Chapter 800 (1/2)

Lin xuankun and bajian stood together, but he didn't say much. He just looked at old Taijun's reaction.

"Presumptuous!"

"Lin xuankun, how dare you

Many members of the Lin family yell at Lin xuankun one after another. Lin Yin is also a member of the Lin family. Lin Yin's killing Lin Ye because of the succession dispute is just an internal competition.

And every time the Lin family competes for the position of master of the family, it is very fierce. There is no immortal.

Now Lin xuankun dares to collude with the people of Jianmen and force the old emperor to the palace. This is a crime of public anger.

"Noisy!"

As soon as bajian's face was cold, he reached out to the nearest elder of the Lin family.

The elder of the Lin family also has the strength of tianbang. Seeing the real man of bajian attacking, he quickly gave out a cold hum and waved his fist to meet him.

"Back up!"

Seeing the situation, Lao Taijun quickly reminded him.

It's a pity that he was still a little slow. He saw that elder Lin had no resistance under the grasp and press of master bajian, and he flew out with the palm of master bajian.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, people are not careful.

Seeing this, the Lin family quickly carried the elder down for treatment.

Master bajian and Lin xuankun did not stop them. The elder tianbang has lost his fighting power, so it's OK to let him go.

The people of the Lin family were all surprised. The elder just now had the strength of tianbang, and he couldn't even take the sword master's move.

"Is the real bajian a little bit heavy?"

Lao Taijun stares at the real man of bajian and says in a cold voice.

But the young man standing behind him all the time spoke out.

"Oh

"My martial uncle Zang Jian was killed by you Lin Yin. It's kind of my master not to kill him!"

"Those who know the truth will give Lin Yin to my Jianmen. Otherwise, my master will be merciless."

The disciples of master zangjian looked arrogant, as if they didn't pay attention to the Lin clan in the temple.

Lin Yinsong took Zhang Qimo's hand, stepped forward and said faintly:

"I'm here. If you want to deal with me, you are not qualified!"

"Are you Lin Yin?" Master bajian looked at Lin Yin, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He has a good relationship with cangjian, otherwise he would not apply to fight Lin Yin.

"Come and die!"

"I'm here. If you want to kill me, come by yourself!" Lin Yin light says, still that pair of facial expressionless appearance.

"Boy, I can kill you without my master's help!"

The disciple of master cangjian took a look at the silent Lin family, and there was a glimmer of glory in his eyes. If Lin Yin died in his hands today, he would be famous in the world of seclusion.

"The people in Jianmen are so arrogant!" A younger generation of the Lin family couldn't help saying.

"There is a real swordsman standing behind him. Naturally, he can be arrogant." An elder couldn't help sighing.

"Is there no one in my Lin family?" Said the young people indignantly.

"Even the elder of tianbang is not the enemy of bajian in one round. I'm afraid no one is the opponent of bajian." The elder shook his head with humiliation.

In front of him, bajian's disciples were getting closer and closer. Lin Yin could not help sighing.