Tianlin knew the reason why Uncle Chen laughed, which means that the matter was not what Uncle Chen and he guessed, but he felt that things were far from that simple, but the most important thing at the moment was to resolve the grudge against Elder Zhuge first.

Tianlin's thoughts changed a little in his mind, and then he clasped his fists at Zhuge Ming and said, "Your High School leads people to attack us and kills innocent people. We are just fighting back in self-defense. And we didn't know that it was Youther High School. Please observe clearly for your predecessor."

"I don't care what he is here to do. I only know that if you kill him, I am him, and I will avenge him." Zhuge Ming said sternly.

When Tianlin heard this, he suddenly said, "Since my senior is so unreasonable, I have nothing to say. If you want to seek revenge on me, just come to me by yourself, but you don't have to mobilize others like this! Could it be that the senior has other things besides seeking revenge on me?"

Zhuge Ming was stunned and said guiltily: "Hmph, I'm just afraid you will escape!"

Tianlin did not get entangled in this issue, but just smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't run away. I wonder how seniors want to take revenge? Fight alone, or a melee?"

Uncle Chen knew that Tianlin had entered the ranks of top experts, so he did not say anything to stop him.

Zhuge Ming laughed wildly.

"Okay, young man, you have a genitals! I will give you a chance to fight alone."

"Give me a chance to fight alone? Bah! I'm so cunning!" Zhuge Ming saw that he was young, and he had entered the ranks of top experts many years ago, and wanted to get this advantage, but he spoke highly, as if he had taken advantage of it. But Tianlin has now entered the ranks of top experts, so he naturally would not be afraid of Zhuge Ming, so he nodded without caring.

"Since my seniors think so well, I should accompany you."

Zhuge Ming was naturally happy when he saw Tianlin agreeing to fight alone. Yan Tianlin's friends are all very powerful. Now they are hiding where to plot to attack him. If they really want to fight, their disciples will really be killed or injured. That is not what Zhuge Ming likes to see, and there are many people around him watching at any time. Those people want to kill both sides and get both sides hurt, so they can get a bargain.

Zhuge Ming drew his sword, jumped high, and rushed towards Tianlin like a big bird.

The weapons in Tianlin's hand were obtained in the battle of Hulu Valley. Seeing Zhuge Mingchao come by himself, Tianlin hid aside calmly, and then waved his sword to cut Zhuge Ming's knees.

Zhuge Ming was old and was still in the air, but his body suddenly turned over and the sword in his hand faced the sword that Tianlin had cut.

Tianlin was determined to try Zhuge Ming's internal strength, and instead did not dodge or avoid it, he met at a faster speed.

"when!"

The two swords collided and made a crisp sound.

Tianlin was shocked and his sword was cut off by one third.

The opponent's sword is a sword that is as sharp as mud.

This sword can no longer be used to fight the enemy. Tianlin did not expect that he would lose his weapon as soon as he came into contact with it.

"Hmph, no matter how sharp your sword is, it cannot do anything to me." Tianlin threw the sword in his hand and picked up a branch.

"Use my sword." Uncle Chen hurriedly untied his sword and handed it to Tianlin. After many days of contact, he admired Tianlin's personality very much, but he didn't want Tianlin to die.

"Thank you, Uncle Chen, Tianlin appreciates it, but there is no need to deal with this person." Tianlin shook his head, his words were released, and Tai Chi swordsmanship does not require a head-on confrontation with the other party. Whether it is a sword or a branch, it is actually similar.

Zhuge Ming was furious. Even a martial arts celebrity dared not underestimate him so much. He used branches to deal with him. How insulting him was this.

"Yan Tianlin, I must tear you into pieces by such humiliation from me." Zhuge Ming thought so in his heart, and the sword had stabbed Tianlin in his chest.

When Tianlin saw that Zhuge Ming was already angry, he couldn't help but sneer. These so-called martial arts masters all regarded their reputation and face as extremely important. They didn't know the importance of martial artists cultivating their minds. When they got angry, their mood was chaotic and their martial arts could not be performed normally.

Tianlin used the branches in his hand to use Tai Chi sword technique, and he was very skillful. The other party always wanted to use a sword to cut the branches, but Tianlin did not fight against him. The branches always intersected with the side of his sword. With Tianlin's thick Tai Chi energy, after the two fought for three hundred moves, Zhuge Ming had already begun to be led by Tianlin.

Zhuge Ming was inexplicably frightened by Tianlin's sword technique. Such sword technique made him at a loss. The so-called preemption and then attack on others were all ineffective. Tianlin looked slow, but no matter how he cut horizontally and vertically, he couldn't even touch Tianlin's hair. Although he roared repeatedly, no matter how he roared, it would not change the ending.

Zhuge Ming's eyes turned fierce, and the sword in his hand circled around.

"Life and death are united!"

