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Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-One: Martial Dao Contest (Thirty-One)

"Where did you run away if you don't have people inside."

After the crowd destroyed the altar, Wu Lin could not be seen. He couldn't help but look around, but didn't see it at all.

"It's really as slippery as a loach, and the ability to escape is really first-class."

Without the altar, although the Qinglei Canglong and the Red Thunder Vermilion Bird became even more violent, the characteristic of being unable to succeed was very obvious. After a few breaths, the thunder evaporated and the body continued to collapse, and then it was bombarded by a group of ninth-grade god-driven warriors with their true energy into nothingness.

Fortunately, Fang Yushu, who was in charge, was a little unlucky. His thunder marks were everywhere on his body, and he could no longer see his skin. He was the leader and of course he bumped into the Qinglei Canglong head-on. At least 30% of the Qinglei fell on him, so he could not get it.

"Wei Feng, please feel where the person has gone."

This attack fully demonstrated the accuracy of Wei Feng's perception, but this time, Wei Feng was helpless. He didn't even know how Wu Lin ran away, so how could he know where he went.

Looking around, I didn't notice the soul fluctuations of Wu Lin and Su Wei, and I couldn't help but feel a little bitter. This time I was really pushing the duck to the shelves: "Wait a minute, I'm looking for a job."

But no matter how he looked at it, he did not notice Wu Linyu Su Wei's whereabouts. At this time, his heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom. It would be that he really ran away.

No, definitely not. The wind and rain are everywhere, and the thunder is endless, so there must be still hidden nearby and not leaving.

Suddenly, Wei Feng suddenly felt a chill, and this perception formed by pure murderous intent made his whole body stand up.

Wu Lin, who was hiding in the dark, had murderous intent. This was not a strong murderous intent leaked out, and all the ninth-grade spiritual gods couldn't help but feel something.

Everyone took action at the same time, but the strange thing is that everyone took action in a different direction. When they hit the air, paper talismans were torn apart by this true energy.

Wei Su suddenly rushed forward, just now? A warning from death was constantly expanding in his heart? Fortunately, he ran away quickly. If it was a breath at night? Wu Lin just now broke his neck.

He never expected that Wu Lin would actually hide behind him. How could he see this? He didn't have eyes on the back of his head, but unfortunately Wu Lin was still too young? He revealed his murderous intent? Although the clone talismans had been rounded up before, he still lost a little.

It was just a little bit worse, and I lost the best time to kill Wei Feng.

Wei Feng was also in lingering fear at this time. If he had been slower just now, he would have lost his life? Although he could take over the body and be reborn, there were no good goals nearby.

But that's true. Wu Lin faced the group of ninth-grade magic gods this time. Everyone's eyes were on Wu Lin and Su Wei, which made them feel extremely stressed.

"Su Wei, Taiyin Sect? I didn't expect that you would be helping the Wu brothers behind the scenes." After seeing Su Wei's appearance, the Supreme Elder of the Divine Sword Sect immediately pointed out her identity.

"Taiyin Sect? Where is the Taiyin Sect?" Su Wei couldn't help but sneer. Taiyin Sect has long been gone, and everyone is dead? Only one and a half are left, one, Su Wei? Su Zhi, who has only her soul left.

Everyone doesn't care? It's just a dog that is stray? Even if Taiyin Sect is still there, he dares not be arrogant.

"Take it, kill him." Fang Yushu shouted loudly and was about to take action. The Xuanjia Army and the Imperial Army, which were closely behind, also moved.

"Governor, please wait, why are you so anxious? It's not too late for us to find out the reason." The Supreme Elder of the Divine Sword Sect grabbed Fang Yushu.

His tone was very gentle, but he immediately blocked Fang Yushu's must-pass path in an instant.

"What do you mean?" Fang Yushu's tone was very dangerous.

"The Grand Governor is so anxious that he wants to take action. Could it be that he wants to kill someone to silence him?" The leader of the Netherworld Sect said sarcastically. If you don't say anything, just put your hat on it.

The court's idea was very simple, that was, to die with the Wu brothers, but the aristocratic family was different from the sect. They came here from afar to this?

How could that be possible? They also like Wu Lin's martial arts. The few tricks just now, if they weren't too young and exposed, they wouldn't be able to find these ninth-grade gods.

If they had obtained this technique, their own forces would probably become the first force, and even the Da Cang Dynasty would not be able to escape.

So of course I have to stop it, otherwise wouldn’t it be a waste of money to work for the court in vain, but also the one who pays for it at your own expense, and the losses would be huge.

"Why, you can't rebel?" Zhu Sheng, the general of the Xuanjia Army, was murderous. What he didn't like most was that he was the group of sects and aristocratic families. He dared not do anything to defend his country and would only cause trouble in the rear. Since the other party was labeled, he would not be polite and rebel first.

The aristocratic families and sects wanted Wu Lin's martial arts. Although the court had a simple purpose and simply wanted him to die, they would never let these people obtain Wu Lin's martial arts. Once they were obtained, they would be really big. The Great Cang Dynasty could not completely suppress the development of this group of cancers.

For a moment, before they could get it, they began to split.

The two groups with completely opposite purposes began to be divided. Wu Lin smiled when he saw this. He didn't expect this. He thought he was dead.

As a result, there was internal conflict first.

For sects and families, as long as they obtain martial arts, it doesn’t matter whether Wu Lin kills or not. If so many forces look at it, they will definitely not own the entire family at that time. What’s more, it’s even more likely that everyone will copy one copy together.

If you really want a family to have a monopoly, it depends on whether the remaining people agree. The ninth-grade God is very strong, but you can't stand a bunch of people of the same level to beat you up.

Wu Lin was actually very safe at this time.

"We only need the martial arts. After the martial arts boy handed over the martial arts, we will not care about this matter." The head of the Zheng family, the leader of the Huanghuai family, spoke.

"Are you threatening us?" Huang Kang, the commander of the Imperial Army, said with a narrowed eye.

"What do you want my martial arts to tell them? If you kill the people from the court, I will give you the martial arts, how about it?" Wu Lin said with a teasing voice in his tone.

The crowd was a little disdainful, and Wu Lin started to recite the first five paragraphs of "Taiping Yaoshu". Everyone couldn't help but listen to it at that moment. They didn't expect that there was such a way of cultivation, but they didn't expect that Wu Lin would end abruptly.

"I won't say it now."
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