Chapter 132 (1/2)

Zhen Zhibing is in a panic. He is defeated by Lin Yi. His body has been scratched by Lin Yi's sharp claws.

While avoiding Lin Yi's attack, he said, ”I have no hatred with you. Why do I have to take my life?”

Lin also snorted coldly and said, ”you, a Quanzhen Taoist, have not kept the rules and become lustful. I want to do animal things to miss long. I don't want to kill you

Then he continued to wave his claws to Zhen Zhi.

The little dragon girl under the tree heard the conversation between the two people, and she already understood that there were 89 points.

At the same time, he was also grateful to Lin.

Lin is also pressing ahead step by step. He is about to kill Zhen zhic.

At this time, another figure jumped out of the trees nearby, and the sword stabbed at the back of the forest.

”Evil and evil, don't be wild in my Zhongnan mountain!”

Lin is also attacked on the back and can only turn back to resist.

The right paw is one space, Chi -

with a light sound, the sword in the hand of the figure who jumps out is also cut off.

Lin also took a look at the man. He was also a Taoist. He was about 40 years old and had a moustache.

According to the plot, this person should be another expert in the third generation of Quanzhen sect disciples, Zhao Zhijing.

Although in the whole Shendiao chivalrous couple, his and Zhen zhic's martial arts are nothing.

But they are also the most powerful of the third generation of Quanzhen disciples, and they are not good friends.

Although Zhao Zhijing was surprised that his sword had been cut off, he had just observed Lin Yiduo and knew that Lin Yi's martial arts were not inferior.

Therefore, although he was not confused, holding the broken sword, he met Lin again.

His sword is also a good sword with good quality. As long as you don't face the sharp claws of Lin Yi, they will not be broken.

But now the broken sword is only one foot long, which is one foot shorter than Lin Yi's claws. If he doesn't dare to fight hard, although he still has the upper hand, it is difficult to win Lin Yi in a short time.

So he said to Zhen zhic next to him: ”younger martial brother Zhen, what are you doing in a daze? Help me take down this heresy!”

Zhen Zhi binglue hesitated and said, ”his weapons are powerful. We'd better run away.”

Zhao Zhijing, fighting Lin Yi, said: ”younger martial brother Zhen, you just wanted to do that animal thing. If you are spread out by this evil and evil cult, it will do great harm to you and our Quanzhen religion. It's better to kill this heresy together with me. It will not only preserve your reputation, but also the reputation of our Quanzhen sect. ”

Zhen zhic is a little calm at this time.

He was very suspicious of Zhao Zhijing's words.

The two of them have been fighting with each other openly and secretly because of their future position as the leader of the religion, and they have never been very harmonious.

Now Zhao Zhijing should help him like this. There must be some conspiracy.

”Why is senior brother Zhao willing to help me like this?”

Zhao Zhijing avoided Lin Yi's paw and said, ”I'll help you for a reason. I'll help you save your reputation. You have to quit fighting for the position of leader. How about it? ”

Zhen Zhibing is not willing to listen to this, but if he doesn't agree, as long as Zhao Zhijing spreads this out, his reputation will also stink. When the time comes, he will be expelled from Chongyang palace.

When the two evils were equal, he immediately said, ”OK, I promise you!”

Then he found the broken sword beside him and attacked Lin with Zhao Zhijing.

Although Lin Yi is a level 4 evolutor with 800 kg of strength, he is still less powerful and faster than Zhao Zhijing and Zhen zhic, who are practicing Quanzhen internal skills.

It's hard to deal with either of them, let alone the two.

He was forced to retreat by these two Taoists and had already retreated to Xiao Longnu.

Lin Yi's eyes are extremely cold.

Anyway, we must take Zhen zhic's life!

His thoughts flashed through his mind, even when he used his must kill skill, the bull's version of the flapping skill.