Qinglong looked at Zhang Dingbian who fell to the ground and died, his eyes flickered, showing a hint of wonder.
"Young master Yin, it seems that your supreme dragon code has already been prepared by the old man." Qinglong said slowly, "I thought I would help you to deal with Zhang Dingbian, but I never thought that you would be able to use it. It crushes."
Although Zhang Dingbian said that he has only entered the Tianbang sequence for a few years, in the Tianbang, his strength can only be considered average.
But after all, he is a genuine Tianbang master, a rare and peerless figure.
Lin Yin defeated and killed him so easily.
It can be seen that Lin Yin is by no means a young genius who has just made it to the top of the list.
The depth of Lin Yin's internal strength is not as good as that of many senior masters with decades of skill.
Lin Yin smiled lightly, and said: "Zhang Dingbian is just a newcomer to the Tianbang, so how difficult is it to kill him?"
Qinglong, as the senior figure at the highest level of the Dragon Mansion, naturally knows the unique knowledge of the Dragon Mansion, the Supreme Dragon Code.
This exercise is also the core of the Dragon Mansion.
Lin Yin's supreme dragon code has been cultivated to the last level and reached perfection.
Back then, Master was also at this level.
It's just that the master has been immersed in it for many years, and he is more able to control the domineering backlash of this exercise. He has perfectly passed all the periods of reincarnation, and he can retract and release it freely.
Qinglong nodded slightly, and said: "Yin rarely has such strength, so it's no wonder he dared to stand against Mr. Gu Da."
Qinglong has heard of the dominance of the Supreme Dragon Code, which cannot be cultivated by ordinary people, and the mystery of it is even more unpredictable.
Lin Yin's strength fluctuates, perhaps because of his skills.
Killing Zhang Dingbian easily is probably not Lin Yin's limit.
With Lin Yin's strength, he really had a fight with Mr. Gu Da.
After a pause, Qinglong changed the subject and said, "Young Master Yin, both Zhang Dingbian and Lin Xuan are dead, now there is only Daoist Cangjian left in Jianmen in Jizhou, what do you want?"
"Zangjian Daoist is still fighting Sikong Fu viciously by the river, and it's hard to tell the winner."
Lin Yin pondered for a while.
Daoist Cangjian must be killed.
Qinglong asked this question because he wanted to ask himself what he wanted to do with Sikong Fu.
Together with Qinglong today, they have already shown their strength by annihilating so many important figures in Jianmen, and Sikong Fu knows the whole process, and must control this uncertain factor.
Lin Yin thought for a while, and said: "You and I joined forces and quickly killed Master Cangjian."
"As for Sikong Fu, I have a means to confer martial arts on him and make him bow down."
"It's just that if you want Sikong Fu to leave Mr. Gu Da and work for us, you need to convince him."
Lin Yin was able to seal old man Shen Feng's martial arts back then, so naturally he could also seal Sikong Fu's martial arts, making him submit obediently.
However, Lin Yin still wanted to use Sikong Fu to pry into Mr. Gu Da's secrets and turn him into an undercover agent, so he needed Qinglong to make arrangements.
Qinglong pondered for a while, and said seriously: "Yin rarely has this kind of means, and I will show kindness again, and I have a 50% certainty of surrendering Sikong Fu."
Lin Yin nodded slightly, and said, "50% is sure enough."
After finishing speaking, the two left the courtyard, turned into a shadow of the wind, and ran towards the riverside where Daoist Tibetan Sword and Sikong Fu fought.
By the Jishui River.
The river is surging, and the cold wind is blowing.
The torrent rushes wildly on the surface of the river, and the water splashes like a dragon.
There were two ethereal figures flashing back and forth on the surface of the river, disturbed by the wind and rain, and the movement was quite loud.
Lin Yin and Qinglong came out silently by the river, and they gazed indifferently at the battlefield in the middle of the river.
At this moment, the water surface of the huge Jijiang River was shrouded in a fierce sword intent, as if thousands of arrows were fired at once, swishing and swishing, and the sword lights criss-crossed one after another, and the torn water surface was separated into waves.
Obviously, this is the strong and domineering sword intent of Daoist Tibetan Sword.
Zangjian Zhenren is on the offensive, and Sikong Fu is on the defensive.
At first glance, Sikong Fu fell into a passive position and was beaten passively.
However, to be able to handle such a domineering and fierce swordsmanship by Daoist Cangjian with ease, it can be seen that Sikong Fu's martial arts are also absolutely extraordinary.
boom!
At this time, there was a loud noise above the river, and the two clapped their hands together, shaking them back a certain distance.
Sikong Fu touched the water with a few steps and landed on the shore.
With a calm expression on his face, he glanced at Lin Yin and Qinglong, and said, "Master Yin, did you succeed?"
Lin Yin nodded slightly and said, "Lin Xuan is dead."
"good."
Sikong Fu's face relaxed a little, and he turned his head to look at the real Tibetan sword floating on the water with a sword.
"Zang Jian, you and I don't need to fight anymore, Lin Xuan is dead, there is no point in fighting any longer."
Sikong Fu said.
Master Cangjian looked cold, and looked at Lin Yin and his party coldly.
From the moment Lin Yin appeared on the shore, Master Cangjian felt that something was wrong in his heart, and the panic on his face could not be concealed.
Lin Yin's appearance here means that Lin Xuan has been killed by him?
What about the fixed edge?
Why didn't Zhang Dingbian block Lin Yin?
Master Cangjian has many doubts in his heart.
He and Sikong Fu didn't fight for a long time. How could Lin Yin kill Zhang Dingbian in such a short period of time?
"Lin Yin, did you kill Lin Xuan? What about Zhang Dingbian?"
Master Cangjian looked at Lin Yin from a distance, tried his best to keep calm, and asked.
Lin Yin said lightly: "Zhang Dingbian is also dead."
Master Tibetan Sword's pupils shrank slightly, and a huge wave surged in his heart.
He looked at Qinglong from a distance, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Obviously, the situation was out of his control.
Things didn't develop as he expected.
"Master Cangjian, you are the only one left of your Jianmen in Jizhou." Qinglong came out and said lightly, "You will not escape."
"This seat sees that you are also a person who has been famous for a long time, so I will not bully you with more and give you a chance to survive."
"If you can walk through my hand, let you leave Jizhou safely."
Qinglong stood with his hands behind his back, stepped on the water in the air, and walked onto the river.
"Your Majesty, Qinglong of the Dragon Mansion, please enlighten me."
Hearing this, Daoist Tibetan Sword trembled, and looked at Qinglong incredulously.
"Qinglong... You, you actually came to Jizhou?" Master Zangjian said in disbelief, panic appeared in his eyes.
At this point, he has understood the situation.
His layout has completely collapsed, and Jianmen has suffered a complete defeat.
Even he is on Lin Yin's hunting list!
Lin Yin looked at Sikong Fu indifferently.
Qinglong has his own arrogance, and he doesn't bother to join hands to kill Daoist Cangjian.
Lin Yin also believed in Qinglong's ability and asked him to deal with Daoist Cangjian.
On my side, what I have to do is to grasp Sikong Fu.
