"Good means." Lin Ye said slowly at Shangguan Jinhong.

"I am amazed by your strength so quickly." Looking at Lin Ye, even Shangguan Jinhong's face was filled with joy.

Because at this moment, Shangguan Jinhong knew that Lin Ye had been reborn.

In two months, his cultivation has improved a lot.

"I wish you good luck." Lin Ye said, looking at Shangguan Jinhong.

"Then you should thank me." Shangguan Jinhong suddenly smiled.

Accompanied by Shangguan Jinhong's laughter, countless money helpers in uniform yellow brocade appeared in the distance, scattered and surrounded the entire Nanhu Lake, forbidding others to pass.

Although the sky was not yet completely bright, many people from the martial arts world have already come to Nanhu to watch hundreds of meters away.

There were even crossbow teams from the court, guarding at various high points to prevent riots.

But what surprised the soldiers were those rebellious people in the world. At this moment, under the management of those men in yellow, they were like docile sheep.

"Money can fight ghosts and can also help the gods. The Money Gang is so powerful." Seeing that tens of thousands of people in the martial arts world were managed by one or two thousand Money Gang members, Lin Ye couldn't help but sigh.

"To achieve this, it's not just money." Looking at Lin Ye, Shangguan Jinhong said lightly.

"Of course, Shangguan Jinhong is still alive, and the Money Gang is still there." Lin Ye said lightly at Shangguan Jinhong.

"It's almost dawn."

He kept his back to Shangguan Jinhong, and didn't even look at him. He didn't say slowly until this moment.

As the words fell, the sun slowly rose in the east, and the sun shone in.

This is the brightest, but darkest time of the day.

When the sun appears completely,

His eyes finally touched Shangguan Jinhong's gaze.

spark!

The two people's eyes met, and it seemed to spark a string of sparks.

Although no one can see a string of silent and invisible sparks, everyone can feel the truth in their hearts.

Shangguan Jinhong's gaze slowly turned to look at Lin Ye's gaze.

The three people appeared in opposition, and this was a silent confrontation.

Jing Wuming disappeared behind Shangguan Jinhong at some point, but he seemed to have not seen anyone.

In the silent confrontation, the minds of those people from the world who were a hundred meters away suddenly became shaking.

Shangguan Jinhong's eyes seemed to be hiding a pair of demonic hands, able to grasp anyone's soul.

The blue sky is enough to fully accommodate all the demons and monsters in the world.

Lin Ye's eyes were like swords, a cold and cold sword. No matter the immortals and demons, they would be destroyed in front of the sword.

"Where are your swords and swords?" Shangguan Jinhong said slowly with his hands hidden in his wide sleeves.

The sword in Lin Ye's hand suddenly made a light sound.

"Don't you draw your sword?" Shangguan Jinhong said to Lin Ye.

"No need yet." Lin Ye said in a very slow tone.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Shangguan Jinhong's eyes lit up slightly, "Where is your knife?"

"The knife is already in hand."

The hand was surprisingly stable, as if it had been completely condensed in the air.

The fingers are long and powerful, and the nails are trimmed cleanly and neatly.

This hand looks more suitable for holding a pen than a knife.

But this is the most valuable and most desirable hand in the martial arts world.

And now there is no knife in front of the onlookers in this hand.

But Lin Ye and Shangguan Jinhong had already seen the knife, full of murderous aura, a sharp knife.

When you most expect it, the knife will suddenly appear.

"Okay, it's really good." Shangguan Jinhong's eyes had completely lit up.

Shangguan Jinhong's steps have already taken off.

Now he is less than two inches away from the two, and his hands are still in his sleeves.

Weak and small, but he did hear it.

His face slowly sank.

Otherwise, this kind of sound would never be made.

Shangguan Jinhong obviously realized this, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

The laughter was getting louder and louder, and even his head was tilted.

The three people are so close that they can dodge as long as they take action.

But none of the three people took action.

The laughter stopped, "Today, I will send you my life to you. I promise that no one will be able to break into this Nanhu in the future."

No one can enter because they are not qualified.

Lin Ye understands the meaning of Shangguan Jinhong.

The sword slowly unsheathed, and the sword's momentum slowly increased.

Suddenly, Shangguan Jinhong moved, as ethereal as the wind, as fast as the lightning.

He has seen Lin Ye's sword technique, and he has also seen such a sword drawing.

A sword of that day could cut his face.

Now, although he has broken through the shackles, Lin Ye's cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds.

So Shangguan Jinhong knew that if Lin Ye was allowed to raise the power of this sword to the top, he would definitely not be able to avoid it.

Although he is proud and conceited, he is not stupid.

The cold murderous aura and the cold sword aura enveloped Lin Ye three feet, and the endless aura of death seemed to be everywhere.

Suddenly a cold light flashed, and a pair of rings suddenly appeared in Shangguan Jinhong's hand, and the pair of rings came to Lin Ye at some point.

The speed of this move was incredible, as if this ring had been staying in the air, but it had just appeared at this moment.

Almost all the people watching from afar were screaming.

In his exclamation, he heard a "choking" sound of swords. He saw that the sword in Lin Ye's hand was placed on Shangguan Jinhong's ring at some point.

The attack of this sword was also incredibly fast.

In an instant, a cloud floated across the sky, covering the sun.

The whole sky became darker again, and Shangguan Jinhong's double rings swept towards Lin Ye like those dark clouds.

And in the "dark clouds", there were lightning lights mixed with them, hitting Shangguan Jinhong.

The rings are like dark clouds, the swords are like lightning, and the weapons are fighting without any sound, and the steps are not moved a minute.

It looks like dancing to swords.

The knife is already in hand.

Xiao Li's flying knife.

Xiao Li's flying knife, who created countless myths.

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Chapter completed!