Chapter 383 (1/2)

Mu Tiange, the chief disciple of Jianzong!

Fang Lin, the chief disciple of Qingcheng sect!

Lingnan song's eldest son song Wuke!

They are the leaders of the younger generation in ancient Chinese martial arts and the top 20 figures in the list of Chinese hidden dragons.

Now, in full view of the public, Lin Hao raised his hands and feet, picked flowers and leaves, and cut three arrogants with his sword. When the news came back, it immediately triggered an unprecedented shock in the ancient martial arts world of China.

”Bastard!”

”How dare he, how dare he?”

”Pity my son. I have great talent. I expect the Song family to carry forward in his hands and go higher. I don't want to be destroyed by a small night now. Lin Hao, my song family is against you. If I don't revenge this, I swear not to be a man!”

”No, no, no, no, no!

My disciple Fang Lin is not only excellent in martial arts, but also generous and chivalrous. It is well-known in the ancient martial arts world of China.

He and I are even more in love with our father and son. We are even going to pass on the position of leader to him. We don't want to have an unexpected disaster today.

Lin Hao, you destroy my disciple and the pillars of our green city. I will never die with you! ”

”Yes, never die.

The ancient Chinese martial arts come down in one continuous line, both prosper and lose. Now those who are destroyed by the devil's hand are not our disciples, but the future of the ancient Chinese martial arts. No matter what, we won't sit idly by! ”

”Leader Ding is right. No matter what, don't let the devil go rampant. Otherwise, sooner or later, our disciples will be poisoned and the ancient martial arts world of China will be poisoned!”

”I propose to act immediately and have the power to kill this Liao!”

”Yes, it's urgent. In order to avoid the devil escaping from the wind, we need to start as soon as possible!”

”Be decisive and suffer the chaos. Lord Lu, give orders. As long as you give orders, we will go through fire and water!”

”Yes, Lord Lu, give orders. Once the tiger returns to the mountain, there will be endless disasters!”

”Lord Lu, please order!”

“……”

The reaction was particularly fierce.

In the western suburb of the capital, a big house with five entrances and five exits was filled with excitement.

This place was originally a imperial villa of the former dynasty. Since the former dynasty perished, it has been secretly controlled by the sword sect.

At present, almost 70% of the forces in the huge ancient Chinese martial arts circle are focused again to jointly denounce Lin Hao.

However, no matter how rough the surroundings are, from beginning to end, Lu Canghai, the new born master and contemporary master of Jianzong, has always lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Until a moment, a face of tired flowers danced into the main hall.

”Light dance, Tiange, how are they?” Lu Canghai slowly opened his eyes. As his voice came out, the surroundings quickly quieted down.

Hua lightly danced and shook her head: ”the broken hand has been successfully connected. As long as you have a good rest, it will be all right over time, just...”

”Just how? If you have something to say, just say it! ” Lu Canghai frowned.

With a soft sigh, Hua danced and said, ”to tell you the truth, uncle Lu, although the broken hand has been successfully continued and can recover in time, I'm afraid I can't pick up the sword in this life.”

It's very euphemistic.

The implication is that Mu Tiange's right hand is useless.

Although the hands can really grow well, it's just that for a martial arts practitioner, it's no different from abolishing.

It was because of this meaning that after a short silence, the fire in the hall heated up sharply.

Lu Canghai's eyes were dignified and meditated for a long time. He asked, ”is there no other way?”

”Difficult!” The flower danced and shook her head.