At this time, Qian Haowen remembered the sword that Zhang Xiaoming had held before.
That sword is definitely a good sword.
But he could not have imagined that the Demon-Slaying Sword had such a magical effect.
"Hello, Senior Brother Lin San."
At this time, Qian Haowen saw a man walking up and immediately spoke respectfully.
"Hello."
Lin San nodded slightly.
The Tianqiong Sect still pays great attention to status. Even if there is a big difference in strength between inner and outer disciples, he, an outer disciple, cannot speak rudely to inner disciples.
At this time, Lin San walked directly up the long stone stairs.
"Lin San, what a pity."
Qian Haowen looked at Lin San's back and couldn't help but sigh.
Everyone in the Tianqiong Sect knew about Lin San’s affairs.
He was once a genius.
If there were no problems with his training, he would probably be a high-level warrior now, right
"What is he going to do?"
Qian Haowen watched Lin San's back as he walked up from afar.
Looking carefully at this time, Lin San was holding a sword in his left hand.
The scabbard is black with special patterns on it.
It doesn't look like an ordinary sword.
"Made of obsidian? It doesn't look like obsidian. It seems to be made of a more precious mineral."
There was also envy in Qian Haowen's eyes at this moment.
The people of the Sky Dome Sect were all famous for their sword skills.
Have a good sword and a good scabbard.
It's what everyone wants.
"There will be a sect competition tomorrow. I guess Lin San will embarrass himself again."
Qian Haowen secretly felt sorry, then picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor.
"We need to recruit new disciples quickly. Otherwise, it would be ridiculous for me, the eldest brother, to sweep the floor."
…
This time when Lin San walked on the stone stairs, he felt that everything was different.
He is no longer the same person he was before.
Four years of humiliation will be washed away tomorrow!
At this time, he walked directly towards his residence.
"Um!?"
When he reached the intersection over there, Lin San frowned immediately.
When I looked over there, I saw that all my things had been thrown out of the house.
All of them were thrown onto the ground around them and scattered all over the place.
There were also many men wearing Tianqiong Sect clothes.
"Why are you throwing things at me?"
Lin San walked over at this time, looked at these people, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
"Hey? Lin San is back?"
Hearing his words, everyone around looked at Lin San.
These warriors were all smiling, with expressions like they were enjoying a good show.
Although they were new inner disciples, they had heard of Lin San's deeds.
But it's just a piece of trash at the peak of the second level.
There is a big gap in status between outer disciples and inner disciples, but all inner disciples have the same status, no matter whether you are new to the sect or entered later.
Boom!
At this time, another cabinet was thrown out.
It hit the door directly, making a loud noise.
The whole cabinet was in tatters.
"The cabinet has been there for many years, and it broke after being hit."
At this time, two figures walked out of the room.
Feng Wutan and an even taller and stronger man.
Lin San looked at his smashed cabinet and his face suddenly darkened.
He has used this cabinet for many years, but he never expected that it would be smashed like this!
"Feng Wuqiong."
Lin San stared at the man next to Feng Wutan and said in a cold voice.
"Oh, Lin San, you're back."
Feng Wuqiong looked at Lin San in front of him and said indifferently.
He didn't seem to feel anything at all because of Lin San's return.
Feng Wutan looked at Lin San with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
When I came here before, I was a little worried about Lin San’s hidden power.
But now, his cousin Feng Wuqiong is here, so he is not afraid at all.
Feng Wuqiong is a fourth-rank warrior!
"What do you mean."
Lin San narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The sect competition has begun, and the accommodation needs to be redistributed. This house no longer belongs to you."
Feng Wuqiong said calmly.
It's like describing something very ordinary.
"It doesn't belong to me anymore?"
"The sect competition starts tomorrow, right?"
"Why doesn't this house belong to me now?"
Lin San sneered.
As the saying goes, even a clay Buddha can get angry. At this time, Lin San was also angry inside.
"This is really a terrible way to be bullied."
“They are just fourth-rank warriors. Now that I am here, Lin San should be able to kill them easily.”
Ye Fan also spoke at this time.
"But we are here now, it would not be a good idea to just kill these people."
"Look at what Lin San did."
Ye Fan now seemed to be looking at them from a God's perspective.
"I'm the eldest brother, I say this, and that's it."
Feng Wuqiong ignored Lin San's words and spoke lightly at this time.
"Also, pick up your things quickly, otherwise, they will throw them all away."
Listening to Feng Wuqiong's words, Lin San laughed.
"Why should I move out when the time is not right?"
"Also, you broke my things, do you want compensation?"
Lin San continued to argue tit for tat.
"Lin San! Don't be so shameless!"
Feng Wutan pointed at Lin San and started cursing.
"Do you still think you're awesome now? You're just a piece of shit, why are you still complaining?"
"Get out of here!"
When the people around heard Feng Wuotian's words, a hint of ridicule appeared on their faces.
"Tell me, who should get out?"
Lin San held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, staring at Feng Wutan and said.
As soon as his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the effect of the great energy appeared.
Lin San's entire body seemed to emanate a very powerful aura.
This kind of powerful aura has an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Straight into the wind!
Feng Wutan's body began to tremble slightly at this time.
Looking at Lin San, it seemed as if his vision was a little blurred, as if the person in front of him was not Lin San, but a terrifying demon god that he could not look directly at!
His legs began to tremble at this time.
thump-
The next moment, Feng Wutan fell to his knees on the ground.
The faces of the others also turned a little pale.
"Pressure!?"
When Feng Wuqiong saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly.
Pressure is a special aura that can only be released by high-level warriors.
Those top-level warriors can directly use this pressure to stun lower-level people or even kill them.
What Lin San is releasing now is very much like coercion.
But if you are not a high-level warrior, there is no way to release it.
Lin San, how did you do it
Could it be that he is also a high-level warrior
Thinking of this, Feng Wuqiong's expression suddenly changed slightly. (To be continued)