Chapter 1193 (1/2)
"Ha ha!"
Lin Yin said with a smile: "are the people in Qingmen so arrogant now?"
"Boy, you have to find out who you are talking to now!" The two warriors on the tianbang look at each other, and they rush at Lin Yin at the same time. This time, however, their chance to perform in front of Xie Cong depends on whether they can survive.
See two people toward Lin Yin, youth and Xie Cong did not stop, but face with a faint smile.
"You can't shake the tree."
Lin Yin shook his head slightly and flicked his fingers at them.
Two days on the list of martial arts only feel a strong wind blowing, they lost consciousness. Xie Cong and the young people of Qingmen are even more stunned. They only see the young man cursing his fingers and the two warriors on the list turn into two blood mists.
At this point they also understand that this is to kick the iron.
"Master..."
Xie Cong looks at Lin Yin and says carefully.
Lin Yin gently waved to interrupt and asked, "is that what Xie Yuan taught you?"
"Boy, although you are strong, we Qingmen are not vegetarians. If you dare to offend us in Nanyang, it will be difficult to do anything." Looking at Lin Yin, the young man confidently said, "no, offending me, Qingmen, the whole blue star has no place for you."
"Shut up
Xie Cong scolds "Shabi" secretly. It's obvious that they can't deal with the man in front of him. Even if he covers the sky in Nanyang, it's useless if he can't get through.
"Master, he is still young and not sensible."
Xie Cong said quickly.
"How old are you?"
In a faint smile on one's face, Lin Ying looked at Xie Cong, and saw Xie Cong's old face red. "Look at my elder ancestors' face," he said. "Wu Songnai is the old disciple's new disciple. He doesn't know the sky."
"Xie Cong, shut up. My master is a powerful man, even in the whole East. Behind him is the Langya Lin family. What are you, moving me? Think about it for yourself. " Wu Song said coldly.
"Ha ha!"
Lin Yin originally intended to see Xie Yuan's face, let Wu Song go, but did not expect that Wu Song should be so ignorant. His face became cold
"Even Xie Yuan doesn't dare to talk to me like this. Today I'll scrap you and let you go back to complain. I'll see how Xie Yuan will deal with me."
With that, Lin Yin flicked his fingers.
"Bang!"
When the sound of explosion came, Xie Cong didn't even have time to stop him. Then he saw Wu Song's body flying out, and his whole body collapsed on the ground like a soft lump.
"Wu Song!"
Xie Cong is surprised. Wu Song is one of the most talented young people in Qingmen. If he is abandoned in front of him, he will be punished when he goes back.
In the past, Xie Congxin was cold.
At this time, Wu Song's muscles and veins were broken, and his martial arts accomplishments were all turned into flowing water. Even if he was rescued with strange medicine, it was difficult to practice martial arts again.
"Wu Song was abandoned."
Xie Cong sighed.
"Thank you for not killing me."
Xie Cong bows to Lin Yin.
"How dare you abandon me?" Wu Song's face is full of disbelief. He is the favorite of Xie Yuan, the ancestor of Qingmen. Now he is abandoned in Nanyang.
"Boy, you're dead!"
Wu Song is almost crazy and looks at Lin Yin with a resentful face.
"Let's go!"
Lin Yin said calmly.
"Go?"