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Chapter 5 The Floating Trace

Lin Moyang was also surprised by the power of his sword. This was the first time he had met a monk. The black whirlwind just now did put a lot of pressure on him, but 10% off?

It seems that it is just that? Can this thing poke me to death with one finger?

The man in black robe also came back to his senses at this moment. His eyes were shocked and angry. My late-stage cultivator of Qi Refining was injured by a mortal warrior?

Uncle is so tolerant, aunt can’t bear it! How can I do this if this matter is spread?!

I saw that the man in the black robe had no wind automatically, and a huge black wind blade gradually began to condense in front of him.

Lin Moyang suddenly felt uneasy in his heart at this moment, and his intuition told him that if he was forced to do this trick, even if he went back alive, Aunt Chen would probably have nothing to hug him in the future.

Lin Moyang did not dare to approach him. In anxiety, he quickly slashed out with another knife, and the purple sword aura blasted towards the man in black robe again.

Seeing this, the man in black robe also dodged and avoided the sword energy. The sword energy slashed the ground and raised waves of white snow.

Hey? Lin Moyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and the black wind blade in front of the man in black robe actually disappeared.

Lin Moyang immediately smiled, OK, turtle, are you casting spells and singing? After seeing the man in black robe start to condense the wind blade again, he slashed it out with another knife.

After the man in black robe avoided, he looked at Lin Moyang with a pale face, but he continued to condense his wind blade, and he didn't forget to laugh and said, "I think you can still swing a few such sword auras."

Lin Moyang, who was about to continue to stab the turtle, was also stunned.

Yes, I am afraid that the true energy in my body will not be able to slay such a few stabs.

Lin Moyang looked at the sword in his hand, then inserted it into the snow pile beside him, looked up at the man in black and said, "You are right, thank you."

Just when the man in black robe thought that the human warrior in front of him was preparing to accumulate strength to fight him, he also raised his lips.

What a ignorant human being. I will let you know what cruelty is later!

The next second, Lin Moyang slowly took out the crossbow at the waist and fired several crossbow arrows at the man in black robe not far away.

A sound of breaking through the air sounded. The man in black robe looked at several crossbow arrows where he was just now, and then looked at the wind blade dissipating in front of him.

The man in black robe couldn't help but tremble all over. He then looked at Lin Moyang. Lin Moyang was shaking at him with a crossbow in his hand and signaled him to continue.

The man in black robe who finally couldn't bear it was cursing: "Are you a problem?"

Responding to him were several crossbow arrows. The man in black robe waved his sleeves to knock several crossbow arrows away. Although he could block these crossbow arrows at will, he did not dare to resist and had to give up the Condensation Wind Blade.

The man in black robe stared at Lin Moyang, and he was shocked and puzzled. The human race in front of him was really a martial artist? He had never heard of the martial artist's true energy being so powerful.

Could it be that the individual monk? The more he thought about it, the more likely he was, he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of martial artist do you pretend to be!"

Lin Moyang was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red with anger. What a piercing, monks, monks, you, your whole family can practice. Isn’t it that a monk eats your rice?

"Will I practice you?"

Lin Moyang directly pulled out the sword in front of him and slashed at the black robe.

The purple sword energy collided with the black whirlwind again, but the man in the black robe had his eyes fixed at this moment, and the black robe was no wind around him again.

Just when Lin Moyang thought that the man in black robe was going to condense the wind blade, the man in black robe turned around and ran away?!

"The green mountains remain unchanged, the green water flows forever, wait for me!"

The man in black robe didn't care about anything else at this moment, and intuition told him that the person in front of him must be a monk, and that he might have his accomplices nearby.

My mother, what kind of martial artists are pretending to be a warrior? It is true that people's hearts are sinister. You wait for me to go back and call us.

Lin Moyang was stunned by this sudden change. Is that okay?

Still let me wait? I'll wait for you to come.

When Lin Moyang saw that the figure of the man in the black robe had disappeared from his sight, he quickly turned over and ran towards the outside of the mountain with a desperate attempt.

At this time, the system's prompt sound also sounded again.

【Cooldown time ends, will the third simulation be turned on?】

Lin Moyang hesitated for a moment. The number of simulations is limited. The death result caused by this time has consumed two simulations.

But Lin Moyang still chose to turn it on, and he also wanted to know if he could return to the pass safely.

