Chapter 901

Yin Shan was stunned.

Did he get it wrong with the look in my eyes just now?

She took a look at Ding Sanshi and made a sign again.

Come on, you apprentice, don't die.

Ding Sanshi received the look in his eyes, thought about it, and said, "Apprentice..."

Yin Shan breathed a sigh of relief.

The apprentice didn't understand it, but the master can understand it.

There's one who knows better.

Listen to Ding Sanshi continue: "apprentice, don't make a person's life."

Yin Shan:???

Wait, elder martial brother, did you make a mistake?

That's not what I just looked at. Hello.

Yin Shan is very anxious.

But at this time, Lin Beichen has already made a move.

The figure flashed.

Fast as a ghost.

Few people can capture Lin Beichen's movement track.

Including watching martial uncle Jinglei.

To deal with this kind of level Four heaven and man, Lin Beichen doesn't even have to take out his big stick, but directly connects it with a punch in the face.

It's totally dependent on the extraordinary combat power.

Pure bullying.

Bang!

Martial uncle Jinglei took a blow with his face.

And then the nostrils were bleeding and flying upside down.

The huge gap of strength even made him have no chance to draw the sword.

Young people don't talk about martial arts.

He didn't yell "start" and he did it.

The other disciples of thunder fire city nearby were silent for a moment. One by one, they looked at martial uncle Jinglei who fell on the ground like ghosts. The exaggerated expression on his face revealed a more exaggerated inner shock.

Uncle failed?

Uncle down?

Uncle's nose is crooked?

Martial uncle is so vulnerable?

Are we... Wrong.

Or do we actually bring a fake martial uncle?

Otherwise, why not fight so hard?

The air was suddenly quiet.

Yin Shan was also stunned.

She rubbed her eyes subconsciously.

I'm not wrong. I'm not blinded.

The martial uncle of thunder fire city is lying, and the disciple of elder martial brother Ding is standing.

The fourth level man of heaven is lying and the boasting young man is standing.

Is

She looked at Qianqian, who had been secretly defined as "big chest and no brain" just now. A still incredible idea flashed wildly in her mind: is what the little maid just said true?

Where did elder martial brother Ding find such a strong disciple?

No, it's not looking for it. It's cheating, isn't it?

After all, senior brother Ding can't be so strong himself.

She couldn't help looking at Lin Beichen again.

This beautiful young man is still no master style, is one handed akimbo, lying on the ground limbs twitching Uncle Lei Huocheng hook fingers, said: "accept or not? Ah, do you admit that you are not as good as a dog? "

It seems to be Yazi with a bad brain.

No wonder he was cheated by elder martial brother Ding to become an apprentice.

Yin Shan is worthy of being the most naive and famous disciple at the beginning. She has a delicate mind, numerous inner activities and an invincible brain tonic.

Climb.

Climb slowly.

Martial uncle Jinglei slowly got up from the ground.

His expression was angry and confused.

He looked up at Lin Beichen.

The disciples of thunder fire city were all excited.

Martial uncle can do it.

I can still play.

Come on, martial uncle, it's time to correct your name.

Take out your real strength and kill this guy. It's just an accident to prove what happened just now.

Elder martial brother can't even help shouting for help.

At this time, martial uncle Jinglei arranged his clothes and hairstyle, slowly bent 90 degrees, bowed to the end, and said sincerely: "sorry to disturb you."

The disciples of thunder fire city are petrified in an instant.

A gust of wind blows through their blackened faces, and it seems that there are withered and yellow leaves in the air

Lin Beichen

Huh?

Is that an apology?

Do you want to admit it so fast.

"This is my savings. There are 600 pieces of Xuanshi, three jin of xianlei silver and gold, and six pieces of Guben pill. But this storage bag is a high-quality spiritual tool, which is valuable... Please accept it."

Martial uncle Jinglei held his embroidered storage bag in both hands and offered it respectfully.

"Why?"

Lin Beichen was surprised: "do you know me?"

Martial uncle Jinglei raised his head, flattered and said, "I didn't recognize it before. After a blow, I finally recognized the real face... Lin Dashao played well and played well, which made me feel like I was in a daze. I have clear ears and clear eyes. Thank you, Lin Dashao."

Lin Beichen takes the embroidery storage bag.

Weigh it up.

Eh, it's quite heavy.

"Well, go away."

He waved.

Now that people are on the road like this, it would be too inhumane to make another move.

Besides, master is not allowed to kill people anyway.

"Thank you very much for your kindness."

Uncle Lei's heart, which was hanging in his throat, fell back to his stomach and bowed respectfully for three times. Then he turned around and immediately took the disciples of Lei Huo city and ran like a fugitive. In a twinkling of an eye, he disappeared in the distance.

It's thousands of meters away from the cemetery.

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