Seeing the communication talisman turn into a spiritual light and disappear, Yuan Zisheng's face was full of panic, he felt his legs weakened and he sat down on the ground.
Lin Jize didn't care about him at all. He lay back on the couch and closed his eyes, waiting quietly.
Time passed by minute by minute.
About a quarter of an hour later, Lin Ji opened his eyes, stood up from the recliner, and picked up the green sword next to his hand.
bass!
The long sword was unsheathed and he looked at Yuan Zisheng.
"Your elders didn't come. Lin kept his promise. Do you think you should do it yourself or should I help you?"
Yuan Zisheng's eyes widened. He wanted to get up and run away, but he found that the aura around him, which was usually like arms and fingers, turned into a quagmire-like existence and held him firmly in place, unable to move at all.
He understood that this was the method of a monk in the Taoist realm, or even just a little thought of a monk in the Taoist realm, but because of this, he became more and more desperate.
"Senior, spare your life, spare your life!"
He cried and shouted, but he could only watch helplessly as Lin Ji waved the sword, and the sword edge got closer and closer to his neck.
Just when Yuan Zisheng was about to be killed with a sword, the sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the distance.
"Friend Daoist, wait!"
As the words rang out, Lin Ji turned around and saw a ray of silver light heading straight for his sword.
clang!
When the silver light came closer, it was a small knife the size of a palm.
The knife hit the Qingzhi sword, but the Qingzhi sword did not move at all. Even Lin Ji's movement of swinging the sword was not hindered at all, and the knife had been bounced away.
Everything is in the blink of an eye.
When the crisp sound fell, Lin Ji's long sword finally stopped in front of Yuan Zisheng's neck. The sharp blade had already broken through the skin on his neck. If it penetrated an inch deeper, he would die on the spot.
But Lin Ji stopped because Yuan Zisheng's elder had already arrived.
"It's a critical moment. If fellow Taoist takes a breath at night, this kid will die on the spot."
Lin Ji withdrew his sword, while Yuan Zisheng breathed heavily, and his whole body went limp and fell completely to the ground.
On the other side, the head of the Yuan family, Yuan Xiu, was already nearby.
He glanced at his son and then at the Yuan brothers and sisters not far away.
In the end, he set his sights on Lin Ji and Lao Niu.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, activated his consciousness a little, and soon saw the origins of the two people in front of him.
"One person and one demon? What are the origins of these two fellow Taoists, and why are they trying to embarrass me, the younger generation of the Yuan family?"
"Hey, I'm too lazy to get involved. You provoked Lin, and he wants to trouble you." Lao Niu grinned and stepped aside.
Lin Ji took a step forward and cupped his hands as a courtesy.
"I am the fiancé of Lu Zhaoer, the daughter-in-law you are interested in. Well, this relationship is a bit complicated. It seems that Lin is a generation younger than fellow Taoist."
"In short, in Xia Lin Ji, as the saying goes, the hatred of taking away a wife is irreconcilable. Today, Lin and his fellow Taoist will decide whether to live or die. One of us must survive before this matter can be settled."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden and black Taoist rhyme appeared around Lin Ji. He took a step forward and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Yuan Xiu.
"You are Lin Ji, so fast!"
As soon as Yuan Xiu finished speaking, he saw Lin Ji's sword heading straight for him. He didn't dare to be slow and stepped back quickly.
While retreating, he waved his hand violently, and the spiritual energy around him stirred up strong winds, causing the trees in the forest to roar.
It's a pity that controlling spiritual energy is only an entry-level method for monks to enter the Taoist realm, and Yuan Xiu is only in the early stages of entering the Taoist realm.
Lin Ji was still far behind in this ability, so much so that Lin Ji didn't even bother to look at the strong wind of spiritual energy he whipped up.
Wherever Lin Ji went, the spiritual winds naturally retreated and could not hurt him in the slightest.
Seeing this scene, Yuan Xiu immediately understood that the other party's realm was higher than his own.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, this is a misunderstanding! Please listen to my explanation!" He quickly wanted to defend himself.
It's a pity that Lin Ji didn't listen at all and was not prepared to give Yuan Xiu another chance.
He activated his spiritual energy a little, moved his spiritual thoughts a little, and appeared behind Yuan Xiu with one step.
At this moment, Yuan Xiu was still trying to explain something, but suddenly found that Lin Ji was missing from his consciousness.
He turned around and saw no one behind him, but at the same time, extreme panic arose in his heart.
"not good!"
His expression suddenly changed, but it was too late, because the sharp edge of the Qingzhi Sword had already penetrated from his back and poked out from his chest.
Blood spilled from mid-air. Yuan Xiu looked down at the sword protruding from his chest, feeling the heart-wrenching pain.
For a moment, there was a bit of bitterness on his face.
After a few breaths, Lin Ji drew out the long sword.
He kicked Yuan Xiu out of mid-air with a supplementary kick, then grabbed his back collar and dragged him towards the clearing in the forest.
It was like dragging a dead dog, letting the blood from his wounds flow all over the road.
In the open space.
The spiritual energy storm that Yuan Xiu had stirred up earlier was still continuing, and the Yuan family brothers and sisters and Yuan Zisheng were still struggling to resist.
After all, this is the method used by monks who have entered the Taoist realm, and the spiritual energy storm does not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. The reason they are still alive at this moment is because they were not involved in it, but were only slightly affected.
Just when they were about to reach their limit and the spiritual energy in their bodies was exhausted.
clatter!
With a snap of his fingers, the spiritual energy storm suddenly disappeared.
Apart from the mess all over the ground, it was as if the storm had never existed.
When Yuan Zisheng and the Yuan brothers and sisters raised their heads again, they saw Lin Ji and the old cow standing together talking about something, and at Lin Ji's feet, there was already a seriously injured and dying figure.
"father!"
"Master!"
The three juniors of the Yuan family screamed in surprise. How long had it passed before and after? Are there ten breaths?
In their opinion, they were just involved in the storm to protect themselves. After a few breaths, the storm dissipated. In their eyes, the unrivaled Yuan family entered the Taoist realm and fell to the ground?
This is too fast.
At the same time, Lin Ji had no time to pay attention to the three juniors. Instead, he looked at Yuan Xiu, who was panting on the ground with a look of despair, with an inexplicable look.
"I was indeed right in not taking action against you." Lao Niu looked happy at this moment. "I knew from the beginning that you were not a good boy, and I couldn't judge your strength based on your realm. I was indeed right."
"Lin is in the middle stage of Taoism. Judging from his level, you are no match for a fool like you."
"Hey, you are right, I am self-aware." Lao Niu grinned and nudged Yuan Xiu on the ground twice more with his toes, "Aren't you going to fight to the death? Why didn't this useless snack kill the arithmetic ball? Same thing. After entering the Dao realm, you will be seriously injured after just a few breaths, which is too useless."
"Probably because he inherited his own Tao diagram and entered Taoism. He has no understanding of his own Taoism. He is almost dead but has nothing to show for it." Lin Ji responded casually, "As for whether to kill or not? Hehe."
Lin Ji had a strange smile on his face.
