I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

"Oh? Senior is finally willing to show up?"

Bai Lin had already prepared her heart long ago, and smiled at the old man who suddenly appeared.

When the old man heard the words, he also laughed:

"Guoji, it's rare and rare. It's hard for you to perceive my existence at a young age. I admire it!"

"Dare to ask the name of the elders?"

"Muraman Yamano, his name is not enough for outsiders, but since the national teacher asked, the old man should report to his family."

"The old man is Hailing Hou Zhang Xianliang. The old guy who fought with you just now is Jincheng Hou Li Baichuan."

"It turned out to be Zhang Houye! Junior Yang Chan, see Senior!"

"Oh? Little Wawa, who are you?" Zhang Xianliang asked.

"The junior is the daughter of Yang Su's uncle," Yang Chan replied.

"Well... it turned out to be Yang Su's daughter. It is rare to take Yang Su even though he has no power to bind the chicken, and nothing to do, but he is loyal to the master.

Zhang Xianliang's answer seems to be both praise and derogation, but in fact there is no compliment or derogation. There was no emotional fluctuation on Yang Chan's face either.

"Get up! You are a woman, don't kneel."

"Thank you senior!" Yang Chan stood up.

"Wawa, how do you know the old man? If I remember correctly, I have lived in this mountain in seclusion for forty years."

Yang Chan shook his head: "The fame of Master Zhang Hou was really unknown. If it weren't for the humeral ministers of several Liang Kingdoms such as the seniors, who were relegated and jealous, I wouldn't have fallen to this point."

"Well... you are sensible. But if you are here to be a lobbyist for the current country's lord, then don't forget it!"

"Senior, don't get me wrong! This time I am waiting to come, just to go to the appointment with the national teacher Bai Lin, and have no other intentions."

"That's good." Zhang Xian nodded brightly.

Bai Lin suddenly said: "Senior, since you like to play so much, why don't we play something big?"

"Oh? Tell me, how do you want to play?"

"Let's compete with Master Hou. If I win, then please stop embarrassing my friends and apprentices."

"If I lose, I will withdraw from Longgan Lake immediately. Besides, if I lose, I think seniors will not be interested in me anymore."

"Hahaha... National Teacher, are you sure?" Zhang Xianliang laughed.

"It's a pity then, it seems that you have missed my Longgan Lake."

"Senior, don't worry about making a conclusion. Come on!"

With that said, Bai Lin bent her body into a defensive posture.

Hailing Hou Zhang Xianliang smiled, and disappeared instantly without seeing the figure!

"Fuck! This is a real demon technique!"

Yang Yingcheng's disciples, who had seen the "Demon Law" three times in a row, would have believed them if they told him that he had come to the illusion.

After all, the people here are more evil than the other!

The first time it was a wind blade out of thin air, the second time it was a pain for no reason, this time it was a direct person disappearing in place.

"Ding Ding! The system has detected a powerful mental energy! Estimated level: Level 8!"

Level eight! Regardless of the cultivation method, the strength of the eighth level can basically be regarded as an existence that few people can surpass.

At this time, Bai Lin finally figured out how this Hailing Hou Zhang Xianliang had acted like a ghost.

Compared with the first old man, Jinchenghou Li Baichuan, the reason why this old man Zhang was able to carry out wanton mental attacks when there was no one else was because he himself was integrated with spiritual power.

And the so-called appearing and disappearing out of thin air is actually a kind of energy field shield created by the powerful mental power.

This is a kind of exercise that is similar to the ability to shield people's visual signals, making people look at no one there, but in fact, others have been standing there all the time.

It's like the refraction of water. The objects in the water you see are actually not in the same position on the surface of the water.

And only with such a powerful level of martial arts, can it turn people's spirits.

Don't allow Bai Lin to think too much, now Zhang Xianliang has disappeared in place.

Bai Lin decided to brake with silence, and then ordered everyone to move away so as not to be affected by herself.

Bai Lin thought clearly, only if she doesn't move, all attacks can be directed at her smoothly.

And as long as there is the direction of the exercise method, there will be a definite source. As long as he traces back to the source, he can catch his trace.

But Zhang Xianliang was also clearly aware of this problem, so after disappearing, he did not rush to launch an attack.

More importantly, Zhang Xianliang's trick is a mental attack, not a physical attack.

He learned from Hou Yingming's mouth that Bai Lin was better at sharp palms and fast body skills.

But the resistance to mental power is still unknown.

So Zhang Xianliang volunteered and went to the eight formation to wait for the rabbits.

At first, he didn't want to make a move. After all, according to his expectations, Bai Lin, the highest realm among a dozen or so little children, was only in the middle realm of Benyu.

How could such a group of nasty brats be defeated by a warrior in the mid-level of the calamity realm?

Based on my cultivation of spiritual power, even if your Bai Lin is bundled together, you can't beat me!

At this moment, Bai Lin suddenly felt a pain in his head.

"Yeah! Here comes it!" Bai Lin nodded the dog secretly, but his subordinates were not idle.

Using the eighteen palms of Jianglong with his left hand, he swung half of his body forward, then turned to continue.

So Bai Lin surrounded a wide and huge golden dragon gas between the electric light and flint.

Then he spread his palms and yelled: "Open!"

A circle of dragon Qi took the body of the white phosphorus as its origin, and banged outwards, bursting and dispersing!

"Swipe!" The surrounding air that was affected by Qi Jin was like being combed by an iron comb, and the fluctuating motion made the hair count down.

"Pop!" There were more than a dozen trees several feet away, cut down by palm strength!

Just as Qi Jin spread to the outer circle, suddenly in the northwest direction, the Qi Jin circle seemed to be opened with a gap, and then it was bent in a strange arc to form another circle.

"Fuck! What's the situation!" The disciples were shocked.

"Bai Lin! It's there!" Cheng Yun'er shouted loudly.

"I'm not blind yet!"

Before all the disciples could react, Bai Lin let out a sneer, shook his nerves at the palm of her hand!

Seeing the mental power of the nerves, they turned into chains, straightening the originally curved circles of energy!

At this time, a figure flashed out at the center of that strange arc.

Hailing King Zhang Xianliang laughed: "It seems that the national teacher also has a lot of experience in spiritual power!"

"Senior, there are many more things you didn't expect!"

The two spoke, each using their energies, as if they were in a tug of war!

Bai Lin had also had a "tug of war" with him during the previous battle with Jin Wang Wang Xu.

However, although Jin Wang Wangxu's "Long Gang Jue" is similar to spiritual power, its essence is only the strength formed by Qi Jin.

And Bai Lin's nerve transformation and Zhang Xianliang's martial arts are real mental attacks.

The power of the two is naturally not the same as whispers.

Zhang Xianliang smiled slightly.

The long-lasting vigor that was still in the saw was suddenly cut to pieces!

"Boy, do you like tug-of-war? I see how you can do it!"

Zhang Xianliang's expression was leisurely and arrogant, as if Bai Lin didn't care about it at all.

Bai Lin sneered: "Master Hou, would you like to look at your head?"