Who was this young man?
Feng Ting was extremely confused. Was he an expert? She wanted to ask for help.
But she found that she couldn't do it.
The ghost aura around her locked her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.
She was so anxious that her eyes turned red. This was the best opportunity.
The figure that appeared in front of her was Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan stared at the Hell Ghost as soon as he came out. His brows were tightly knitted together.
His eyes searched behind the other party.
There were many souls there, and one of them was a woman's soul, which belonged to Feng Ting.
Found her. Lin Xuan's lips curled into a smile.
Don't worry, I'll take you back now.
Lin Xuan's voice sounded in Feng Ting's ear.
Feng Ting's soul trembled. Was this person here to save her?
Roar! Boy, get lost, or I'll take your soul away.
The Hell Ghost shouted coldly.
"You?"
Lin Xuan sneered disdainfully. He reached out a palm and grabbed forward.
Boom!
The Hell Ghost attacked.
Hell Soul Lock.
The hook in his hand flew out, and it could take away the soul of any powerhouse.
When Feng Ting saw this scene, she was in despair again. She wanted to warn the other party, but she couldn't.
Clang!
The Hell Soul Lock collided with Lin Xuan's palm, making an earth-shattering sound.
Lin Xuan gently patted his palm, and the Hell Hook shattered. The Hell Ghost trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.
Then, he knelt on the ground.
At this moment, the world fell silent. The souls behind him were all stunned.
Feng Ting's eyes were wide open. She couldn't believe it. What kind of power was this? It was too strong.
Lin Xuan retracted his palm and walked forward, arriving in front of Feng Ting in one step.
With a wave of his sleeve, the sword aura tore the ghost on Feng Ting's body apart.
Feng Ting's soul was no longer suppressed.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Thank you, Young Master.
She was extremely grateful.
Lin Xuan said, "It's nothing. Go back, Jian Wuming is still waiting for you."
Huh? Who was Jian Wuming?
Feng Ting was confused.
Oh, I forgot, he is now called Feng Yifan.
Little Sail?
Feng Ting was surprised: You're Xiao Fan's friend?
What the hell is going on?
Xiao Fan was only an 8 year old child, how could he know such a powerful friend?
Moreover, Little Sail seemed to have displayed an extremely terrifying power before.
Lin Xuan said, "You should ask him for the specific reason. I'll take you away."
With a wave of his sleeve, he enveloped Feng Ting's soul and was about to leave.
At this time, a cold voice came from behind, "Damn it, are you looking down on me?" Do you think I don't exist?
The Hell Ghost Shadow roared madly. Ghost Qi spread out from his body and condensed into a face.
This face was the same as the Ghost Emperor of the Ghost King Sect.
You dare to stop me?
Lin Xuan snorted coldly and slapped him to the ground.
The Ghost Monarch roared crazily, "Kid, my master is a Ghost Immortal, an Earth Immortal. Do you dare to attack me?"
If my master makes a move, you'll definitely die.
Ghost Immortal's disciple?
Lin Xuan frowned, "Then all the more I can't let you live. Not to mention you, even if it's a Ghost Immortal, I'm not afraid."
With that, he punched out.
The Nine Suns Divine Fist carried a blazing flame as it directly killed the ghostly figure.
Retracting his fist, Lin Xuan disappeared into the vast universe.
On the other side, in a pitch-black hall, a man screamed in pain.
His glabella split open, and black blood kept dripping out.
He was the Ghost Monarch.
At this moment, his body trembled as he let out a sinister voice.
Damn it, just you wait, my master will never forgive you. "
He suppressed his injuries and left the hall.
He headed to the Netherworld to find his master, the Ghost Immortal.
On the other side, in the Xuan Xuan Continent's Ghost King Sect, Nameless Sword was waiting anxiously. He had never been as nervous as he was today.
Suddenly, a light flashed and sword energy descended.
He's back?
Nameless Sword stood up and asked nervously, "How was it?"
Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, and a soul flew out and fused with Feng Ting's body on the ground.
In the next moment, Feng Ting opened her eyes.
"You're still worried about me?
Where am I? What's wrong with me? "
Feng Ting looked confused. When she saw Lin Xuan, she remembered what had happened before.
"Thank you, Young Master."
She quickly bowed.
Nameless Sword also said, "I owe you another favor.
In the future, if you need anything, just say it. I'll do it without hesitation. "
"That's what you said."
Lin Xuan smiled, "This time, I'm really here to look for you. I have something I need your help with."
"You need my help?"
Nameless Sword was stunned. He smiled bitterly, "I've just recovered to the Sword Emperor Realm. What can I do?
How can I do something that even you can't do? "
"That's not necessarily true."
Lin Xuan briefly explained the matter.
When Nameless Sword heard about the 100-year-old limit, he was stunned.
So that was the case. He was now eight years old. Perhaps he could really enter the True Dragon Chess Game.
Feng Ting, who was beside him, was extremely confused, "What True Dragon Chess Game? What Qinguang City?
She didn't understand. "
"Explain on the way. Come back with me. You two go back to the Sword God's Palace."
"Can I go back?"
Nameless Sword was excited.
He had stayed in the Sword God's Palace for millions of years. If he could go back again, he was naturally willing.
Of course, the premise was that he had to leave with Feng Ting.
Feng Ting didn't refuse. She no longer had any attachment to the Feng Clan.
This time, if it weren't for Nameless Sword and Lin Xuan, she would have been dead.
So, she also nodded.
Lin Xuan led the two back to the Sword God's Palace.
When they returned to the Sword God's Palace, Nameless Sword was emotional. Feng Ting was also stunned.
On the way, Nameless Sword had already told her everything.
Feng Ting also knew that the foster son she adopted turned out to be an unparalleled powerhouse back then.
Fate really made fools of people.
The good karma she planted back then saved her life.
Well, she would live a quiet life in the Sword God's Palace from now on.
Feng Ting began to look around curiously.
"Master, you're back."
Jian Youshui and the others walked over and bowed respectfully.
When they saw Nameless Sword, their bodies trembled. "You are …"
They felt a familiar aura from Nameless Sword.
Nameless Sword grinned, and his tender voice sounded. "Youshui, Jiuyao, long time no see."
Hearing this voice, Youshui and Jiuyao's bodies trembled.
Their eyes almost popped out. "You're Nameless Sword?"
They were too shocked.
"Yes, it's me." Nameless Sword smiled.
Lin Xuan walked over and said, "It's enough for you to know about this. Don't spread it out for now.
Nameless is our trump card. I don't want the people of the Otherworld Realm and the Supreme Palace to know about it in advance. "
"We understand."
Jian Youshui and the others nodded.
After resting in the Sword God's Palace for two days and settling Feng Ting down, Nameless Sword left with Lin Xuan.
This time, they were heading to Jiuyou.
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