Chapter 877

Beside Lin Tianrui, there is a beautiful woman who is peerless and beautiful. Behind Lin Tianrui, there are many top families in China.

Lin Tianrui's group of people, including almost half of the power and power of China seas, can be described as a towering power.

"Hum."

As soon as Lin Tianrui goes out, he sees a scene in another hospital. Lin Tianrui's face sinks and his eyes are cold.

Qiu Shao is killed by Ye Xuan. Yi Chen, Lin Tianxuan and others kneel on the ground. Zhang Minghong is smashed, which is almost equivalent to slapping Lin Tianrui in the face. How can Lin Tianrui not be angry.

Even the Xia family and Chu family, who did not support Lin Tianrui in Zhonghai, were shocked to see this scene in other hospitals.

"My God, this man... Is too cruel. Killing people in public in this zanglong villa is a way to keep fighting with the people of the southeast Lin family. It's just... Why does this young man look a little familiar? Sitting next to him is like Tan Jin of the dragon group. Is this young man... "

When I think of it, the owners of some of China's top big families have turned pale at the same time, and I can't help taking a breath.

And Lin Tianrui looked directly at Ye Xuan, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and said, "I'm the fifth generation of southeast Lin family, Lin Tianrui, the direct grandson of Junhua Gong. Who is your name? What's the grudge against the Lin family in Southeast China? I want to lay such a heavy hand on the people of the southeast Lin family! "

If only one Qiu Shao died, then Lin Tianrui would not be distressed at all.

But this Zhang Minghong is Lin Tianrui's master of cultivating immortals. Even in the southeast Lin family, he can be ranked in the top ten. The death of such a master of cultivating immortals makes Lin Tianrui feel as if he is bleeding.

"Dare to be the enemy of our Southeast Lin family, is it from Kunlun? Or from the immortal family? "

Lin Tianrui thought and focused on Kitada.

Lin Tianrui can clearly feel that kitata is definitely a master of cultivating immortals, and is also a peerless swordsman. As for ye Xuan, he could not detect any special breath, just like an ordinary person.

"If Lin Junhua came to ask me this question, it would be almost the same. You are just a junior of the Lin family in Southeast China. You are far from qualified. " Ye Xuanqiao two Lang legs, one hand holding a red wine cup, the other hand continue to slowly barbecue, don't care to Lin Tianrui said.

"Bold, my ancestor's name taboo, is also what you can say?"

Lin Tianrui suddenly changed color.

As the first expert in the field of cultivating immortals a hundred years ago, Lin Junhua's status in the field of cultivating immortals is so lofty. Among the southeast Lin families, Lin Junhua is almost a God. Even the heads of other Xiuxian families in China have to be respectful when they mention Lin Junhua. This is respect for the status of the strong man in fairyland.

"You little boy, you still don't know how to advance and retreat in front of the world!"

"Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous in the presence of southeast Lin family

"Just a little boy, we just need a word to drive you out of Zhonghai!"

Many of the owners of Zhonghai aristocratic family around Lin Tianrui, as well as Yang weiqi and others, began to denounce Ye Xuan. Only the Tang family of Zhonghai and the Ning family, looking at Ye Xuan, were as frightened as ghosts.

"Shizi, he... Is Ye Xuan."

At this time, Ji yebin finally wakes up from the confusion and says to Lin Tianrui.

"Ye Xuan... Ye mietian?"

But Ji yebin didn't expect that the whole zanglong villa would be quiet as soon as this sentence was uttered. Although the lights were bright on Jingchun mountain, all the people in zanglong villa seemed to have been put on some kind of magic that could be forbidden. They looked at Ye Xuan in the pavilion in horror and gape. Even Lin Tianrui was shocked.

"It's really ye mietian..."

Lin Tianrui looks carefully at this time, and finally confirms Ye Xuan's identity.

Ye Xuan has two kinds of appearance, one of which is the form of immortality, which is almost known all over the world. The other form of Ye Xuan is only understood by people who are familiar with Ye Xuan in Jiangnan, Beijing and Zhonghai. Just like Yang Yihu, it is the cultivators on the international list of cultivators who are more concerned about ye Xuan, so they can recognize Ye Xuan at a glance.

After confirming Ye Xuan's identity, Lin Tianrui's face is livid and doesn't move.

"Ye mietian, the people of our Ji family have nothing to do with you, but you have insulted our Ji family for many times, and this time you have killed them directly. Do you really think that the people of my Ji family are at your mercy? "

When Lin Tianrui arrives, Ji Yibin immediately gains support, and his courage grows.

"Shizi, you once promised that the people of my Ji family would protect my Ji family. Ye mietian is here now. Please do justice for my Ji family, Shizi!" Ji yebin said, looking forward to Lin Tianrui.

In Ji yebin's opinion, ye Xuan is certainly a fairyland cultivator, but the Lin family also has fairyland cultivators.

Then ye Xuan and the Lin family are equal in status. Since both sides are equal in strength, they must rely on negotiation to solve the problem and decide with each other whether to take a step back.

Lin Tianrui's heart is to scold Ji yebin, almost want to kick him to death. But now, in front of the eyes of all the people in zanglong villa, Lin Tianrui knows that as long as he has half a concession to Ye Xuan, the so-called top aristocratic families supported by Zhonghai behind him are bound to rebel. So Lin Tianrui bows to Ye Xuan and says:

"It turned out that it was master Ye Dajia, and the ancestors of my southeast Lin family repeatedly praised master ye for his cultivation of immortals. I heard that master ye and Zhonghai Jijia still have some contradictions. I don't know if master ye can look at the face of the Lin family in Southeast China, and then... "

Lin Tianrui's words are not finished.

See ye Xuan with a wave, a sky blue knife across the distance of tens of meters, fast as lightning, almost in an instant to break the speed of sound. The volley directly splits Ji yebin into two pieces.

Ji Yibin, a young man from China shipping, seems to have never thought that ye Xuan would kill him when he was dying. Ji Yibin's face is filled with the joy of finding a big supporter.

"Here it is..."

For a moment, Lin Tianrui's words are stuck in his throat. He can't say anything. His eyes are full of rage against Ye Xuan.