Zhao Dan and Jiang Hong hurriedly walked out, and saw that the two of them had already made a move, what should they do now? Stop Lin Huarun immediately? This is obviously impossible, let the right guards of the government go to help? This is tantamount to sending a sheep to the tiger's mouth, so what should I do? Zhao Dan thought anxiously in his heart, but he couldn't think of a way to solve the critical situation at this moment.

Since he promised his eldest brother that night, he has planned for the worst, but he never expected it to come so quickly, and the little nephew of Ink Tears may die here before his ass is hot at his uncle's house, thinking of this, he feels sorry for the third brother's sustenance, what must he do?

Zhao Dan hurriedly shouted: "General Lin, what you said is just a temptation, don't make a mistake in Benhou's mansion! Otherwise, Benhou won't be able to spare you." ”

Zhao Dan's words are particularly sonorous and powerful, without a trace of temperature, if Jiang Hong hadn't lived with him for many years, I'm afraid that based on this sentence alone, he could conclude that his husband definitely has the talent of a general, especially the word Benhou is particularly aggravated, giving people a sense of perseverance.

That's all Zhao Dan can do, if he doesn't use his identity to suppress people, how can the supreme commander of the army of this dynasty give him a little thin face, not to mention that no matter how much he emphasizes the word Benhou, I'm afraid it won't help.

Don't look at Lin Huarun is now gentle and elegant, but on the battlefield, he is completely ruthless, no one is in awe of him, he has always been strict in military discipline, even the queen's favorite brother was beheaded by him on the spot because of the delay of the fighter, and was sent to the palace in a box.

When the emperor and the queen saw it, they were frightened, and the queen threatened to kill Lin Huarun on the spot, but the emperor did not allow it, so the queen lived in the deep palace for a long time, and the emperor felt ashamed, so he was particularly accommodating to her.

Lin Huarun ignored Zhao Dan this time, anyway, before he started, he had already dropped some words, even if he missed and killed someone, it would not cause any big disaster, after all, he was the one who held the real power, even if the emperor wanted to do something to him, he had to weigh it first.

Zhao Dan became more and more panicked, and hurriedly called his subordinates, and ordered these people to invite all the people who brought ink tears to the mansion, presumably the people arranged by the eldest brother for him will definitely not be simple.

Lin Huarun attacked lightly while observing Mo Tear's actions all the time, and to be honest, Mo Tear's dodge was really good, his body was like a swimming dragon, like a ghost, his pace was unpredictable, and his reaction was almost instantaneous.

Lin Huarun's seemingly understated attack was actually extremely fast, and every blow was crossed by the clothes of ink tears, and suddenly, a shallow smile appeared at the corner of Lin Huarun's mouth, and he let go of the cultivation that had been pressed again and again.

The punch that hit Mo Tear's chest suddenly accelerated, Mo Tear's eyes were shocked, he couldn't dodge, he instinctively reached out and attacked, turned his fist into a palm, grabbed the opponent's arm, and then blasted out.

Lin Huarun was still calm, the arm that was dragged suddenly turned violently, like a huge missile, got rid of the pull of Mo Tears, punched on Mo Tears' chest, and the whole person slid backwards with one foot, slammed into the wall, and half of his body was knocked in.

Mo Tear broke free with his hands, his hands came out of the wall, and then his feet moved, and he walked out of the wall, and the whole wall collapsed, setting off a storm behind Mo Tear, mixed with white dust, like clouds and mist, dreamy and blurry.

There was no trace of emotional change on Mo Tear's face, and he couldn't see any emotions on his face at the moment, and at that moment, Mo Tear had already made up his mind - this handsome man was extremely dangerous.

Mo Tear didn't want to reveal his identity, so he couldn't use the Eight Heat Hell, his cultivation was already low, and he had to disperse a part of his vitality to suppress the manic Eight Heat Hell, so he was now like the scum of the scum, as long as Lin Huarun exerted a little force, he would be ruthlessly crushed to death like an ant.

The only thing he is thankful for now is that the dragon and the sea that have been practiced for so long have finally begun to bear fruit, and the dragon is not just a set of boxing, it is a combination of boxing and palming.

Mo Tear's ability to subconsciously grab Lin Huarun's hand is the most powerful proof, if he has enough strength, Lin Huarun's hand may be pulled away alive.

Lin Huarun smiled lightly: "You are really not simple, your cultivation is mediocre, but you can have such a strange body, and you just changed your fist into a palm, how ingenious your qi is mastered, the way of cultivation, the more you reach the peak, the more you pay attention to simplifying the complex, returning to the basics, but you have just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and you seem to have understood the truth of simplifying the complex, which is really amazing." ”

Mo smiled and said indifferently: "The general praised it falsely, the small one is just a random fight, where can there be any practice? I don't know what the general suddenly did to the small, what is the so-called thing?"

Lin Huarun laughed and said loudly: "General Ben suspects that you are a villain, and you dare to deceive Master Hou, damn it!"

