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Chapter 1943 I promise you will not survive tomorrow

The whole audience was silent.

People looked at Ji Lin over there with dull eyes, and they were completely stunned.

Jiang Nansong was also confused.

The Liang family members opened their mouths wide.

As for the middle-aged man, he was even more shocked.

No one expected that such a thing would happen...

"Young Master!!"

The people from Gaitian Sect rushed forward one after another.

"Don't touch him!"

The middle-aged man suddenly roared shrillly.

Everyone trembled all over, dared not move, and stared at the middle-aged man blankly.

But when he saw the middle-aged man seem to have discovered something, he hurried to his son.

The young man was unable to move at this moment, and he opened his mouth wide and looked at the middle-aged man in pain.

That look as if it was being restrained by something, and it was particularly strange and terrifying.

"Dad...I...I'm so uncomfortable...I'm so painful...Save me!!Save me..." He made a hoarse and thick voice.

"Don't worry! Don't worry about Lin'er! Dad will save you! Dad will definitely save you!"

The middle-aged man said with a pale face and excitedly.

He carefully swept his son around and found that his body was covered with a large number of silver needles as thin as hair.

If you don't look at these silver needles carefully, you will not be able to detect them at all.

Is this what Lin Yang did?

He wanted to pull it out, but he knew that such silver needles must not be pulled out randomly, otherwise something big would happen!

He looked back suddenly, stared at Lin Yang angrily, and shouted: "What did you do to my son?"

"I didn't do anything. Didn't I say I wanted to chop your son up? I just wanted to fulfill my promise. When I chopped his arms, I applied some needles to him. These needles were enough to tear him apart." Lin Yang said lightly.

"You hid the knife with the silver needle?" the middle-aged man asked fiercely.

"Yes."

"It seems that your medical skills are indeed extraordinary. When you fight with me, you can still use silver needles! Interesting! I underestimate you! But now you have no chance, you dare to hurt my son! I want you to pay your life! Get the needles for my son immediately!"

The middle-aged man roared and rushed towards Lin Yang again regardless of everything.

But he had just moved a few steps.

Puff!

The middle-aged man suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

The blood was scattered on the ground, and it turned out to be pitch black and exuded a pungent fishy smell.

"What?"

Everyone's disdain changed.

"Master! What's wrong with you?"

"Master! Are you okay?"

“Master…”

"Ahem...Ahem...

The middle-aged man started coughing violently and vomited more and more blood in his mouth.

In this state, he obviously lost his combat power.

The people from Gaitian Sect were anxious.

"What did you do to my master?" a man roared and questioned.

"You...have you poisoned my master?" Another person asked in disbelief.

"Poison? That's not to mention it. It's just that your master is following the side-by-side and left-handed way of practicing the exercises. The side-effects are extremely great. I gave your master a few needles to make the side-effects of the exercises he practiced occur early!" Lin Yang said lightly.

"Apply an needle?"

The middle-aged man seemed to realize something and suddenly raised his arms.

I only realized that there were two thin silver needles on my arms...

how so?

Why did you get a needle too?

The middle-aged man could hardly believe his eyes.

He looked at Lin Yang and his bloody arm and immediately understood.

"You had a flaw in love before, and you deliberately showed your flaws to take the opportunity to apply an injection to me?" The middle-aged man shouted in a deep voice.

"Or otherwise do you think I will be easily injured by you?" Lin Yang said lightly.

The world has changed its color.

The people of Gaitian Sect were also shocked.

In love, Lin Yang's arm was injured to give the father and son a needle...

"The hidden dangers of practicing qigong have erupted, and you have no combat power! You lost! But don't worry, I don't plan to kill you first! I will chop your son into pieces of meat first, and then deal with you!"

Lin Yang said expressionlessly, picked up the broken knife on the ground and walked towards the young man step by step.

The young man was so scared that his whole body trembled wildly. Even though his arms were broken and he was in a state of great pain, he didn't realize what he was doing.

The fear in my heart is the most tormenting.

"No! Don't come here! Don't come here!"

He roared shrillly.

But to no avail.

Lin Yang was already standing in front of him.

"Stop!" the middle-aged man roared.

Lin Yang ignored it and raised the broken knife directly.

But just as he was about to chop it down, Jiang Nansong here suddenly stepped forward and shouted: "My surname is Lin! If you dare to hurt Young Master Ji, I promise you can't survive tomorrow!"


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