In a villa in Kyoto, Wang Futian is sitting on a deck chair made of pear blossom wood in Hainan, drinking the big red robe that has just been transported from Wuyi Mountain, and watching Peking Opera on TV.

Suddenly, a loud noise came, and the door was suddenly broken, and a gloomy Lin Bei walked in from outside the door.

"You, who are you, you dare to break into the gate of my Wang family!" Wang Futian said angrily.

More than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards also walked in from outside the door, each with a weapon in their hands, and surrounded Lin Bei in the middle.

"Kill him, since you dare to break into my Wang family! Look for death!" Wang Futian snorted coldly, and then ordered.

As soon as everyone wanted to shoot, a phantom flashed between them, and the weapons in everyone's hands disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, they were all in Lin Bei's hands.

"I don't want to kill mortals, you go out, or you die!" Lin Bei said coldly.

Wang Futian's face changed suddenly.

"You all get out!"

Several black-clad bodyguards glanced at each other. Still walked out of the door.

"This immortal elder, may I ask where our Wang family offended you, you can tell me to see if I can compensate you!" Wang Futian said with a respectful face.

"Hmph, Wang Jinyang was sent by you to deal with me?"

An unnatural look flashed in Wang Futian's eyes, and he hurriedly said: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Immortal Chief, that Wang Jinyang is a disciple of the Daxing Wang family, how can we invite these people from an outer gate?"

"Not honest yet!" Lin Bei snorted coldly, and then a flying sword flashed, and one of Wang Futian's ears was suddenly cut off.

Wang Futian suddenly let out a miserable scream from his mouth, and then covered his ears and knelt down.

"Immortal Chang spare his life, Immortal Chang surrounds his life, I have eyes and don't know Taishan, I offended you, I don't dare anymore, let me go!" Wang Futian immediately begged for mercy.

He knew that since Lin Bei had already come to the door, it meant that Wang Jinyang was already more than lucky.

Although he is an elder of the outer gate of the Daxing Wang family, in the final analysis, he is still a mortal without the slightest spiritual power, and people like Wang Jinyang are already figures they look up to, let alone Lin Bei.

"Hand over your grandson and spare you from dying!" Lin Bei said coldly.

Originally, Wang Jinsong dared to be disrespectful to Qin Yuwei, and Lin Bei wanted to kill him, but because the other party was a mortal, Lin Bei held back his killing intent and did not make a move, but now this person is looking for trouble for himself again and again, and he actually wants to ask a qi practitioner to kill him, and Lin Bei will never have mercy on this kind of enemy who wants to kill himself and himself.

Wang Futian's face changed suddenly, and then he said: "Immortal Chief, you can let me go, we can give you any money you want!

"I don't want to talk nonsense, it's not okay to hand over your grandson around your whole family, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" Lin Bei said coldly.

Wang Futian's face suddenly turned pale.

He is the head of the family, so he naturally knows that his current decision is related to the life and death of all the Kyoto royal families, and it is too simple to think of a monk like Lin Bei and want the lives of these mortals.

"Since the meaning of the immortal chief is like this, it is also Song'er's own life!"

Wang Futian seemed to be several years old in an instant, he picked up the landline on the side, made a phone call, and then said, "Call Young Master Sun to come over!"

Five minutes later, a frightened Wang Jinsong came over.

The moment he saw Lin Bei, his face suddenly turned pale, he walked to Wang Futian's side, and said to him, "Grandpa, what did you call me over?"

Wang Futian sighed, then looked at Lin Bei and said, "Immortal Chief, my grandson has already come, and I hope you can be more than Chengruo." ”

Wang Jinsong also seemed to feel something, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He hurriedly hid behind Wang Futian and said, "Grandpa, what the hell is going on, you must save your grandson! Your grandson doesn't want to die yet!"

Wang Futian shook his head, and then said: "Song'er, this is your life, remember not to be so ridiculous in the next life!"

With a flick of Lin Bei's fingers, a sword qi instantly cut off Wang Jinsong's meridians, and his whole person immediately fell.....

At Changbaishan Airport, Lin Bei stepped off the plane.

Now that he basically has no worries in Huaxia, he is ready to go to the door himself to see what kind of attitude the Wang family has.

It has been two years since Lin Bei killed the elder of their royal family, and if the Wang family really found him, he should have been looking for himself in the world a long time ago, but after so much time, there is still no sign that the Wang family is looking for him.

Could it be that the Wang family didn't look for themselves at all? Lin Bei's heart was also secretly puzzled.

Changbai Mountain is covered by heavy snow all year round, and on the empty snowfield, a huge silver-haired giant wolf is galloping wildly.

In front of it, two men and two women were desperately trying to escape.

"Senior Sister Zhiyun, what kind of monster is this silver wolf, my magic weapon actually slashed at his body without any traces!" shouted a young man in a green shirt as he ran away.

In the group of people who were escaping, a girl with a beautiful face responded breathlessly: "Senior Brother Yin, this silver wolf is a fifth-level demon beast, in other words, our monks are at least the cultivation of the foundation building period, how can you, a five-fold qi practitioner, hurt him!"

"It's really unlucky, how to do a mission to go up the mountain to meet this brute!" one man complained.

The silver wolf seemed to understand the man's words, and a very human look of resentment suddenly appeared in his eyes.

A long wolf howl came out of its mouth, and it didn't seem to speed up a few points, rushing towards everyone even faster!

"Be careful, it's speeding up!" Zhou Zhiyun's face changed, and he hurriedly said.

The pace of everyone also increased a little, and a man with a slightly weaker cultivation suddenly slipped and fell to the ground.

In an instant, he was caught by the silver wolf.

The silver wolf opened its bloody mouth and demanded it towards the man with a gust of fishy wind!

"Senior Brother Yin!" everyone was shocked!

At this moment, a streamer suddenly flew over and hit the silver wolf's body fiercely.

The moment the silver wolf's sharp fangs were about to bite through the man's throat, he was directly hit by this streamer and flew more than ten meters away!

A faint voice sounded: "Senior Sister Zhiyun, why is it that your cultivation has not grown?"

Zhou Zhiyun covered her lips, her eyes suddenly turned red, and Lin Bei's figure was standing not far from her!