Chapter 720

Seeing Lin Yin's calm and composed appearance, Qin Hengyue was slightly startled.

One must know that Lin Yin killed Du Chenfeng's apprentice who was in love with his father and son, and now he didn't care when he went to meet this expert who had been on the top list in person?

Could it be that Mr. Lin Yin didn't feel any pressure to meet this powerful enemy face to face?

Although old man Shen Feng didn't dare to do anything to Lin Yin, but even if he tried to teach Lin Yin a lesson, he would suffer some internal injuries.

"Mr. Lin Yin, be careful. The old man Shen Feng doesn't dare to do anything to you, but he will inevitably teach you a lesson and anger him. The one who gets hurt is you." Qin Hengyue reminded him with good intentions. .

After all, Lin Yin was young and energetic, if he was arrogant in front of the old man Shen Feng later, that old guy would focus on his attack, Lin Yin estimated that he would have to rest on the hospital bed for two to three months.

"Heh." Lin Yin smiled and didn't say much.

He probably also knew the old lady's intentions in doing so.

The old lady's idea was nothing more than to send herself in front of old man Shen Feng, and be beaten up by that old guy.

In this way, old man Shen Feng's mouth was sealed.

Later, I went to the main hall of the Lin family with my whole body wounded, so that the old lady could help me talk about killing Lin Xiao.

From this matter, Lin Yin had a good impression of the old lady.

"Master Lin Yin, come with me."

Qin Hengyue said seriously.

"Qimo, take a rest in the wing room and wait for me to come over."

Lin Yin greeted Zhang Qimo, and Zhang Qimo nodded obediently.

Afterwards, the two walked towards a formidable white jade palace in the distance.

Qin Hengyue was waiting outside the hall, while Lin Yin stepped up the steps and entered the hall alone.

call!

As soon as Lin Yin stepped into the hall, a howling cold wind suddenly blew from inside.

The wind blows for no reason, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring.

A soaring killing intent erupted from the hall, making those who set foot there feel a burst of fear.

Lin Yin's sleeves were shaking wildly, and every time he took a step forward, there was an invisible resistance on his body, making it difficult for him to move forward.

This is sword intent!

The master in the hall released his sword intent, completely revealing his formidable strength.

This is the artistic conception of martial arts that can only be comprehended by masters of the Tianbang level.

Tianbang is a huge watershed in martial arts. At this level, people will undergo radical changes, transcend ordinary people, and possess all kinds of incredible means.

Feeling the cold and sharp sword intent, Lin Yin sneered and looked coldly.

In the center of the main hall, an old man in Taoist robes with long hair draped over his back sat meditating on a futon with his back to himself.

Beside him stood a sandalwood red scabbard with bloodshot patterns.

There was an extremely dangerous aura exuding from the scabbard, as if it contained a peerless divine sword.

The sword intent that depresses people's hearts emanates from this scabbard.

The sword energy and cold wind in the hall are all emitted from it.

The old man in Taoist robes was none other than Du Chenfeng, a peerless grandmaster who once sat among the top twelve in the celestial list.

Du Chenfeng, a well-known figure in the hermit circle, almost wiped out the northwest of the Dragon Kingdom with a Shen Feng sword when he was young.

What people talk about the most is that he has no background and no sect, he created Shen Fenggu, and his martial arts and swordsmanship formed his own school.

It's just that a few years ago, for some reason, Du Chenfeng's strength in martial arts declined, and he announced his withdrawal from the rankings.

"Du Chenfeng, you have such a big airs."

Lin Yin sneered, stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, and looked at Du Chenfeng's back with cold eyes.

"You are Lin Yin? Huangkou kid, how dare you make trouble in front of this master?"

"If you kill my apprentice, I won't bully you. I will give you a sword today, go back and reflect on yourself!"

Du Chenfeng still didn't look back, turned his back to Lin Yin, and said in a deep voice.

Turning your back on the enemy is definitely the biggest taboo for warriors, and it is also the biggest contempt for others!

Du Chenfeng posed like a master!

Clang!

Suddenly, Du Chenfeng shook his arm.

There was a startled dragon cry.

The sword scabbard next to him opened up instantly, and a shocking brilliance shone out, bright and dazzling, instantly illuminating the entire hall.

The sharp sword light came overwhelming!

Zi la la la la!

The tables and chairs in the hall were instantly shattered, and the ground was splattered with flames, as if countless swords were tearing the air, filling the hall and raging wildly.

The fierce sword energy that erupted at this instant was actually so powerful!

Lin Yin stayed where he was, suddenly feeling murderous.

In the void, a cold sword shadow, like a lightning strike from the sky, pierced Lin Yin's lower abdominal dantian as quickly as if there was no shadow!

This sword is full of divine power!

clang!

Lin Yin stretched out his hand, and grabbed at nothingness. At the same time, his ferocious stellar energy surged out, knocking back the flying Shen Feng sword, making a sonorous sound.

"Um?"

The old man Shen Feng uttered a sound of surprise, did he notice that Lin Yin actually blocked his sword?

How can it be?

This sword of his has exhausted his inner strength, and it contains a monstrous killing intent. Under the heaven list, he is unrivaled!

"Du Chenfeng, you are so brave! When you unleash your sword, don't you look at who it is?"

Lin Yin looked at Du Chenfeng coldly, and said coldly.

Hearing this, the old man Shen Feng exuded an astonishing murderous aura.

His face was like sinking water, his eyes were cold and stern.

Originally, Du Chenfeng and Lin Xuanming had secretly agreed that they planned to abolish Lin Yin's martial arts with one sword, but never thought that Lin Yin would be able to catch it?

He insisted on his status as an expert senior, but he didn't want to really rush up and fight Lin Yin.

But this time, how dare Lin Yin be so arrogant? Killed his apprentice, and scolded him face to face? How unreasonable!

"Presumptuous! This master only wanted to give you a sword to this junior, to let you know that there is a sky beyond the sky. How dare you shout in front of your face? I will abolish you today!"

The old man Shen Feng said angrily, got up from the futon suddenly, turned around, and looked at Lin Yin coldly.

"You! You are!"

After seeing Lin Yin's face clearly, the old man Shen Feng suddenly changed his face, his face turned pale, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, he couldn't help but took a few steps back.

Lin Yin sneered, and said coldly, "So you still recognize me?"

"me."

The old man Shen Feng's face was livid, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, he stared at Lin Yin with disbelief.

Lin Yin's face was definitely the nightmare of the old man Shen Feng's life.

He will never forget how that young man of sixteen or seventeen smashed his sword and disabled his left hand for using the sword!

Back then, after the old man Shen Feng was defeated, he wanted to make Lin Yin a sword slave for life and follow his subordinates, but Lin Yin flatly rejected him.

The old man Shen Feng never thought that in his lifetime, he would meet that peerless and enchanting young man again, and it was still on such an occasion!

How terrifying is this mysterious boy in front of him? Only those who have experienced it will know!

"You, why are you at Langya Lin's house?" Old man Shen Feng said with a trembling voice.

"Kneel down and talk." Lin Yin said calmly.

flutter!

The old man Shen Feng knelt down without hesitation, and there was nothing wrong with his expression, let alone the airs of a grand master.

"What advice do you have, Du Chenfeng kneels and listens." The old man Shen Feng said respectfully, as if he was facing his master.