I am a professional at killing time travelers

Lin Changshu's expression suddenly became extremely stern: "I don't think I will lose against you. At least it's not that unattainable, so I can complete at least one of the two tasks."

Zheng Qiu thought to himself that something was not right and was about to fly into the air when he saw a scarlet light shield appear over Zheng Qiu. It struck hard and the horrible recoil force made Zheng Qiu spit out blood.

Zheng Qiu frowned, not knowing what Lin Changshu wanted to do.

Lin Changshu waved his hand and hundreds of people walked out of the queue. Each of them held a small flag with a pattern of a soaring yellow dragon painted on it.

The hundred people sat cross-legged around Zheng Qiu, and instantly a hundred chains surrounded Zheng Qiu tightly.

Lin Changshu had a stern expression, and then he waved his hand again: "Leave 400 people to trap the Wuxian Palace Master, and the rest of you follow me to kill Zhao Yiban!"

"promise!"

At the command, more than 3,000 people rushed towards Zhao Yiban.

Zhao Yiban was not having a good time at this time either. Although he did not have the support of a large-scale military formation, the coordination between the teams also made him overwhelmed. Lin Changshu's sudden joining instantly overwhelmed Zhao Yiban's body. Zhao Yiban raised his hand again, and a thousand-meter-long dragon enveloped all the soldiers again.

"Zhao Yiban! Die!"

Zhao Yiban felt very scared and his teeth were trembling unconsciously. The blood dragon in front of him was more solid than the previous one. Bloody murderous aura was rising. The dragon was roaring and scarlet liquid seemed to drip from the corner of its mouth.

Zhao Yiban was annoyed. If he wanted to take revenge, he should just work hard. There was no need to put up a good show if he didn't have any ability.

Zhao Yiban closed his eyes, as if he accepted his fate. The dragon's body twisted rapidly, and just when the dragon's head was about to hit Zhao Yiban, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. The youthful brilliance seemed to have disappeared from his eyes, and what was left seemed to be only endless vicissitudes and desolation.

"Die? Are you worthy of saying such words?" Zhao Yiban raised one hand slightly and pressed against the blood dragon's horn. The thousand-meter-long blood dragon suddenly stopped, and the dragon scales on its body seemed to make a cracking sound.

Then he opened his hand slightly and clenched it, and a white dragon scale spear made of spiritual energy instantly appeared.

Zhao Yiban muttered to himself: "Watch out! This spear, this spear, has the power of two thousand years. How can you decide my life or death? White Dragon Point!"

As Zhao Yiban finished his words, a real white dragon appeared and instantly crushed the blood dragon in terms of momentum. The tip of the spear turned into a dragon head and instantly drilled into the blood dragon's head. The army formation collapsed instantly as it attacked left and right!

Zhao Yiban put his hands behind his back and looked coldly at the nearly ten thousand soldiers who collapsed due to the backlash of the formation.

Lin Changshu spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he was shocked. How could an eighteen or nineteen-year-old child be able to handle this attack?

Then an idea came to his mind: "Who are you, senior? This boy has offended someone from the upper realm, please don't make mistakes!"

Zhao Yiban's face was even more vicissitudes at this time: "It's just a joke between children, is it necessary to be like this? When the three-year deadline is up, everyone in the world will know right from wrong."

Lin Changshu frowned. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. It was an old man who was helping the young man in front of him. However, he did not know how he was helping him, and the other party's strength was even more difficult to estimate. "Senior, do you dare to leave your name? I, the Zhao State, will pay you a visit someday!"

Zhao Yiban was neither happy nor sad, his eyes were full of murderous intent as he looked at Lin Changshu: "Oh? It's useless to tell you, you don't have the ability! Because you can't go back!"

At this moment, Zheng Qiu also broke free from the formation of hundreds of people. Seeing Zhao Yiban's two fingers forming a sword and a ray of light flying towards Lin Changshu, Zheng Qiu hurriedly threw out the sledgehammer in his hand.

The light and the hammer collided and instantly shattered the earth-level magic weapon.

With a loud bang, Lin Changshu was blown hundreds of feet away.

Zhao Yiban stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Zheng Qiu with cold eyes: "I have a good impression of you! If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, it will be difficult for me not to kill you!"

Zheng Qiu quickly came between Lin Changshu and Zhao Yiban, and bowed slightly as a greeting: "My senior brother is Huangsha Zhenren Zhang Huiyu!"

As soon as Zheng Qiu finished speaking, the entire mountain fell into deathly silence.

