Chapter 1585

What is going on with this guy?

Before Wang Lin could even figure it out, Qin Shanhai had already attacked.

Despite his cultivation being inferior, Qin Shanhai seemed to hold the absolute advantage on the field. Seeing this, Wang Lin shouted coldly.

"You don't know what's good for you."

Are those at the entry level of the Great Saint Realm this arrogant now? Facing him, a Great Saint Realm perfection expert, not only did he show no fear, but he also acted as if he were ready to fight to the death.

Facing Qin Shanhai's offensive, Wang Lin naturally would not retreat; no matter how he looked at it, the advantage was his.

However, after the two truly clashed, Wang Lin realized what it meant to be dead wrong.

It was true that his cultivation was higher, but this was the first time Wang Lin had encountered a lunatic like Qin Shanhai.

So what if his cultivation wasn't enough? So what if he was injured? In any case, if you hit me once, I will definitely return the favor with a blade.

Just like that, after only a few exchanges, several wounds appeared on Wang Lin's body, some of which were deep enough to see bone.

As for Qin Shanhai, he was even more miserable; his intestines were once again fluttering in the wind, and a fist-sized bloody hole in his abdomen was continuously gushing blood.

Yet, Qin Shanhai didn't care in the slightest, not even sparing a glance.

At the same time, the offensive from his hands did not stop because of this; instead, he fought more bravely as the battle went on, as if he hadn't been affected at all.

His intestines were spilling all over the ground, and this guy didn't have a single reaction.

Wang Lin felt as if he were fighting a void.

He swore that he really hadn't held back at all; such an attack should have caused serious injury directly, so why did this guy in front of him have no reaction at all?

"You... lunatic..."

He was already afraid to trade injury for injury again. As a result, Wang Lin, who originally held the advantage in cultivation, was now being slowly suppressed by Qin Shanhai.

To say suppressed wasn't entirely accurate; it was mainly because Wang Lin didn't dare to go head-to-head with Qin Shanhai anymore. Thus, the scene turned into Qin Shanhai chasing him and hacking away.

Seeing Wang Lin being chased and fleeing in the sky, the disciples of the Yunluo Holy Land who arrived one after another were also filled with anger.

After all, Wang Lin was the Great Elder of their Yunluo Holy Land. Now that he was being chased like a stray dog, where would the face of the Yunluo Holy Land go?

"You Daoyi Holy Land disciples are being too excessive."

A disciple looked at the Daoyi Holy Land disciples not far away and questioned them. They didn't dare to interfere in the battle between the elders, so naturally, they could only vent their resentment on the fellow disciples.

However, upon hearing this, the disciples of the Blood Blade Peak were quite straightforward; they drew their long blades without hesitation. The cold blade light made the eyelids of the Yunluo Holy Land disciples twitch wildly.

"Are you guys sick? We just asked a question, why draw your blades?"

Some Yunluo Holy Land disciples were stunned, but the Blood Blade Peak disciples were very direct.

"What? Not convinced? Want to fight?"

"You..."

Hearing this, the Yunluo Holy Land disciples fell silent for a moment.

They were just venting the dissatisfaction in their hearts; why did they start fighting directly?

The Blood Blade Peak disciples were not afraid in the slightest, even though only they and the Tyrant Spear Peak disciples were present.

The difference in numbers compared to the Yunluo Holy Land disciples was huge, but did the people of Blood Blade Peak care about that?

No matter how many of you there are, fight first and talk later.

The Peak Master was like this, and the disciples under him were no less so. The Yunluo Holy Land could be said to have suffered a secret loss.

At the same time, the battle above the sky became increasingly intense. Facing Qin Shanhai, who was not afraid of injury and didn't even seem to fear death, Wang Lin was truly convinced.

Did I dig up your ancestral grave or something? Isn't it just that I said a couple of extra words? Do you have to go this far?

Just when Wang Lin was extremely angry but helpless, the Yunluo Holy Lord finally made a move.

He forcibly separated the two, then looked at Qin Shanhai, who was covered in blood, twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled helplessly.

"It's not a life-and-death feud, how about we end it here?"

"Apologize to Master."

To this, Qin Shanhai said indifferently.

Seeing this, the Yunluo Holy Lord was also helpless and turned to look at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was naturally unwilling, but facing the Yunluo Holy Lord's eyes, which clearly carried a warning, he finally apologized to Yun Xiantai.

As for Yun Xiantai, he had long been stunned on the sidelines.

Oh my mother, Shanhai's condition is really...

Yun Xiantai never thought that Qin Shanhai would develop to this point.

He wasn't like this when he was young.

He was speechless in his heart, but with the Yunluo Holy Lord stepping in, the matter came to an end.

As for that Tian Ling, dying was a waste, who told him to be a traitor.

The corpse was taken away by the people of the Yunluo Holy Land; as for how to deal with it, that was none of the Daoyi Sect's business.

For the next two days, Yun Xiantai continued to cajole and deceive within the Iron Prison Pass, but after the disciples learned of his identity, they all became smarter and didn't fall for his tricks at all.

This left Yun Xiantai returning empty-handed for two consecutive days, having only managed to get a dozen boxes of dry rations on the first day.

"Rebellious disciples, a bunch of rebellious disciples, you're going to be the death of me."

At dusk, Yun Xiantai, who had worked hard outside all day, returned to his residence empty-handed, cursing all the way.

"It's true that like master, like disciple; disciples taught by a bunch of rebellious disciples are also rebellious disciples."

"I am your grandmaster after all, have you forgotten all respect for your elders? Damn little brats."

After working all day and getting nothing, Yun Xiantai was furious.

Hearing his angry curses, Yuan Cang, who was sitting in the courtyard, looked at him with disdain. You still have the nerve to say such things?

Yes, like master, like disciple; you should be saying this to yourself.

Angrily, he sat down next to Yuan Cang. Seeing Yuan Cang, Yun Xiantai's eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled.

"Hehe, Junior Brother."

Hmm???

Seeing Yun Xiantai like this, Yuan Cang instinctively felt there was a problem. Sure enough, the next second, Yun Xiantai rubbed his hands and smiled apologetically.

"Junior Brother, do you remember that I treated you to a box of dry rations before?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Hehe, you see, Senior Brother is a bit short on cash lately, how about you return that box of dry rations to Senior Brother first?"

"Get lost, you treated me to that yourself."

"You can't say it like that; as the saying goes, even brothers settle accounts clearly. Junior Brother, you can't eat and then deny it."

I don't know where this guy got the nerve to say these things. Yuan Cang snorted coldly and chose to ignore him directly. Return my foot.

Seeing this, Yun Xiantai knew it was a no-go, so he changed his approach.

"If you won't return it, then fine. How about this, Junior Brother, lend Senior Brother a box of dry rations to fill my stomach. When we return to the sect, Senior Brother will return double, how about that?"

"Heh, have you ever returned money you borrowed in your life?" ===== CHAPTER 1586 =====