The conflict between Lin Luo and Lin Mingwu was about to break out. Both of them were secretly accumulating momentum, wanting to take advantage of the other party's unpreparedness to kill. However, how could Lin Luo give Lin Mingwu such an opportunity? Although Lin Luo is very young and has little combat experience, there have been many strange things happening to him during this period, and his mind is no longer as impatient as a young man.
Lin Luo chose to endure. He knew that at this time, whoever takes one step first will reveal his trump card, and in this way, that will inevitably become a weaker one. After all, this is not known to the other party's true strength. Although this strategy is a bit difficult to extinguish Lin Luo's anger, as long as he can survive when Lin Mingwu was in full swing, then...
Lin Mingwu secretly pinched the sword on his waist, exhaled a heavy breath, his shoulders sank slightly, and pulled out the sword "snap". However, at this critical moment, a cold shout suddenly came from outside the field. The martial arts level majesty revealed in this voice immediately pierced and dissipated Lin Mingwu's long-accumulated aura.
"Who is this?" Lin Mingwu bowed and saw Lin Jingyun, the head of the Lin family, accompanying him, a trace of doubt flashed through his heart.
"The third brother, why don't you come over and say hello," Lin Jingyun smiled, then looked at the two old men beside him and said respectfully, "These two are the silver and elders of Kongtong Sect, Elder Ma, and the Supreme Elder of the Han Family in Tianhe City. Come here quickly."
"Mingwu is polite." Lin Mingwu changed his attitude and bowed and said.
"Yes." The two old men responded lightly, as if they were disdainful of Lin Mingwu in the Martial Arts realm.
Although Lin Mingwu was unhappy, he did not dare to show his face. He lowered his head slightly and walked behind Lin Jingyun.
"Who is that little bastard Lin Luo?" A trace of fierce light appeared in the Silver King's eyes, and he swept over everyone coldly and hummed.
"It's him" Lin Mingwu pointed at Lin Luo.
"What do you mean?" Wang Meng's face turned vicious, "It's just killing my son Han Yixia's little bastard."
"What is the evidence?" Although Lin Luo was extremely angry, his mind was still clear. He was not able to compete with the martial arts level powerhouse. Besides, killing Han Yixia was done without any evidence. Wang Meng could not use him without any evidence. When he survived this time, he would defeat Lin Mingwu and kill Lin Feng.
"Young mouth child, dare to argue." Wang Meng's face was cold, and he grabbed the woman in the guard behind him with one hand and shouted, "Little bastard, see who this is"
"Lin Yumo" Lin Luo was shocked and then his anger surged. He clearly saved her life, but he actually betrayed himself.
This woman was Lin Yumo, a pretty woman Lin Luo saved from Han Lin that day. She looked at Lin Luo apologetically and then bowed to Wang.
Wang Meng sneered, slapped Lin Yumo on the face, and snorted: "Bitch, tell this little bastard."
"Yes" Lin Yumo covered his red, swollen and bloody left face and sobbed, "Sir, Lin Luo is the murderer of the murder of Mr. Han Lin and Mr. Han Yixia. On that day, after he rescued my family from holding Mr. Han Lin hostage, he told Yu's family the name. I remember it very clearly, please make the decision..."
"Okay" Wang Meng sneered and pushed Lin Yumo away, looking at Lin Luo and said lightly, "Little bastard, what else do you have to say?"
Lin Luo was silent and chuckled, as if he had ridiculed himself. The consequences he had obtained were disappointing.
"Lin Jingyun, what do you think of to deal with it?" Wang Meng slapped his sleeves hard and groaned. "What should I do?" Lin Jingyun was immediately in a dilemma. He finally added another martial artist to the clan, and he was a potential junior who could kill the second-level martial artists above the level. However, once Lin Luo was protected, the Han family would definitely kill the Lin family members on a large scale.
"Brother, how can you worry about this? Killing Lin Luo, the traitor, is the blessing of the Lin family." Lin Mingwu quickly spoke. The dignified seventh-level martial artist was cut off half of his ears by Lin Luo. To him, it was a pure insult.
"This matter is really not easy to deal with." Lin Jingyun closed his eyes and opened it again. A trace of reluctance flashed through his eyes, and then he looked stern and said loudly, "Lin Luo, a direct descendant of the Lin family, is very ruthless, offends the elders in the clan, and provokes the Han family outside the clan, and punishes the crime."
"I remember that Lin Luo had no mother when he was young, and I, Lin Jingyun, was the head of the clan, reduced the criminal law and expelled from the Lin family. Since then, Lin Luo has no relationship with the Lin family."
