At noon, Lin Yan had lunch, went to the market and bought a horse, and then left the town on horseback.
When Lin Yan left, a group of people appeared outside the town. The leader was a middle-aged man about thirty years old. He had a mustache and his features were somewhat similar to the bald man who was killed by Lin Yan. .
"Second brother, are you going to let this kid go like this?" The young man next to him gritted his teeth. He also participated in the encirclement and suppression operation last night. However, Lin Yan is too strong. He is definitely as powerful as the first-class masters in the world. They are definitely not opponent.
"I must avenge my eldest brother, of course." The middle-aged man stroked his mustache and said, "I have already sent a message to the people of the Qingshan Sect. Brother Zhuge is already on his way here."
"Is Hero Zhuge willing to take action?" There was a hint of joy on the young man's face. This Hero Zhuge is a leader of the Qingshan Sect. He is also a well-known first-class master in the southwestern Jianghu. His swordsmanship is superb. It is said that some people say that he can Being among the top ten strongest masters in the southwest is enough to show his strength.
"Brother Zhuge and the eldest brother have some personal relationships. He once asked for help from the eldest brother and owed the eldest brother a favor, so this time he must take action to avenge the eldest brother." The middle-aged man twirled his mustache and whispered, this Zhuge eldest brother Xia is an upright person in the world, usually aloof. If his eldest brother hadn't saved him by chance, they would never have known such a big shot.
On the other hand, Lin Yan was wandering on the road and unknowingly came to a rather prosperous small town called Chuyun City. It is a famous big city in the southwest. It is full of flowers and the people on the street are all gorgeously dressed. Quite a few.
While walking and stopping along the way, Lin Yan also experienced a lot of the customs and customs of this place, and he gradually began to have doubts in his heart.
Words such as martial arts and innateness were not only unknown to anyone, but some even thought he was playing tricks on them. No one even knew the names of Xuanwu Continent and Tiandao Sect.
This is strange.
Could it be that this place is completely cut off from the rest of the Xuanwu Continent, and that these names haven’t even been passed down?
Lin Yan led the horse on the road with some depression, but a group of people came quickly from behind with swords in their hands, driving the crowd away, walked in front of Lin Yan, turned back, and surrounded Lin Yan.
Lin Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You Taoist brothers are blocking my way. What do you mean?" Most of the group of people in front of him were dressed in gray Taoist robes and Taoist crowns. They were all dressed as Taoist priests. There were only five or six The man was wearing white clothes and looked unusually airy, as if he was no ordinary person.
The leader is wearing a white Taoist robe, but it is a little different from the others. The edges of the clothes are trimmed with gold. They look simple, but are actually luxurious. He looks like he is only in his early thirties, and his face is like a crown jewel. If he were a few years younger, , perhaps he is one of the most beautiful men in the world. Now he is a little older, but he has gained some mature charm out of thin air.
"A bold maniac who killed people on the street in Xiaohe Town. Now he sees my disciples of the Qingshan Sect and dares to be so rampant." A young man in gray robes shouted coldly, his face full of defiance, and he stared at Lin Yan with a sneer. .
"That bald head?" Lin Yan thought of the rude bald head and the assassination last night. He chuckled and said, "Could it be that his companions couldn't avenge themselves, so they invited you to come and kill me?"
"For some small disputes, you just killed people in the street. You really got over it." The handsome middle-aged man in gold-rimmed white clothes smiled slightly and said: "Although our Qingshan sect is not a big sect, we also know that maintaining the order of the martial arts is the responsibility of every man. Responsibility, you are still young, and perhaps you committed such a disaster because of lax supervision by adults. Young man, I will give you a chance to abandon your martial arts skills, and I will spare your life."
Lin Yan shook his head and chuckled: "You are really hypocritical."
The smile on the middle-aged man's face suddenly froze, and his face turned gloomy. He put his hands behind his back and said, "So, you know your mistakes and won't correct them?"
"It's not wrong, what should I change?" Lin Yan said with a smile, "I say you are hypocritical, but you still don't admit it."
