“Stop the bastard Xiaolin!”

Xiao Lin didn’t stop after punching Xiao Lang.

With his eyes fixed on Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang was frightened to death and hastened the warriors to stop Xiao Lin.

“Get out if you don’t want to die!”

Facing the warriors, Xiao Lin’s steps continued.

“Let’s work together to stop Xiao Lin.”

The warriors made a body wall to stop Xiao Lin. Their faces looked fierce.

Without expectation, when Xiao Lin hit them, bang bang bang bang, all the warriors were forced to fly up like scarecrows.

Some warriors with less cultivation were even forced to split blood.

Just like this, Xiao Lin rushed to crash the body wall and came to Xiao Lang.

“Xiao Ling, what do you want to do?”

Xiao Lang just fell to the ground and his whole body hurt badly.

However, he didn’t care about this at all but stared at Xiao Lin nervously.

“You said before that you would hang me to the altar for the blood sacrifice.”

“Since you like blood sacrifice so much, let me give you a hand!” Xiao Ling grasped Xiao Lang’s neck and lifted him up.

The moment he finished the words, Xiao Lin stepped on the ground and he flew seven to eight meters high like a rocket. Borrowing the strength of the pillar, he stood on the roof of the altar stably.

“Xiao Lin, you...how dare you use me for blood sacrifice?”

“My father will come once he gets the news. You’d better not make wrong things.” With his neck being grasped, Xiao Lang’s voice became screeching

“Your father Xiao Shanhe is coming?”

Xiao Lin’s face froze:” Well, I will hang you on the hasp iron of the altar in his face.”

“As to now, you’d better stay quietly.”

Throwing Xiao Lang to the ground, Xiao Lin turned his head to the center of the altar.

There stood a wood pile with a hand-claw shape inverted hook on the top deeply stuck into the little girl’s back.

The blood oozed from the girl’s back drop by drop to the ground and splattered flowers one by one.

“Youyou!”

Looking at the little girl, Xiao Lin’s heart seemed to be penetrated by a sharp knife.

As you know, Xiao Youyou was a little beauty with skin like the jade three years ago.

Yet she turned out to be like this today!

“You are...brother?”

It seemed that Xiao Youyou heard the calling from Xiao Ling. She opened her eyes weakly and asked in a suspicious tone after seeing Xiao Ling.

“Youyou, it is me. Your brother is back!”

Xiao Lin went forward in a hurry and replied with a trembling voice

“You are really my brother?”

Hearing Xiao Lin’s reply, Xiao Youyou’s face appeared a glimpse of grace. She stretched out her hands to touch his face.

When feeling Xiao Lin’s temperature, she suddenly cried and struggled to enter his arms.

However, she was hanged upside down in the wood pile.

Once she struggled, severe pain struck, which made her face suddenly twisted

“Youyou, don’t move.”

Xiao Lin hastened to hold her and said slightly:” Keep relaxed and let brother help you to take the hook out!”

Xiao Youyou was obedient. She closed her eyes and let Xiao Lin take the hook out.

Xiao Lin breathed deeply to stabilize his shaking hands and took the hook out of Xiao Youyou’s back slowly.

Even Xiao Lin had been very careful, large amount of blood and flesh were still taken out. What a shock!

However, Xiao Youyou bit the bullet without making any voice.

Obviously she was afraid her scream would bring burden to Xiao Lin!

“Youyou, just cry if you feel hurt.”

Xiao Lin said in a trembling voice. His heart was deeply stabbed.

“Youyou feels no pain, no pain!”

Xiao Youyou opened her eyes and smiled to Xiao Lin weakly but sweetly.

Watching Youyou’s smile, Xiao Lin’s eyes were wet and couldn’t stop the flow of tears.

“Don’t cry, brother. Youyou is not crying!”

Xiao Youyou raised her hand to wipe away Xiao Lin’s tears but suddenly tore the wound in her back. Massive blood oozed out.

“Don’t move Youyou. Let brother to help you stop bleeding.”

Xiao Lin put his hands on Youyou’s back and strengthened to launch Supreme Martial Pulse---the Tianyang Warfare.

Humming...

Only a roar was heard and twelve golden lights came out of Xiao Lin’s body.

If watching carefully, you could find out those were twelve golden whirlpools.

It looked like a giant dragon remaining dormant in Xiao Lin’s body was crazily absorbing Yuanqi from heaven and earth.

“Jesus, it is the Tianyang Warfare!”

When Xiao Lang saw this, his jaw dropped. “I remember Xiao Lin’s Tianyang Warfare was taken away by sister Ningyan! How can he has another!?”

Martial Pulse had nine grades of rank. The first rank was the lowest while the ninth rank was the top.

Ordinarily the martial pulse was a meridian that could absorb Yuanqi from heaven and earth.

The first rank martial pulse had one meridian.

The second rank martial pulse had two meridians

...

The ninth rank martial pulse had nine meridians.

But Xiao Lin’s martial pulse was the supreme martial pulse called the Tianyang Warfare which even exceeded the ninth rank. It turned the meridian directly into whirlpool.

It was like a world of difference comparing with the ordinary martial pulse.

“Power of Tianyang, coagulating!”

Taking no notice of the shocked Xiao Lang, Xiao Lin launched the Tianyang Warfare with full strength to stop bleeding for Xiao Youyou.

With Xiao Lin’s efforts, a golden heat wave was poured into Xiao Youyou’s body through Xiao Lin’s hands.

It was like magic drugs which rapidly healed Xiao Youyou’s wound. Blood coagulates scab.

Even some coldness in Xiao Youyou’s body was winkled out by the heat wave.

Whoosh

Meanwhile, a sword singing suddenly came from the above direction of the altar.

Xiao Lin raised his head and saw the black sword hanging on the roof of Xiao’s house suddenly flash out a black sword light.

The temperature of the whole Xiao’s house decreased suddenly as if winter came.

“Damn, the Tian’e Sword appears unusual changes!”

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lang quivered with fear and screamed, “Xiao Lin, you stop immediately. Disturbing the Tian’e Sword will cause god punishment!”

“God punishment? Hum!“

Xiao Lin had no fear, “This sword is just an evil sword. Maybe it can borrow some power from heaven and earth, yet it has long distance to the real god punishment.”

Clicking...

Xiao Lin’s words seemed to infuriate the black sword in the sky.

Only to see the sword pointing to Xiao Lin with dozens of meters sword lights, just like a black python trying to swallow Xiao Lin.

“It’s all over. Xiao Lin will definitely die this time!”

When Xiao Lang looked at the scene in the sky, his blood froze, “The Tian’e Sword drops god punishment. He will definitely die without surviving.”

“I must leave far from him to avoid been implicated!”

Thinking of this, Xiao Lang secretly crept further.

Unexpectedly, he was grasped by Xiao Lin from the ground. Meanwhile, Xiao Lin stopped launching the Tianyang Warfare. Light of Tian’e Sword was suddenly dim without object.

“Xiao Lin, what are you doing?”

A roar of anger came from beneath the altar at this moment.

Xiao Lin looked down and found a middle-age man in purple come at a gallop, accompanied by groups of warriors.

This was exactly the Xiao’s surrogate householder---Xiao Shanhe, son of First Elder.

“Xiao Shanhe, finally you are here.”

Xiao Lin grinned after seeing Xiao Shanhe: “Next I will show you a good play!”

The moment Xiao Lin finished the words; he suddenly grasped Xiao Lang and pressed him deeply into the hook at the center of the altar.

Ah...

A mournful scream broke the sky.