Mo Tear listened to the last two words that were particularly harsh, and his gaze became even colder. But only Zhao Dan knew that this sentence was not actually for Mo Tear, but to block Zhao Dan's mouth, such a simple sentence could commit murder in his mansion openly, which was simply bold.

Lin Huarun's toes lightly touched the ground, and a big pit exploded on the ground, and his body turned into a straight line, and he flew out, and jumped with a knee blow to Mo Tear.

Mo Tear's face was shocked, and he hurriedly superimposed his palms, pressed Lin Huarun's knees, leaned back, and was forced to take a step back.

Mo Tear didn't expect the prestigious general on the other side to block his blow, Mo Tear just wanted to unload Lin Huarun's domineering power, and then leaned left, pushed his hands to the right, and pushed Lin Huarun's body suspended in mid-air to the right.

Lin Huarun's blow was skillfully unloaded, but he became a little interested, and once again put the cultivation that had been suppressed to the extreme, but he still didn't dare to release too much, he was really afraid that if he was not careful, he would really slap the other party to death.

The identity has not been determined, and he cannot die. His Majesty wanted him to be a living man, not a cold corpse.

For Lin Huarun, killing people is the easiest thing, but he has never been good at this kind of daunting temptation, who knows how much strength this weird guy can withstand? Little by little, although it is the safest, it is the most test of patience! Fortunately, what he lacks the most is patience.

A great general, who has never lost a single battle in hundreds of wars, big and small, can only say how good his patience is? It can only be said that at the moment when the sky fell, maybe he was still drinking tea leisurely.

Lin Huarun tried to increase his strength little by little, always entangled with ink tears, and fought closely, and ink tears did not collide with him, he could hide, and if he couldn't do it, he would skillfully unload his strength, anyway, he would hold on as long as he could, until the senior brother came and made you arrogant, and when my senior brother came, it would be strange not to blow your dog's head.

Mo Tear thought so in his heart, but he didn't want the senior brother to come, if the relationship with this general was really stiff, no matter how powerful the senior brother was, the other party led 100,000 iron troops, and stepped on, even if you were an iron man, you would be leveled, not to mention that the senior brother was just an ordinary mortal.

Even if a cultivator with a high level of cultivation is able to defeat the tactics of the sea of people? Thinking of the seven old sword slaves of the Holy Sword Pavilion in the Nian Nian Sacred Sword Pavilion and entering the Northern Wilderness to crusade against the barbarians, which of them is not a great cultivator? Which one is not a powerful character? Why do they still have to open the way with the iron army of the Shuntian Dynasty, the reason is very simple, they can't fight against ten thousand with one enemy, people are human after all, and their strength is exhausted.

It is said that the man at the head of the Seven Old Sword Slaves once used a sword to make the river flow backwards for eight days and eight nights, which seemed to be so against the sky, but how many such a peak sword he could cut out, obviously it would never exceed three times, and he had also broken 2,860 armor with one sword, but what could that do? Maybe he could defeat 10,000 people, but what about 100,000 people? What else could a million people do? If he didn't trample you to death, he would drag you to death.

Of course, there are some people who want to be excluded, because they are not human beings at all, such as the Emperor of the Harmony Dao who has ascended to the gods, can mortals fight him? There is no record in countless history books, and it is estimated that it is impossible to express the other's otherworldly power in any words.

When Mo Tear thought of this, he was afraid for a while, he could even think that he was about to be razed to the ground here, but then he thought that his uncle, who he had never seen before, was actually Hou Ye, it was very different, it was equivalent to having a gold medal for avoiding death, and he was so presumptuous in Hou Ye's house, as long as he let the senior brother pretend to be Hou Ye's family, what could he do if he killed you?

Lin Huarun had to admire this poor young man with low cultivation, who could remain so calm when fighting him, and it seemed that he still had time to change his body and think about something? If on the battlefield, when others heard his name, they didn't dare to say that they would run away, at least they could make the other party sigh and find it difficult to control themselves.

Naturally, Ink Tears has also heard of the great name of your great general and a series of legendary stories. But what can it be? I guess it's not even a fart compared to myself.

Is his name as big as his own now? Can he influence the situation of the whole world? He is just a broken general, and I don't know how much bigger than his own name as the son of the world.

Therefore, Mo Tear is naturally not afraid of him, he knows what fear is, once he is occupied by fear, he will become a cowardly and incompetent weak person in a strong warrior. What's more, have you ever seen someone who is barefoot and afraid to wear shoes?

Ink Tears had already made plans anyway, that is, to carry it to the end, until the senior brother came, just as he was thinking, Ink Tears was suddenly shocked, he felt an irresistible momentum, and before he could make the slightest resistance, he was instantly shot out, facing the sky, and slammed on the ground, so painful that he was almost heartbroken, and instantly his heart was furious.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the next moment, and if I don't use the Eight Heat Hell Protection, I'm afraid that I will only be a blink of an eye away from the Yellow Spring Road.