"Okay" Lin Luo sneered, feeling confused. His brother Han Xiaoming was killed by Lin Mingwu, elder of the Lin family, and his sister-in-law Miao Linwan was forced to death by Lin Feng, the fourth young master of the Lin family. Now he has been expelled from the Lin family and pushed to the enemy.
"What a good Lin family, what an elder" Lin Luo snorted, "I, Lin Luo, remember it."
"Lin Luo, now you are no longer from the Lin family, what else can you rely on?" Wang Meng narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Since you let me experience the pain of losing my son, I will also let you feel the pain of losing my father."
"Come here, bring it up." With Wang Meng's order, Lin Luo's father Lin Mo was immediately tied up and sent to him. His skin was blooming and he was dying.
"Lin Luo, escape quickly." Lin Mo looked at Lin Luo and smiled faintly. The eyes of his beloved son were deeply imprinted on Lin Luo's heart.
"Dad" Lin Luo was immediately panicked and rushed towards Lin Mo.
"Little bastard, stay honestly." A black smoke seemed to have spirituality, flew out from Wang Meng's sleeves, turned into a black prison and trapped Lin Luo in place.
"Watch it," Wang Meng sneered and turned toward Yang.
Lin Jingyun couldn't bear to look, so he turned his head away. At this time, a trace of sadness arose in his heart, and sighed in his heart: "The former glory of the Lin family was lost."
"You can kill me, but let my dad go." Lin Luo hit the black prison with both fists, but he did not shake it. A feeling of powerlessness suddenly rose in his heart. Should he return to his incompetent self?
"Repent? You should have thought that one day even if the entire Lin family protects you, it will be in vain, let alone you have been abandoned by the Lin family." Wang Mengzhen's smiling face appeared in front of Lin Luo.
"Repent? Give me another choice, I will kill Han Yixia." Lin Luo's tone suddenly became firm. Since begging is useless, then rely on yourself. It is not easy to defy the will of the sky. If you are not strong in your heart, why use the power to defy the sky. The ** in Lin Luo's heart that longs for the power is getting bigger and bigger.
"Hmph, then you just watch your father die in my hands." Wang Meng's face flashed happily, his five fingers became claws, as hard as iron, instantly pinched Lin Mo's throat. "Die" Wang Meng shouted in a low voice. "Lin Luo..." Lin Mo closed his eyes peacefully, waiting for death to come. "Whoever dares to touch my relatives, I will kill all his family." A purple lightning suddenly appeared in Lin Luo's scarlet eyes, and the bits and bits of passing with his father Lin Mo instantly surged into his heart. The inappropriate feeling suddenly turned into power and exploded into Dantian.
Rumble, Rumble, Rumble, Black Prison dissipated in an instant, revealing Lin Luo with long strange blood-colored hair. The fierce light in his eyes was as captivating as a wild beast.
"What is this?" Feeling the momentum emitted from Lin Luo's body stronger, Wang Meng couldn't help but tighten his heart, and his five fingers accelerated toward Lin Mo. "Aoao~" Lin Luo roared to the sky, and the air around seemed to become thicker because of his anger. In an instant, a light gray light cover formed to wrap Lin Luo's whole body. At the same time, Lin Luo pulled two colorful lights in his hand and threw them towards Lin Mo.
The two colorful streams of lights were as agile as a spirit snake. They tied Lin Mo in the blink of an eye. Lin Luo shouted softly, pulled his arm back suddenly, and immediately pulled Lin Mo to his side.
"Dad" Lin Luo's voice was hoarse, his eyes were almost dissipated, and the only clear light in his heart drove him to save Lin Mo. He smashed Lin Luo's arm into the ground. As Lin Luo took action, the stone slab rolled up like flesh and blood with him as the center, faintly wrapping him and Lin Mo. In the dantian, the yellow martial soul suddenly lit up its essence.
Then, Lin Luo was covered in yellow and misty colors. "Ah" Lin Luo raised his arms and smashed a pothole under his feet. Suddenly, within a few feet of his foot, there were bright yellow lights. The land instantly became harder than Xiaowu stone.
"Lin Luo, you..." Lin Mo looked at Lin Luo halfway, and there was a faint anxiety between his eyebrows. Lin Luo was no longer a child he knew. Instead, he was like an evil demon, Lin Luo's feet were two footprints on the ground like a small Wu stone. His whole body came out like a sharp arrow and shot towards Lin Feng. In his heart, Lin Feng was the culprit of the whole incident, and he was the first to kill the target.
