Chapter 884 Yang Lin and Xiao Tian!
Hearing Xiao Tian's words, Yang Lin didn't hesitate at all. The soul-breaking gun in his hand whizzed out and stabbed Xiao Tian fiercely with an indomitable and fierce momentum!
The Soul-Breaking Gun burned with jet-black flames, looking like a terrifying weapon pierced from the Nine Nether Hell, making people shudder.
Xiao Tian's eyes lit up, and there was a bit of relief on his face, and he praised: "Not bad! It seems that you didn't spend this time in the illusion array in vain!"
Yang Lin pursed his lips and said nothing. In fact, in the past few days when Xiao Tian was away, his cultivation could be called crazy. For twelve hours a day, he spent more than half of the time in the illusion array.
Even Yao Xiang was a little stunned by his desperate energy. She bluntly said that she had been in charge of the martial arts branch of Fasnuo Province for many years, and this was the first time she had seen such a desperate junior like Yang Lin.
Every time he heard Yao Xiang say this, Yang Lin could only smile bitterly to himself.
Because he knew very well that among the new generations that Xiao Tian had pointed out, his talent was probably the worst. If he didn't work hard, how could he catch up with geniuses like Tai Xiong, or even catch up with the likes of Tang San and Xiao Wu? evildoer? !
When Xiao Tian saw Yang Lin's expression, he probably knew what he was thinking, and nodded happily. He originally chose Yang Lin not because of Yang Lin's talent, but because of Yang Lin's unwillingness to admit defeat. Tenacity.
You must know that when the martial arts awakened, after learning that Tang San Xiaowu had the talent of Tai Xiong, many Haotian Sect disciples had expressions of frustration and resignation on their faces while being happy. Only Yang Lin showed indifference, even Still a little eager to try.
It is precisely because of this that Xiao Tiancai gave up on the new generation disciples of the Haotian Sect who had nine or even nine and a half levels of innate soul power, and only selected Yang Lin, the owner of the soul-breaking gun martial soul with an innate soul power of nine and a half levels.
However, appreciation is appreciation, and Xiao Tian will not be soft-hearted when it is time to teach him. He pointed out with his right hand, and the majestic sword moved towards Yang Lin with overwhelming force.
This sword power contains some of the mystery of Shura Dragon-Slaying Technique. Although it is just a sword finger, the sword power bursting out from Xiao Tian is still not much worse than Xiao Tian's Shura Dragon-Slaying Technique using the Immortal Killing Sword!
Yang Lin felt as if his surroundings were enveloped by countless sharp sword energies, and he was in a world of swords. A strong tingling sensation came from time to time on his skin, making Yang Lin feel as if he would be struck by the sword in the next moment. The illusion of being cut into countless pieces!
"We can't just be beaten passively!" Yang Lin bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the sweet blood slid down his throat, waking him up.
Seeing Yang Lin's performance, a strange color appeared in Xiao Tian's eyes. The sword power that had already reached its peak rose again. The brilliant sword intention soared into the sky, changing the color of the wind and clouds. The fallen leaves around Xiao Tian were even more affected by the invisible force. Divided into two, the cut surface is as smooth as a mirror!
Seeing this scene, Yao Xiang and Tai Xiong hurriedly hid in the distance for fear of being accidentally injured.
But Yang Lin gritted his teeth hard, with a look of determination on his face. He kept waving the soul-breaking gun in his hand, bringing up a series of dark gun shadows. Finally, a large number of gun shadows gathered in one place and headed towards Xiao Tian's throat. Click to go!
Feeling the tragic aura emanating from Yang Lin, like a moth flying into a flame, the look of surprise in Xiao Tian's eyes became even stronger. He immediately restrained the astonishing aura, and at the same time pointed out a finger, right on the tip of the soul-breaking gun. superior.