Chapter 917

"Ha ha!"

Lin Ling laughed: "You said before, I have become the blood of the Yu tribe, but you seem to have forgotten, I didn’t agree!"

"court death!"

Everyone is even more pupils. Others can become the blood of the rain. It was the high incense burned in the previous life. However, this son was disdainful at all.

"Also, don't just climb with me to climb relatives, but I don't have these snobbish relatives, let alone take your waste juniors to me, they are not qualified enough!" After Lin Ling smiled, his face gradually became cold: "Today, I am, I

It's come to see my mother, don't come to see you, the jumping clown thinks herself! "

"Good poisonous mouth!"

Everyone gritted their teeth. If they were not for the family, they would inevitably teach this unruly younger generation.

And Yu Shiping's face was ironing: "You first came to the Yu clan, and did not understand the rules of the Yu family.

The son of the dust, if you want to see her, you have to compete for her instead of raising the wild here! "

Although he was angry, because he was an elder, he did not punish Lin Ling.

But how can others be reconciled, especially Mo Zifan, because Lin Ling dared to reprimand even his mother before, and Lin Ling didn't know where the wild species came from, and when it was his turn!

"Grandpa, since my cousin wants to see Aunt Nianchen, give a chance to cousin, as the grandfather said, the cousin came to the Yu clan for the first time, and I did not know the rules of the Yu family, so sometimes we are the elders.

Remind him! "Mo Zifan came out and respectfully facing Yu Shi Mo Ping Road.

Yu Shiping nodded. His grandson was the first family who came to the Yu family for the first time.

Mo Zifan smiled slightly, his grandfather agreed, just to show himself, maybe he could make his grandfather happy, and it was not necessarily rewarding himself. He looked at Lin Ling: "Cousin, the Yu family is a regular family, not you want

Do whatever you do, unless you have a strong talent, you can let the Yu tribe be given to you. At present, the grandfather will give you a chance to defeat me in ten moves, and the grandfather will give you the auntie! "

"Ten moves?"

Many people laughed.

Mo Zifan is 20 years old this year. The strength of the Emperor's Spiritual Realm seems to be not high, but it is actually very strong. Because the talent of the Yu clan is too strong, the cultivation will be much slower. At least they know that Mo Zifan is better than.

At the beginning of the major martial arts halls, the top Tianjiao, which surpassed several streets.

"Zifan Capture, you are the pinnacle of the emperor's spirit, but the son of Nian Chen's son is the late stage of the emperor's spirit!"

Only their daughter spoke for Lin Ling, which would attract anger.

"Ha ha!"

Mo Zifan smiled proudly: "So, don't defeat me within ten moves, as long as I let me damage a hair, he will win!"

"This Mo Zifan ..."

Many people shake their heads, Mo Zifan is very confident. This is also the happiness of coaxing grandfather from another angle.

"how?"

Mo Zifan looked at Lin Lingdao: "If you can't do it, you must abide by the rules. The decision of the grandfather before must have his thoughts. As a younger generation, you should respect his elderly people, and everything is headed by the interests of the rain!"

He seemed to think that Lin Ling did not dare to agree, so he criticized Lin Ling with his cousin!

"Zi Fan!"

Yu Shiping shook his head and smiled. Zifan, the little grandson, removed his pride, and sometimes it was quite popular. Then he looked at the son of Nianchen and shook his head again. Everyone was almost the same age. Unfortunately

The two are too much!

"Ten moves?"

Under the eyes, Lin Ling said faintly.

"Yes, ten moves, if you have no confidence, twenty moves can be!" Mo Zifan nodded.

"There are so many moves, three moves!"

Lin Ling came out slowly. Since he had the opportunity to see his mother, he would definitely not miss it.

"Well!"

Mo Zifan's pupils condensed, and others widened his eyes.

Mo Zifan is qualified to be proud, so he let the ten moves. As a result, the son of the dust is proud. He also let the tricks, use three moves!

"You want to know, I am the pinnacle of the imperial spirit, coupled with the talent of the Yu clan, in the seven martial arts halls, I am the first existence of Tianjiao list!" Mo Zifan shook his head and laughed.

"Start!"

Lin Ling didn't say much, crossing one step.

"Well, foreigners just don't know the strength of the Yu tribe!"

Mo Zifan shook his head helplessly, and he slowly came out. The two stood dozens of meters apart. Lin Lingyan motioned to be ready?

"Ready, although you said three tricks, I said ten moves after ten moves!"

Mo Zifan smiled and looked at the grandfather's eyes. He decided in his heart that Lin Ling was injured in a move. This was also before the year of the year, letting his grandfather see his cultivation results!

Bang!

Lin Ling didn't say much, stepped on the ground, shot like a leopard, and after the fist lived, he waved heavily!

"I won't be the true meaning of martial arts!"

Many people shook their heads and laughed.

Unfortunately, where do they know, seemingly bland punch, but suppressed 30 million power!

boom!

A punch bombarded, Mo Zifan's chest in the middle, and Mo Zifan's body showed the rain and mist, which seemed to be hazy. In fact, it was a powerful defense martial art.

As time is fixed, the crowd only sees it, one person comes out, and one person stands quietly!

call out!

But the next moment, Mo Zifan seemed to be bombarded by the shell, flying down and hitting the ground.

"ah!"

Everyone has wide eyes.

Although Mo Zifan was only defending and not attacking, he exhibited the true meaning of rain and mist, and his defense was extremely strong. However, he was still bombarded.

"What kind of conspiracy and tricks do you use, it is impossible. I even dare to fight in the early days of the Holy Spirit. How can I be shaken by you!"

On the ground, Mo Zifan was not hurt very much, but he lost his face, because it was just a trick. He not only damaged his hair, but was bombarded. The ten moves were simply a joke!

call out!

His figure was like interspersed in the rain, and he shot to Lin Ling with one finger.

"Thousands of days rain finger!"

Alas!

The true meaning of rain and mist erupted, reaching 10 %, the rain condensed a little, and the power was sharp!

"Zi Fan, not!"

Many people drank their lows, and they were present at the scene. After Mo Zifan lost, he shot again and again. This is what the patriarch dislikes the most disliked!

Because if you lose, you will lose, and you are willing to gamble or lose, which is the shame of the proud rain family!

One fingers shot to Lin Ling, and at this moment Lin Ling's pupils flickered, and the left hand, the flames boiled, looking at the front is a punch!

boom!

The finger fingers bumped, and the void was broken. The next moment, a figure flew out again. This time, it hit the ground and sprayed blood. It was Mo Zifan!

"What?"
Chapter completed!