Seven days passed in a flash.

A battle with the butcher also made the disciples of Heifeng Village realize how pale and powerless their military power were, and completely defeated their previous confidence.

What is the fourth level of body-forging and the fifth level of body-forging are nonsense!

In the face of the butcher's strength of the ninth level of body training, they could only be cannon fodder. In a battle, they actually rely on the opportunity of being injured to kill the butcher. This is a shame for them.

Especially for Sun Zhong, as the most powerful general under the eldest son, he did not play any role. Even Qiu Yan was defeated by the eldest son, let alone the butcher!

So after getting the Yuan Lingcao, Sun Zhong fell into madness.

For a moment, everyone had no time to eat, let alone cooking, and after eating one steamed bun one by one, they fell into practice here.

Except for sleeping, they spend all their time practicing!

In the end, Lu'er couldn't stand it anymore. She got up every day to cook a big pot of rice so that they could serve the rice very simply and practice again after eating, which made the disciples very grateful.

After all, Lu'er, as the eldest son's maid, had no obligation to cook for them.

So when Xia Lin finished practicing seven days later, he was also shocked. Looking around, what caught his eye were all the fifth level of body-building and sixth level of body-building, and most of them were the sixth level of body-building!

With the provision of unlimited elixirs, everyone's progress is terrifying.

As for Sun Zhong, it was unsurprisingly the eighth level of bodybuilding!

All the cultivation resources of a whole small village were consumed by them for seven days. If they had not made any progress in this way, they would probably be speechless.

This time, the practice is even more thorough and straightforward than the last time.

As for the so-called money, beauties, in their opinion, it is nonsense. This is the mainland of China! Strength is the most important thing! As long as you have strength, beauties of money are all over the world, and you will have whatever you want!

Therefore, for everyone, the most attractive thing is always to improve their strength.

"These guys... are crazy." Xia Lin sighed.

Sun Zhong walked over silently. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt that the young master was different, but he couldn't say it. Then a trace of enlightenment flashed in his eyes: "Young master, have you broken through again?"

Xia Lin nodded with a smile.

"Ninth level of body forging? Or the cyclone realm?" Sun Zhong said two words popped up in his mouth, which made Xia Lin feel ashamed at that time.

He looked at Sun Zhong with annoyance and said, "Return to the Cyclone Realm, is the Cyclone Realm so easy to break through?"

"hey-hey."

Sun Zhong smiled awkwardly, "Anyway, I'm not surprised that you even broke through to the cyclone realm."

Xia Lin smiled helplessly: "It's still a little short, it depends on the opportunity."

"Yeah." Sun Zhong nodded.

The two were about to talk about something when suddenly a loud noise came from a distance.

"boom!"

A huge roar resounded throughout the village.

Xia Lin's face changed and he looked at Sun Zhong. The two of them quickly walked out. The people who were originally practicing everywhere also gathered quickly and walked towards this side.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" Lu'er walked over with a confused look on her face, obviously not knowing what was going on.

Xia Lin shook his head: "I don't know, but I'll know soon."

After saying that, the few people thought of walking towards the gate of the village, and everyone followed closely behind.

A group of hundreds of people walked to the gate of the small mountain village and stopped. In the distance, at the gate of the small mountain village, more than a dozen people were standing there quietly, with awesome aura all around them, obviously waiting for them.

The leader looked about twenty years old, with his sword eyes and starry eyebrows, a green brocade dress, holding a long sword in his hand, and a heroic spirit. The more than ten people standing beside him had different faces, but one thing in common is that they all wore the same blue brocade dress, both in the patterns and around them, all of them were exactly the same.

Xia Lin walked in front and didn't care about their uniforms. He glanced at them and knew the other party's strength.

One body-forging nine levels, four body-forging eight levels, and ten body-forging seven levels!

Not too strong. After comparing the strength of both sides, Xia Lin breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, bowed slightly, and smiled at the people in front of him, "I'm Xia Lin, I wonder how many people are?"

Xia Lin knew from the clothes of a few people that they were extraordinary and not the bandits he had encountered in the past, so he naturally had to face them with the demeanor he should have.

The young man in the lead was stunned. It was obvious that Xia Lin was not so polite. Cooperating with Xia Lin's extraordinary demeanor, he hesitated a little. He bowed slightly and introduced himself: "Qingshanmen disciple, Qingsong."

"Hmph, senior brother, what are you talking about to them? Just a group of bandits. Kill them all and avenge the second senior brother." A delicate young woman next to her said with some anger.

Qingsong's eyes narrowed, Qinglin was right, the person in front of her was a bandit! Fight quickly and get revenge for her junior brother!

