Yin Shan was stunned.
Did the hint in my eyes just now mean that he got it wrong
She glanced at Ding Sanshi and signaled with her eyes again.
Quick, please advise your disciple not to seek death.
Ding Sanshi caught the look, thought for a moment, and said, "Disciple..."
Yin Shan breathed a sigh of relief.
If the disciple doesn't understand it, it doesn't matter if the master understands it.
After all, there is still someone who knows how to be powerful.
Then Ding Sanshi continued: "Disciple, don't cause trouble."
Yin Shan:? ?
Wait, senior brother, did you make something wrong
The look in my eyes just now didn't mean that.
Yin Shan was in a hurry.
But at this time, Lin Beichen had already taken action.
The figure flashed.
As fast as a ghost.
Almost no one can capture Lin Beichen's movements.
Including watching Master Jing Lei.
To deal with this kind of fourth-level celestial being, Lin Beichen didn't even need to take out his big stick, he just punched him in the face.
Completely relied on superb combat power to crush.
Pure bullying.
boom!
Uncle Jinglei received a punch in the face.
Then blood spurted from his nostrils and he flew backwards into the sky.
The huge disparity in strength even left him no chance to draw his sword.
Young people do not respect martial ethics.
Take action without shouting 'go'.
The other Leihuo City disciples beside him fell silent for an instant, as if they had seen a ghost. They looked at Master Jinglei who had fallen to the ground. The exaggerated expressions on their faces revealed an even more exaggerated shock in their hearts.
Uncle Master was defeated
Uncle Master fell
Uncle Master's nose is crooked
Uncle Master is so vulnerable
Did we... see it wrong
Or are we actually bringing here a fake master
Otherwise, why is it so unbeatable
The air was suddenly quiet.
Yin Shan was also shocked.
She rubbed her eyes subconsciously.
That’s right, it’s not dazzling.
The uncle from Leihuo City was lying down, and the disciple of senior brother Ding was standing.
The fourth-level celestial being is lying down, and the bragging beautiful boy is standing.
Could it be...
She looked at Qianqian, who she had just secretly defined as "big-breasted and brainless", and a still somewhat unbelievable thought flashed crazily in her mind: Could it be that what this little maid just said is true
Where did Senior Brother Ding find such a strong disciple
No, I'm not looking for it, it must be a lie, right
After all, Senior Brother Ding himself would never be so strong.
She couldn't help but glance at Lin Beichen again.
This handsome young man still has no master's demeanor. He is holding one hand on his hip, licking his fingers at Leihuo City's uncle who is lying on the ground with twitching limbs, and said: "Do you admit it? Ah, do you admit that you are worse than a dog?"
It seems that he is indeed a very bad-minded person.
No wonder he was tricked by Senior Brother Ding into becoming his apprentice.
Yin Shan was indeed the most innocent disciple at the time, with a delicate mind, countless inner activities, and an invincible mind.
climb.
Climb slowly.
Uncle Jinglei slowly got up from the ground.
His expression was angry and confused.
He raised his head and stared at Lin Beichen.
The disciples in Leihuo City all became excited.
Uncle Master can still do it.
You can still fight.
Come on, Uncle Master, it’s time to clear up your name.
Use your true strength to kill this guy and prove with actual actions that what just happened was just an accident.
The eldest brother couldn't help shouting and cheering.
At this time, Master Jinglei adjusted his robes and hairstyle, slowly bent 90 degrees, bowed to the end, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry to bother you."
The disciples of Thunder Fire City were instantly petrified.
A gust of wind blew across their blackened faces, and there seemed to be withered yellow leaves floating in the air...
Lin Beichen: "???"
Um
Is this an apology
Why don't you give in so quickly
"This is my savings, a total of six hundred black stones, three kilograms of Immortal Tears Silver and Gold, and six [Strengthening Pills]. However, this storage bag is a high-grade spiritual weapon and is worth a lot of money... Please accept it, Mr. Lin."
Uncle Jinglei held his embroidered storage bag in both hands and presented it respectfully.
"Huh?"
Lin Beichen was surprised: "Do you know me?"
Uncle Jinglei raised his head, smiled flatteringly, and said: "I didn't recognize him before, but after receiving a punch, I finally recognized his true face... Young Master Lin fought well, well, and I was enlightened. My ears are clear and my eyesight is clear. Thank you very much." Mr. Lin."
Lin Beichen brought over the embroidered storage bag.
Weighed it up.
Hey, it’s quite heavy.
"Okay, get out."
He waved.
Since someone is so righteous, it would be too unkind to take action again.
Besides, Master is not allowed to kill people anyway.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for showing mercy."
Uncle Jinglei's heart hanging in his throat fell back into his stomach. He bowed respectfully three times, then turned around and immediately led the disciples from Thunder Fire City, running like a fleeing man, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Until thousands of meters away from the cemetery.