Chapter 1145: Sad

The old man's face was painful, and suddenly a thick black blood spit out, and his breath quickly weakened. Whether it is a sword sword domain or a giant sword, that power is far more powerful than he thought. Under this counterattack, he The injuries in the body could not be suppressed.
At the same time, suddenly a black rushed into his face, entrenched in his eyebrows, like a snake, eroding the soul.
When the old man is enemies inside and outside, he can only protect the soul first, then he can no longer cope with the enemies outside.
Faxiang heaven and earth were completely squeezed out, and replaced by a cloudy sky, ghost wind roaring, bones all over the place, an eerie breath surrounded by everyone.
In the eyes of everyone's consternation, the bone pattern was revealed, and they were instantly trapped in it.
Seeing this scene, the old man's face was ashamed, and he immediately understood that this was also one of the means to deal with himself. He could only lose it before he could reveal it.
Even if he can cope with the giant sword cut, life and death sword domain, the world of underworld, and finally fall into this array.
There are so many ways to survive, even in his heyday, it was quite difficult to deal with, let alone now.
the most important is……
Up to now, he has not even seen his opponent's face, he has already lost, it can be said that the defeat has no struggle...
The old man looked at the misty wind and mist around him, and his body was stirred up by the black air. He was almost desperate under the difficulties of internal and foreign affairs, saying: "I sent it down for thousands of years, will it be destroyed in my hand today?"
"Master..." The strong young man couldn't bear it, but he didn't know what to say.
The old man looked at his proselytized disciple, forcibly suppressed the upsurge in his body, and grinned: "I thought that finding this paradise can revive the school. Who knows that it is really powerful, it's all a teacher's fault , I will hand over to you the inheritance of the Celestial Sect in the future."
The muscular young man heard the red eyes, and suddenly stood up and said, "Master, let's fight with him!"
"Fool!" The old man suddenly glared and reprimanded: "Even if I'm desperate, it should be my old bone. After I die, you are the hope of my heavenly witch's future revival. How can I waste my life here. Planting a place, I will beg that person to spare your life at that time, don’t let me live up to my expectations,"
The strong young man said sadly: "Master, we will take you back if we work hard..."
The disciples behind were all sad and upset, and they all expressed a commotion, saying they would rather work hard with their opponents.
But the old man sighed and shook his head, apparently preferring to stay and die, rather than let his disciples make unnecessary sacrifices...
For a moment, the scene was full of life and death, filled with a sad atmosphere...
At this moment, the old man's gray pupil suddenly lit up, followed by forcibly supporting his body, pulling the disciples behind him, looking at the figure coming solemnly from the river.
To his surprise, the person who came here was too young. Although the cultivator was young and resident, it was difficult to tell the age, but in the eyes of the old man, the opponent's practice time in front of him must be less than a hundred years.
The most important thing is that the other party is really just Jin Dan nine turn...
The old man's heart suddenly sank. He wanted to use his own experience as an exchange in order to let the other party let go of his disciples. But now it seems that such a promising young man must be taught by a master behind him, how can he care about his own feelings.
If the other party is hard-hearted, maybe he will kill the last elite of his Tianwu school......
However, Lin Fei didn't mean to kill at this time. On the contrary, he looked at the crowd filled with sadness and despair in front of him.
What's happening here……
According to what he knows, this group of people seems to be looking for a closed place in Feng Shui, forcibly robbing.
Lin Fei also paid much attention to this. In order to deal with the elderly, he prepared for a long time under the waterfall and arranged a lot of backhands. This shot effect was indeed good, and the general defeated the opponent.
But at first glance, this scene is different from what I thought.
There was an atmosphere of sorrow and sorrow at the scene. An old teacher who was filial and filial piety had no fierce temperament at all. It seemed that he was bullied to nowhere. If a person from an unknown situation came to look at it, he might think that Lin Fei seemed to be innocent, The villains who bully men and women do the same...
The problem is that Lin Fei is clearly the victim...
Lin Fei didn't figure it out for a long time. He looked at these people and asked, "I'll confirm one thing first. You guys are here to grab my site. Shouldn't I bully you?"
The words fell, but the strong young man seemed to be humiliated, and immediately came forward, with a sullen expression, tragic and solemnly said: "It’s up to you to kill or stab, everything comes to me, my master winds the candle for the rest of the year, you Don't humiliate him!"
Lin Fei was speechless for a while, and I, a bullied person, didn't say anything. You villain is here in a tragic woolen thread.
However, he was not interested in being entangled with this silly big man, but glanced at it, and immediately saw the old man with his eyes closed, only to see that he had a pale face and a weak breath, and it looked indeed miserable.
but……
What does this have to do with me?
"Won't this old man come to touch porcelain by his age?" Lin Fei guessed.
"What are you talking about!" The strong young man burst into tears suddenly, his voice was loud, but this time he shouted like Lei Zhen: "My master is highly respected, how can I touch the porcelain..."
But the words were still dropped, and the youth’s height of more than nine feet was suddenly severely hit, and the layers of ripples undulated on the muscles that swelled up like a hill, but they were directly hit and flew out, rubbing a few on the ground. Ten-meter groove...
Lin Fei withdrew his fist and sneered, "Dare to give you a few colors and dare not know how to advance or retreat, nor how you live to the present."
A group of disciples dared not to speak, but the old man with closed eyes twitched his face, but there was no movement. Lin Fei indifferently glanced at the disciples and asked, "Which sect do you belong to? Why should you bother me to retreat?" "
However, the disciples were all sad and angry when they saw that their brother was beaten, as if Lin Fei was really a fierce and terrible person.
Lin Fei suddenly turned black, too lazy to talk to this group of neuropathy, but looked at Li Beixing.
At this time, Li Beixing had already swallowed several pills, and had almost stabilized the injury in the body. He hurried a few steps to Lin Fei's side. He also felt very painful and said: "These people don't know where they came from. Of course, I couldn’t agree to give up this place, and then I fought, but after I put forward the formation, the group of people counseled.