Black Finger lowered his head with a little confusion, looked at the arm that suddenly appeared on his chest, and the coldness in his eyes also returned to clearness and then began to become dim.

"So, you haven't used all your strength just now..." Black fingers rushed blood in their mouths, staring at the big hole in their chest, with a very complicated expression on their face.

"You are a good coach. To express your gratitude, I'll send you to death."

Accompanied by Yue Lin's voice without any emotion, Black Finger smiled bitterly, and his eyes completely lost all their spirits.

Yue Lin's expression was neither happy nor sad. He stared at the two people who had escaped at least dozens of steps, and stood still as if they had taken root, and only bounced his fingers twice.

Two points caught up with Yi Xin and Bing Ren with scorching starlight at ten times the speed, penetrated through the back of their heads, and then came out from their foreheads with big bunch of liquid.

The two of them ran forward seven or eight steps before they fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no breath between their mouths and noses.

Yue Lin gently pushed away the dead black finger body, which was still standing, and sighed slowly.

"I thought I could have defeated the three of them with my own strength after I had experienced the experience in the mine last night and today. Unexpectedly, I still had to use the energy of the war space to explode the Fire Art."

"More importantly, if the other two did not escape at the last moment and sacrificed their lives to fight, I would definitely have to use that kind of mental impact to win, and I would be very likely to be injured."

"After this battle, I discovered many shortcomings in control and balance, and any slight shortcomings will be infinitely amplified in the moment of life and death, which will eventually lead to the end of defeat."

Indeed, if he directly erupted the power of the Fire Art at the beginning of the battle, he might win ten times easier than he is now, and he would not encounter the final danger at all.

But if you want to truly improve yourself, how can you compare to the tempering between life and death?

For a whole night, Yue Lin was like a rock and a piece of wooden stake, standing there quietly without moving, even if he was wrapped in layers of mosquitoes in the forest, he would not react.

He kept recalling and reenacting the battle at night.

Wherever his eyes reach, the world seems to have always followed the rules of violence as respect.

Whoever has a big fist and a sharp sword can easily determine the life and death of others.

Even if you have a wealth of wealth, you cannot attribute all your power to yourself.

Qi Jun, Xu Qingmu, Qingyi Taoist, Ying Shang... names passed through Yue Lin's mind.

Some of them have resources, some have backers, and some have talents that can make their strength stronger.

But he is currently alone, and he can only rely on himself.

Moreover, after many experiences in his past and present life, Yue Lin always understood in his heart.

That is, when strength is rising the fastest, it is always between life and death. Only this is the most passionate moment when a person's life blooms, and the most profound time when memory behavior is the most profound.

Yue Lin expressed a certain degree of respect to the three enemies who wanted to kill him, just because they made him feel something deeper and gave him a very difficult battle memory.

In order to show their gratitude to them, Yue Lin killed them and turned them into his best enemies.

Yes, only dead enemies are the best enemies.

If the internal strength transports qi and blood, the perfection of the cycle will lead to great success. Then you can sympathize with the breath, temper the whole body, cut off hair and cleanse the marrow, and enter the state of innateness from acquired to natural...

This is what the master Chen Jun often said to him, and Yue Lin recited it silently and savored it carefully.

Although the path he is now seems to be completely different from that of the warriors in this world, he still gains a lot of gains after careful insights.

"Referring to the warriors in this world, my body has been greatly strengthened to adapt to the Fire Art, but the strengthening has only allowed me to reach the realm of a horizontal martial artist. The Red Flame, which was released from one to three times later, has already taken another path completely different from the Warriors."

Yue Lin thought that his current state of cultivation seemed to have reached the state of small success in acquired breathing, but if we refer to the previous battle with Yi Xin and the other three, when the Fire Artifact Red Flame burst out with all his strength, he seemed to have broken through the shackles of acquired warriors and entered the gate of innate masters with half a foot.

But what will be above the innate?

What level do they represent in the Immortal Sect Qingluo and Youming?

In the courtyard of Qi Mansion, Qi Jun was picking up his pen and practicing calligraphy in a pavilion, while Qi Ziyue was grinding ink and serving him.

After Qi Jun wrote a large piece of calligraphy, he carefully blew dry it, dipped it in the wolf hair pen and dipped it in ink to write another piece.

"Father, Heizhi has been out for more than two days, why hasn't the news been sent back?" Qi Ziyue asked in a low voice while the gap.

Qi Jun's pen tip trembled, and a ball of ink was dripping on the snow-white rice paper.

He closed the pen with some anger, crumpled the dirty rice paper into a ball and threw it away, and turned his head and said, "Two days ago, Yue Lin left the city gate, and seemed to be heading towards the ore vein under the control of Lianfeng. Perhaps Black Finger was monitoring him there."

Qi Ziyue said in confusion: "What I can't understand is, what did that guy Yue Lin go to the mining area to do?"

Then he smiled coldly and said in a sequel: "We took advantage of Chen Jun's death and the Lianfeng Huo was in chaos, and we almost ransacked them. If we want to say that he went to the mine for nothing, I think he had no money to eat and wanted to gather the guys in the mine to work."

"But we have all taken away the guys in the mine, and we didn't even give him a few tools left. I see what he depends on to mine. Sooner or later, that mine vein will be the treasure of our Qi family."

"Let's not talk about how to deal with the Yue surname. Although it is basically a foregone conclusion to annex the entire Lianfeng Role, we must not take it lightly. It has been so long, and the black finger should come back..." Qi Jun said with a smile, but the deep sadness between his eyebrows could not disappear no matter what.

Black Finger is already the sharpest sharp knife under his command. Even he is far from the ability to make a person die. However, what happened at the dinner two days ago was like a fish bone, which kept stoking his throat, extremely uncomfortable but unable to digest it.

"The main purpose of my Black Finger tracking and surveillance of Yue Lin is to find out the other party's strength and make follow-up plans and preparations. I did not ask Black Finger to put him to death immediately. He should come back as time is calculated. Why is there no news at all?"

A series of thoughts flashed through Qi Jun's heart. As time passed, he became more and more restless. He could not even suppress his drinking three cups of tea. Finally, he waved his hand and called the butler Qi Yuan.
Chapter completed!