Jiao Jingjing obediently took her younger brother back to the room.

Mustache, a look of shock.

The speed that Han Lin showed just now was something that even he couldn't see clearly.

Could it be that this guy is a master, even better than himself?

How is this possible?

He was only in his twenties, and even if he started cultivating from his mother's womb, he couldn't be stronger than him!

"Cousin, you have to make the decision for me!"

Bazihu was still shocked, so he heard the fat woman's voice coming.

I saw her spit out a mouthful of blood, and it seemed that one of her teeth had been knocked out.

Han Lin smiled coldly:

"Calling the shots? He can't protect himself now, I'm afraid he can't make decisions for you!"

Hearing this, Bazi Hu snorted coldly:

"Boy, I admit that you have some means, but in the face of real strength, you are still ...... behind"

Before he could finish his words, Han Lin moved.

I saw him dodge and came to the front of the mustache.

The same slap in the face.

Smack.

Seeing that the mustache didn't have time to react, he flew out in response like the fat woman.

Seeing this scene, the fat woman opened her mouth wide and couldn't say a word.

She called her cousin over to stand up for herself.

But now, it seems that he is no match for this young man.

She was shocked, this young man was so terrifying, what the hell was going on with him.

At this moment, she realized that Han Lin was definitely not an ordinary person.

Then he saw the young man coming towards him.

As soon as he remembered the scene last night, when the young man broke Batur's legs, the fat on the fat woman's body trembled.

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me, I know it's wrong!"

Han Lin snorted coldly, without the slightest softness, and kicked her up like a ball.

After Jiao Jingjing took her younger brother back to the room, she was still very worried about Han Lin.

I peeked out of the window and happened to see the scene just now.

She didn't know who Han Lin was.

But at this moment, in her heart, Han Lin is a god-like existence.

can slap away the cultivator, not a god or anything.

"Han Lin!"

Whispering, she deliberately glanced at Han Lin's registration last night, and she remembered the name.

Bazihu only felt that his head was roaring, as if a bombshell exploded in his ears.

It almost stunned him, and at this moment half of the teeth in his mouth were lost, and this loss today is not light.

Just as he struggled to get up.

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell over it.

When he saw that the shadow was his cousin.

The other party had already smashed on top of him, smashing him to the ground again.

If he hadn't used his true qi to protect his internal organs, this smash would have killed him completely.

You must know that his cousin weighs two hundred and sixty pounds.

"Cousin, how are you?"

Mustache, coughed twice, and hurriedly helped her cousin to the base of the wall and sat down.

At this time, the fat woman's face was swollen like a pig's head, and her ribs were broken.

If it weren't for the mustache that made a meat pad underneath, she would have died with this fall.

"Cousin, you run away first, I'll hurt you this time!"

The fat woman gasped, and as soon as she spoke, she felt pain everywhere in her body.

"Don't worry, cousin, I'm from the Seven Star Gate, and he doesn't dare to do anything to me. ”

As he was talking, he saw Han Lin walking over slowly.

Seeing this, Bazihu got up, looked at Han Lin coldly and said:

"Boy, today's matter, that's the end of it, how about we take a step back, otherwise my Seven Star Gate is not easy to mess with. ”

"Really, then I'll kill you now, and then I'll go and level your Seven Star Gate. ”

"What?"

Mustache's eyes widened in shock, he had seen madness. I've never seen anything so crazy, I just don't know whether to live or die.

He just thought that Han Lin was the pride of heaven who was trained outside by a certain gate sect, but now he found out that this guy turned out to be a stunned young man.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the strength of the seventh or eighth layer of condensation, such a strength wants to level my Seven Star Gate, it's just a fool's dream!"

Han Lin didn't plan to kill him for the time being, because he was going to the Seven Star Gate, and he had to be led by this guy.

So he didn't use his true qi, and he actually misunderstood this guy.

Han Lin snorted coldly, not planning to talk to him any more.

With a gesture of his hand, a wooden stick in the courtyard flew into his hand.

Seeing this scene, the fat woman's body trembled violently.

She immediately remembered the horrific scene of the previous night.

The miserable appearance of Batur and Brother Centipede appeared in front of her eyes in an instant.

Last night, Jiao Jingjing saved her, but today, who will save her.

At the moment she really regretted it.

Han Lin had already let her go last night, but why, he still came to them for trouble!

It's self-inflicted.

She shouted Jiao Jingjing's name loudly in horror, hoping that Jiao Jingjing could save her again.

But will she save herself?

Just now he was trying to tear her mouth and ruin her face.

She regretted it in her heart.

This time, she secretly swore in her heart that as long as Jiao Jingjing saved herself again, she would never trouble her again.

Jiao Jingjing had already heard her aunt's cries for help, but remembering that she had saved her last night, she would come to find trouble for herself today.

This woman is simply femme fatale.

Jiao Jingjing turned her heart sideways, picked up the paper on the table, and blocked her and her brother's ears, she didn't want to save or listen!

Although the mother asked several times.

But she found a reason to prevaricate.

At this time, Han Lin approached her step by step.

The fat woman's voice was hoarse.

In the end, Jiao Jingjing did not appear.

She was desperate.

"Han Lin, you'd better stop, or you'll ......"

Bazihu wanted to step forward to stop her, but she didn't finish her words.

was knocked on his leg by Han Lin with a stick.

With a click, his leg broke.

Bazihu fell to the ground, looking at Han Lin in horror, and even forgot to scream.

He didn't expect that Han Lin really dared to do something to him, he had reported himself to the sect, why wasn't the other party afraid at all?

Is he really fearless, or is he really stunned.

He was thinking about it in his mind, and Han Lin's second stick fell.

Although it was a wooden stick, after being attached to Han Lin's true qi, it became harder than an iron rod.

This time, the mustache finally knew that it hurt.

I saw him holding his legs and roaring heartbreakingly, he never dreamed that this would be the case.

Except for high-ranking monks, ordinary monks have broken kneecaps and are difficult to recover.

At this moment he wanted to beg for mercy, but it was too late.

I saw Han Lin holding a stick to his abdomen.

He only felt that there was a force that was too powerful to match, and it entered the Divine Sea in his abdomen.

Then, with a bang, that force destroyed his Divine Sea.

The Divine Sea was destroyed, and those true qi that had nowhere to store were like wild horses that had escaped in an instant, rampage through his body.

After completely destroying his meridians, this poured out through several of his big acupoints.

Fortunately, he had just started to cultivate, and his true qi was not very much, otherwise, the Divine Sea would be destroyed suddenly, and he would directly explode and die.

Even so, the pain when True Qi destroys the meridians is not something that ordinary people can bear.

At this time, the face of the splayed Hu was distorted, and the whole body was like a spasm, and he kept twitching.

Seeing this scene, the fat woman's face turned white.

"Now it's your turn!"

Han Lin turned to her and said lightly.

Hearing this, the fat woman's body kept trembling.

"Spare my life, I don't dare anymore, I know it's wrong, please spare me......"

The fat woman kept begging for mercy.

But Han Lin still walked towards her.

She finally felt what despair was.