At this moment, Xiao Lin's sea of ​​consciousness swelled violently, like the sea roared out of anger. At the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness, the trace of violent aura and anger slowly condensed below, condensed into a round object as big as a gravel.

At this moment, Xiao Lin had only one thought in his mind, that is, kill! Kill! Kill!

A five animal seal behind him attacked again, and Xiao Lin shot a Dagang Jinhua Palm desperately. This golden palm was several times larger than before. Before he could be shot, Xiao Lin vomited blood, but he didn't care at all. He simply ignored himself and directly shot it out.

"Crack!" The Five Animal Seal was crushed directly. Wurong didn't expect that the power of the golden palm was so great. He hurriedly dodged, but before he could stand firm, another Dagang Jinhua Palm attacked him. This palm was even bigger than before.

Before he approached, Wurong felt his scalp explode, "How could this guy be so strong?" He was simply unable to resist, and he cast out the Five Animal Seals again, and then fled hurriedly.

Another Dagang Jinhua Palm hit him.

"Madman, this is a madman!"

Wurong cursed, and couldn't defend himself and a heavy palm. He spit out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly protected his heart.

"You guys surround him to death!" Wurong yelled!

When the disciples saw that Xiao Lin was simply a devil and crazy, they did not dare to go up. But when they heard Wurong's words, they had no choice. With a loud shout, the disciples all used flying swords, but these people were no different from flies in Xiao Lin's eyes.

He punched a flying sword directly, and the flying sword was directly smashed into pieces and hit the disciple's face. He only heard the bones of "kka" shattering, the entire nose bridge collapsed, and then it was heavily concave into the bones of his face. The disciple was shaken by this force and hit a tree. "Bang!" A small tree as thick as a bowl was broken, and blood flowed out of the corners of the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears of the disciple.

An outstanding disciple of the sixth level of Qi Condensation was beaten to death by Xiao Lin with one punch!

The disciples around him saw that Xiao Lin was so perverted, and they didn't dare to go up again. Even Wurong, who was beside him, was so shocked that he couldn't speak, "Abnormal! This person is definitely a pervert!" Wurong repeated this sentence in his heart.

Xiao Lin looked at these people coldly with bloody eyes. Suddenly, he pointed to the sky and let out a loud roar, "I, Xiao Lin, swear in this life, that I will kill the Five Mountains Ancestor and slaughter all the Five Mountains Sects!"

This sound pointed directly at the sky, and all the listeners were frightened.

Xiao Lin looked at these people coldly again, picked up Xiao's body, and flew towards the sky.

From beginning to end, no one dares to chase after it.

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On a hillside of Ningqucheng, Dayan Kingdom, there was a young man kneeling. His body was covered with blood. In front of him was a short tomb with eleven big words written on it: "The tomb of Xiao, the mother of the unfilial son Xiao Lin."

He knocked three times to the grave, "Mom, the child is unfilial..."

Xiao Lin stood up, his expression was dazed, not knowing what happened to him before, and his mind was blank.

As soon as he thinks of his mother, his heart will be painful, endless pain, and endless hatred and murderous intent will arise in his body. The heavier the injuries in his body, the more spiritual energy is consumed, but it will not affect his tyrannical aura or anger and killing aura at all.

The grain of sand in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness was slowly absorbing this violent aura.

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In this way, I walked to the edge of a river in a daze, and suddenly couldn't support it. "Clang!" I fell into the river and went down the river...

At the same time, after Wurong returned, he reported to the leader about what happened. After hearing this, the leader was furious and felt deeply assassinated by the incident. He decided to send the elder of Tudifeng to the sky, and the elder of Chiyanfeng Huo Fei, and the three of them worked together to hunt down Xiao Lin.

Also in a cave in Qingling Peak, Ruo looked at the sky with a hesitation expression. This time he chose to be neutral, not to fight for anything for Xiao Lin, nor did he choose to ask Xiao Lin, but just watched all this quietly.

"Xiao Chen, you must bless your son to spend his life safely..."

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"Sister, please walk slowly, brother, I will cover you behind you; those princes of the Wang family are not good people; sister, please hurry up and go to the kang tonight, brother, I will be back soon..."

On the mountain road, a man riding a tall horse sang loudly in front of him. He was strong, had black skin, honest face, strong hands, and a big knife on his waist made a "whimper" sound in the wind, which shocked the birds around him.

Behind him was a long caravan, and countless carriages seemed to be unable to see the tail from the beginning. The silk, satin, gold, silver, jewelry, rare jade, and the jewels of cars emitted a disharmonious light on this lonely mountain road.

"Ahem!" Two sudden coughs came from a carriage.

"Tian'er!"

As soon as he heard the shouts of the man in the carriage, the man leading the way immediately turned around and ran over.

"Dad, what's the matter?" the man asked hilariously.

"What's the matter!" The old man on the carriage suddenly raised his tone, "Listen to what you sing, there is a young lady behind him. Don't you make me laugh at me? Stop singing!" As soon as he finished speaking, the cough became even stronger.

"Don't be angry!" The man smiled again, "Dad said he wouldn't sing anymore, so I won't sing."

After saying that, the man seemed to remember something and asked in a low voice: "Dad, who is the little white-faced person we rescued from the river half a month ago? It's been half a month, why didn't hesitate at all? The eldest lady is really, and she is not afraid of causing trouble."

"Ouch!" A scream rang out.

"Dad, why are you hitting me?"

This time, the old man poked his head out of the carriage. Maybe you will think that he is a gray-haired old man who is about to enter the twilight of his life, but you are wrong. He is only fifty years old and has strong Kong Wu. From his stable breathing, you can even feel a strong fluctuation of aura.

Momentum, a momentum that does not surrender to anyone.

The wounds on his chest proved to the world that he was the best martial artist in the Dayan Kingdom.

And in the mouths of bandits, he had a nickname: "Desperate Sanlang" Fang San.

What does a person look at the most?

Of course it's fate.

If a person treats fighting as a desperate battle at any time, then no one dares to underestimate this person.

"Why hit you?" The old man was not angry and arrogant, "Can we talk about the matter about the eldest lady? Even that 'adult' didn't say anything. You are underestimating yourself here, don't forget what our identity is!"

Sure enough, when Fang Tian heard that "adult", he stopped saying anything, and seemed very respectful, with a faint reverence on his face.

Because that "big man" is the legendary immortal!
Chapter completed!