Mo Tear hurriedly urged the Eight Heat Hell in the Spirit Sea, a trace of terrible red light flashed in his eyes, the flames were soaring all over his body, and the momentum was violent, through the raging flames, he saw Mo Tear's calm and cold cheeks, even Lin Huarun, who was crawling on the battlefield, was moved in his heart.

There is no need to test it anymore, the identity of Mo Tear is already clear, and it stands to reason that he can stop, but he has always been interested in the strong, not to mention this strange son of the world?

Mo Tear didn't care what he thought, he struck first, and then drew his sword with his backhand, his hand shook, the strips of cloth on the sword shattered, and a sword aura flashed on the heavy sword, surging, and the momentum was red, surging and tumbling like a river.

Mo Tear swooped up, constantly chopping and chopping, Lin Huarun could easily dodge, Mo Tear raised the speed in his hand again, the sword drew a beautiful arc in the air, Lin Huarun's body was also fast and terrifying, and they all dodged one by one.

Mo Tear's body sank, increasing the output of the Extreme Desolate Heavenly Fire, and the cracks of the blood-killing heavy sword burst out with blood-red light, which was extremely dazzling, and the killing intent was compelling.

Mo Tear waved the sword in his hand like a beast, with no moves at all, and no rules, perhaps it was this that forced General Lin, who had extremely rich combat experience, into a corner.

Seeing that the next sword was about to slash at Lin Huarun's eyebrows, Lin Huarun was unusually calm, leaned backwards and held the ground with his hand, and kicked out violently.

The heavy sword was about to slash Lin Huarun, but a huge force came from Mo Tear's chest, and he was directly kicked out.

This time, the ink tears fell steadily on the ground again, and his body drew dozens of meters before stopping, coughing heavily, with streaks of blood in his saliva, but he was still calm, as calm as when a wild beast was catching its prey.

He wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, looked at Lin Huarun silently, and said nothing.

Lin Huarun was stunned for a moment, followed by a flash of figure, a slap hit Mo Tear's face, and Mo Tear's whole person was sent out again, this time he also had blood bubbles in his nose, but he still had no expression, still silently wiping the blood on his face.

Mo Tear is now like a punching bag, let Lin Huarun kick him, he has no power to fight back, but he is still stubborn and silent resistance.

Lin Huarun became manic for no reason, he originally just wanted to simply tempt, but this weird boy was so annoying to him, why didn't he refuse to give in? Why couldn't he beg for mercy?

Lin Huarun was really angry, and his hands gradually lost their proportions.

originally thought that it would be almost enough to go down with three fists and two feet, but Mo Tear was stubborn like a stone, no matter how he beat and kicked, he would only wipe the blood on his face, get up tenaciously, look at him silently, and then pick up the sword in his hand and slash at him again and again.

Mo Tear is still meticulously implementing his plan, carrying, carrying with his life, if he can hit the other party, it will be a more refreshing good thing.

The idea of ink tears obviously did not come true, and was slapped in the face by Lin Huarun, and the whole person was fanned out, and the neck was pulled out of an amazing arc, it is hard to imagine, in case the neck is overwhelmed, it will tear like a rubber band, and the head will roll to the ground.

Mo Tear fell to the ground again, and slowly got up again, even if he wanted to die, he had to stand stubbornly and die unyieldingly. Lin Huarun's face gradually became surprised, why could this person stand up after so many heavy blows?

Lin Huarun let Xiu Wei go again, and he had already reached the realm of melting, so he didn't believe that this weird boy could still stand up with this slap.

Lin Huarun's figure was as fast as lightning, and he came to Mo Tear's life in an instant, and suddenly slapped it on the top of Mo Tear's head.

At this moment, something even stranger happened, as if everything was frozen, the horror on Zhao Dan and Jiang Hong's faces froze at that moment, and Lin Huarun's rapidly falling palm also hovered in mid-air at that moment, without moving a single bit.

There was only a man in a shabby Taoist robe, and his figure drew a blue line, pulling out the ink tears from under his palm

The palm of his hand slammed to the ground, everything returned to normal, Lin Huarun was extremely surprised, why did his palm just now burst into the air? Leaving a big hole in the ground, and then quickly relieved himself, and when he looked up, a figure of a man in Tsing Yi was reflected in his eyes.

Lin Huarun looked at it carefully, and couldn't see that person's cultivation was Taoist, and after a while, he said calmly: "It is rumored that as long as the speed is extremely fast, everything can be solidified, presumably this gentleman has reached that realm, right?"

Li Susu smiled slightly, and said kindly: "The general praised it, I am far from reaching that realm, it's just that I'm a little faster than you." ”

Lin Huarun hurriedly released all the cultivation, if it was suppressed at this moment, it would be completely the rhythm of looking for death, how vicious Lin Huarun's eyes were after a long time on the battlefield, just by looking at Li Susu, he already knew that this person was unfathomable and could not be underestimated.