Chapter 275: Killing at Motioteng Sect

After getting on the bus again, the atmosphere in the bus was dull.

Lin Ye leaned his head up on the sofa, as if he had fallen asleep before Tathagata.

When he didn't speak, the old Zhong next to him naturally did not dare to speak. Of course, now there was still a shock in Lao Zhong's eyes that had not yet dissipated. After what happened in the Cao family just now, he had a deep awe and fear of the young man next to him.

This is not only because of Lin Ye's strength, but because of the iron-blooded method that is not his age!

Of course he knew that Lin Ye had a grudge with the Cao family, but it was probably the first time he could make the two-star family forces in the capital bow their heads devoutly like Lin Ye, who could be alone and not kill anyone.

Of course, what shocked him even more was what Cao Tianhua said just now.

Lin Ye, even Nangong Zhaixing dares to offend him!

Although he is just an ordinary person in the secular world, after following Nangong Tuo for so long, he naturally knows some of the situations of the Nangong family. Nangong Zhaixing, the great elder of the Nangong family, is an unattainable existence for him!

Not only in China, but also in the mysterious land of the universe, he is also a top figure standing at the top of the pyramid!

"Young Master Lin, here."

After more than thirty minutes, Lao Zhong's respectful voice rang.

"Um."

Lin Ye nodded and finally opened his eyes.

In front of him was a quaint Taoist temple under the green mountain lake, twenty meters away.

Unlike those large families, Motiemen is located in the suburbs of the capital, a place called Changlin Mountain.

The biggest difference between the martial arts sect and the martial arts family in the secular world is probably the issue of incense. Motiemen naturally has secular industries, but the base camp and the concentration of warriors are not in those business fields.

Many warriors need this environment to conduct subconscious cultivation.

As a member of Nangong Tuo, Lao Zhong has a clear understanding of these sects and families.

Even if there is not, it is not too difficult to investigate the Sanhe Gate.

After getting off the car, Lin Ye walked up to the lawn and looked at the Taoist temple.

This Taoist temple has a huge courtyard inside, divided into several areas. Although it was almost ten o'clock at this moment, at the gate of Motiemen Gate, there were Taoist boys sweeping fallen leaves at the door.

"Who is coming?"

The three cars suddenly drove over, causing the boy to stop what he was doing, and turned his head and asked coldly.

Lin Ye glanced at him. He didn't take the twelve or 3 years old seriously, but said, "Is this where Motiemen is?"

"Not bad." The Taoist boy looked up and down at Lin Ye, who was not much older than him, and said, "Are you here to learn from your master?"

"No." Lin Ye said lightly: "I'm here to settle the score, let your sect leader come out."

"Bastard!!" The Taoist boy angrily shouted, "So quickly, I can think that nothing has happened."

"What a little boy, so crazy!" Old Zhong was worried that there was no place to show his loyalty. Now that he heard this, he immediately groaned, then took a step forward and grabbed the little boy's shoulder.

After following Nangong Tuo for a long time, Lao Zhong also had a good cultivation level. Although he was only in the early stage of the Bone Forging Realm, he was already a good player in the secular world. However, seeing that he was young, he still had some strength under his command.

However, facing his grab, the Taoist boy was not afraid at all. Instead, he smiled contemptuously, then squatted down his horse, then leaned forward slightly, and punched Lao Zhong's chest with both fists.

In Lao Zhong's eyes, the speed of Taoist Tong's fists was incredibly fast. It was obvious that he made the move first, but Taoist Tong came first and hit him hard in the chest!

Bang!

A muffled sound came from the void, and the old Zhong was shaken back by the Taoist boy, covered his chest and took a lot of breath.

"Seeing that you are so old that you have been practicing continuously, I am showing mercy today!"

The Taoist boy took the move and his face became more contemptuous, saying, "Get out quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

Lao Zhong's face suddenly became ugly. Although this child's cultivation was not as good as his, his moves were extremely exquisite. He was careless just now, but he didn't expect to suffer a secret loss.

When Lao Zhong heard such arrogant words from Taoist boy, he was still furious.

He was still thinking about trying to show off in front of Lin Ye, how could he be contemptuous by a child!

Suddenly, he was ready to rush towards the Taoist boy again.

This time, the Taoist boy wanted to use the same trick again, but Lao Zhong was already ready, blocking the little boy's fist, then grabbed his arm, and lifted him up, saying, "Boy, I think you are not easy to practice, so I show mercy, otherwise you will be dead now."

After all, Lao Zhong was from Taoism, with a full of evil spirits. The Taoist boy was captured by him and was shocked at once.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps sounded, but more than a dozen people rushed out of the Taoist temple, most of whom were young people, glaring at Lin Ye and Lao Zhong.

"Let him go!" the middle-aged man in the head scolded angrily.

"Are you the manager of Motie Sect?" Lin Ye smiled faintly and said, "I inform your sect leader and say that Lin Ye is here to worship the mountain."

"I care who you are!" the middle-aged man said, "If you don't let anyone go, don't blame me for being rude."

"Let me go." Lin Ye said.

Old Zhong groaned and threw the Taoist boy to the ground.

After the Taoist boy escaped from danger, he ran towards the door of the Taoist temple and stood behind the crowd and looked at Lao Zhong in shock and angrily. It seemed that he was so scared that he had just happened.

Lin Ye said: "I have already let go and notify me now, right?"

"Call me!" the middle-aged man angrily said, "I'm so impatient to make trouble in front of our Motiemen Gate!"

"hehe!"

A ray of light flashed in Lin Ye's eyes, and he had given his face. Since the Motioteng Sect's people don't want it, he can't blame him!

When the middle-aged man said this, Lin Ye took a step forward. Suddenly, his aura was bloody, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. All the dozen warriors present were knocked down by the wind, and even the middle-aged man could not get up.

They tried hard to struggle, but found that they could not move at all. There seemed to be an invisible barrier above their bodies, constantly squeezing them. Aura, a powerful aura!

Everyone was all warriors, and they understood in an instant! And they looked at Wan Shijue in horror, as if they were looking at a monster.

Lin Ye shook his head. Although these are all warriors, their cultivation is too low. They are all in the Bone Forging Realm or the Hall Realm. Only the middle-aged man has reached the Swivel Realm.

But at this moment, a loud roar rang out.

"He thief, I just provoked me at Motiemen!"

Accompanied by the roar, a man wearing a white robe and a cold-faced face appeared in front of Lin Ye.

This man stepped on the roof and climbed over the courtyard wall, and had a sense of master's demeanor. However, his cultivation did not restrain himself, but deliberately radiated it. Like Cao Jiannan, he had reached the mid-stage level of the Xuanzhao Realm.

It seems that this person is already a strong man from Motie Sect!

However, this kind of cultivation has long been ignored by Lin Ye, who has reached the late stage of the Zhizhao Realm!

Therefore, Lin Ye shot a gust of energy at him without waiting for his pretending posture to fly over the eaves and walls!
Chapter completed!