Since the supernatural power cannot be used, he will make the first move.

  Lin Ye launched an offensive, but his attack was in vain, because this man turned around and walked directly back to the stone wall.

Well…

  Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, but soon a look of enlightenment appeared on his face, he understood why this person left.

   Killer.

   If you miss a hit, you will retreat ten miles.

   This is the most powerful and longest-living killer.

  The sword just now is the strongest sword after this one has gone all out, even this sword can't hit me, and the opponent can't hit me behind.

   Very real and realistic.

  Lin Ye looked at the stone wall. This time, the stone wall changed, and a ray of light shot at him.

  The light entered his body, and Lin Ye's body trembled. The strength in his body was soaring crazily at this moment, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  If just stepping into martial arts, strength is a bucket of water, Bailu is a tank of water, and Jingzhe is a pool of water, then Jingzhe Dzogchen is a pond of water, and half-step Wusheng is a lake of water.

  At his current state, his strength is increasing all the time, and the strength that increases every day is the sum of the strength of several hundreds of warriors, so he doesn't feel anything.

   But now his strength growth can be felt by the naked eye, one can imagine how terrifying the speed of this strength growth is.

   One second, two seconds...

  One hour, two hours...

  One day, two days...

  In three days, Lin Ye's strength doubled.

   And it's not over yet, the strength gains continue.

  …

  …

  Canglan County, Zhang Wujiu was bored drinking wine in Jingyu courtyard.

   "Do you think Brother Lin was harmed by the Zhenwu Palace? Why haven't you come back yet?"

  Zhang Wujiu's worry was justified. Ever since Lin Ye spent a day observing at the Zhenwu Chuangong Wall, the Zhenwu Hall had let the other warriors leave.

"Although Xu Liben said to the outside world that Brother Lin would be their guest elder, who knows if this is a trick Xu Liben used to think that their Zhenwu Hall would not attack Brother Lin, so that if Brother Lin disappears, they can take him away. Their Zhenwu Palace put aside their suspicions."

   "Brother Jing, this possibility is very high, we cannot be fooled by Zhenwu Palace."

Jing Yu put down his hand for wiping his sword, and said helplessly, "There is a special sea of ​​clouds on the wall of the Zhenwu Temple, and you cannot step into the realm of martial saints. Do you think there are people in the Zhenwu Hall who are the opponents of Brother Lin besides the martial saint?" ?”

Faced with Jing Yu's rhetorical question, Zhang Wujiu scratched his head and said: "The truth is so, but you must be on guard against others. What if Brother Lin came up from the cliff and was secretly ambushed by the people from Zhenwu Palace?" gone?"

   "There is no reason to ambush. For Zhenwudian, all they need is to resolve their hatred with Lin Ye."

  From Jing Yu's perspective, Lin Ye had no reason not to reconcile with Zhenwudian. Even if he didn't join Zhenwudian and become the elder of Ke Qing, it would be fine. Zhenwudian felt regretful at most.

   "I'm still worried."

"If you are not at ease, let me tell you, as long as you observe more than the fourth picture on the wall of Zhenwu Chuangong, Zhenwu Palace will not attack him, even if this person has an irresolvable hatred with Zhenwu Palace, then you can Are you relieved?"

Zhang Wujiu looked at Jing Yu, stared at him for a long time, and then said: "Brother Jing, do you know the Zhenwu Palace very well? Did you tell him that Brother Lin went to the Zhenwu Palace?" what?"

  Jing Yu nodded: "When I was traveling in other states in the early years, I was fortunate enough to enter the tomb of a senior martial artist, where I saw some secrets about the wall of true martial arts."

"The founder of the Zhenwu Hall created the Zhenwu Hall in fact to protect the wall of the true martial arts. As long as you can comprehend the fourth pattern, you will be the next head of the Zhenwu Hall. This rule must be followed by the disciples of the Zhenwu Hall. It’s fine if you don’t want to be the head, but Zhenwu Hall respects him like a patriarch.”

"real or fake?"

  Zhang Wujiu was shocked by this news, Zhenwu Palace still has such rules.

   "That senior Martial Saint can't lie, so I told you not to worry about Brother Lin, but you should pay more attention to Shenyunmen now."

  Hearing Jing Yu mentioned his sect, Zhang Wujiu's expression also became serious: "I have received news that two martial saints will come to Nanjiang Prefecture in three months' time."

   "Two people?" Jing Yu's eyes flashed brightly: "I can only hold one for you."

  (end of this chapter)

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