Lying on the ground that "a pile" of people are also one by one staring at what happened in front of them, Shao Xin lying on the ground swallowing a mouthful.

The young man also closed his mouth tightly and did not dare to say any more words.

Lying on the ground, these people just feel that their shoulders are not cool. It seems that their arms will be cut off by Lin yaoyang.

After Lin yaoyang easily cut off the arm of uncle he, he directly hit the guy in the face.

Uncle he only felt that his eyes were black, and then he simply fainted.

Lin yaoyang looked out of the window where someone was shouting.

"The devil is coming, the devil is coming."

Lin yaoyang also felt for a moment that several powerful breath appeared in the city.

Lin yaoyang knows that he can't delay here any more. There are already strong people coming out. If he delays any more, he will be caught.

Lin yaoyang took uncle he and went to Shaoxin and his party. Shao Xin and his party thought that even if it was over, Lin yaoyang would not kill them all.

Unexpectedly, uncle he in Lin yaoyang's hand disappeared. Several people's eyes stared at him. It was very incredible. Where did he go and was taken away by Lin yaoyang?

Lin yaoyang looked at them with no expression on his face. With a wave of his hand to them, they all disappeared in place.

Lin yaoyang put them in his own space storage, but they still have a great use value. They are their own hostages. Can they easily run away.

After finishing all this, Lin yaoyang turned to look at the cup of tea on the table again.

At this time, Lin yaoyang's appearance has changed. It has become the face of the ordinary man who inquired about the news when Lin yaoyang entered the city. Lin yaoyang was wondering whether the third uncle would be watching himself in a place at this time.

Lin yaoyang flipped through the window and disappeared into the teahouse. No one could see where he was.

Shortly after Lin yaoyang left, the teahouse was surrounded by hundreds of monks.

It is astonishing that none of the monks here is lower than the rank of Emperor Wu.

Most of them are at Wuji level.

There are as many as three or four martial saints.

People have to rethink how terrible the power in this city is.

The strength of the various forces in the city had already surpassed the official forces of the city. At this time, a gloomy old man was touching his beard.

Look around the teahouse carefully.

Staring at the arm that uncle he was cut off by Lin yaoyang. After a long time, he began to speak with anger in his voice and said, "this devil is so bold that he dare to be so arrogant and dare to turn back. It is really that he can be lawless."

Another martial Saint level strong man heard this, looked at him and said with a sneer: "why, you can't find his trace, anyway, I can't find it."

The assassinated master of martial arts snorted coldly when he heard the speech, but did not speak. Indeed, they are the powerful martial Saint level.

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