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Yun Qianyi had instantly killed five black-clothed men. It was as if he had given Yun City's Martial Hall's disciples a needle in their heart as many cheers resounded.

"Good job, Young City Lord!"

"The young city lord is powerful. He killed five enemies of the Martial Spirit Realm in an instant."

Yun Qianyi looked at the disciples of the Martial Hall who were still fighting with the black clothed men and slightly raised his brows, "Don't be careless, the enemy has not retreated yet."

Therefore, he picked up his long spear and charged towards the men in black.

He looked around, but didn't help, instead stealthily lurking in the treetops, looking around at the human figures.

"It's strange that the black clothed men's attacks can't be this few!" After observing for a while, he realized that the Martial Hall was much stronger than the Lin Clan Residence. It was impossible for some of the martial spirit realm and martial realm trash to come at this time.

Soon, more than twenty black-clothed men had died in the Martial Hall. However, only two of them were at the Martial Spirit Realm. How could he not be surprised by this?

"My Cloud City Martial Hall has treated you well, why did you join the camp of the black-robed men?"

Yun Qianyi's delicate voice sounded out, causing many disciples of the Martial Hall, who were fighting with the black clothed man, to turn their heads over.

At this moment, Yun Qianyi's brows were furrowed but he still held onto his spear and pierced it towards the chests of the people who were once disciples of the Martial Hall, ending their lives.

Although the disciples of the Martial Hall were at the peak of Stage Ten after the black qi had entered their bodies, they were obviously not strong enough to deal with a martial artist of the Martial Spirit Realm like her.

Every time the spear was swung, it would bring about a large splash of blood.

At this moment, Lin Hu turned his gaze towards another direction.

The person he was observing was the one who wanted to cause trouble for him, the wild blade practitioner. The opponent that the wild blade practitioner was facing was a person in the Martial Spirit Realm.

Under his flabbergasted gaze, he discovered that this man known as the Blade Madman wasn't weak. Although he wasn't a match for the person with the cultivation of the Martial Spirit Realm, he was still holding on bitterly.

Every time his sword slashed across his body, blood would spurt out but he did not make a sound of pain. Instead, he stared intently at the black clothed man as he raised the large blade in his hand, ready to fight to the death.

From the looks of it, it reminded Lin Dong of the Lin Clan's Lin Clan's Lin Mo Ran. Carrying this thought, Lin Hua sighed as he gave a sigh.

"Your personality is similar to my old friend. I'll help you with something!"

Dao Kuang had already been forced into a corner. With the suppression from his Martial Spirit Stage cultivation, a sword light filled with black Qi pierced towards his brows. He no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked towards Yun Qianyi who was currently fighting with all his might. He stared fixedly at the black clothed man as he faced his longsword with a resolute expression, while his right hand wielded his blade, wanting to fight to the death with Yun Qianyi.

The last bit of Qi he released was overbearing and was filled with the determination to die. The next moment, he looked at the person in front of him foolishly. He covered his head with his hands and quickly retreated.

"The head of the Martial Spirit Realm is indeed hard!"

Lin Hu's arm went numb for a moment. He didn't want to release the Martial Extreme Realm, so just relying on his brute force to hit the back didn't work on those who were in the Martial Spirit Realm.

Dao Kuang was dumbstruck as he stared at the back of the slovenly youth. This was precisely the person he wanted to humiliate, he didn't expect this person to be the one that saved him today.

"Who is it? "He actually hit a stew stick from behind!"

Judging from this black-clothed person's cultivation base, he should be around the second level of the Spirit realm. It was normal for him to be defeated by this saber madman.

"I knocked on it, so what?"

Lin Hu chuckled.

Dao Kuang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Was the slovenly young man in front of him also in the Martial Spirit Realm? It was laughable to think of challenging him back then.

However, the following scene caused Saberlord to be mistaken. The slovenly young man in front of him started to run away.2

"Don't grab me, I just knocked on your door!"

The slovenly figure quickly left. From time to time, he would look towards the black clothed person in the Martial Spirit Realm behind him and shout, "Come and catch me! Actually, there was a feeling in his heart that you would come and capture me."

The man in black turned his head to look at Dao Kuang, then fiercely chased after Lin Hu.

"He actually saved me!" As he mumbled to himself, Dao Kuang lay on the ground. After being discovered by the Lin Clan guards, he then swiftly lifted him up to heal his injuries.

Looking at the direction where the slovenly youth left in, his eyes revealed a puzzled expression.

At this moment, Lin Hu was running far away from the center of the Martial Hall, and there was no one around. He simply stopped and waited for the black clothed men behind him to catch up.

The young man who was beating the stick in front of him stopped his footsteps. With the help of the moonlight, he could see the black clothed man grin and say, "Why aren't you running anymore?"

"Why are you running?"

The person in front of him was at the second level of the Spirit realm, which was the perfect time to test if he could fight with his full power of the Ji Realm. How could he let go of his best opponent today?

He had lured the black clothed man here obviously because he did not want anyone to discover him.

"Why are you running?"

The black clothed man laughed and released his martial spirit, a black wolf spirit appearing beside him. This black wolf spirit had traces of white light within it, obviously a white martial spirit.

"I didn't want to release my Martial Spirit on a little cultivator. Today, I'll show you how desperate you will be when you face a Martial Spirit Realm cultivator."

Hearing this, Lin Hu did not move, but instead watched quietly as the martial soul of the black clothed man fused with his body. His lower body seemed to be riding a tall wolf-shaped spirit beast, and the aura he gave off was even more oppressive.

It was well-known that martial artists and martial spirits were not only inferior in terms of the soul and the body, but also in terms of this kind of spirit. This kind of spirit could provide a powerful strength that would make martial artists unable to catch up.

In the blink of an eye, it was already close to him. He couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to. The long sword drew across his face, barely avoiding the sword that had cut off several strands of his hair.

The sword-shaped Martial Qi directly destroyed a large part of the trees behind him. This kind of power would definitely penetrate through a cultivator.

"His reaction is quite fast!" The black-clothed man let out a teasing cry as he looked towards the fleeing youth in front of him.

In this moment of crisis, Lin Hu used his gentle steps to create some distance between himself and Qin Wentian. He then turned to look at this person in front of him.

Facing Lin Hua's gaze, the black-robed figure laughed out loudly, "How about it, do you feel despair?"

Lin Gu did not say anything. He knew he was the one who would die if he did not release the power of his Ji Realm. With the speed and power of the martial qi being lower than his opponent's, he clearly had no more brute force.

"Open the Ji Realm!"

The white stream of air rushed at Liu Ming's body and the cultivation that he had been hiding for a long time exploded once again. This white stream of air rushed at Liu Ming, causing the surrounding leaves to hover around Lin Hu's body.

"Eight moves of Chaotic Fist!" As he muttered to himself, he unleashed his fist technique.

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