Martial Hero Rebirth

Lin Yi raised his blade in defense, but at that moment a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly appeared and immediately rushed towards Tianjiao with a roar.:

“Ao Tianjiao, you son of a owl, bring her back!”

And struck with his palm!

The reception was incredibly powerful, but there was even more despair and grief in it.

Tianjiao's face changed and with a roar, his inner strength burst out in a wave, he responded with palm to palm.

«Boom!»

Before the palms collided, the shock wave crushed the grass.

Tianjiao didn’t even move, but the young man accepted all the power that passed through his hand and shook all his internal organs. He turned pale, streams of blood flowed from the edges of his lips..

“Hmph, and that’s what you call a hit?” Tianjiao snorted. “The Palm of Woe is an excellent set of techniques, the heroes of your sect often become great experts, but apparently you were sleeping instead of training. There was no strength, no accuracy, no speed in your technique. How dare you, a disgrace of your own sect, challenge me? People like you cannot protect their own woman, your ancestors are ashamed of you! If I were you, I would have jumped off a cliff long ago!”

Yang Xifeng, another past life legend!

Despite his great talent for martial arts, this young man really hated practicing them. He spent almost all his time with Zhuer, a girl from the Ancient Tomb Sect. It was only because of her dream of becoming the greatest warrior of her sect that he also practiced martial arts in order to keep up with her and always be a worthy opponent in sparring..

But alas, when you practice martial arts aimlessly, you will not achieve real strength. Therefore, when Tianjiao attacked the Ancient Tomb Sect, he kidnapped Zhuoer and deprived her of honor.

Yang Xifeng, then only an expert at the peak of the second grade, could only watch as the love of his life was carried away by some barbarian. Tianjiao seemed to have torn out his heart.

Driven by grief and a thirst for revenge, Xifeng took martial arts seriously for the first time and quickly mastered the unique techniques of the Yang family. Especially in the Palm of Grief - which is not surprising, after such and such a story.

In addition to the Nine Yin Sutra, he increased his strength at an incredible speed and rose to first class in just a month..

After which he went on a mad pursuit of Ao Tianjiao to take revenge and return his beloved.

From the game, Lin Yi knew that endless defeats awaited him, one after another, even after he became the supreme expert and one of the ten strongest in the world. Many envied his skills, but even more sympathized with his tragic fate..

His love committed suicide.

Therefore, Lin Yi felt a strange mixture of feelings. In a past life, the young man faced tragedy, but in this life, fate has not yet reached its final point. He could still change the future of this good man. And get him on your side!

There are never too many great masters, each of them will help the Five Mountain Swords!

With this thought, Lin Yi decided to intervene. Yang Xifeng has already suffered, so there is a high chance of saving him and getting him on your side!

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Sifeng did not think that he would be on the verge of death with the first blow. But no matter how serious the internal wounds were, in front of him was the person who killed the elders of the Ancient Tomb Sect and kidnapped Zhuer!

How she screamed and struggled was still a vision before his eyes. After all, he could have prevented this. If only I had taken up the study of martial arts seriously right away....

He didn't even know what was wrong with her now. Nothing had been heard about her for six months, and every day of uncertainty was a knife in his heart..

“Tianjiao! Bring back my Zhoer!” he roared with bloodshot eyes and immediately struck again.

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“Sister, look, he has studied the Nine Yin Sutra!” exclaimed Mu Ziyan.

Itin, not at all surprised, said:

“Didn't you hear what Tianjiao said? This is the heir of the Carved Idol, and they were once part of Peachbud Island. Why be surprised??”

“A. Well... then... he had a weaker grip on her than you, sister!”

Itin rolled her eyes..

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Seeing the enemy approaching, Tianjiao only grinned. There was nothing but mockery in his eyes.

Some six months passed, and this kid kept attacking him with his stupid thirst for revenge. Tianjiao would have killed anyone else long ago, but it was funny for him to watch the desperation and helplessness with which this guy demanded his.

Every time, winning and mocking him, Tianjiao experienced more pleasure than this Zhura - that is, the Jury... or whatever it was called - could give him.

However, this was the case until today. The boy developed too quickly, like a snowball rolling down a mountain. Already now, theoretically, he could cause some harm. Who knows what will happen in another six months? If it weren't for the threat that Lin Yi turned out to be, he might have grinned and spared the loser again, but...

It's time to end him.

Tianjiao used the Innate Heaven Skill to the fullest and seemed to disappear from one place, so fast was his attack as powerful as a cannon salvo..

This weakling certainly could not avoid such a lightning-fast palm strike; death awaited him. Xifeng himself opened his eyes wide - he could not even imagine that Tianjiao possessed such power - as if the very space between them had disappeared, shrunk into nothingness.

This was partly true. The Innate Heaven skill transformed Qi into a kind of force field, which was used as a “viscous shield.” It stopped arrows, retracted blades and palms.

But Ao Tianjiao understood the essence of the skill and changed it so that he also used the field in the attack! He moved himself, forming claws from the field, and delivered blows that came into contact with the enemy before the skin!

Moreover, his inner strength rushed forward like a wave, making the air too viscous to retreat.

If the enemy’s internal strength was weaker, then he froze like a fly in wax. Even equals became slower and weaker.

Panicked and helpless, Xifeng realized that even in first grade and with the platinum Nine Yin Sutra, he was almost unable to move.

He only managed to raise his hand to block.

«Boo-hoo!»

With a thud, he was suddenly thrown ten meters.

Xifeng fell to the ground like a cannonball, leaving a deep crater in it, and flew away, splashing blood.

“Go to hell!” Tianjiao laughed, rushing after him and already preparing a new blow.

Xifeng felt cold. He couldn't stop this blow. Couldn't catch another move.

Is it really... that's all?

Why was he wasting his time? Why didn't you use your talent from the very beginning??

Because of him, Zhoer will forever remain captive to a psychopath? Will he really not be able to do anything and just die??

Xifeng could only close his eyes and wait for death.

He didn’t want to die, he wanted to live and especially live with his beloved! But what can be done in such a situation??

However, instead of the sound of flying flesh, everyone heard a metallic ringing sound..

The roar of the approaching palm disappeared. Opening his eyes, Sifeng saw a young man his age blocking an unimaginably powerful blow with a blade.

The stranger said calmly:

“Tianjiao, you want to kill someone in front of me without even asking permission?”

Then he turned back and asked:

“Are you okay?”

Xifeng was touched. He nodded, trying to find words, and asked:

“Why did you save me?”

Lin Yi was not surprised by his words and cautious expression. After such prolonged torture, you will see traps and deceptions everywhere.

So he replied:

“It's simple: you and I have the same goal. Kill this devil!”

Xifeng gritted his teeth. Yes, he couldn’t refuse such an offer.!

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