"Wait...what bandit?" Xia Lin frowned, interrupted the woman's words, and asked Qingsong.

"I still want to make a quibble." The young woman named Qinglin saw Xia Lin ignoring him and said angrily, "A few months ago, my second senior brother passed by here and was killed by you bandits. I still want to make a quibble at this time? Do you think there is no evidence? How could you idiot bandits know the secret technique of our sect? The second senior brother could even feel his breath before his death!"

Another young man next to him squatted down slightly, sniffed gently, and then frowned: "The smell of blood is strong, and the breath of the second senior brother has been washed away, but it really disappeared from here."

"It's you!" Qinglin said murderously.

Xia Lin stroked his forehead speechlessly, because at this moment he suddenly remembered what Du Yuan said to him before in the small mountain village, "Stop talking about you, a few days ago, something that claimed to be a disciple of Qingshanmen broke in, but wasn't it the same thing that I did?"

I did it... the disciple of Qingshanmen... It was indeed a good thing this guy did.

"Well, then, your disciples died at the hands of the people in the small mountain village?" Xia Lin said indifferently, "What does it have to do with us? Oh, by the way, it has something to do with us. Everyone in the small mountain village has been wiped out by us. You should thank us for avenging your second senior brother."

"You are not the people from the small mountain village?" Qingsong frowned and asked at Xia Lin.

Xia Lin shrugged: "Of course not. We just arrived here a few days ago. When we saw this group of bandits bullying the people, we wiped them out and then just rested here for a few days."

"Hmph, quibble." Qinglin said hatefully, "At first glance, you are not good people, and you have also wiped out bandits. You have just arrived these days, so how can you know the news a few months ago? It is clearly a lie."

Xia Lin smiled and said, "That's all I tell you, it's because I'm used to seeing this kind of gentleman, Qingsong, right? You're much better than the prodigal girl next to you."

"puff--"

Everyone behind Xia Lin suddenly burst into laughter. The prodigal girl, the young master, can really describe it.

"You--" Qinglin's face turned red and she became angry and was ready to take action.

"stop!"

Qingsong shouted fiercely, causing Qinglin to put down the long sword in her hand hatefully.

Qingsong walked forward and bowed to Xia Lin and said, "Sorry, although I believe what you said, this time I am seeking justice for my junior brother's wronged soul. So please come with me to Qingshan Gate. If you are innocent, you will definitely give me justice."

Xia Lin looked at Qingsong and smiled and said, "Your attitude is good, but unfortunately, I don't have time to go. You have to be responsible for your junior brother, and I have to be responsible for the one hundred disciples behind me! What if you have evil intentions after you go with you?"

Qingsong's face turned correct: "I can swear in the name of the sect!"

Xia Lin shook her head: "You don't have to swear, I believe in you, but I don't believe in this prodigal girl next to you. You can tell from her appearance that she has been spoiled by you. I guess she has done a lot of things for her to do for her. Judging from her appearance now, maybe the death of the second senior brother this time is related to her."

With one sentence, the Qingshan Gate disciples all had a look of embarrassment, which was obviously arguing.

A spoiled young junior sister, more importantly, she wanted to collect some seven-spirit flowers. As a result, the second senior brother who loved the young junior sister in her heart came out to find her. Unexpectedly, she never came back after going there. Later, the secret technique was stimulated, and the second senior brother was accurately found. The Qingshan disciple rushed over.

Seeing the Qingshan Gate disciples suddenly fell silent, Xia Lin was also quite surprised. He wouldn't really make the decision. Tsk tsk, it's indeed...

Qingsong shook his head, instantly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and pointed it at them: "Sorry, if you don't go, I can only force you to take you away."

Xia Lin smiled slightly: "Are you sure you can take us away?"

brush!

brush!

brush!

The aura of all the disciples of Heifeng Village suddenly burst out, and countless shocking auras were immediately transmitted, making everyone in Qingshanmen pale.

The fifth and sixth levels of the body forging, as well as several strong men of the body forging, the seventh levels of the body forging, are much worse than theirs, but they can't stand the number of people on the other side, a total of 100 people!

"Very strong." Qingsong praised inwardly, "In this way, it is more necessary for me to take you all."

"Qingshan Formation, prepare!"

brush!

More than ten Qingshanmen disciples actually formed a ring shape, with their feet chaotic and moved gently, and a very large formation was formed.

"Formation?"

Xia Lin's mind was beating. He had read this thing in the book, but he didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to see it once so soon. The formation, especially the combination formation with a large number of people, was enough to raise everyone's strength collectively. And judging from their formation, it seemed to be a defensive formation. The only one outside the formation was Qingsong!

Almost in an instant, Xia Lin understood their tactics.
Chapter completed!