Lin Jia issued an ultimatum to Le Zhili, his attitude was tough, and even after he tore his face, the group of masters behind him, who were originally a little embarrassed, all unified their thoughts and chose to attack this master mother in unison.

The Shangguan family has been doing business for generations, although they are in the rivers and lakes, but their essence is a clan lineage maintained by blood, which is distinctly different from the large and small forces on the rivers and lakes.

Lin Jia is not so much a martial arts master cultivated by Shangguan since childhood, it is better to describe him in a more appropriate way, that is, a house slave.

This is a special group that only exists under the clan system, and the status of this group of people in the family is quite special, nominally they are just slaves, but their right to speak is sometimes higher than that of some clan children.

They are directly subordinate to the head of the family or to the theoretical heirs of the family, and these people are usually raised by the family since childhood, and their ancestors have served the family for three or even several generations.

Lin Jia is the representative of this group of people, his surname is Lin, Jia is the first Tiangan, this name represents his indisputable position among the masters cultivated by the Shangguan family.

In principle, there is no problem for Lin Jia to be tough on Le Zhili this time, because under the family system, Shangguan Shaoqin and Shangguan Beicang, the father and son, can be regarded as the real talkers of the Shangguan family.

Don't look at the usual people who usually think of Le Zhili, but in fact, she, the wife of Shangguan, is at most more more expensive than the mother and the son, and the binding force of her mother on Lin Jia and others is actually quite low.

The matter involves the friendship between Qingcheng and Shangguan, Lin Jia can no longer be messed with by Le Zhili's temperament, his words can be said to have completely stiffened the scene, and for a while, the air seems to be able to smell the smell of gunpowder.

Shangguan Beicang was also stunned, Lin Jia in his memory was a person with a gentle personality, a kind attitude, and a very good talker, no matter what strange ideas he had when he was a child, the other party would try his best to satisfy them.

Lin Jia's flattery and obedience to Shangguan Beicang made the latter feel very bored, compared to Mr. Lin, who followed him in everything, he still felt that he was closer to Wen Shenyang, who beat him with his fists at every turn.

In this regard, Lin Jia didn't think there was anything, Shangguan Beicang hadn't grown up yet, and in the world of children, only what he liked was the best.

When he grows up, he will naturally understand that outsiders are all unreliable, only his own family can trust, and everyone comes from this stage, so Lin Jia doesn't feel that there is anything wrong.

Even at this moment, Shangguan Beicang wanted to protect his mother, Lin Jia didn't feel wrong, after all, the young master was just a child, but Le Zhili and Wen Shenyang were different.

"Madam, hand them over."

Lin Jia repeated his words again, and all the masters behind him had already moved their feet in tacit understanding, slowly spreading out towards the surroundings, faintly forming a circle, surrounding Le Zhili and the others.

Wen Shenyang's eyes were slightly gloomy, he leaned half of his body sideways, blocked Le Zhili behind him, and said in a condensed voice: "Mr. Lin's move, I'm afraid it's a bit overstepping." ”

"Wen Daxia!" Lin Jia interrupted the other party's words, and said a little unceremoniously: "I respect you as the best friend of the head of the family, so I have a lot of tolerance for you, and I hope you don't want to gain an inch, this is Shangguan's family matter." ”

Wen Shenyang shook his head, but he still didn't mean to get out of the way, he said: "I have already said that I will not interfere in the family affairs of the officials, but what you do is really not in accordance with the rules." ”

"It's not in order, it's not your turn to be an outsider to speak, it seems that today's Wen Daxia has to mix one or two, since this is the case, then don't blame it for being rude!"

Lin Jia finally couldn't bear it anymore, and when the words fell, he made a bold move, his right palm poked out, and his five fingers turned into sharp claws like hooks and slammed into the opponent's chest.

Wen Shenyang never thought that Lin Jia, who had always been good-tempered, would make such a decisive move, and lost the opportunity, he frowned and dodged with steps, but the clothes on his right arm were still torn off by the other party, and left five blood marks on his shoulder.

"Lin Jia! You are bold! Seeing Wen Shenyang accidentally injured here, Le Zhili's face changed and she reprimanded sharply.

Lin Jia made a successful move, a little surprise flashed in his eyes, he stared at Wen Shenyang and said, "Sure enough, your injuries are not yet healed." ”

Wen Shenyang's face sank like water, he ripped off some of the remaining rags on his right arm, and looked at Lin Jia coldly without speaking, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Although Lin Jia is considered a leader among the masters cultivated by the Shangguan family, there is still a gap compared with old rivers and lakes such as Wen Shenyang.

Lin Jia was also deliberately tempted by a move, the prestige of the Thousand Faces Dharma King was real, Wen Shenyang was injured a lot in that battle at the beginning, even if Le Zhili gave him the elixir to eat as jelly beans every day, it would not be so good.

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Jia made a move, he found out that the other party's injuries were not yet complete, which also made him quietly relieved, if Wen Shenyang was really in his heyday, even if they were together, I am afraid they might not be able to please him.

After all, there is still a Le Zhili, how can this woman's martial arts be negligible, the worst thing is that her identity determines that it is impossible for them to kill them.

Restrained, facing a master like Wen Shenyang, the defeat is almost predictable.

Fortunately, the other party was injured, Lin Jia immediately seized this opportunity, he did not draw his sword to leave a trace of affection, and his palms came out together to fight with the other party.

The two of them made dozens of moves in a row, Wen Shenyang's forehead was oozing with fine sweat, and his face was terrifyingly pale, obviously the old injury had recurred, after all, Lin Jia also had concerns, and it was impossible for him to make a full attack on the Shangguan family.

Le Zhili on the side was anxious in her eyes, but she was silently stopped by several Shangguan masters, and she couldn't do anything even if she wanted to save people.

Although this group of people did not dare to make a big disrespectful attack on Mrs., Cola Zhili was not a master like Wen Shenyang, a group of them stood in a row, and they could block the other party's approach without using their hands.

Between the lightning and the fire, Lin Jia and Wen Shenyang went through a few more moves, and finally each of them raised a palm, and the two palms collided, and the turbulent wind and waves overturned most of the furnishings in the entire courtyard.

Where the palms of the two were opposite, an obscure whirlpool was constantly expanding, Lin Jia slowly raised his steps and stepped forward, his body moved forward at the same time, the palm power in his hand exploded, and Wen Shenyang took a step back.

After taking the first step, Lin Jia forced each other with palm power one after another, and finally Wen Shenyang's back was on top of the rockery, and there was no way to retreat.

"Wen Daxia, let's stop here, no matter what I say today, I must take that little ghost away." Lin Jia didn't do things perfectly, he gathered some of his palm power at the right time.

So Wen Shenyang was able to breathe, although he was defeated at the moment, he still had no intention of giving up: "This matter is quite strange, you can't deal with it so hastily"

"As I have already said, how the Qingcheng faction acts, our Shangguan family has no control."

Lin Jia sighed faintly, his eyes condensed slightly: "Since Wen Daxia has to talk to me about the righteous demons of the rivers and lakes, it means that the Tao is different and does not conspire with each other, and he is offended." ”

When the words fell, Lin Jia raised his palm again, Wen Shenyang was also colored, but his palms rang together, the power was extraordinary, only to hear a bang, the rockery behind Wen Shenyang shattered, and his whole person flew upside down into the rubble.