"These two Gusu family members are from the small heavenly throne and the other are from the Grand Master realm. If I take action, I should be sure."

Lin Feng decided to take a chance.

He has a chivalrous heart and a little bit of a little. Even the warrior of the small heavenly rank is willing to lurk beside the old man as a disciple in order to obtain the sword technique. It can be imagined that the sword technique should be very awesome.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng pinched two acupuncture points and shot the two men from the Gusu family with two whizzes.

The man named Yucheng, Gusu, is worthy of being a warrior at the small heaven. He has amazing ears and immediately shouted: "A Kuan, there are hidden weapons, flash."

Yucheng, Gusu, rose up in the air, and was a ghost.

He avoided the silver needle sneak attack.

But the man named A Kuan was in trouble. He was a great master warrior. In addition, Lin Feng was merciless and directly shocked the latter ten meters to bloom with one needle. His qi and blood surging, and he kept vomiting blood.

"who?"

Yucheng, Gusu, held a sharp sword and shouted in a low voice.

"Two people bully one person, they are shameless, but they still don't like their master."

Lin Feng jumped out of the car.

"Little Heavenly King Warrior?"

Yucheng, Gusu, frowned, but unexpectedly met a warrior of the same level in this high-end community, which surprised Gusu Yucheng.

"That's right."

Lin Feng smiled slightly.

"I am from the Gusu family." Gusu Yucheng said coldly, "In Jiangzhou, you should understand what the Gusu family means."

Lin Feng is very domineering; "The Gusu family is a big shot. I am from Cangshan Gate. Do you think I am afraid of you as a small family in Jiangzhou?"

Cangshan Gate?

Yucheng, Gusu, changed his face again, and then he immediately smiled and said, "It turns out that he is from Cangshan Gate. The patriarch of our Gusu family and the head of Cangshan Gate are friends. Which hall do you belong to?"

"My name is Kong Ming." Lin Feng blurted out that Kong Ming was an ancient warrior of the Ma family and was an enemy of him. Now he pretended to be Kong Ming, so there was no problem.

"So it's brother Kong Ming." Gusu Yucheng said politely, "This old man is the one my Gusu family wants to take down, you see?"

Lin Feng: "That old man, I want it from Cangshan Gate. You can go. I have other brothers nearby. If you want to fight, I will accompany you."

Yucheng, Gusu, looked back at A Kuan in the distance. It seemed that A Kuan was seriously injured. Even if Lin Feng said something like a fool, Yucheng Gusu was not sure to defeat Lin Feng.

Yucheng, Gusu, glared at Lin Feng fiercely and said, "Can you give me a face to the Gusu family?"

Lin Feng smiled and raised his hand directly. His palm was facing the one in the distance, and they couldn't hold the big tree. With a bang, the big tree broke and the fallen leaves flew.

"You can try."

"Akuan, let's go."

Gusu Yucheng helped Gusu Kuan leave, remembering Lin Feng's face deeply.

"Senior, you are deeply poisoned and seriously injured. If you don't have a magic pill, you can't hold on for a week."

Lin Feng stepped forward to help the old man.

The old man said, "You are not a disciple of Cangshan Gate."

Lin Feng was stunned and smiled, "The old senior has really sharp eyes. Yes, I am indeed not a disciple of Cangshan Sect. I just saw someone from the Gusu family."

I wonder if this old man can see that he is practicing the Eternal Life Art.

The old man said, "You can find a place for me to bury it, I'll give you a penny."

"What's the reward?" Lin Feng asked.

"Pill."

The old man said confidently, "You are in the realm of the small heavenly realm. With my elixir, you can be promoted to the great heavenly realm within five years. At that time, flying with swords is not a problem."

Lin Feng said: "I didn't expect that the old senior has such a powerful pill?"

"I am still an alchemist." The old man said.

Lin Feng: "No wonder the Gusu family is so greedy for the old seniors."

There is too little spiritual energy now.

If you can find an alchemist and refine awesome elixirs to take, it will be a cheating existence.

The old man said, "What they are greedy for is not my elixir, but my sword skills."

Lin Feng and the old man came to the bank of Jiangzhou River.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

"Young man, the environment here is good, but it's not suitable to bury me." The old man's face was extremely pale and he said panting.

Lin Feng helped the old man to the pavilion and sat down, and smiled and said, "I don't have the habit of helping others bury people. I may be able to solve the poison of the old senior."

"you?"

The old man laughed, and although he was about to die, he remained heroic and said, "The poison they laid on me was bought from the Tang Sect. Without the antidote from the Tang Sect, even the sixth level of the Great Heavenly Realm cannot be solved."

Lin Feng said conceitedly: "The poison of the Tang Sect is generally only able to be solved by the Tang Sect. However, what if I learnt the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect?"

"What?"

The old man named Li Zongheng was surprised: "You mean, you can have thirteen needles in the Ghost Gate? It's impossible, this medicine has been lost for hundreds of years."

Lin Feng took out the acupuncture bag, "That may not be."

Turn your fingers.

Thirteen silver needles were suspended in mid-air.

Li Zongheng stared at him, and for a moment he had the idea of ​​living, "If you really learn the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, you might be able to relieve the poison of the Tang Sect."

"Senior, I will start treating you now and force the poison out first."

Lin Feng began to turn his fingers to suspended acupuncture, and then, the acupuncture was rooted on Li Zongheng's back.

moment.

Li Zongheng's skin was strangely red. He endured the severe pain, and the true energy in Lin Feng's hand continued to penetrate Li Zongheng's body through acupuncture.

After a few minutes, Li Zongheng felt light and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"You actually know the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."

Li Zongheng circulated his true energy and felt that he had recovered halfway.

If it weren't for the damn Tang Sect's poison, he, a warrior in the Great Heavenly Status, wouldn't have been hurt by two evil disciples.

Lin Feng said, "I dare not deceive the old senior."

Lin Feng took the acupuncture.

I meditated for a few more minutes.

Li Zongheng did not disturb Lin Feng.

Lin Feng just used the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, which consumed a lot of true energy.

Soon, Lin Feng opened his eyes and said, "The poison on his senior body has been untied. After resting for another two or three months, he can recover his previous true energy."

"Who taught you the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?" Li Zongheng asked.

Lin Feng: "Senior, this is my secret." I guess he said that, Li Zongheng didn't understand either, and the old ghost master didn't say anything about the word.

Li Zongheng didn't give up: "You can tell me about this person's appearance."

Lin Feng pondered for a moment: "It's very vulgar."

Despicable?

An old man's face appeared in Li Zongheng's eyes. Could it be that he is really him? He is not dead?

Was he killed a hundred years ago? He was so hiding the truth?

Lin Feng was thinking about how to speak? He still had to be more handsome. Although the purpose of saving people is not simple, who doesn’t want to see the sword technique?

Of course, it is natural for the old senior to not allow him to see the sword technique. It is normal to give himself a pill.

If this old senior gave nothing and just thanked him verbally, Lin Feng could only do good deeds and not ask for anything in return.

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