Chapter 428：

In any case, they can be regarded as the disciples of Real Ziyin. What is the origin of this person, so that Real Ziyin protects him like this.

And between the words, there is even a faint meaning of awe?

On the way here, Lin Chuan explained to Master Ziyin, don't call anything like a celestial being, it sounds weird.

So after going back and forth like this, everyone only knew that Master Zi Yin respected Lin Chuan for some reason, but didn't know the real reason.

A crowd of people waited, and soon returned to Tianyong City.

Above the hall, seated according to seniority.

Before, if the real person Ziyin was absent, the city lord would take the first place, if the real person Ziyin was there, then the real person would take the first place.

Today, Lin Chuan sat in the middle position directly and carelessly.

True person Zi Yin had nothing, and calmly sat beside Lin Chuan.

But the others murmured again in private.

"Who the **** is he? He actually sat in the position of Real Zi Yin."

"I think it's just a hairy boy. Real Ziyin treats others generously and doesn't matter much."

"Then why is there such a big fire at the door just now? I look at the kid, there must be a background."

"Haha! There is no background, you will know if you try? You will see me in a while."

After speaking, a sturdy disciple stepped forward, arching his hands first, and then spoke to the real person Lin Chuan and Zi Yin.

"This young man, I think the real person brought you back is also a fancy to your aptitude."

Master Ziyin glared at the apprentice, and then looked at Lin Chuan. Just as he wanted to scold the apprentice down, Lin Chuan waved his hand to stop the apprentice.

When he entered the city just now, even if the real person Ziyin respected him so much, he didn't gain much prestige.

It seems that these disciples are still a little unconvinced with him. This is a good opportunity to convince them completely.

"Oh? I can't talk about qualifications, just proficient in some swordsmanship, some Taoism."

Lin Chuan looked at the man with a smile, and said.

"Okay! If that's the case, it might be an eye-opener for us people."

As soon as the words came out, there was a burst of cheers from the people below.

The city lord sitting next to Lin Chuan didn't say anything.

He really wanted to see his abilities for the person brought back by the real person Zi Yin.

Looking around, Lin Chuan's eyes showed a sly, and he agreed.

"Well, if that's the case, let's try it."

Hearing this, Zhen Zi Yin couldn't help but patted his forehead.

These disciples have really grown a pig's brain, and they are considered helpless in front of this person, let alone them.

Now it is not a matter of face, but a matter of their survival.

If Lin Chuan really wants to kill him, absolutely no one in the human world can stop him!

After giving up an open space from the center, Lin Chuan and the disciple also stood separately.

"Okay! Then let it go!"

Throwing the clothes away, the disciple showed his strong muscles.

In the same generation, not only did his cultivation of Dao Fa surpass the others by a large margin, but he also used his physical skills to the extreme.

The fist fight in the first game was his most confident game!

"Be careful!"

After another reminder, the man rushed up with his fist.

Lin Chuan carried his hands on his back, and looked at the attacking fist with a calm expression...

One hundred and seventy-sixth chapter: a breath of immortality! Fame rises! (one)

Zhang Xiu, it has been nearly ten years since he entered Tianyong City. It can be said that he grew up with the lord of Tianyong City since he was a child.

The talents of swordsmanship and Taoism are far surpassed by peers.

Only two years later, his talent was valued by Zhen Zi Yin, and he began to practice some more advanced Taoism and sword skills, so Zhen Zi Yin would be so worried about this person's safety.

But in front of Lin Chuan, Real Zi Yin didn't dare to say anything.

With a punch, Lin Chuan stared at Zhang Xiu intently, just a faint smile.

When the fist was only an inch from the tip of Lin Chuan's nose, everyone couldn't help but begin to insinuate in their hearts.

Taking Zhang Xiu's punch so close, even if he was immortal, he was half disabled.

This son really didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and he was still so presumptuous in Tianyong City. He really didn't know the point that Real Ziyin liked him and protected him so much.

But just when they were about to start cheering, Lin Chuan moved.

Moreover, Lin Chuan didn't do anything yet, he just breathed out gently towards the front.

All of a sudden, there was a strong wind in the house, and many of the disciples were blinded by the strong wind.

"Damn it! Who is the evildoer who dares to come to my Tianyong City! Quickly show its true shape!"

Some people even thought it was a monster coming, and one by one they drew their swords, preparing to meet the enemy.

Only Real Zi Yin could see it clearly, Lin Chuan just took a breath.

Three thousand years of cultivation, this is no joke, it is not surprising that one can spit a person to death.

This was the result of Lin Chuan's mercy, otherwise if Lin Chuan really wanted to kill that Zhang Xiu, it would be absolutely easy.

After the gust of wind, Zhang Xiu was like a mural, firmly pasted on the doors and windows.

After the other disciples saw this scene, they were all speechless, just opened their mouths and stared at Zhang Xiu in a daze.

"This... what happened just now!? Didn't the monsters come?"

"What a fart demon! How does your head grow!"

"This is a god-man! I understand why real people are so respectful to him!"