Seeing Lin Luo's deep pupils as deep as a sea of blood, Lin Fenglian took a few steps in shock and looked panic: "You...what are you going to do?" "Kill" Lin Luo's eyes suddenly narrowed, making people feel extremely weird. "Save...save me" Lin Fenglian retreated to the patriarch Lin Jingyun. "You can't run away." Lin Luo suddenly smiled, but the smile was very ferocious in Lin Feng's eyes, like a life-seeking evil spirit.
Wuchen, who had been in an excited state, seemed to feel another soul about to be destroyed under its sword, and the ancient patterns suddenly flowed out of the ancient killing aura. Buzz ~ Lin Luo grabbed Wuchen and pointed in the direction of Lin Feng, then raised Wuchen and swung it down in the air.
"No--" Lin Feng's legs were out of control and froze in place. At this time, he regretted, regretted offending Lin Luo, and regretted forcing Miao Linwan to death. Unfortunately, what is waiting for him now is death.
"It's too late..." Lin Jingyun shook his head and sighed. Lin Luo's slash gave him the feeling that Wuchen slashed was not human, but space, the space that enveloped Lin Feng.
The sword light suddenly became giant, and it glanced in the air and disappeared, but the moment it appeared, Lin Feng was slashed from the middle of his eyebrows. "Huh--" Lin Mingwu looked at Lin Luo in shock and saw a ten-meter-long, one-meter-deep exaggerated gully, and subconsciously moved to Lin Jingyun's side.
"Next" Lin Luo's blood-red eyes swept over everyone coldly, and finally stared at Wang Meng with his small mouth half grin, and his two tiger teeth stretched out from his lips like sharp teeth, with a white and evil spirit.
"Little bastard, I want to kill me with this little strength." Wang Meng snorted coldly, wrinkles on his forehead twisted together, like a chessboard, "ridiculous" black mist suddenly spread around Wang Meng. His brow suddenly raised, as if he was mocking Lin Luo. He wrapped in thick sleeves and waved his arms under his ribs, and the black mist surged out with his arms.
After a moment, the black fog surrounded Lin Luo's five-meter range. Lin Luo reached out to touch the black fog, which seemed invisible, as if dyeing the air around him.
"All-level mysterious martial arts - the flying dragon in the sky" Wang Meng muttered in the distance.
Swish, the mist suddenly condensed around him, and in the blink of an eye, seven black long swords turned into one pointing at Lin Luo's waist. As Wang Meng's index finger bent, seven black long swords suddenly pierced at Lin Luo's waist. "Death" Wang Meng's face was cold, and he stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Lin Luo who was attacked by the seven black long swords at the same time.
"Haha" Lin Luo suddenly grinned and disappeared in front of Wang Meng in a breath. The strange disappearance of Lin Luo made Wang Meng's face change continuously, and his soul suddenly became alert and his heart was shocked.
"Kill" Lin Luo suddenly appeared in front of Wang Meng. The colorful light in the heart of his left palm suddenly retracted, and Wuchen in his right palm thrust towards Wang Meng's chest.
Puff—The tip of Wuchen's sword was only half an inch into Wang Meng's chest, and a cold cold swept across his body, frozen almost instantly. His consciousness became slow, and he suddenly pulled away, looked at Lin Luo carefully, and his body's force suddenly trembled, expelled the coldness in his body.
"What is the colorful streaming light wrapped around that kid? It has such a powerful contraction force that makes the little bastard ejected into front of me in less than half a breath, which is comparable to teleportation." Wang Meng frowned slightly, and his right hand started from his fingertips, gradually rising ink black. Soon, his entire right palm turned into ink black. Lin Luo stood there, staring at Wang Meng with a dull look at him, as if he didn't understand why he could run past his hands.
"Little bastard, you are just an unconscious beast now." Wang Meng saw that Lin Luo had already lost Qingming in his eyes, and only a trace of revenge was left.
"Let you see my martial soul inheritance - the black hand." Wang Meng pointed his whole black black right hand at Lin Luo, and his five fingers slightly buckled back. As his five fingers moved, the air outside Lin Luo seemed to be squeezed by a huge force, which directly affected Lin Luo.
"Roar—" her body tightened, as if she was rubbed, and her bones all over her body slammed. Lin Luo's murderous instinct was immediately angered, and she roared wildly to the sky.
With this roar, dark clouds in the air began to roll, and the fierce wind swept across the backyard. Thunder fell in an instant, and the dust dissipated, and the entire backyard was shattered by wind and thunder. The pressure on his body dissipated in an instant, Lin Luo raised his sword eyebrows proudly, clamped a colorful stream of light with his fingertips, and bent his fingers towards Wang Meng, and Lin Luo flew out at the same time.