With a loud shout, Zhuge Mingren was like a dark cloud, hiding in the air, with demonic clouds rolling and strange screams, and instantly stabbing one hundred and thirty-eight swords from the clouds.

Uncle Chen looked at it and said in his heart: "This old ghost has used the life and death sword technique that he has never understood. It seems that he is really going to fight his life, but he doesn't know if Yan Tianlin's mysterious sword technique can withstand it."

Although Tianlin was a little shocked when he saw this strange and sharp sword technique, he was not panicked in his hand. The branches in his hand were circled, just like the Taoist priest who was exorcizing ghosts.

Every time the branches intersect the side of the sword, Zhuge Ming felt like he was trapped in a quagmire and needed all his internal force to rush out.

"This kid's sword technique is weird. It's like a sticky plaster. No matter how hard he is, he can't get rid of it. Even if he takes the effort to get rid of it, it will stick up again in a moment." Zhuge Ming was also complaining secretly. This time he felt really cowardly, and his sword technique could not be revealed. He was forced to move with Tianlin's sword intent.

Tianlin knew that this person's mind was taken away, and now he was already a slaughter, and he was not at all soft-hearted. The other party was already his enemy, and he left behind future troubles because of the temporary kindness of a woman. This was not his own style.

As Chen Bo's breathing and the fury of many disciples of the Blood Seal Sect, Zhuge Ming was thrust into the chest by Tianlin's several branches, and sprayed a large mouthful of blood. He flew backwards for more than a foot and fainted. The branches in Tianlin's hand were also broken by this force.

The disciples of the Blood Seal Sect rushed up, and the two followers with high martial arts were guarding Zhuge Ming, looking at Tianlin vigilantly.

Tianlin knew that his hatred with the Blood Seal Sect had been formed, so he waved his hand without hesitation and a word popped out of his mouth.

"kill!"

When the branches in his hand were thrown, he was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and instantly killed three or four disciples of the Blood Seal Sect with bare hands.

Seeing that Tianlin was like a murderer, the disciples of the Blood Seal Sect were frightened by Tianlin and dodged repeatedly. Those who could not dodge were killed and died in Tianlin's hands.

Tianlin killed all the way, and the two followers pulled Zhuge Ming back and roared repeatedly.

"Stop him! Quickly! Stop him!"

But the disciples of the Blood Seal Sect were frightened by Tian Lin. They had never seen such a bloody scene. Some of them had never seen even four of them. Now they were trembling all over and were eager to escape from this place.

"Baobabababababa..."

A burst of applause rang out.

"Awesome! Even Zhuge Ming was seriously injured by you. It seems that they have underestimated you." As a loud voice sounded, more than a dozen people suddenly emerged around him.

Tianlin looked at the dozen people who suddenly appeared coldly, and secretly complained that something was wrong in his heart.

"Brother Shaoyu and the others were killed by you?" Tianlin resisted the uneasiness in his heart and said with a smile.

"They just fell into my slap and needed to sleep for two days." After the scattered voice answered Tianlin, an old man in a green robe appeared in everyone's sight.

"Shura Envoy!" Chen Bo exclaimed.

"Hahahaha, I haven't been out for many years, but I didn't expect there would be someone who knows me. Not bad, I am the Shura envoy." The man in green robe laughed and said sternly.

"It's just a group of villains." Tianlin sneered.

"Yan Tianlin, I will make you sharp-tongued. Today next year will be your day of worship. Thirteenth deputy envoys, go and kill him!" The old man in green robe snorted coldly.

Hearing this, the thirteen men swung their fists to attack Tianlin.

After the branches in Tianlin's hand were infused with internal strength, they were no less than the sharp sword. At this time, Tianlin secretly broke into more than a dozen pieces, shot hard at the dozen people as a dart, and waited for an opportunity to pick up a sword on the ground.

The old man in green robe could have fascinated Duan Shaoyu and others without knowing it. He must be careful to avoid following this person's way again.

For the current plan, the only way is to get out first and then try to save Duan Shaoyu and others.

Before Tianlin could fight with the dozen people, two big birds about the size of a meter fell from the sky.

"Which one is Yan Tianlin? Our Snow Mountain Double Shadows were ordered to come and take your head." A thick voice came from the bird's back.

Before the person who came from a big bird finished speaking, another voice had already sounded.

"No one present should think about it. Yan Tianlin's head is from our Tianying Gate." The person who spoke was the owner of the Tianying Gate Blood Blade Altar. There was a curly-haired man next to him. A strong man was closely following the curly-haired man, carrying a long package.

"Hehe, everyone, you have been surrounded by more than 300 disciples of my Tianying Sect. I will limit you to abandon your weapons and surrender within ten breaths. Otherwise, our Tianying Sect will never show mercy." The curly-haired man's voice was as unpleasant as a noisy crow.
Chapter completed!