"senior!"
"master!"
Lin Beichen's wings fluttered in the void, and he landed next to Gong Wenhan with Yu Wenjing.
"Master, how are you?" Yu Wenjing asked with red eyes.
"Cough...cough, master is fine, he doesn't dare to kill me." Gong Wenhan wiped the blood on his mouth and coughed.
"Senior! It's all my fault!" Lin Beichen clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug deeply into the flesh, and several lines of bright red blood flowed out.
"Is the Federation of Trade Unions still unwilling to protect me?"
"Are we about to reach a desperate situation?"
"Am I going to...die here?"
Lin Beichen murmured in a low voice.
Originally, he estimated that there were no strong men in the Tianyin realm in Tongzhou Prefecture, so he didn't worry about killing Tong Ling, but he didn't expect...
Despair now enveloped him deeply.
Tong Ming, he couldn't fight, and he couldn't escape.
"Now it's your turn, you will be even worse than him!"
Tong Ming stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at Lin Beichen with a sneer, as if he was looking at a clown.
The next second, Lin Beichen felt that his body was forced to stay in place by a pressure. No matter how he activated the Spirit Wing Technique, it was of no avail.
This is the terrifying thing about a strong person in the Tianyin realm being able to crush a strong person in the Spiritual Pulse realm!
One is the ability to fly in the air.
The second is to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to suppress the spiritual energy within a few feet of the enemy, and then lock the enemy so that it cannot move, just like Lin Beichen at this moment.
"Hahaha, it was your son who wanted to kill me first!"
"Those who want to kill will always be killed!"
"Come on, let me see how strong the Tianyin Realm is!"
Suddenly, Lin Beichen somehow managed to break free from the shackles of the pressure and looked up to the sky with a big smile.
I saw him rising into the sky, running the Tianyan Taoist Scripture crazily.
At this moment, the spiritual energy has been stimulated to the extreme by him!
"The first form of the Nine Heavens Burning Fire Sword!"
As Lin Beichen let out a low shout, blue flames suddenly rose up in the void within a few dozen feet around him.
The next second, blue flames gathered and attached themselves to the three-foot green peak.
"Feng Tian!"
Lin Beichen drank violently, and the sword energy engulfed the flames and cut through the sky.
Point directly at Tong Ming!
"Not bad martial arts. If your realm reaches the Tianyin realm, you might be able to hurt me."
"Too bad you're not."
Tong Ming looked at the rapidly swinging sword energy calmly, without any panic in her eyes. She looked at Lin Beichen like a clown.
I saw Tong Ming's sleeved robe gently waving in the void. In an instant, the originally fierce sword energy disappeared without a trace before it entered within ten feet of his body, just like Lin Beichen's sword energy. Never appeared in general.
"Oh, I'm just a clown. Realm is the most fundamental thing. Do you understand?"
Tong Ming sneered and mocked.
"Huh..." Lin Beichen gasped, ignoring Tong Ming's taunting.
He had used all his strength to strike Fentian with his sword just now, and his spiritual energy was also consumed too much.
"Oh, you can't even attack at close range?" Lin Beichen laughed at himself.
"Today is the day you die!" Tong Ming shouted coldly, no longer giving Lin Beichen a chance to speak.
In just one breath, he arrived in front of Lin Beichen, as fast as a ghost!
This is the real flying speed of Tianyin Realm. It is several times faster than Lin Beichen's Spirit Wing Technique.
"If you have any last words, tell my son, and die!"
Tong Ming's violent shout instantly woke up Lin Beichen who was in a state of unconsciousness.
But, it's already too late.
I saw the spiritual energy gathering on Tong Ming's right palm, and slapped Lin Beichen's forehead hard!
If this palm hits his head firmly, even if Daluo Jinxian comes, he will not be able to save his life.
"My life is at an end..."
But just when Lin Beichen closed his eyes and waited for his fate to come, he suddenly heard Tong Ming's scream, and Lin Beichen hurriedly opened his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Tong Ming flew out like a kite with broken strings under his shocked gaze.
The next second, two figures slowly emerged in the void in front of Lin Beichen.
One of them was Jin Buhuan, who was going to the imperial capital. Next to him stood an old man in purple robes, but Lin Beichen didn't recognize him.
"Little friend Lin, I'm late, are you okay?" Jin Buhuan said with a smile.
"If you come later, you can have a meal."
Lin Beichen smiled bitterly and shook his head. After muttering a few words in a low voice, his eyes secretly glanced at the old man in purple robe.
Being able to knock Tong Ming away with one blow would be impossible for President Jin to do.
In other words, it was this old man who saved me just now?
The old man in purple robe smiled slightly and did not shy away from Lin Beichen's scanning eyes.
"Do you, the Alchemist Guild, really want to intervene?" Tong Ming gritted his teeth.
Just a little bit, just a little bit close!
The old man in purple robe slowly turned around and looked at Tong Ming and sneered: "Not only did you injure the vice president of my union, but you also wanted to kill the worshiper of my federation. You are so brave. Do you think that our alchemist union is good?" Bully!"
"Haha, you are deceiving me? How does he, a first-level alchemist, qualify to become a worshipper!"
"If you insist on intervening, I, Tong Ming, will definitely report it to His Majesty! Let's see if His Majesty believes what you say!"
The more Tong Ming spoke, the angrier he became. The old man in purple robe was completely treating him like a fool!
"Then open your dog eyes and show me what this is!" The purple-robed old man smiled coldly.
With a flick of his finger, a token shot towards Tong Ming.
Tong Ming caught the token and looked at it, and his pupils suddenly shrank in the next second.
I saw the three characters "Lin Beichen" clearly engraved on the token.
"This is impossible!" Tong Ming shouted in a sharp voice: "Why is he a first-level alchemist?"
"You don't need to know that."
The old man in purple robe waved his sleeves, and the token flew back to his hand.
"Now, immediately, immediately, hand over five thousand spiritual crystals as compensation for this time, and then take your people and get out of here." The purple-robed old man narrowed his eyes slightly and threatened in a cold voice: "Otherwise, you will die!"
He took action this time under the orders of the Federation of Trade Unions. If a small Tongzhou mansion had to be stubborn and ignorant, then he wouldn't mind letting the royal family choose another mansion head...
Their Alchemist Guild has always been protective of their little ones, even the royal family can only suffer the consequences of being dumb.
Don't cause trouble, but that doesn't mean you are afraid of trouble!
When they get angry, the entire Xuanling Dynasty will tremble!
"Mountains and rivers meet each other. You are the boss today, but you cannot be the boss forever!" Tong Ming said with a ferocious expression.
Reluctantly, he took out a cloth bag from his arms, threw it to the purple-robed old man, and left with the soldiers.
Seeing Tong Ming leaving, Lin Beichen slowly breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."
"No problem." The old man in purple robe said casually.
Then he threw the bag and token to Lin Beichen and continued: "This token has 10,000 meritorious deeds, which can be exchanged for items at any union. As for the five thousand spirit crystals, it will be considered as the mental damage fee given by Tong Ming."