"Bastard" Wang Meng cursed inwardly and dodged the colorful streamer. He subconsciously believed that the colorful streamer could seriously threaten him, and he had to avoid the colorful streamer that was spewed by a poisonous snake.
Every time the colorful streamer comes into contact with the stone slab, the stone slab melts like a wax piece, which makes everyone shocked. What would it look like if the colorful streamer is touched by the body?
"Where are you going to run?" Lin Luo seemed to see through Wang Meng's body technique, and could always appear behind Wang Meng quickly and give him a thunderous blow.
Bang No one expected that while Lin Luo slashed at Wang Meng, he suddenly jumped out of Lin Luo's arms. The black shadow was as fast as a flowing dragon, and no one could see clearly what it was.
Wang Meng barely avoided Lin Luo's attack and attacked his heart, but the black shadow penetrated through his abdomen when he dropped his vigilance. The black shadow successfully attacked and immediately shot back into Lin Luo's arms. Puff--Wang Meng spit out blood suddenly and retreated quickly.
"It's so dangerous. I almost let that thing destroy the martial soul and destroy all my cultivation." Wang Meng was secretly shocked. If it weren't for the moment when the black shadow pierced his flesh and blood, and the martial soul inheritance - the black hand, he would have moved the martial soul half an inch into his body, otherwise he would have died under the black shadow.
"What the hell is that?" Wang Meng licked the blood in the corner of his mouth, staring at Lin Luo's pregnancy coldly, and wanted to see the clues.
"Kill" Then when Wang Meng was cushioning, Lin Luo rushed forward, and the giant Wuchen sword light flashed in a flash, and the powerful cutting force descended by Wuchen was almost crushing Wang Meng's body.
"Bitch" Wang Meng cursed in his heart, and bloodshot in his eyes was instantly filled with blood. "All-level martial arts - covering the sky and the sun" His Mo Hei's right palm suddenly penetrated into the void, tearing off a black aura from it, burning violently in Mo Hei's right hand, instantly forming a half-month burning black flames of two people.
The invisible momentum of Wuchen roared Wuchen and the burning black flames collided with the half moon. The stone slab under his foot was instantly pressed by this powerful impact several feet deep. Wuchen's invisible momentum dissipated, Wang Meng sneered and raised the huge half moon to slash towards Lin Luo. At the same time, Elder Ma, who came with Wang Meng, muttered softly.
"All-level martial arts - Thunder and Nine Heavens" followed by the burning of black flames for half a month, and all the thunder formed a column to cover Lin Luo. "Go to hell to repent for your mistakes." Standing behind Lin Luo, Ma Ming pinched his five fingers suddenly, and the entire thunder pillar exploded in an instant, turning into thousands of thunder spears to cooperate with the burning of black flames for half a month to cover the sky.
"Roar~" The strong thunder and lightning majesty and the hottest half-month pressed Lin Luo almost couldn't breathe, and he roared in his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became cold.
The thunder spear continued to land like raindrops, hitting Lin Luo through the colorful stream of light, and her skin was immediately charred and blue smoke came out. The half month burning with black flames had not been cut, but the powerful force made the world pale.
"Death" Wang Meng and Ma Ming held half a month in their hands, with a golden thunder spear. One of them stabbed Lin Luo's eyebrows and the other penetrated Lin Luo's heart.
The two joined forces to completely wrap the world in front of Lin Luo around. "Ah" and wrap around Lin Luo's body, and suddenly collided with colorful lights. Finally, a bow-like shape was twisted behind Lin Luo's back. A smile appeared on his mouth, and dark fireworks suddenly appeared on Wuchen's sword.
"Slay" As Lin Luo's deep voice was heard, Wu Chen suddenly waved Bei Lin Luo. Driven by Lin Luo's consciousness, he only wanted to break through this blocked space and kill the two of them.
The streaming light emitted from Wuchen's sword illuminated the entire night sky, making people afraid to open their eyes and look at each other. It seemed that the cold light was rippling in everyone's eyes.
Lin Luo did not give up this opportunity. After waiting for so long, he needed such an opportunity. Since Wang Meng was exhausted, now is the best time. As expected, Wang Meng and Ma Ming both retreated. It seemed that they wanted to escape.
How could Lin Luo let them escape so easily? He took the Wuchen Sword and bullied them towards them. The sword light surged, and under the night sky, it became even more dazzling and moving.