It wasn't until this moment that Lin Yang officially responded that Lin Muren opened his eyes wide and looked at his son in disbelief.
Previously in the house, Lin Yang told him that Ma Qihan approached him, but he rejected him.
At that time, Lin Muren didn't take it to heart.
He only regarded Ma Qihan's inquiry as a symbolic one. After all, it was still him who had the final say. After all, he was the head of the Lin family.
But when Lin Yang refused, Ma Qihan immediately chose to sit back and watch without intending to take action.
Lin Muren was dumbfounded.
"Yang'er, do you really want to deal with that evil cultivator?" He asked immediately, looking at the black mist outside the courtyard in front, and felt shuddered when he thought of the fate of Master Kongwu and others he had invited earlier.
This is simply not a monster that martial arts practitioners can deal with. The deaths of the three of them have proven this. Why is my son so confused?
no!
Lin Muren could not watch his son die, nor could he watch the Lin family be slaughtered by the monster.
He almost didn't hesitate, and immediately turned around to ask Ma Qihan for help.
But at this moment, the black mist suddenly let out a strange cry, which was deafening.
Almost blinking his eyes, he rushed towards several people.
Lin Yang raised his hand, and huge internal force emerged, pushing Lin Muren and A Liu to the other side, while he himself easily dodged the attack of the black mist as if there was wind under his feet.
Burning shadow!
In an instant, dozens of red comets, like glowing tail flames, shot out from Lin Yang's hand and struck the black mist from all directions in a strange arc.
He has practiced the jade dart skill to a perfect level. Even if there is no jade dart in his hand, everything can be transformed into a dart by relying solely on his inner strength.
The black mist looked directly at the incoming hidden weapons and did not choose to dodge. It seemed that he didn't care when these things hit him.
Because any martial arts has no effect on him.
Sure enough, the comet-like hidden weapons shot into the black mist one after another, but like mud cows entering the sea, they passed through the black mist easily without causing any damage.
The black mist made a continuous strange cry as if mocking, but it stopped abruptly the next moment.
After passing through the black mist, those dozens of hidden weapons magically turned around again.
Almost instantly, the tail flames exploded.
That is Lin Yang's internal power, which is supplemented by more than a dozen kinds of internal power, mainly Zhongyang internal skills. It has reached a terrifying level, the internal power of Zhiyang Zhilie.
A red light seemed to rise in the dark fog, like a dark cloud penetrated by sunlight.
Blinking his eyes, he was directly destroyed by an explosion of scorching breath, and countless black mist suddenly showed signs of melting.
He was pulled, fled in all directions, and then disappeared.
The original strange scream also turned into a scream at this time, and the sound was like an evil ghost, full of pain.
This scene immediately stunned several people present.
Lin Muren was supported by A Liu and stood far away. He opened his eyes wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.
"This this……"
Pointing at the dissipating black fog, he was speechless.
Who can tell him why a monster that martial arts can't deal with was beaten to pieces by his son in the blink of an eye, screaming in agony?
The scene of the death of three people in Kong Wu was vivid in his mind. Almost all of them were instantly killed by the black mist, leaving no room for resistance.
The impact of this scene was too shocking, but it really happened in front of Lin Muren's eyes, so he couldn't help but not believe it.
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and his whole body felt like his heart was pounding.
"Could it be that...what Yang'er said is true? Can he really deal with that monster and protect the Lin family?"
Compared to Lin Muren, Ma Qihan, who was standing on the roof and watching the show, had an ugly expression.
"Impossible! How is this possible!"
How can martial arts cause harm to evil spirits?
This was simply impossible, he had never heard of it.
The two are not at the same level at all. It is obvious that only immortal cultivators can deal with evil spirits.
But the black mist is now constantly screaming, and the hot red light with high temperature is burning crazily in the mist, and it is about to burn the black mist out, and his voice is extremely sad and shrill.
"This is definitely not something that a lowly mortal can do with just martial arts!"
He carefully used his spiritual consciousness to check over and over again, but he did not find any fluctuations in spiritual energy at all, nor was it similar to the flow of demonic energy or evil energy.
This means that the attacks performed by Lin Yang are not the power mastered by practitioners, but are indeed mortal martial arts.
But, how can a mortal martial artist achieve this level?
This kind of power is almost no less than the spiritual power in the foundation building stage.
Because Ma Qihan is a foundation-building monk, he knows very well that if it were him, he would not be able to wipe out the black mist so quickly.
But Lin Yang did it.
Ma Qihan's eyes were coldly staring at Lin Yang below, and his arms that were originally wrapped around him had been lowered.
"Hmph! So what if you can destroy the black mist? That Xie Sui's current strength is no different than mine. I'm afraid that his real body has already escaped from the black mist. Your attack didn't hurt his roots, so it's still of no use!"
"Mortals will be mortals after all, and ants will be ants after all!"
Lin Yang had no idea what his father and Ma Qihan were thinking at this moment.
But he was also shocked by his own strength. He originally just detonated his internal power tentatively to see if it could cause damage to the black mist, but he didn't expect that he directly hit the black mist to such an extent.
I originally thought that with my current strength, even if I couldn't kill Black Mist, I could at least resist.
But the terrifying degree of internal power of Zhongyang Yuxu Gong was simply beyond his expectation.
The corners of Lin Yang's mouth unconsciously raised an arc, which made him feel much more at ease.
"Kill you while you are sick!"
Don't relax at all. Now that you have determined the extent of your attack, don't give the enemy any chance to breathe.
Scatter the rain!
In an instant, hundreds of hidden weapons condensed from internal force, like sharp arrows, shot towards the black mist like a gust of wind and rain.
Originally, the black mist was burned out in a large area, but now it was riddled with holes by the hidden weapon like a rain curtain in the blink of an eye.
It was like adding a bucket of oil to an already intense fire.
Zhiyang Zhilie's terrifying inner power exploded instantly, and fire shot into the sky.
Even Lin Yang, who was several feet away, could feel a wave of scalding heat hitting his face.
In a daze, Lin Yang suddenly noticed that something seemed to be approaching quickly, and he subconsciously opened a distance.
But at this moment, a scalp-numbing murmur suddenly came from the fire.
In an instant, where Lin Yang was originally, dozens of black shadows appeared there.
The ground was instantly eaten away, leaving a large hole.
Lin Yang's face darkened.
"What's this?"
Before he could figure out what those dozens of black shadows were.
But suddenly I heard Ma Qihan's crazy laughter coming from the rooftop in the distance.
"It has appeared, it has appeared! The evil spirit's true form! Let me see what you should do now? Haha, inferior mortals, after all..."
But before he finished speaking, he suddenly paused.
The next moment, Lin Yang heard Ma Qihan suddenly being strangled by the neck and making a horrified sound, sharp and full of panic.
"Damn it!"
"That's Rentu Tuo!"
"Are the Celestial Beings crazy?! How dare you put Rentu Tuo here!"