【Start the third simulation.】

[On the first day, after stepping out of the jungle, you met a demon monk and was stabbed to death with one finger.]

What's the thing? Why was he still stabbed to death with one finger?

[End of simulation, survive for one day, trigger the guarantee mechanism, and you can get the following rewards.]

【Light skill: Mi Qi Floating Trace (Great Completion)】

[Remaining simulation times: 9 times.]

Before Lin Moyang could react, he felt that his body had become extremely light and his legs had a sense of ethereality.

Lin Moyang pulled the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but think, is this to tell me to run faster and not be chaotic?

Half a day later, Lin Moyang finally walked out of Conglin, but the next second, he was alert and resolutely turned over and dismounted, rolling to the side and hiding.

When Lin Moyang looked up, he saw that the war horse had been photographed into meat paste at this moment, and a demon clan, who was also wearing a black robe, stood in the air in the distance.

Damn, can I fly?

Lin Moyang widened his eyes and looked at the demons in the sky, feeling the pressure coming from all over his body. He knew that the demons in front of him were the one who poked him to death three times with one finger.

Lin Moyang did not dare to delay, so he quickly sank the Dantian. He flashed his body and moved his energy and drifted. His body rushed towards Shanhaiguan like a terrifying geese.

The demon clan was also stunned. He didn't expect that the human clan would move so quickly.

The man in black robe had his eyes flashed. Seeing that Lin Moyang had already run a distance at this moment, he also set off and hurriedly chased after him.

Two figures chased each other, and the demon was also surprised. He didn't expect that he could not catch up with the human boy in front of him at the speed of his influx.

At this time, the Shanhaiguan was already full of soldiers, and the entire Shanhaiguan began to prepare for war.

After several people from Lin Moyang's team returned one after another, Li Yanhua directly reported the matter to Wang Qingzhi, the governor of Shanhaiguan.

Wang Qingzhi made a quick decision and immediately martial law throughout the city, and asked the messengers to quickly go to Yanzhou Prefecture and Nanhua City to deliver the message.

At this moment, Wang Qing Zhan was watching the snowy mountain in the distance above the city and fell into deep thought. This was a fat middle-aged man with a light armor on him, and he looked bulging.

Liu Yanhua also stood behind and looked gloomy.

According to Lao Dingtou, he and Lin Moyang met a demon monk, who chose to stop the death of the queen and do not know what to do.

But in his opinion, if he really met a monk, Lin Moyang's small body might have had something wrong at this moment.

Suddenly, the scouts on the top of the city discovered something strange in the distance and quickly reported: "Report, two people rushed from the Great Snow Mountain, one ran towards the gate on the ground, and the other... the other one flew in the sky."

Wang Qingzhi and others were stunned and then looked into the distance. They saw two figures, and the one in front seemed to be being chased by people in the air?

The demon clan who was chasing Lin Moyang was also very angry at this moment.

He had confirmed that the human race in front was not a monk, but just a warrior, but he did not expect that this person was so fast that he could not catch up with him for a while.

Seeing Shanhaiguan getting closer and closer, he also felt a stern, just as he gave up.

Lin Moyang suddenly turned around and stretched out a finger to him, shouting in his mouth: "The eggless thing, can you poke me to death with one finger?"

The demon monk who was planning to go back was immediately furious. How dare a little martial artist provoke him?

He suddenly accelerated his speed and a burst of black air filled his right hand, and a black little clock appeared in his hand at this moment.

At this time, Liu Yanhua on the top of the city also exclaimed: "Lin Moyang?"

"Sir, this person is the commander of my battalion, and it was his team who sent the news back! I didn't expect that he was still alive!"

Wang Qingzhi also looked at Lin Moyang in surprise, and hurriedly said to an old man in Taoist robe beside him: "Please take action!"

The old man nodded and then flew out of the city and greeted Lin Moyang.

The demon monk suddenly stopped after seeing someone flying out of the city. Just as he was about to turn back, the old man had already arrived in front of him.

The old man looked at the demon clan in front of him with a smile and said, "The person who comes is a guest, don't leave when you come."

I saw the clouds and thunder in the palm of his right hand flipped, and a thunder pool suddenly appeared in the air, directly detaining the demon monk.

The black clock in the hands of the demon monk also turned into nothingness in an instant.

Lin Moyang felt the change behind him at this time, and when he turned around, he saw the scene of the old man in the robe turning into a thunder pool.
Chapter completed!
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