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Chapter 866: The Angry Lin Family

The blood stick waved in the air, leaving a long blood shadow that hit the old man.

Seeing this, the old man slapped his palm on the blood stick, instinctively underestimating Ye Qingyun's stick.

In his opinion, even if the other party defies the sky, he is just a ninefold martial artist of the God Transformation Realm, and he is far from being able to compare with him.

But he lost because he was too confident in himself, or he underestimated Ye Qingyun too much.

This stick burned with flames, like a scorching sun flame churning, with a dark aura, flying wildly, the high temperature drove away the surrounding cold, evaporating all the cold around him.

This stick also fell straight on the old man.

On the spot, the old man's shoulder was punched into a depression, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Ye Qingyun didn't intend to let go of the person in front of him, his bones and feet kicked the ground, jumping three feet high, the blood-colored bone stick in his hand was like a mist of gods and demons, and the black smoke seemed to be the gas spit out by the ancient demon beast, sweeping over.

Under this stick, the old man's body kept retreating, and the look of shock on his face flashed away, and he realized that it was very bad.

Instinct told him that the person in front of him was definitely not to be messed with.

With his current methods, he may not be able to kill this demon!

When Ye Qingyun cast the fourth weight of the bloodthirsty dragon body and turned into a blood skeleton, the old man instinctively thought that the latter had cultivated some kind of evil technique, and it was the devil.

"Boy, in broad daylight, you dare to practice such evil exercises, as long as I spread your affairs, not to mention my Lin family, even the martial artists of the entire continent will kill you!"

"Idiot!" Ye Qingyun spat out two cold words from his mouth.

The latter colluded with the people of the Demon Sect, which was already very shameful, but now he said the other way around, he simply didn't know how to write the word shame!

He didn't want to waste saliva with the other party, so he chased after him, blasting out one stick after another, and under this stick, the surrounding space quickly solidified.

The old man's complexion changed drastically, and his hands quickly pinched the martial arts, and an armor made of sand appeared in front of him.

However, the armor shattered as easily as tofu under the heavy blow of the Blood Stick.

"Boy, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, you have already killed my Lin family's son-in-law, and now you want to kill me again? I can tell you very clearly, if you do this, there will be no good end!" The old man said again and again, hoping that Ye Qingyun could recognize his own situation, offending the Lin family was like jumping into a fire pit, which is called playing with fire and self-immolation.

However, when he saw a cold arc on the corner of the other party's mouth, his heart jumped loudly, and he knew that he was afraid that he was going to be finished.

Sure enough, the blood stick in Ye Qingyun's hand waved again, and this time, it fell directly on the old man's head.

Rumble!

The void shimmered with blood-red light.

A mournful cry echoed through the void.

I saw that there was an extra cold corpse on the ground.

Ye Qingyun glanced indifferently at the corpse below, wantonly searched the things on the other party's body, and found that there was a token.

If you look closely, it is the token of the Lin family.

He placed the token in the Ancient Ring, and then he left the place.

The sky was covered with snowflakes, and gradually these snowflakes covered all the corpses in the market with a thick layer of snow.

A cold wind blew from the north and landed on the market, making it look very cold and eerie.

A figure flew swiftly from the market towards the west, leaving no footprints on the ground, and it could be said that there was no trace of snow.

......

Lin family.

Two angry voices erupted from both directions at the same time, and the sound was like a wild beast, as if it could rush into the sky for a long time.

The two angry voices came from the cultivation secret room and the attic respectively.

In the cultivation secret room, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

He is Lin Feng, the head of the Lin family.

Everyone's impression of Lin Feng is that of the head of the Lin family with a smile on his face and a beautiful face.

If they saw Lin Feng now, they would definitely be quite shocked.

At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to be angry.

I wonder which guy made him so angry?

You must know that in this world, there are not many people who dare to provoke him.

He is the head of the Lin family.

The Lin family is one of the four ancient families of the lower god realm, and they have the support of the Wolf Emperor of the Wolf Hall behind them, and daring to provoke him is no different from dying.

"Boy, you dare to destroy my clone, I will definitely capture you alive and split your body alive with the power of five horses!"

Cold and vicious words came from his mouth.

was ruined by a junior, and if this is passed out, it will definitely damage his face.

"That kid has the blood of the immortal dragon flowing in his body, and the thickness of his bloodline is even stronger than that of the god and demon lord!

His eyes flickered, the cold light flashed, he got up, stopped cultivating, and walked towards the cultivation secret room.

And on the other side.

Lin Cang looked at the scattered fragments on the table in a daze.

It was originally a bead, and it had the breath of his son Lin Xiaotian on the bead.

If Lin Xiaotian died, then the bead would shatter.

The current situation confirms that his son Lin Xiaotian is dead.

"Who? Who dares to kill me!" an angry voice rolled out of his throat, and the tables, chairs, teacups, and flower pots around him shattered with a thud in this angry, spiritual voice.

Lin Cang's face was flushed, and the fire of anger seemed to rush out of his body, to connect with the sky, and to form a sea of fire.

He only has Lin Xiaotian, an only son.

Now that his only son is dead, how can he not be angry?

The flames of anger are like the sore flames in a furnace.

"I want to know who he is!" a burst of anger suddenly appeared in front of him.

It shows a blood-colored skeleton holding a bone sword, and a sword piercing his son's heart.

"Bone people?" he frowned.

Isn't this race no longer in the Lower God Realm?

How did it come about? What the hell is going on?

His voice immediately attracted the attention of the Lin family's guards outside the attic.

A Lin family guard came quickly, and when he saw the mess on the ground, and found the rhythm of the middle-aged man in front of him whose face was so red that he was about to drip blood, he couldn't help but shudder, it was the first time he had seen a middle-aged man so angry, so angry.

"I order you! Investigate, investigate this matter strictly! Xiao Tian's revenge, if I don't revenge, I will be his father in vain!" Lin Cang's eyes were red, and he roared angrily, his voice full of monstrous killing intent.

"Okay, good, good!" The guard said yes three times in a row, and hurried down, knowing that Lin Cang was now in a rage, and he couldn't say anything to make the latter unhappy.

Soon, in this huge attic, only Lin Cang, who was full of gloomy face, was left.