Killing Evolution From a Sword

At this time, Qian Haowen remembered the sword that Zhang Xiaoming was holding before.

That sword is definitely a good sword.

But he never expected that the Demon Slashing Sword would have such a miraculous effect.

"Hello, Senior Brother Lin San."

At this time, Qian Haowen saw a man walking up, and immediately said respectfully.

"Hello."

Lin San nodded slightly.

The Sky Sect is still very particular about status, even if there is a big difference in strength between the inner and outer disciples, he, an outer disciple, cannot speak disrespectfully to the inner disciples.

Lin San walked directly up the long stone ladder at this time.

"Lin San, what a pity."

Looking at Lin San's back, Qian Haowen couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Everyone in the Sky Sect knew about Lin San.

A former genius.

If there is no problem with his cultivation, he may be a high-level warrior now, right?

"What is he going to do?"

Qian Haowen looked at the back of Lin San walking up from a distance.

Looking carefully at this moment, Lin San held a sword in his left hand.

The scabbard is black with special patterns on it.

It doesn't look like an ordinary sword.

"Is it made of obsidian? It's not like obsidian, it seems to be made of more precious ore."

At this time, Qian Haowen's eyes also showed envy.

People in the Sky Sect are all famous for using swords.

Have a good sword, a good scabbard.

is what everyone wants.

"Tomorrow's Zongmen Grand Competition, I think Lin San will be embarrassed again."

Qian Haowen secretly regretted it, and then took a broom to sweep the floor.

"Hurry up and recruit new disciples, otherwise, it would be ridiculous for me, a senior brother, to sweep the floor."

...

Lin San walked on the stone ladder this time, and this time, everything felt different.

He is not what he used to be.

Four years of humiliation, tomorrow, will be washed away!

At this time, he walked directly to his residence.

"Um!?"

When he reached the intersection over there, Lin San frowned.

He raised his eyes and looked over there, only to see that all his belongings had been thrown out of the house.

All were thrown on the surrounding ground, scattered all over the ground.

There, there were many men wearing the clothes of the Sky Sect.

"Why are you throwing things at me?"

Lin San walked over at this time, looking at these people, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Yo? Lin San is back?"

Hearing his words, everyone around looked at Lin San.

These warriors were all smiling, and they all looked like they were watching a good show.

Although they are new inner disciples, they have heard about Lin San's deeds.

It's just a waste of the second-order peak.

There is a big difference in status between outer disciples and inner disciples, but inner disciples all have the same status as inner disciples, regardless of whether you are a newcomer to the sect or a latecomer to the sect.

bang——

At this time, a cabinet was thrown out again.

It hit the door directly, and there was a loud noise.

The whole cabinet is in tatters.

"How old is the cabinet, it will break if it is smashed."

At this moment, two figures came out of the room.

Feng Wutian and a taller and stronger man.

Lin San looked at his smashed cabinet, and his expression sank at this moment.

He has used this cabinet for many years, but he never expected it to be smashed just like that!

"There is no wind."

Lin San stared at the man next to Feng Wutian, and said in a cold voice.

"Oh, Lin San, you are back."

Feng Wutian glanced at Lin San in front of him and said calmly.

He didn't feel anything at all because of Lin San's return.

Feng Wutian looked at Lin San with a mocking look on his lips.

When I came here before, I was still a little scrupulous about Lin San's hidden power.

But now, with his cousin Feng Wuqiong here, he is not afraid at all.

Feng Wuqiong is a Tier 4 warrior!

"What do you mean."

Lin San narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The Zongmen Grand Competition has begun, and the residence needs to be redistributed. This house no longer belongs to you."

Feng Wuqiong said lightly.

It's like describing a very ordinary thing.

"It's not mine anymore?"

"Zongmen Dabi, it will start tomorrow, right?"

"Why doesn't this house belong to me now?"

Lin San sneered.

As the saying goes, the clay bodhisattva also has three points of anger. At this time, Lin San was also angry in his heart.

"It's really miserable to be bullied."

"It's just a mere Tier 4 martial artist. Now that he has his own existence, Lin San should be able to kill them easily."

Ye Fan also said aloud at this time.

"But right now, it's not good to kill these people directly."

"Look at what Lin San did."

Ye Fan now seems to be looking at them from the perspective of God.

"I'm a big brother, I said so, that's it."

Feng Wuqiong ignored Lin San's words, and said lightly at this moment.

"Also, pick up your things quickly, or let them throw them away."

Hearing Feng Wuqiong's words, Lin San laughed.

"It's not time yet, why should I move out?"

"Also, if you broke my things, do you want compensation?"

Lin San continued to speak tit for tat.

"Lin San! Don't be shameless!"

At this moment, Feng Wutian pointed at Lin San and began to curse.

"Do you think you're still awesome now? You're such a waste, what are you talking about!"

"Get out!"

When the people around heard Feng Wutian's words, there was a sneer at the corner of their mouths.

"Tell me, let someone go."

Lin San held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and said while staring at Feng Wutian.

As soon as his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the effect of [Aura of Virtue] appeared.

Lin San's whole body seemed to exude a very powerful aura.

This powerful breath has a strong sense of oppression.

Straight into the sky!

At this moment, Feng Wutian's body trembled slightly.

Looking at Lin San, it seemed that his vision was a little blurred, as if what was in front of him was not Lin San, but a terrifying demon god who couldn't look directly at him!

His feet began to tremble at this moment.

thump--

In the next moment, Feng Wutian fell to his knees on the ground.

The faces of the rest of the people were also a little pale.

"Coercion!?"

When Feng Wuqiong saw this scene, the pupils in her eyes shrank slightly.

Coercion is a special aura that only high-level warriors can release.

Those top-level fighters can directly use this coercion to stun or even kill low-level people.

Lin San's release now is very much like coercion.

But if it is 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 changed slightly.