Lin Tian, vanished from the spot!
That’s right!
He just suddenly disappeared!
In the sight of Ye Nanfeng and Fuu Jiujiu, he seed to vanish into thin air!
"This..."
Ye Nanfeng was initially astonished that Lin Tian was unhard under his attack, but now, witnessing Lin Tian disappear right before his eyes, his face instinctively showed fear.
For them, such a scene was like seeing a ghost.
Such a terrifying movent technique, they had never seen before!
Not even heard about.
Even if an old ancestor at the Golden Core Stage ca, no matter how fast they were, you would at least see a trace of their shadow.
But before them.
Lin Tian moved so fast that Ye Nanfeng couldn’t see the slightest trace, as if he vanished from the spot!
Bang~
A series of thoughts flashed by in an instant.
And then, a terrifying muffled sound followed.
Ye Nanfeng flew through the air like a cannonball, and crashed into a nearby ruin, raising a cloud of soaring dust.
This scene, was incredibly fast!
The remaining disciples of the Tianyi Sect, including He Mang, could never have anticipated the situation to suddenly change to what they saw before them.
Each of them had their mouths wide open.
They looked at Lin Tian standing in Ye Nanfeng’s previous position, and then at the ruin filled with dust, completely stunned.
As for Fuu Jiujiu and the female disciples from Wind Snow City, their beautiful eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.
"Senior sister... what did he do just now, how did he strike?"
A female disciple from Wind Snow City trembled as she asked Fuu Jiujiu.
But.
Fuu Jiujiu shook her head and remained silent.
Because she also did not know!
At this mont, Lin Tian was still standing there calmly.
There was no fluctuation of aura on his body.
This made Fuu Jiujiu even more unable to discern his depth, feeling more mysterious and powerful.
Boom~
Suddenly, a loud explosion ca from the ruins.
The ruins where Ye Nanfeng had crashed into once again filled the air with dust.
A figure rushed out from within.
That figure was in a sorry state, and was none other than Ye Nanfeng.
At this ti, his clothes were in tatters, his face pale, chest sunken, bleeding profusely, and his body was sowhat shaky.
Looking at him, his injuries were quite serious.
"Senior Brother Ye!"
Seeing Ye Nanfeng reappear from the ruins, He Mang and others ca to their senses and shouted out.
But.
Ye Nanfeng’s gaze landed on Lin Tian, full of terror.
Then, he shuddered and shouted to He Mang and other disciples of the Tianyi Sect: "Run!"
A single word, filled with deep fear.
The other disciples of the Tianyi Sect were stunned for a mont, then quickly responded.
They turned and fled along their previous path frantically.
Ye Nanfeng was no match, had been sent flying like a fly, they had no courage to resist Lin Tian at all.
And Ye Nanfeng, needless to say, as he spoke, he had already turned and fled.
However.
His direction of escape was not along the smoke-free path but directly into the swamp.
"Trying to escape?"
Watching the other six scatter like birds and beasts, Lin Tian’s face sank; how could he let them all escape?
Buzz buzz~
The flying sword shot out like lightning, emitting a piercing sword chanting sound.
He Mang and the six disciples of the Tianyi Sect, no matter how fast they moved, couldn’t be faster than a flying sword!
Thunk thunk thunk thunk~
With a series of crisp sounds, heads flew into the air, rolling to the ground.
He Mang and his group, all died!
Lin Tian then stepped into the air, controlling Evil like Xiaotian, quickly pursuing in Ye Nanfeng’s escape direction.
But after chasing for a long ti deep within the swamp, he failed to see Ye Nanfeng.
All he heard was the distant threatening voice: "No matter your background, today, one day my Tianyi Sect’s experts will co out, surely cutting you down, destroying your nine clans!"
The deep resentnt and anger spread through the swamp.
Soon.
The voice gradually dissipated.
Lin Tian stood mid-air on his flying sword, his face gloomy.
"What kind of escape technique is this? It’s utterly bizarre! But deploying it likely cost Ye Nanfeng half his life, even if he survives, he’s finished!"
Lin Tian’s Divine Sense scanned around repeatedly, still unable to find any trace of the opponent, he sighed: "Such escape technique, with my current cultivation, I can’t exactly catch up! It seems that although the current cultivation world on Earth is declining, it was absolutely extraordinary in the Ancient Tis!"
"Moreover..."
As he spoke, the killing intent in Lin Tian’s eyes intensified fiercely, "Before he left, Ye Nanfeng even threatened to destroy my nine clans! Just right, after mid-autumn festival, let’s see where this Tianyi Sect is! Let have a good play with you all!"
Unable to find him, Lin Tian could only give up.
He stood on the flying sword and along the path of pursuit, returned to the Dead Spirit Pond.
The treasure over there, he wouldn’t give up.
In the current situation, any scrap of cultivation resources is incredibly difficult to obtain!
Dead Spirit Pond.
Fuu Jiujiu and others, all injured, were still there.
They were all affected by Ye Nanfeng’s strange magic, unable to move.
The few of them were still dazed, looking in the direction Lin Tian chased Ye Nanfeng away.
"Senior sister, that young man... is a Golden Core Cultivator! You actually guessed it right! Just now, he tread through the air, that deanor... even in the Central Continent there aren’t many evildoers as fearso!"
At this, Yu Fei couldn’t help but exclaim.
The others, their faces were still filled with irrepressible shock.
And their eyes started showing excitent and a glimr of hope for survival.
"Senior sister, will he return to save us?"
Zhang ii couldn’t help but ask.
Upon hearing this, Fuu Jiujiu slightly frowned but said nothing.
Yu Fei seed to think of sothing, her face changed drastically, she said: "Those who have stepped into the Golden Core Realm, are often eccentric individuals, even bloodthirsty! It’s possible he might return and kill us, then take the treasure!"
Their expressions turned fearful again.
"It’s up to fate! Even if he doesn’t return to harm us, we can’t leave now!"
Fuu Jiujiu’s face darkened slightly, shaking her head with a sigh.
The others imdiately fell silent.
Whoosh~
A light breaking sound ca through the air.
Fuu Jiujiu and others raised their heads to look.
It was Lin Tian, returning.
He descended on his flying sword above Fuu Jiujiu and the others, before slowly lowering.
Fuu Jiujiu and others felt breathless from fear.
"Sen... Senior..."
After a while, Fuu Jiujiu opened her mouth, softly speaking.
But Lin Tian ignored her, turning and walking towards the Dead Spirit Pond.
The dense Spiritual Energy surged towards him like waves.
The spiritual energy in the pond was extrely rich, carrying an ancient aura, as if sweeping in from ancient tis.
Lin Tian released his Divine Sense, extending downwards into the pond.
The pond was deep, Lin Tian’s Divine Sense extended down a full hundred ters before reaching the bottom.
Below, there was actually sothing akin to a palace entrance, carved and painted.
Turning back to glance at Fuu Jiujiu and the others, Lin Tian then plunged headfirst into the pond, diving downwards.
Before long.
Lin Tian reached the entrance, probing inside with his Divine Sense, discovering a flight of stone stairs going upwards.
He paused, then decisively stepped inside.
After a few minutes of walking, he stood at the end of the stairs, finding himself in an underground palace.
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