Lin Changshu spat a mouthful of blood, thinking to himself, it's no use for you to introduce yourself when you're about to die! Of course, at his level, he only knew about Baisha Sect, and he had never heard of the name of Huangsha Zhenren. It was not because Zhang Huiyu's name was small, but because Lin Changshu's level was too low, and he was not worthy of knowing.

Zhao Yiban's expression was serious: "Are you saying that I can't bear the consequences of killing you?"

Zheng Qiu shook his head slightly and smiled, "I wonder if Zhao Yiban can see it at this moment?"

Zhao Yiban's expression changed, and then he felt relieved. If Zheng Qiu still couldn't see it at this critical moment, he would be no different from a fool: "Yes! Just say it if you have something to say!"

"Then I hope that Senior can block Zhao Yiban's consciousness. I have something important to discuss with you."

Zhao Yiban frowned slightly, then nodded: "Go ahead! He can't hear me!"

Zheng Qiu's eyes were like torches. After he saw the golden light on Zhao Yiban fade away, he slowly said, "Senior, you must know the concept of luck!"

"Zhao Yiban" nodded and signaled Zheng Qiu to continue.

Zheng Qiu turned around and a spiritual hammer appeared in his hand again. One virtual hammer and one real hammer collided violently, and the sky and the earth roared instantly. All the soldiers of Zhao State were shocked and fainted. Zheng Qiu scanned with his spiritual sense to make sure that no one was conscious before continuing: "I think Zhao Yiban is the son of destiny. He will definitely break through the sky in the future! His opposite must be a banished immortal. This is the mission given to him by the way of heaven! It is also their mission!"

"But she is sick! Very seriously! Other worlds are constantly attacking and invading my world in various forms and methods. I am just standing on the side of Heaven! In other words, our interests do not conflict! At the critical moment, I can even do everything I can to help him!"

“So seniors don’t have to be too hostile.”

Zhao Yiban's eyes were cloudy, and then he asked, "If that's the case, I'm willing to help him cut off all obstacles, why are you stopping me?"

Zheng Qiu smiled slightly: "Senior! I am not trying to stop you! I am helping Zhao Yiban! You cannot tell him about the Son of Destiny, in case he takes advantage of his status and luck to wander around and finally hinder the great plan of Heaven. This is why I asked you to block him. Also, when you said to cut off the obstacles, what you cut off was not his obstacles, but his Dao heart! What if there is a stronger enemy next time? Do you take action every time?"

"Just like parents in the secular world, if parents have to do everything for them, how can their children grow up? What you cut off is not his obstacles, but his opportunities. Just give him a glimmer of hope. There is no need to destroy everything! He will grow up in a way that you have never walked or even thought about. If you insist on killing him, how can there be more grindstones to help him become useful?"

"I understand your idea! However, for his own good, we should let him take advantage of the situation. After all, not everyone can do something like a lion fighting a rabbit."

The old soul floated up instantly, and then a flash of golden light appeared in front of Zheng Qiu's eyes. It was obvious that Zhao Yiban's own soul had returned.

"Yiban! I have just used up too much energy, and will have to sleep for a while. I trust you, little friend. Please take care of yourself!"

After the elder’s soul finished speaking, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and returned to the ring on Zhao Yiban’s right hand.

Zhao Yiban hadn't reacted yet, and then he looked at Zheng Qiu with a vigilant look: "What did you say to my master?"

Zheng Qiu smiled and said, "You can leave today! If you have any problems in the future, you can come to my Wuxian Palace at any time! I will be your most stable ally."

After Zheng Qiu finished speaking, he used his spiritual energy, and his aura became even stronger.

Zhao Yiban was shocked at first, as he did not expect Zheng Qiu to be so powerful. Then he bowed slightly, turned around, and turned into a ray of light and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Zheng Qiu turned his head slightly and looked at Lin Changshu: "Get up! You know what to do now!"

Lin Changshu stood up tremblingly, then bowed slightly to Zheng Qiu: "I will repay your kindness today someday!"

Zheng Qiu shook his head slightly: "You don't have to repay me! Go back and tell your superiors about his trump card. Remember to kill him without any reservation! Until he truly becomes a powerful person."

"What should I do if he wants to kill me?"

Zheng Qiu smiled and said, "You are helping me on the side of life. Now your belief and life are not in conflict, why do you suddenly cherish your life?"

Lin Changshu bowed slightly, then slowly left with his thousands of men.

There were nearly ten thousand people when they came, but only took five thousand away when they left. The Son of Destiny is indeed unreasonable.