Chapter 2210 Yin Lan’s Strength
Feng Lin threw the middle-aged man to the ground and leaned against a stone.
"Who are you? You dare to break into our territory, don't you want to live?"
The middle-aged man saw the person in front of him clearly.
With the energy he just released, he knew he was no match, so he told the person behind him.
"Do you know where this is? Our sea area has already changed its owner!"
While the middle-aged man was talking, two women with disheveled hair ran out of the cave just now.
Yin Lan lowered his eyes and asked softly: "Stop talking nonsense, I find it troublesome. Where is the entrance to your ruins?"
"You want to see our new master?" Middle-aged the person asked.
“Well, take me there now.”
Yin Lan nodded.
"Okay, come with me!"
The middle-aged man felt that the two people in front of him should be the remnants of those forces that they defeated.
I came here with the intention of taking revenge.
But they are too naive, their new master's strength is unfathomable.
Led by the middle-aged man, they came to a cave in the mountain and walked nearly a hundred meters inside, which was the formation at the entrance to the ruins.
“Our master is inside.”
As the middle-aged man spoke, he was about to go in.
Feng Lin glanced at Yin Lan next to him and found that he had no reaction.
Since the other party is not afraid of this person and spreads their news, Feng Lin will naturally not speak.
The figure of the middle-aged man disappeared here.
Yin Lan sighed helplessly, "Hey, trouble, we have to fight again. I feel like I can't exert any strength in my whole body."
After saying that, he put his hand on the formation Legally.
The formation flashed a group of ripples, and Yin Lan entered the formation.
“Let’s go in too, just to see how strong this person is.”
Ye Yourong's voice came over.
“Yeah.”
Feng Lin had the same plan.
Enter the ruins.
The surroundings are still black, and the bright stars in the night sky add some brightness to the place.
As soon as Feng Lin appeared here, he found that all the guards around him had gathered around him.
However, the realms are not high, and the strongest person is Dacheng fifth level.
"Who are you? You dare to break into our War Horse City!"
The leader, Dacheng Fifth Order, pointed at Yin Lan and asked.
Yin Lan didn't speak, he just stepped on the ground and released his energy.
Boom!
The energy of the ninth level of Dacheng burst out from his body, but it was fleeting.
Even so, many of the guards here turned pale with fear.
"Hey, brothers, you have also seen my state, I am too lazy to take action against you, let's give way."
As he spoke, Yin Lan touched his hand. Space ring on finger.
In his hand, a pure black long sword appeared.
On the tail of the long sword, instead of a sword spike, there is a pair of bells hanging.
The bell was black and white, and as he shook the sword, a crisp sound came from it.
He hung the black sword on his waist and walked deeper into the area with a calm expression.
Dingle bell! Jingle bell bell!
As he moved around, the bell hanging on the sword began to ring.
Look at the many guards around, they don’t dare to be the first to step forward.
They live in this sea area, and battles happen from time to time. They have experienced so much, so they naturally know it clearly.
The first person to come forward will definitely die.
Finally, Feng Lin and Yin Lan walked deep into the ruins together.
Suddenly, there was a huge energy fluctuation in the sky, and a blazing fire appeared in the black night sky.
Brush!
A flame spear came out of the fire, so fast that there was a violent sound of breaking through the air.
The target of the spear is Yin Lan who is walking in front. Feng Lin didn't take action. Anyway, he could dodge with divine reflexes. Let's see what Yin Lan's strength is this time.
Jingle bell bell.
There was just a clear ringing sound, and Yin Lan didn't know when he had taken off the long sword hanging on his waist.
And the tip of his sword pointed diagonally towards the sky, just in contact with the tip of the spear.
Boom!
Qi Jin surged around him, and the black Qi Jin on Yin Lan was released instantly.
The ground beneath his feet was falling apart and collapsing.
Dingle bell! Jingle bell bell!
The bell hanging on the black sword kept making sounds.
Suddenly, this flame spear became fragmented.
Not only that, all the surrounding flowers, trees, and architectural peaks were neatly cut away.
After everything was over, Yin Lan hung the sword on his waist again and sighed helplessly, "Oh, trouble, I really want to die!"
Boom!
Everything that was cut around collapsed.
“What kind of skill is this?”
Ye Yourong’s voice came over.
Feng Lin's eyes were half-squinted, with a solemn expression, "This is not a skill, he was just swinging his sword just now, and it was too fast for you to see clearly."
Not only did Ye Yourong not see clearly, but even Feng Lin didn't see it completely.
If it weren’t for the bell hanging on the tail of the sword, this trajectory would have been easier to predict, and Feng Lin wouldn’t have been able to see how many sword swings he had just made.
"Swinging a sword? Isn't his sword always against the flaming spear?"
Ye Yourong asked in surprise.
"Yes, while he was holding the flaming spear and the bells were ringing crazily, he swung at least seven swords to dismember the flaming spear."
Feng Lin himself is also a speed type. Dynamic vision is far higher than that of people of the same level.
If he only looked at the sword body, he could only see two or three swords. Adding the trajectory of the bell, he could capture five or six swords.
But even so, I still didn’t see it completely.
This person is indeed not simple.
boom!
A huge fireball appeared in the sky, and the fireball fell from a high place.
After the flames dissipated, a bald middle-aged man wearing black armor appeared here.
"Who are you? Do you have enough lives for charging into our war horses?"
The bald head's eyes flashed with flames, which were particularly dazzling under the dark night sky.
"Hey, I just want to chat with your new boss. So far, I haven't killed anyone."
Yin Lan sighed helplessly.
"Our boss, you can see him too? Who do you think you are!"
The bald man suddenly burst out with energy.
This is a person who is more powerful than the Perfect Ninth Level.
Feng Lin felt that the spiritual stone absorbed by the opponent must be more than one hundred tons.
“It’s so troublesome!”
Yin Lan’s hand was grasped on the hilt of the sword.
Dingle bell! Jingle bells...
Around him, time seemed to stand still, and there was a brief silence.
The next moment, the bald head's body was shaken violently, his armor was torn apart, and he vomited blood and flew backwards.
Boom!
The bald head hit the mountain in the distance, and countless gravel rolled down from the mountain.
“You can obviously talk well.”
After Yin Lan finished speaking, he continued walking deeper.
"Holy shit! What is going on?"
Ye Yourong's voice was a little confused. After being reminded by Feng Lin just now, she concentrated on observing the sword on her waist.
But we could only see him drawing and sheathing his sword, and couldn't tell how many times he swung it in between.
“I didn’t see anything normal, only three swords.”
Feng Lin was also observing carefully, and this time he saw it clearly.
(End of this chapter)