Chapter 9 Apologies

When he saw Lin Lei's attack, Lin Xuan smiled, it turned out that the brutal bull fist that was said to be divine by so many people was nothing more than that. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info At least in the face of the Sky Slash, it's so clumsy.

"Carving insect skills, I don't have a sense of accomplishment when I break your punch."

Lin Xuan smiled contemptuously, and then the power in the dantian frantically poured into his palms. There is no Sky Slashing Strike, the cool appearance of the Brute Bull Fist, so in the eyes of everyone, Lin Xuan is just a bare hand. It is precisely like this that there is an endless stream of ridicule.

"Oh my God, I'm not mistaken, bare hands to catch the bull fist?"

"I don't know how to write the dead word."

"I think he'll find out right away."

And Lin Lei, who was originally nervous, thought that Lin Xuan also had some powerful martial arts, but in this way, his face was even more confident, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Don't be ashamed, stupid fool, you are dead." ”

"Bang ......"

When the two fists were exchanged, there was no brilliant light, just a sound, followed by a "click... Click...".

"Oh my God, this Lin Xuan is just broken bones?"

"To be able to do this shows how tough he is."

"Strong is tough, but unfortunately, his opponent is Lin Lei."

Just when everyone sighed and regretted it, a shocking scene happened.

"Ah......h

The screams of pain were not Lin Xuan's, but from Lin Lei.

When the two fists were released, Lin Xuan still had a smile on his face and calmly fell from the air. In stark contrast, Lin Lei saw him shouting, and the pain of bone cracking filled every corner of his body. When the two fists separated, his fist, which was originally flashing with white ripples, actually opened a wound, spurting a pile of bright red blood in the air.

"You ......"

Lin Lei's pale face no longer had the confidence he had before, but instead the fear and shock in his eyes. What he was afraid of was that Lin Xuan could really easily break his brute bull fist. What was shocking was that Lin Xuan was only a sevenfold cultivation of body refining, but he was the pinnacle of body refining.

"This ......"

"What kind of monster is this Lin Xuan? actually used the sevenfold cultivation of refining the body to defeat Lin Lei by two levels. ”

"Jumping over the level of battle is not uncommon for geniuses, the point is that Lin Xuan actually crossed the two orders and was seriously injured with his bare hands, and Lin Lei, who used martial arts." 、

The scene in front of him left only two words for the onlookers: shock!

"Me? What's wrong with me? With a smile, Lin Xuan walked to Lin Lei, who collapsed to the ground, and continued: "No matter what happens, I don't need to know the reason, I only care about the result." ”

"And the result I care about is that you hurt Lin Yue."

"And now the result is, I win, you lose."

Every time Lin Xuan took a step, there was a sentence coming out. In a blink of an eye, he came, Lin Lei's side, looked down and said, "You want to slap yourself twenty times in front of Lin Yue and apologize!" If not......"

Although Lin Xuan's smile has never changed, but Lin Lei at this time is extremely afraid: "You...... If you dare, my eldest brother won't let you go! ”

"Smack!"

Lin Xuan slapped Lin Lei's right cheek, and he used at least three hundred catties of strength for this slap, so those five finger prints were deeply left on Lin Lei's face.

"You threaten me?"

"Smack!"

Another slap, and five bright red finger prints, fell on Lin Lei's left face.

"You!" Lin Lei wanted to resist, but all over his body, because of the forced use of the Brute Bull Boxing, the backlash brought by him made him so powerless, he struggled weakly, and his arm fell to the ground again, but his mouth still did not stop: "My eldest brother is Lin Ting, he will definitely not let you go." ”

"Smack......

Immediately afterwards, there were two more slaps, and after Lin Xuan finished fanning, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said word by word: "I... Want... You... Road... Modest! ”

In Lin Xuan's heart, Lin Yue is everything. Even if Lin Lei's eldest brother is Lin Ting, he must not let it go. Besides, things have come to this point, even if Lin Xuan wants to retreat, it is impossible. As Lin Lei said: Lin Ting will never let him go.

Of course, there is naturally a solution to the matter, that is, when Lin Ting comes to take revenge, Lin Xuan only needs to have the strength to fight against it. But after all, Lin Ting stepped into the Introducing Xuan Realm a year ago, and after all, he also entered the sect. It's easier said than done.

"Good! I apologize...... I apologize. ”

No matter how strong Lin Lei is, he can't withstand Lin Xuan's iron-fisted methods. Dignity, at this time, is really nothing in Lin Lei's heart. The name of genius is just a burden to him at the moment.

Lin Xuan saw that Lin Lei was soft, so he clenched his fists and shouted to the people watching from the periphery: "Everyone, I've seen enough of the good show, and I hope that brother will help call Lin Yue." ”

"Okay, I'll call Sister Lin Yue."

At this time, in the crowd, one person volunteered, and in the blink of an eye, this person disappeared into the cultivation field.

And the crowd of onlookers still don't want to disperse, as Lin Xuan said, the show has been watched, but after all, it is not over yet, and the next one will inevitably be more exciting. Lin Lei prides himself on his outstanding talent, and has an even more genius brother Lin Ting, who is naturally arrogant and domineering, and usually oppresses the weak, which is essential. Now that he has ended up like this, there will naturally be many people who are willing to stay and continue to watch the show.

"This kid, like his father, is not afraid of heaven and earth, as long as he believes in something, he must do it without considering the consequences."

Lin Moyan, who was hidden on the side, was full of admiration in his eyes, and then said in his mouth: "Yue'er followed him, I don't have to worry." ”

"It's a good thing or a bad thing."

It was none other than Lin Moyan's third uncle, the only powerhouse in the Lin family who broke through the Xuan Realm.

"Third uncle, what do you say?" Lin Moyan asked puzzled.

"But then again, what strong person didn't step on the name of genius and slaughter countless lives of fellow powerhouses before finally becoming a peerless powerhouse?" After the old man finished speaking, he walked away on crutches and swayed.

And just when Lin Moyan was puzzled, the old man's voice came into his ears again: "Becoming a strong man must be gratifying." But I only hope that on the road to the strong, he will not lead to my Lin family. ”

The mansion where Lin Yue lived was not far from the cultivation field, so ten minutes later, Lin Yue came to Lin Xuan with her incredible eyes: "Brother Lin Xuan, this?" ”

"I'm just making him pay." Lin Xuanman said indifferently, then looked down at Lin Lei and said coldly, "You should know how to do it?" ”

Lin Lei lowered his head first, and then there was a slap of "pop ......": "Sister Lin Yue, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

"I shouldn't have humiliated you in the morning."

Looking at Lin Lei's appearance, Lin Yue couldn't bear it, and pulled Lin Xuan's lips to pray: "Brother Lin Xuan, forget it." ”

Lin Xuan was unmoved, and said to Lin Yue: "Don't be stupid, the situation is reversed at this time, do you think he will let me go?" ”

Lin Yue was silent, Lin Xuan's words were good. If it was Lin Xuan who lost at this time, then Lin Lei would even humiliate Lin Xuan even more. Since ancient times, the strong have been respected and respected by thousands of people. The loser is like an ant, and his dignity is trampled on.

The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, going upstream, although it may not be able to reach the other side. But if you go with the flow, you will definitely not reach the end of what you want to go. Similarly, if Lin Xuan was afraid of Lin Ting at this time, then he would definitely be afraid of more people in the future, let alone become a peerless powerhouse.