Liu Yanliang and Su Jiner just came out, and Lin Yi’s figure suddenly rose.

At the same time, Lin Yichao said, "Be careful and I’ll go and have a look."
Lin Yi’s figure is like a high wind blowing away towards the mountain in the temple group.
It turned out that Lin Yi suddenly heard the sound of the Mountain Golden Temple.
It’s like an iron knocking.
Lin Yi flew to the top of the mountain and then his figure was as light as floc in the square in front of the golden palace.
The field is also messy with weeds.
There are also some firewood and burnt ashes around the Golden Temple.
In addition to the temple side or the golden wall, it was also blackened by smoke. This was when Ximenxuan set fire to the temple and tried to force Su Qinghou out of the temple to leave traces.
Lin Yi’s eyes are wandering around, and now there is an abnormal noise.
Lin Yi turned his attention to the Golden Temple again, and then his figure flew up and floated in from the broken temple door.
Lin Yi entered the temple and fell to the center.
Several heroic walls are now hung with two broken portraits.
The portraits of Yu Hero are scattered all over the place.
At that time, many people in the Jianghu dreamed that their portraits could be hung on these walls one day, including Lin Yi, but now these portraits are all in waste paper.
It’s really embarrassing.
Then Lin Yi closed his eyes and immersed himself in a kind of ecstasy.
In this way, Lin Yi’s hearing becomes more acute.
Lin Yi ears also twitched gently.
At the moment, the subtle sound in this temple can’t escape Lin Yi’s ear.
Even if people breathe.
Suddenly, Lin Yi opened his eyes and his eyes shone brightly.
Lin Yi’s figure also flashed toward the hut next to the hero wall on the right side of the temple.
The door of the small and medium-sized house in Jindian is a stone gate with gold paint on the outside. Lin Yi’s body instantly reached the door and struck the stone gate with a strong hand.
Although the door was bolted from the inside.
But how can the latch withstand Lin Yi’s strength? The latch is broken and the stone gate is hit.
When Shimen was hit instantly, the cold star flew out of the door and shot at Lin Yi.
It’s hidden weapons
Lin Yi didn’t dodge the surge of qi from other bodies, and the robe also summoned these hidden weapons to fly.
With Lin Yi shape also sparkly into the room.
There is a man hiding in the room.
The man was dull, wielding a sword and chopping Lin Yi’s sword. The light of the sword was as firm as a firm but gentle one. His swordsmanship and strength were not weak, but the man he met was Lin Yi.
Although the cabin is narrow and there is not much evasion, Lin Yi’s figure flickers like a phantom in the light of the other side’s sword, but it is difficult to hurt Lin Yi with a sudden attack on the sword shadow.
Suddenly Lin Yi’s body stopped.
The man’s sword cut at Lin Yi alongside of.seem.
But when the sword was a few inches away from Lin Yi’s face, it was difficult for the sword to score half a point again, and then the sword kept shaking because of its grip.
I don’t know when his wrist was tightly buckled by Lin Yi.
This is also I don’t know each other’s route. Lin Yi has been merciful.
Otherwise, this man’s wrist will be broken
The other is a middle-aged man with a square face, a big nose and a beard.
Lin Yi’s face raised his left finger and the tip gently played a.
The body of the sword rang, and then the whole body "snapped" and broke into several pieces, leaving a sword in his hand.
The other side looked at Lin Yi eyes turned out to be difficult to buy the main consternation.
He didn’t expect Lin Yi’s martial arts to be so high.
Lin Yi looked at him and said, "Who is Ge?"
Han asked, "Who are you?"
Lin Yi looked fiercely. "It’s not your turn to ask me now!"
Say Lin Yi buckle each other’s hands.
The man’s whole arm and bones creaked as if they would break at any time.
The man suddenly twisted with pain and cold sweat came out.
He immediately softened his mouth and said, "My name is Zhou Guang, and I have always longed for the Golden Temple because of my good martial arts. I dream that one day my portrait can be hung on the hero wall. I happened to pass by Jiuyin Mountain today, although … although the Golden Temple is now in decline, I wish to come here to see it."