Feng Wu was extremely talented and had divine aware that ordinary people could not match. An abnormality appeared instantly. She wanted to remind the man in black robe.

However, it was too late, and the two palms had collided together, and a terrifying energy suddenly shook out.

Everyone at the scene was frightened. Such energy fluctuations were too scary and they were not something ordinary people could fight against. If they were slightly contaminated, they could kill them to the scum.

But what they didn't expect was that this energy did not rage in the valley, but rushed into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Just when many people couldn't help but sigh and wanted to escape from here, suddenly, something even more terrifying and shocking happened!

In their eyes, the powerful Martial Saint was defeated and lost to this young man and was slapped away.

Even the black robe on the arm of the martial saint was completely broken, revealing its extremely pale body, and the body was covered with cracks, like porcelain hit by a heavy hammer.

This young man almost slapped one of the arm of the powerful Martial Saint with one palm?

Everyone at the scene was really stunned this time. Even Mr. Quan, who had seen Qin Lin's method, was frightened at this moment!

Too exaggerated, too terrifying!

"Who are you?" Feng Wu's eyes were shocked and shocked. Such a method was simply amazing, and few people in the world could do it.

Qin Lin didn't speak, his expression was very cold. He felt an inexplicable and strange wave on the black-robed monk. He did not look like a living person, but was somewhat similar to the corpse refining lineage.

But at this moment, he was not ready to hide his identity anymore. He was bound to win the saint of the Wind Clan and would be of great use to him, and no matter who was ahead, it would be useless.

Qin Lin walked on the sky, and there seemed to be steps in the void.

Feng Wu also saw an incredible scene. Every time the young man in front of him took a step, his body was raised and his appearance changed slightly.

Originally, he could only be said to be an ordinary handsome guy, just like some stars, but after he took nine steps, he completely changed. The key is that Qin Lin's arrogant aura was not a peerless strong man and did not have it at all.

Qin Lin was flew with long clothes, his eyes shining brightly, and the golden sunlight behind him scattered like a god king in the dust, making people want to worship him.

"You are Qin Lin, Yanjing!"

Feng Wu was shocked and recognized Qin Lin's identity. After all, although her Feng family has not been infected with the mortal world for a long time, it is impossible for her not to know Qin Lin. He is a real genius and is rare in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of an era.

The great monk of the Daohai realm in his twenties, even the masters of Penglai were defeated by him.

It can be said that in Feng Wu's heart, among the younger generation, except for the limited number of geniuses in the upper world, few people in the world can fight against enemies, and even older masters in the fairyland may not be able to compete.

At the same time, she also understood why Qin Lin appeared here.

In fact, after the storm in Yanjing came a while ago, the Feng family discussed it.

The Qin family may be a big family in the secular world, but it is nothing in front of an existence like their Feng family. It is even worse than the dust on the ground, so there is no need to pay attention to it.

But unexpectedly, the young genius actually came from the Qin family and was still the parent-child of that person. Even the Feng family had to pay attention to such an identity.

At first, many people in the clan had proposed to restore their relationship with Qin Lin, but the ex-saint was too powerful and too strong in the clan. Moreover, more people thought that no matter how powerful Qin Lin was, he was just a junior. He could not make any troubles in the face of the real foundation of the Feng family, so he left it alone and didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, this young man came to the door.

At this moment, when many people below were completely stunned when they heard the call of the saint of the Wind Clan.

For example, the bald head just now.

Qin Lin? That is the legendary powerful man who has killed the Martial Saint!

What did he just do?

He actually went to threaten others? He wanted to grab such a elixir that was the most powerful god of killing?

Apart from being tired of living, he didn't know what other words he could use to describe himself.

Fortunately, Young Master Quan reminded me, otherwise I would be dead.

The bald pants were wet, and I felt grateful to Quan Shao.

But no one cares about these trivial matters at this moment, and everyone's attention is on the high altitude.

Since Qin Lin has revealed his identity, there is no need to hide his weaknesses anymore.

In other words, he had never thought about hiding his weakness from the beginning, but the strength of these men in black robe was as strong as he expected, and was much stronger than ordinary martial saints, and their bodies were harder than ordinary divine weapons.

"Where is my father?" Qin Linru issued a decree, looking down at Feng Wu and others, and shouting.

"Ling Zun, Ling Zun..." Feng Wu opened her mouth, but she did not say it in the end.

Although Qin Lin's father was not dead, he was in a special state, and to some extent he was even more miserable than death. She didn't know how to speak.

"Since you don't want to speak, then wait until I take you down!" Qin Lin was too lazy to talk nonsense. After taking Feng Wu, everything would be clear, and he swift forward.

"boom!"

The black-robed man who had just fought with Qin Lin seemed to have no pain at all. Although one hand had almost shattered, it did not affect his combat power. He took out two giant swords with one hand and slashed them hard, turning into a silver ocean, extremely dazzling and killing thousands of ways.

At the same time, the pagoda, divine bell, and magic seals all shook out an extremely terrifying aura, locking Qin Lin in an instant.

These are extraordinary divine weapons, exchanged by great figures of the Feng family with rare treasure medicine. They have terrifying powers. There is no accident at all that kills powerful people in the Martial Saint realm, but they are still not enough to see in front of Qin Lin.

Qin Lin was not afraid and rushed forward with bare hands, and a trace of mysterious aura flowed in his palm.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, Qin Lin's left hand turned into a Yin-Yang Taoist map, constantly turning, like a millstone that destroyed the world, and the other hand turned into a golden heavenly monument. The ancient meaning was dim and the breath of Tao came out.

"Cang! Cang!"

The harsh metal collision sound came out, and the void was shaken.

The silver giant sword and the bronze bell were shrouded in the Yin-Yang Taoist Map, and the light on his body suddenly dimmed, and the aura on it was wiped out suddenly. Even the giant sword seemed to appear like rust, and the bronze bell was shaking, as if it was about to disintegrate.

At the same time, the golden celestial stele runes transformed by Qin Lin's other hand flashed, as if representing the will of heaven and earth. They were extremely heavy, and directly knocked away the seal and the pagoda.

Seeing this scene, Feng Wu changed color instantly.

She knew that Qin Lin was extremely powerful, but she didn't expect that she could beat the magic weapon close to the Taoist weapon with her bare hands, which was completely beyond her imagination.
Chapter completed!