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Chapter 1945 What kind of death do you want

The whole place was silent.

Countless people looked at Ji Baishan in astonishment.

Everyone thought Ji Baishan was just bluffing and deliberately trying to scare Lin Yang.

But at this moment, a group of people walked towards the gate again.

These people were all dressed in black Tang suits and had cold and serious expressions.

The leader was an old man with a bald head.

The old man is thin, with wrinkled skin and age spots on his face. He looks like he is in his final years and does not have much time left.

But his expression was very solemn, his hands were behind his back, and he was full of aura. As soon as he came, he stared at this end coldly.

As soon as he appeared, everyone in the Gaitian Sect was overjoyed. They all knelt on the ground and saluted the old man.

"Disciple bows to the ancestor!"

"Kowtow to the ancestor!"

Voices rippled around the banquet venue.

All the guests' eyes were drawn to it, and the scene became excited.

"Is this person the Patriarch Gaitian?"

"It came so quickly..."

Some people were talking a lot.

But some people made different voices.

"This Patriarch Gaitian doesn't look like much! He's just a skinny old man. Is he really that powerful? If he goes up against Divine Doctor Lin, I'm afraid he'll be beaten to death by Divine Doctor Lin!" A guest snorted.

.

But the words just popped up.

Snap!

A slap suddenly hit the guest's mouth.

In an instant, the guest's mouth was crooked and a large number of teeth came out of his mouth.

At first glance, all the teeth in his mouth were slapped out. There was no tooth in his mouth, and it was the skinny old man who slapped him!

Ancestor Gaitian!

The guest was dizzy, his head was buzzing, and he obviously had not regained consciousness.

But the next second, Patriarch Gaitian pressed his shoulder with one hand, and then slammed him to the ground.

Boom!

The guest's body fell to the ground at a very strange angle, and then fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, unable to get up again. He seemed to be dead, but everyone could clearly notice that he was still breathing!

"ah?"

Everyone around them was shocked.

"You should be damned if you dare to blaspheme me! If you were not in Yanjing, you would be dead!"

Ancestor Gaitian said calmly and continued moving forward.

"He... is he dead?"

"No, but all the bones and tendons in his body were broken! His martial arts was also abolished..."

"What? The martial arts is useless? The bones are broken? How could this happen? Patriarch Gaitian just threw him lightly..."

"It was just this slight fall that knocked him to pieces!"

"What?"

Everyone was shocked!

With just one fall, a martial arts master was crippled...

What method is this?

No amount of skill can achieve such an effect, right?

For a moment, people were horrified and looked at the skinny old man with unprecedented fear.

Jiang Nansong and others here came to their senses and hurriedly came forward to greet them.

"Oh my, why did the old man come in person? The reception was not good! The reception was not good!" Jiang Nansong said respectfully with a smile.

However, Patriarch Gaitian did not give Jiang Nansong any face and snorted coldly: "Jiang Nansong, you made a scene, but my people were injured. I will definitely hold you accountable for this matter! I will talk to you later.

Let’s settle the score!”

After saying that, he stopped talking to Jiang Nansong and strode towards his grandson Ji Lin.

Seeing this, Lin Yang finally understood.

No wonder Jiang Nansong is confident in himself.

In terms of love, he has found Patriarch Gaitian as his backer!

With Gai Tianzong's weird and bizarre methods, I am afraid there is a way to cure Jiangnan Song, so Jiangnan Song didn't take Lin Yang seriously.

Patriarch Gaitian walked to Ji Lin.

Seeing his grandson in such miserable condition, his old face became gloomy to the extreme, almost like frost.

On the other side of Ji Lin is Lin Yang.

"White shirt!" Patriarch Gaitian shouted, his cold and ferocious old eyes fell on Lin Yang, and said calmly: "My eldest grandson... was injured by this person, right?"

"Yes, father! This man doesn't even take you seriously! Damn it!" Ji Baishan gritted his teeth and said.

"Useless thing. You are so old that you can't even take care of a half-year-old child. When you go back, don't be a sect leader. Go and think about your cultivation!" Patriarch Gaitian snorted coldly.

Ji Baishan opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute, so he could only lower his head and say yes.

Ancestor Gaitian turned around, glanced at the silver needle on Ji Lin's body, and then turned his head and said: "Take Lin'er immediately for treatment, and ask the old man from the Chang family to come and look at his injury. Most people can't see it, so you must do it often."

The old man is here, do you know?"

"yes!"

Several Gaitian Sect disciples came and wanted to carry Ji Lin away.

But just as they were about to touch Ji Lin, Lin Yang kicked him to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Screams started.

Ancestor Gaitian narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Yang.

"Who asked you to take him away? Didn't you see that I'm still sitting here?"

Lin Yang said expressionlessly.

The world was stunned.

Ancestor Gaitian is standing here, and this genius doctor Lin is actually so arrogant...

This is simply not taking Patriarch Gaitian seriously!

"Doctor Lin!" Ji Baishan was so angry that his whole body trembled.

But Lin Yang ignored it.

"Are you the Divine Doctor Lin?"

"yes."

"What kind of death do you want?" Patriarch Gaitian asked calmly.

As soon as the words fell, a violent killing intent filled the air...


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