Facing the oppression of the old man's strong momentum, Hei Kill's neck seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, his face was flushed, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, cold sweat gurgled down, his chest rose and fell violently, he gasped heavily, and he sighed for a long time before he struggled to squeeze out a few words from his throat.

His eyes swept coldly across the audience, and the fierce aura of slaughter suddenly dispersed, which made people's hearts feel cold, and they were full of excitement, and cold sweat oozed out. This old man who is not amazing is a real person of Jindan. After that, the essence in the old man's eyes flashed, and his momentum suddenly retracted, and he turned back into the ordinary old man who was thin and shriveled and had no threat.

Black Kill, who had calmed his breath, together with Black Thorn, turned around and stood behind the old man.

"Uncle Sixteen," Lin Zhizhuo glared at the black killer fiercely, and then bowed his hand to the old man, very respectful, "What's the matter, it actually alarmed your old man?" ”

Glancing at him lightly, bowing slightly, the old man didn't say anything, he walked straight past him with an expressionless face, and walked towards Lin Chengzu.

"This little brother," the old man slowly walked in front of Lin Chengzu, grinning slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Can you lend the jade plate in your hand to the old man to take a look?" The tone was very polite, and there was no arrogance that a Jin Dan real person should have.

The completely different attitudes of the two naturally made everyone present wonder, but most of the Lin family disciples felt a burst of happiness in their hearts. Let you struggle, grab guns, mix up a good family and mix up a mess, shouting and beating and shouting to kill, everyone has the same roots. But you're so ruthless that you can't do it. It's okay now, even your group of Jindan Zhenren don't look down on you, they just love to ignore you, but they are polite to Senior Brother Chengzu, this is the gap in life!

In the mocking and disdainful eyes of everyone, Lin Zhizhuo's face did not change in any way, and there was a slight smile on his face, but the green tendons on his clenched fists were bursting up, but it was telling that his heart was not calm.

"Oh. You want to borrow it and take a look. Are you sure? Lin Chengzu's handsome face bloomed with a warm smile, "You can also borrow this thing?" Did you pick it up too? His tone was not gentle, and he had no respect for a Jindan real person at all. It was actually with a strong sense of disdain.

"Presumptuous!" Lin Zhizhuo's anger was angry. Finally found a place to vent. Raising his hand, he pointed at Lin Chengzu's nose and scolded: "What are you?" How dare you talk to Uncle Sixteen like this? You ......"

The old man glanced at Lin Zhizhuo lightly, and the cold coldness in his eyes instantly froze his voice and stopped the rest of his words.

"What you said is," turning his head, the old man didn't care about Lin Chengzu's bad attitude, and there was even a hint of respect in his tone, "If it's really that thing, the old man really shouldn't open this mouth, and I really can't afford to borrow it." However, "the old man's slightly cloudy eyes flashed, "The old man is old, his eyes are not good, and he can't tell who is real and who is fake, he always has to see it before he can decide who to listen to?" ”

What the? What does this old man's words mean by exploding in everyone's ears like thunder? Going to flip it? This Lin Chengzu can actually turn these Lin Zhizhuo's accomplices into his own people?!

In the expectation and surprise of everyone, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, Lin Chengzu nodded lightly, and with a turn of his wrist, the slightly drooping long sword suddenly flipped over, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight towards his left hand. In the white palm, a blood flower bloomed, and the emerald green jade plaque in his hand was covered with blood.

"Buzz!" A strange fluctuation, like ripples on the surface of a rocky lake, swayed in all directions. All the cultivators who participated in the attack on the elders of the Lin family, the black-clothed people who surrounded the entire martial arts arena, all flashed with light on their bodies, and after that, Lin Chengzu's hands also glowed, and the brightness was even brighter than others.

Everyone's eyes were on this old man, and the questions in their hearts, this strange situation, and the direction of the Lin family's situation would all find answers in this old man.

The old man tore off the jade plate hanging on his waist, carefully sensed it with his divine sense, raised his head, looked at Lin Chengzu, his face was solemn, and he clenched his fists, "Young master!" ”

"Young master!" The others followed behind the old man, clasping their fists in unison.

How can it be? Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Zhizhuo was in disbelief at first, and then a surging panic overwhelmed his entire heart.

"What young master? Lin Sixteen, aren't you all crazy! As if someone had choked his neck, Lin Zhizhuo's voice was sharp and weird, his face was distorted and hideous, and his poignant voice resounded, "Look clearly, I am your young master!" How could this guy who didn't know from a crack in the stone be your young master? ”

"Poof!" Lin Sixteen's expressionless face revealed a trace of anger, and he waved his hand without looking back, and a wave of vitality came out of his hand, blasting Lin Zhizhuo several feet away, spitting blood from his mouth, and staggering to the ground.

"Today's matter is that the old man has neglected to supervise, and he will definitely give an explanation to the young master," Lin Shiliuqiang suppressed his anger and arched his hand, "How to do it now, please show the young master." ”

Almost in the blink of an eye, the host and guest shifted, Lin Chengzu became the controller of the whole situation, and Lin Zhizhuo, who had always been arrogant, lay on the ground like a dead dog.

What kind of young master is this young master?

Is there such a force hidden within the Lin family?

Hidden veins? There was that clever mind, and unexpectedly thought of the long-standing hidden legend within the Lin family.

If Lin Chengzu is really the master of the hidden vein, then how can Lin Zhizhuo control the hidden vein?

The disciples of the Lin family, who were safe and sound, were full of thoughts.

"Let go!" Lin Chengzu's gaze swept over the audience, and on those outsiders who were obviously watching the excitement, he paused slightly, "Send off!" ”

After all, although the farce of the Lin family is full of twists and turns, the actual loss is not big, there is no need to fight against the behemoth of the Lin family for a little gossip. And at this time, the big drama should almost be over, although it is a pity not to see the finale, but people have to deal with their families behind closed doors, and it is not appropriate for them to rely on it.

After the old man put away the array, the trapped elders of the Lin family were helped out by the disciples, bustling, and after a while, the disciples in the field looked solemn and returned to their positions.

This farce of usurping power and profiting from the clan will come to an end under the witness of all the disciples. (To be continued......)