Chapter 576 The Rampant Linyang Mansion

When Chu Lin came over, the disciples of Tianwu Sect caused quite a stir.

So when he walked to the front, the disciples of Linyang Mansion immediately turned their eyes to look over, and finally gathered on Chu Lin. Everyone could easily see that Chu Lin had a very high reputation in Tianwu Sect.

"Who is that kid? Why didn't we know that there was such a strong player in the four palaces of Tianwu Sect before?"

"Don't we have his information?"

The disciples of Linyang Mansion looked at each other and whispered.

"Hehe, it's just a kid in the sixth calamity of the Return to Profound Realm. What's there to worry about? As long as Zhao Mengyu from Tianwu Sect appears today, my Linyang Mansion will be able to capture him!"

The cold man spoke lightly, glanced at Chu Lin coldly, and then retracted his gaze with disdain.

"Haha, that's right, with Senior Brother Hu here, these young disciples of Tianwu Sect can't find anyone who can compare with Senior Brother Hu!" The disciples of Linyang Mansion beside Hu Zheng heard it and immediately flattered him half-truthfully.

Hu Zheng smiled faintly, and his smile was full of self-satisfaction. Of course, with his level, he did have the capital among the young disciples.

"It seems that I was underestimated by the other party!" Hu Zheng's fleeting eyes were naturally sensed by Chu Lin, and then he laughed.

On the field, Zhao Mengdie also heard a lot of noise around her. Her black eyes turned slightly and she saw Chu Lin at the head of the crowd. However, she just glared at Chu Lin fiercely and immediately turned away.

"Haha, little girl, sister will not show mercy!"

On the field, the woman named Yang Song tightly grasped the long whip, narrowed her narrow eyes into a straight line, and laughed tenderly.

Zhao Mengdie glanced at him coldly, her green and slender fingers fell on the five-stringed zither, and said lightly: "I will never show mercy either."

Yang Song raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and with a wave of his arm, the emerald green whip was woven into the spirit snake and turned out an arc, crackling, and in the crisp sound, a sharp wave spread outward.

Snap——

The emerald green whip quickly swept out, like a spirit snake out of a cave, piercing through the space, and biting towards Zhao Mengdie like lightning.

The emerald green light quickly grew in Zhao Mengdie's eyes, and then the white fingers quickly waved on the strings, and transparent sound waves shot out and hit the emerald green venomous snake.

Dong——

During the collision, the crisp sound waves squeezed out, Yang Song's figure quickly rushed out, and with a strong shake of his hand, the soft green long whip became as straight as a steel gun, like a scorpion's sting, piercing Zhao Mengdie's forehead. This cruel method did not have the feeling of weakness of a woman at all.

"Snake and scorpion sting!"

The green whip shot out quickly, and the sharp air quickly covered the whip. The fierce wind would quickly penetrate even the hard flesh of the seventh calamity of the Return to Profound Realm.

Zhao Mengdie's eyes also quickly condensed under Yang Song's attack, and then her fingers tapped hard on the strings, and a crisp sound wave was plucked out quickly.

As the sound waves surged, Yang Song's vision suddenly blurred, and the green whip gun was also slightly unexpected, missing a point, deviated a few inches, and flew out from the side of Zhao Mengdie's fragrant shoulder.

"Hmph!"

The move missed, Yang Song curled his lips coldly, clenched his palms tightly, and the whip spear swept straight, with a sharp gust of wind, hitting Zhao Mengdie's head.

Dang——

Just when the whip was about to touch Zhao Mengdie, the latter suddenly raised the five-stringed zither slightly, blocking the power of the whip, and the whip fanned on the green branches, like hitting on steel, metal and iron clashing.

Holding the five-stringed zither upside down, Zhao Mengdie held it in her arms. The waist-length ponytail was torn off at some point, and the black hair poured down like a waterfall and draped over her shoulders. From a distance, you can actually see some charm.

The girl's eyes were filled with coldness, and her fingers quickly touched the strings of the zither, and an amazing sound wave, like a hurricane tearing and roaring outward.

"Devil's voice from the tomb, panic!"

A dark yellow demonic wind rose up and swept around Zhao Mengdie, and then a strong wind rolled towards Yang Song like a tentacle. In the demonic wind, a demon ghost stretched out its claws, laughed fiercely, and held a long whip in its hand, smashing it hard at Yang Song.

Zhao Mengdie's counterattack startled Yang Song, and he quickly pulled back the green long whip, which rotated in front of her to set up energy barriers.

Bang bang——

The demonic wind and the demon ghost's shadow came, sharp and unmatched, smashing all the defenses, and Yang Song also hurriedly retreated.

Buzz——

Yang Song tried to stand firm, his face was extremely ugly, and before he could make a move, Zhao Mengdie's fingers had already touched the five-stringed zither.

Swish——

The sound waves turned into transparent spikes, like a sword out of its sheath. In a flash, they shot in front of Yang Song. The woman had no time to dodge. When she was about to defend herself, the stern man snorted coldly, and his figure flashed. He came in front of Yang Song and tapped the transparent spikes with his fingers.

Snap——

At the tap of the stern man's finger, the transparent spike shot back at an even more terrifying speed and stabbed Zhao Mengdie fiercely.

Zhao Mengdie was slightly stunned by this sudden change, and a trace of panic flashed across her face. Then she pressed her bare hands on the five-stringed zither and moved quickly to fight back. One hand suddenly reached out from the side of her neck, grabbed the transparent spike, and crushed it with great force.

Zhao Mengdie was stunned for a moment, turned his head to the side, and saw the young figure standing beside him. This figure, like the last time, made people feel safe and reliable.

"Exchanges and duels are common. You rashly intervened. Aren't you too uneducated? Is that what the elders of your Linyang Mansion call you?" Chu Lin retracted his palm, looked at the stern man, and spoke coldly.

Hearing this, the stern man named Hu Zheng suddenly flashed a trace of ridicule and gloom, "How is my upbringing? Are you qualified to comment?"

"Really?"

Chu Lin's face also had a gloomy smile, and then he slowly stepped forward, gently pinched his palm and said: "Then let's try it!"

"This kind of duel between sect masters is not something that cats and dogs can come up. You should ask the opinions of your elders first, so as not to say that I rely on my cultivation to bully the weak!"

Hu Zheng snorted and said sarcastically.

Just as his sneer was heard, he heard the Tianwu Sect disciples around him all laughing loudly. He frowned and looked around. Every Tianwu Sect disciple had a joking expression on their faces, as if they had heard something crazy.

Beside Chu Lin, Zhao Mengdie also picked up the green five-stringed zither, her black hair fluttering in the wind, "I thought you would hold it in!"

Seeing Zhao Mengdie's rolling eyes, Chu Lin laughed. He didn't know who had been pretending to be a turtle and hiding when he saw him.