Chapter 648

"I obviously hid Dong XZ very well, how could it fall into that person's hands?"

The blood-red treasure chest couldn't help but find the rest, but it was the helmet.

The waves in the river were rough, and a few fish splashed from time to time.

"Nothing is impossible." Lin Hong shrugged, walked along the river bank, and finally found the old man who was fishing.

He sat by the river, holding a fishing rod in his hand, letting the wind and rain beat him, no matter how fast the river was, he remained motionless.

"That...old man?"

Lin Hong walked over slowly, showing embarrassment, secretly thinking that he was at least a hundred years old.

The old man seemed to have never heard of it: "Fish, fish, take the bait quickly."

Lin Hong shook his head lightly, took out a bottle of white wine and opened it. Suddenly, the aroma of the wine wafted out.

"Oh, it's just a mere drink."

The old man snorted softly, even though he said so, there was already faint saliva left from the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Yi, come and drink with me." Lin Hong took out a table and put it down, calling Lin Yi to come over.

"I...I want to drink too."

The blood-red treasure chest wanted to join in the fun, so it jumped onto the table.

Lin Hong took out a few glasses and poured out three glasses of wine: "Today we won't go home until we're drunk."

As he said, he secretly took out the secret seasoning and sprinkled it in the wine.

"Very fragrant wine!"

All of a sudden, the smell of wine moved the old man.

"If any kind-hearted person is willing to exchange the artifact helmet, that's enough." Lin Hong said with a faint smile.

This bastard is really a lion...

The old man suppressed the glutton in his stomach, and went fishing on his own, and he had already caught a few in so many days.

"It's delicious, don't you think so?" Lin Hong took a sip and looked at the blood-red treasure chest.

As for Lin Yi, as a puppet, he would not get drunk at all, nor would he have any special feelings.

"This taste is also amazing, even better than the fairy wine."

The blood-red treasure chest exclaimed, to be able to drink this kind of wine, even if it is locked up for hundreds of years, it is worth it.

"Just blow it up, it's just wine." The old man was drooling, but said with disdain.

An hour passed quietly.

"You can really bear it..."

Lin Hong looked at the old man and found that his saliva had been drained.

The old man snorted coldly: "I've never seen wine, I'm not interested in wine!"

"is that so?"

Lin Hong waved his hands, and hundreds of bottles of wine appeared on the table in an instant. They were opened one by one, and the secret seasoning was sprinkled in. Suddenly, the fragrance overflowed.

I can't bear it, I can't bear it!

The old man rushed forward, picked up two bottles of wine and poured them into his mouth.

However, the wine bottle in his hand suddenly disappeared, and he didn't have time to drink it.

He looked confused: "Wine, where's the wine?"

Not only that, but the rest of the drinks on the table have also disappeared.

"You hand over the helmet and there it is."

Lin Hong smiled lightly, stood up, and put his hands behind his back.

"I want a helmet, but there is no door..." The old man took out the soft sword casually, looked at Lin Yi, "Since you don't give it to me, then I will grab it!"

He is a relatively greedy person, the storage ring is good, but not that important, but the storage ring with wine is different.

"Lin Yi!"

Lin Hong frowned slightly, and soon, Lin Yi stopped in front of him, staring at the old man intently.

"I'm coming too!" The blood-red treasure chest flew in the air.

"A talking box is really rare... I'll show you what Jue Mai Sword Art is."

The smile on the old man's face gradually became weird.

Lin Hong's expression froze, and he took out the Chengying sword and took a half step back: "I heard that seniors like to compete in martial arts, why don't you and I compete?"

Although pure strength is not comparable, but the sword art... I may not be able to lose.

"Hahaha, do you think you can beat me?"

The old man was amused and thought it was too ridiculous.

"Nothing is impossible."

Lin Hong chuckled and released the sword to slaughter the sky.

With Chengying Sword flying up, the old man became uneasy: "Is this the Dugu Sword Art?"

"With good eyesight, can you ask seniors for advice?"

Lin Hong squinted his eyes and smiled lightly. A swordsman only looks at sword moves.

"Ask for advice... My father went to ask Dugu Qiubai for advice, but he died by his sword." The old man's face gradually became gloomy.

There are many enemies of Dugu seeking defeat, and almost any elder or ancestor of sword cultivators has died in his hands.

"Hey, I have nothing to do with Dugu Qiubai, I just learned his sword art."

Lin Hong quickly separated the relationship.

The old man's expression gradually eased: "You and I have a competition, whoever stabs the opponent first wins, is it possible?"

"feasible!"

Lin Hong clasped his hands, and told Lin Yi and the others to get out of the way.

"Is this... all right?" The blood-red treasure chest was a little worried, even more frightened.

Unexpectedly, he still possessed the Dugu Sword Art of the old killing god. What is the origin?

"No problem at all."

Lin Hong said indifferently, and looked at the old man in opposition.

"Lin Hong."

"Liang Guang."

The two introduced each other, and then remained silent.

Lin Hong raised his hand to hold Chengying Sword in his hand: "I think, senior should know my sword moves."

"Of course, so you will definitely lose."

Liang Guang said lightly, speaking with conviction.

"Then..." Lin Hong smiled lightly, stood the sword in front of his chest, and silently recited the word Daojian.

A huge sword exuding Dao Qi condensed out of the sky and fell suddenly.

After cultivating the Tao to a certain level, there will be Dao Qi. This kind of thing is mysterious and mysterious, and can drive Taoism.

"This is not from the Dugu Sword Art!"

Liang Guangben was carefully guarding against the sword coming out like a dragon or the sword light flashing, and he was shocked at the moment.

Lin Hong smiled lightly: "Whoever said he knew the Dugu Sword Art must use it?"

After the words fell, he threw the Yingying sword in his hand and recited the Taoist scriptures silently.

I saw that Chengying sword turned one into two, two into three, and three into ten thousand.

This is already his limit. If Taoism is more refined, he can call out one hundred thousand, one million, or even ten million, depending on his comprehension of one way of Taoism.

Liang Guang was caught off guard by the giant sword that descended from the sky that day, but he was surrounded by thousands of long swords in turn.

"Don't underestimate me!"

However, he doesn't intend to admit defeat. As a person with no veins, he has been going against the sky all his life, so how could he lose to a little baby? !

"Ding Ding Dang Dang——" Lin Hong took a few steps back with the sound of a rapid collision.

Liang Guangfei swung the soft sword in his hand so fast that no sword could approach and stab him.

"A neat sword move."

Lin Hong frowned slightly. This time the content of the competition was who stabbed the opponent first. He thought that such an attack could be taken by surprise, but he didn't expect a stalemate.

"He is a man with no veins. He has trained his body, and his movements are smooth. It is difficult to stab it..." Xinmo commented.

"What is a person with no veins?"

Lin Hong frowned slightly, not understanding this.

The demon said: "They are people who can't cultivate immortality, but can only find another way to become stronger through body training."