Chapter 801 (1/2)

"If you want to fight, you can't have so much nonsense!"

Lin Yin is not afraid at all. He is just a master of tianbang. He has not recovered all his strength, but he has killed a lot. Does he care about a real swordsman!

The real man of bajian gave a cold hum. He stepped forward fiercely and waved the sword. The white waves were rolling and surging, just like the billows. Half of the main hall was covered by his white waves.

His inner strength is incredible, almost no less than Pei Wushuang, far better than ordinary master tianbang, I'm afraid he is close to the peak of master tianbang.

The surging air waves came towards Lin Yin. Where the air waves passed, chairs, tables and all kinds of decorations were twisted into pieces.

Many Lin family members have retreated to both sides for fear of being involved in the duel between the two peerless masters.

"The people under the tianbang quit!"

Lao Taijun sat on the throne and cheered.

The Lin family also knew that Lao Taijun was running out from both sides for their good.

At this time, there are only about 20 people left in the main hall. They are divided into two groups. There are 13 tianbang experts around laotaijun. Zhang Qimo is also protected by Lin Xuanye and doesn't go out.

And the elder two elders stand together, surrounded by seven tianbang masters, including themselves, also have nine tianbang masters.

With the tianbang experts around laotaijun, a confrontation was formed.

"Broken!"

Lin Yin uttered a loud drink and a fist in the air. A fierce and vigorous spirit attacked the surging waves.

"Pa!"

The white wave of bajian real man was punched by Lin Yin, and it was cut into two parts from the middle. The mighty wave rushed past Lin Yin, and Lin Yin had already bullied himself forward and came to bajian real man in an instant.

"So powerful?"

The face of bajian changed slightly.

He learned his great fortune from outside the sword gate. Every time he used this hand to suppress others, he could achieve unexpected results, but he was unexpectedly broken by Lin Yin.

"Lin Yin, your cultivation is really good. At this age, you can reach such a level. In the future, you will not have no chance to see the level above the heaven list."

"It's a pity that you should never offend Jianmen, let alone meet me!"

"Master bajian!"

The real man of bajian said haughtily.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Lin Yin snorts coldly and blows at the real man bajian.

The real man of bajian was not surprised but laughed. He held the sword in his right hand, and his left hand was like a long whale absorbing water. The endless white air waves all shrouded in his left hand, slowly condensed and compressed into a crystal clear sphere of vigorous Qi.

"Try my gangqi bullet!"

Ha ha ha ha ha, the real man of bajian smiles. The sphere formed by the vigorous Qi slowly divides into dozens of spheres, hovers in the air for a moment, and shoots quickly at Lin Yin like a bullet.

Lin Yin saw this and was surprised. In his eyes, although the crystal clear vigorous Qi sphere was countless times smaller than the white vigorous Qi wave that covered half of the hall just now, the real Qi was condensed to the extreme, which was comparable to the vigorous Qi in his body.

Each small sphere is equivalent to a vigorous gas bomb. If it explodes in the temple, people under the tianbang will die.