"You stood on the side of martial arts justice and condemned me like this from the very beginning. You didn't allow me to say a word and just told me to abolish my martial arts. Isn't this hypocrisy?" Lin Yan sneered, "The rules of the river and lake, blood feuds, everyone should avenge according to his own ability. There is no point in doing all these superficial things, don’t be a bitch and still build a memorial arch.”
"You are quite interesting." The middle-aged man smiled faintly and said, "It's a pity that you did something wrong at a young age..."
"Stop talking nonsense. You're like you, so don't teach me how to do things." Lin Yan shook his head and said, "You're not worthy yet."
From the first sentence this person said, Lin Yan felt suffocated in his heart. This kind of hypocrite was the kind of person he hated the most.
The middle-aged man's face turned cold and he said, "Young boy without a tutor, I'm going to teach you how to treat your martial arts seniors today!" He moved, pulled out a long sword from nowhere, and held a sword flower in his arm. , turned into a sword light and rushed over.
Lin Yan took three steps back, and his true energy suddenly exploded. He moved his body sideways to avoid the sword. At the same time, he turned strangely, stretched out a finger, and flicked on the long sword. The long sword suddenly emitted a With the buzzing sound, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically, his mouth was sore, and he almost stopped holding the sword. He hurriedly used his true power to control the sword, so that the latter did not let go.
"Swordsmanship is really bad." Lin Yan said with a look of disdain, "You are the only one who can be considered a senior in the martial arts world?"
This middle-aged man's cultivation level is only the acquired seventh level, the level of a first-class master in the world. With Lin Yan's current cultivation level, although he is two small realms behind his opponent, even without the various martial arts he has learned, he can still With his fighting skills, Lin Yan was confident that he would be invincible.
Among the first-class masters, this middle-aged man's martial arts is only average and first-class, not very powerful. He is even stronger than the former little spear god Lin Yan.
A trace of anger appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he said: "A sharp-tongued boy with good skills, but unfortunately he went astray." His face was uncertain. This boy's martial arts skills were no less than his. At the beginning, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly: "Boy, you have such martial arts at such a young age, so you must not be an unknown person. You might as well declare your name. I, Zhuge Qingshan, never kill unknown people."
Lin Yan raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Don't kill unknown people? I think you are afraid that I come from a big sect that you can't afford to offend."
He stood with his hands behind his hands, glanced at the people surrounding him, and said with a smile: "That's alright, I'm in a good mood, so I'll tell you. I can't change my name whether I want to do it or not, Shuangmulin, Shuanghuoyan, that's just a small town. It’s my father.”
"Shuangmulin, Shuanghuoyan?" Zhuge Qingshan muttered a few words in a low voice, seeming to remember something, and said in a voiceless voice: "Are you the little spear god Lin Yan?"
Lin Yan's name is widely spread in the martial arts world. He was well-known in the martial arts world before and was a top young talent. Due to the fight in the past few days, the martial arts people in this southwest land are even more indifferent to this name. No one knows it, no one knows it.
"It seems that you are not an ignorant person." Lin Yan smiled lightly, "What? Are you afraid of my Lin Family Fort's illustrious reputation?"
The middle-aged man Zhuge Qingshan said coldly: "Your Majesty Lin Tiannan is a famous master in the southwest. He is one of the best in the world. He is even more heroic. He helps the strong and the weak in the world, eradicates violence and acts as a hero everywhere. , is praised by the world, but they don’t expect that the little gun god whose son is praised is actually a little devil who kills everyone on sight, which is really embarrassing for your father.”
These words were said very skillfully. First, he praised Lin Tiannan, which meant that he admired Lin Tiannan as a person, not as an enemy. Then, he belittled Lin Yan and put himself in the position of a righteous man.
If the name is not right, the words will not be smooth. Zhuge Qingshan played this trick very smoothly. After saying these words, if you want to continue to take action, you will have an excuse to eliminate the demon. If you let Lin Yan go, it can also be said to give face to the hero Lin Tiannan, and it will not lose Zhuge Qingshan's identity and face.
