"Hateful, this Lin Xiao, damn it! Damn it! ”

The table in front of him was smashed into pieces with a palm, and sawdust flew in all directions.

The martial arts sect and the family, many bigwigs, sat together, their eyes gloomy, and the killing intent was boiling.

The country has conquered all directions, and they have no way out, so they sit together and want to discuss a way to live.

"This damn Lin Xiao, providing assistance to the country, cutting off our freedom, ruining our future, hate!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! In any case, you must kill Lin Xiao, damn it, the lackey of this country! ”

They were indignant and depressed, so they could only reprimand Lin Xiao to relieve their depression.

All the hidden emperors were also born, and they seemed to be sitting quietly, but in fact, they were full of murderous intent, and they couldn't wait to chop off Lin Xiao's head with a knife.

"Okay, no matter how much you scold, it's useless, Lin Xiao's suppression of the Seven Great Emperors of the Evil Demon Dao is undoubtedly a martial arts myth, killing him, we will unite, it will not be enough for him to cut it with one sword."

In a word, everyone was silent, Lin Xiao's terrifying strength was like a boulder pressing on their hearts, which could not be pushed away.

Martial arts mythology, one blow, suppressing the seven martial arts emperors, how terrifying, how powerful.

"Is it difficult, just forget it? Surrender to the state and become a lackey? "Some people are unwilling.

They are accustomed to living a chic life, acting as a prestige, standing high, treating all beings as ants, and treating human life as a mustard.

If they are asked to accept the establishment and be restrained in their behavior, it is absolutely unacceptable, and it is more depressing than death.

Some people lamented, "What can it be? That's it, martial arts mythology, I think of these four words, my heart is trembling, and I can't sleep well. ”

This sentence has reached the hearts of everyone.

Martial arts mythology.

Even when several emperors thought about it, they couldn't help but tremble, and they woke up from a nightmare from sleep, and cold sweat broke out.

They finally understood how much pressure their existence was on the people below.

Some people regret it, and if they knew it earlier, they would help the country, so that even if it is adapted, they can fight for a good future.

Emperor Zhao, one of the five emperors, spoke, "Not really, there is no way at all." ”

"What's the solution?" It was as if everyone had grasped a life-saving straw.

Several emperors looked solemn and thoughtful, they seemed to know something.

Emperor Zhao said coldly: "Kunlun! ”

"Kunlun?" Some people don't know why, they don't know what is so strange about this Kunlun that can make the emperor remember.

The pupils of several great emperors shrank, their eyes were solemn, and the Southern Emperor said: "Brother Zhao, the one in Kunlun, who has been in the pass for a hundred years, I don't know if he is still alive." ”

"Yes, when I was young, he was shut up, maybe he was dead."

Everyone was shocked, they were in retreat a hundred years ago, if they were still alive, how strong should they be?

"There's a good chance he's alive." Emperor Zhao slowly spoke, "His cultivation is different from our martial arts, legend has it that what he cultivates is immortal arts!" ”

Immortals!

"Is there really a fairy art? That's just myths and legends. ”

"I don't believe it, there is any immortal art, it's ridiculous."

Emperor Zhao glanced at a few people coldly, and they felt cold in their hearts, and they were immediately silent, not daring to say more.

"Treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor." Emperor Zhao also sighed, "If he is still alive, he can kill Lin Xiao, if he is dead, we will surrender." ”

"Emperor Zhao, how do you know that he is willing to help us?" Everyone was puzzled.

Even if that one is alive, it may not necessarily help them, the two martial arts myths, maybe they can still form good friends.

Emperor Zhao smiled coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Because, his surname is Lin!" ”

The people were speechless and said no more.

The surname Lin is also regarded as the ancestor of the Lin family.

The Lin family was wiped out by Lin Xiao, if this person was alive, he would definitely kill Lin Xiao and sacrifice the clan with blood.

This is a family feud of life and death, which cannot be erased or covered, only blood and soul can be washed away.

Emperor Zhao and several other emperors immediately went to Kunlun, while Emperor Chen and Emperor Nan stayed behind to observe the country's movements.

"Brother Chen, what do you think?" Nandi sighed, his expression extremely old.

I once met in the Lin family, it turned out to be a martial arts myth, and he was still so young, which made it difficult for them to accept.

Emperor Chen pondered deeply, and suddenly said, "Brother Nan, perhaps, it's time for us to surrender." ”

Nandi's eyes were wide open, staring at Emperor Chen, and there was a big disagreement and an immediate move.

Emperor Chen didn't seem to notice it, and said in a condensed voice: "Brother Nan, you should think about it, Lin Shenhua's experience. ”

"In the original Yangjiang family, Ruan Wuhua relied on the cultivation of the grandmaster, provoked Lin Xiao, and was beheaded by Lin Xiao."

"At the Martial Arts Conference, we have been planning for a long time, and we were sabotaged by Lin Xiao."

"The Lin family persecuted Lin Xiao, and the whole clan was exterminated."

"The Evil Demon Dao is against the country, and Lin Xiao is destroyed with one move!"

"Before the incident, would you have thought that Lin Xiao could destroy it?"

After Emperor Chen finished speaking, he looked up at the sky with a distant gaze.

Emperor Nan's heart was shocked, deafening, and his ears kept flashing, Emperor Chen's words.

Now it seems that these things, Lin Xiao, a martial arts myth, can naturally be done easily.

But before that, who wants to tell him that Lin Xiao can do these things, he has to slap people away.

Emperor Chen's voice came again, "Brother Nan, you say, this time, Lin Xiao is a failure or a success." ”

Nandi was speechless, he didn't dare to say the words that would win.

The pressure given by Lin Xiao was too great.

This time, the stakes are very high, whoever wants to fail will be doomed, they are not strong enough, and they must stand in line in advance.

The two of them were sad in their hearts, in the past, they were the high-ranking martial arts emperors, and countless people flattered them.

Now, even if he is dependent on others, he doesn't dare to slow down, for fear of making Lin Xiao unhappy.

Emperor Chen made a decision, "This time, I believe in Lin Xiao. ”

Nandi raised his head, his heart was bitter, he thought for a long time, and finally sighed, "Let's go and tell Lin Xiao about Kunlun." ”

Now that they have made a decision, the two of them no longer hesitated, made preparations, and met Lin Xiao.

"Kunlun? Martial arts mythology? Immortals? The ancestor of the Lin family? The corners of Lin Xiao's mouth raised slightly.

"Yes, I can see it."

Nandi hurriedly said: "Lin mythology, Kunlun has been in retreat for a hundred years, it is not trivial, I suggest finding Zhao Fenghe, killing them, and stopping their actions." ”

Emperor Nan and Emperor Chen thought that the best way was to kill the other emperors and not let them wake up Kunlun.

As long as Kunlun doesn't wake up, then everything is safe.

The myth of Lin is the myth of eternity, the only myth.

"No, you don't." Lin Xiao waved his hand, "I want to take a look, this Kunlun!" ”

The two of them were in a hurry, and they wanted to advise them, but they couldn't reverse Lin Xiao's will.

Lin Xiao said indifferently: "However, I can't let him come to the door." ”

He is in the imperial capital, and if Kunlun kills him, it is very likely that a big war will break out, and at that time, countless innocent people will be killed.

"You guys, follow me and find Kunlun." Lin Xiao made a decision.

(End of chapter)