Feng Lin remembered that Cen Caixuan said that if you learn those few moves of the Burial Sword Style swordsmanship, you will be able to reach the ninth level.

It seems that this time, she is really ready to work hard.

"Don't worry, she shouldn't be in danger."

Feng Lin couldn't say he knew Cen Caixuan very well.

But he can be sure that Cen Caixuan is a person who cherishes her life very much and will never do anything dangerous.

Under the leadership of Han Xi, they crossed the sea.

That ancient battlefield is in the Western Continent.

However, the ruins are located close to the mid-continent, that is, to the east of the western continent.

Along the way, Feng Lin learned from Hanxi that the Western Continent became more chaotic the farther west it went.

In the Western Continent, there are also branches of the Yin Yang Crusaders.

However, the branch reaches up to one-third of the western continent.

Those wanted by the Yin Yang Crusade will be hidden in the far west.

Strength is respected there, and anything crazy can happen.

"Why don't the Yin Yang Crusaders continue to go deeper?"

Feng Lin asked strangely from the side.

"The Western Continent is called a cesspool. You have to understand what it means. It's best to find a place to bury things like excrement in a centralized place. Otherwise, it will just be scattered all over the place."

Han Xi glanced at Feng Lin and explained.

Feng Lin nodded secretly, this is good.

To put it bluntly, that area was the area deliberately left for them by the Yin Yang Crusaders.

As long as those people stay inside and don't appear elsewhere to hinder the development of the Yin Yang Crusade.

They should turn a blind eye.

"Those people will fight back if they are cornered."

Han Xi smiled and said, "The Yin Yang Crusade branch in the Western Continent is the most dangerous."

"Do you dare to kill those people?"

Feng Lin asked.

"Of course, fighting happens from time to time."

Han Xi paused and continued, "But there are also warlike people in the Yin Yang Crusaders. Many powerful captains with numbers have experienced training here."

"interesting."

Feng Lin smiled and nodded, "Correspondingly, the Yin Yang Crusaders will make faster progress if they practice here."

While chatting, they had arrived in the middle of the sea, opposite the Western Continent.

Not long after, three men in black robes also appeared on the opposite side.

They suddenly burst out with energy and attacked Feng Lin.

"Did you see that? This kind of thing is normal."

Han Xi's voice was as calm as water, "The only reason to start a fight is to get two things, money and women."

Feng Lin laughed. Of course he knew that the money Han Xi was talking about was the spirit stone.

It seems that no matter where they are, people's greed is always inseparable from these two things.

When they approached Hanxi, Hanxi raised his hand and grabbed them hard.

Wow!

Blue ice froze the heads of the three people.

Then, she lightly snapped her fingers.

Click!

The ice shattered, along with their heads.

Three people died on the spot.

Feng Lin quickly rushed over and took off their three space rings, "Here you go."

Han Xi was not polite and explained: "Here, anyone's space ring may have a treasure. As long as you have time, remember to get it."

"rest assured."

Feng Lin is a good man who cares about his family and never gives up other people's space rings.

Along the way, we met two more groups of people.

However, they were somewhat distant from Feng Lin and others, and did not come to cause trouble.

"By the way, why are you dressed so thickly? Isn't it hot?"

Feng Lin had nothing to do, so he asked curiously.

"I'm afraid of the cold, not the heat."

Han Xi said calmly.

Listening to Han Xi's tone, Feng Lin seemed unwilling to say more, and he was too lazy to continue asking.

…

At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.

Feng Lin and Han Xi finally set foot on the land of the Western Continent.

Standing on a high place and looking into the distance, it is deserted.

It's completely different from the feeling in mid-continent. There is only one word for the feeling here: desolate.

Under the leadership of Han Xi, they rushed deeper.

After driving for nearly half an hour, Feng Lin finally felt many auras.

"just in front."

Han Xi pointed to a wasteland in the distance.

There are big holes everywhere and only weeds remain on the ground.

There isn't even a complete tree here.

Finally, the two of them appeared in front of a huge pothole.

There were many people around, gathering together in twos and threes to chat.

"Hey! Do you have any fire-attribute spiritual stones? Lend me a hundred catties."

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face stood in front of Feng Lin and Han Xi, "I am still one hundred kilograms away from fifty tons of spiritual stones. I want to make up for it."

Han Xi put his hands in the pockets of his coat and looked at Feng Lin without making any move.

Apparently he was prepared to leave this matter to Feng Lin.

"Does fifty tons count as a round number? I might as well give you another fifty tons so that you can get a perfect ninth level."

Feng Lin took off the hat of the black robe.

He has a built-in hatred for those from the Sun Clan.

Since you are here to experience, you should show yourself upright.

What's more, Feng Lin is already at the sixth level, and he doesn't even look down on the ordinary perfect ninth level.

"OK!"

The middle-aged man laughed out loud, "Come! Lend me fifty tons, and I'll keep you safe!"

Everyone else around is looking here.

"Keep me safe? That's at least better than me, right?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile, "Come, let me feel how powerful you are."

"hehe!"

The middle-aged man sneered, suddenly burst out with energy, and grabbed Feng Lin's neck.

brush!

But he missed it.

Just as he was about to turn around, blood mist spurted out of his neck, and his whole head fell down.

This time Feng Lin didn't use divine reflexes, but pure speed.

Han Xi's eyes were full of surprise. Although he didn't want to admit it, this Feng Lin was indeed not simple.
To be continued...