Ying Polang threw the silver needle to the ground angrily and said angrily.
Lin Yang ignored him and went towards Ying's family to kill him.
Everyone was fighting together again.
Ying Pingzhu did not take action again. He retreated and got out of the battle.
"Brother!" Ying Xiong stepped forward.
"Are you okay?" Ying Pingzhu shouted.
"I'm fine, brother... This guy's strength is beyond our expectations. What should we do now?"
"The strength of his physical body is extraordinary. Generally speaking, only masters of Henglian or people who specialize in external martial arts have such a strong physical body. However, judging from the situation of the fight with him just now, he has no martial arts foundation, so I guess he
It may be that the physical strength is increased through drug immersion or traditional Chinese medicine. This kind of person can't do anything to him with fists and kicks. The only way to win is to use iron tools!"
"Brother, what do you mean..."
"Call the people from the Dragon Sword Team!"
"good!"
Ying Xiong nodded and immediately sent Ying Polang away.
At this time, all the masters of the Ying family had been beaten to the ground by Lin Yang, and all of them were wailing miserably and in unbearable pain.
Almost everyone had either broken arms or legs or broken bones, and the end was pitiful.
When Zhou Ting, who was still fighting with the dragon hand over there, saw her, her face turned pale with fright and she hurriedly retreated.
Longshou was also freed and ran to Lin Yang's side.
At this moment, he was in a miserable state, with several footprints on his body and a fist mark on his face. Compared with the dragon hand who fought with Lin Yang in the needle fight, it was so different.
However, if Lin Yang had directly used force in the Southern Sect, there would be no such thing as needle fighting.
What's more, the silver needles he carries are limited, unlike when the entire southern sect provided him with silver needles.
"I didn't want to do this."
Lin Yang glanced at Longshou and patted the gray hair on his body.
"But you still did it, Divine Doctor Lin. I have to admit that your strength is indeed incredible. It's just a pity that you can't change everything." Ying Pingzhu said.
"So, you still don't agree to hand over Ying Po Lang, or do you still don't agree to let me take Liu Rushi away?" Lin Yang asked quietly.
"This is not a matter of disagreement, this is about a very important matter."
"What's going on?"
"My Ying family's face!" Ying Pingzhu said with narrowed eyes.
A big family like the Ying family no longer cares about the gains and losses of a city or a place.
What they want is face, dignity, reputation, and prestige!
Touching this is more serious than occupying their entire city and place!
"Really... So, you will only give in if I crush your Ying family?" Lin Yang asked calmly.
He doesn't care about the Ying family's face at all!
"Tread flat? Hahahaha, Divine Doctor Lin, my Ying family has dealt with so many powerful people in the Chinese martial arts world. So far, you are the only one who dares to say such a thing. Do you think you can do it?" Ying Pingzhu haha
laughing out loud.
Ying Xiong also snorted coldly: "You don't know how to live or die, don't think that you are really indestructible and the incarnation of invincibility. When the people from the Dragon Sword Team arrive later, I will see what other tricks you have."
"Dragon Sword Team?" Lin Yang nodded: "Well, in order to convince you, I will wait here for the Dragon Sword Team to arrive."
"Teacher!" Long said anxiously.
"It's okay. Since they think I can't defeat the Ying family, I'll prove it to them!" Lin Yang said.
When Longshou heard this, he almost fainted.
This is crazy!
Did the teacher receive any stimulation?
Or is it that he simply cannot stand the provocation of others?
Trampling the Ying family?
How sensational this would be if word got out? I'm afraid there would be an earthquake in the entire Chinese martial arts world, right?
But to achieve such a thing...this is simply impossible!
This is probably not enough to describe even a fantasy, right? After all, the Ying family is a family that has inherited ancient martial arts for hundreds of years!
Boom! Boom! Boom...
At this time, there was a sound of neat and heavy footsteps outside the lobby, and then a large group of people wearing light armor and holding long swords on their waists rushed into the lobby.
These people were dressed in a rather ancient style, with armor covering their bodies from head to toe. They all had stern expressions. After entering the lobby, almost all of them pulled out the swords at their waists and aimed them at Lin Yang.
The shining long sword was particularly cold, and it seemed as if it could be cut open if it touched it.
"This is the dragon sword team of my Ying family. The sword techniques they learn are all ancient sword techniques passed down by the ancestors of my Ying family. Not only that, they are also proficient in sword formations. Once they are used, no one can stop them! Lin
Miracle doctor, I am quite a person who values talents. If you are willing to bow your head and beg me for mercy now, maybe I can let you go. Let’s sit down and talk about the previous matter. What do you think?”
Ying Pingzhu also admired the strong. Lin Yang's displayed strength was very good. He was thinking about how to get Lin Yang to serve the Ying family.
If the Ying family gets Lin Yang and even the Yanghua Group and Xuanyi Sect, it can really be said to be even more powerful.
But, how could Lin Yang be so easy to bow his head?
"I still say what I said, if you want to give up, just give me Ying Polang and Liu Rushi, and don't say anything else!" Lin Yang shook his head.
"You wasted this last chance."
"In my opinion, this is not an opportunity."
"Well, if that's the case, then you can't blame me. Once the Dragon Sword Team takes action, there will be blood. Doctor Lin, pay attention!"
Ying Pingzhu said calmly, then raised his hand, his expression serious, and his tone became extremely cold: "Dragon Sword Team, protect my Ying family, behead Chu Xiaoxiao, kill!"
"kill!"
The members of the Dragon Sword Team roared away and rushed towards Lin Yang with their swords raised.
"Teacher, no..."
Longshou turned pale with fright.
"Step aside!"
Lin Yang shouted, immediately pulled out the silver needle and swung it at these people.
Swish swish swish...
The silver needle is like a shooting star, flying forward and impacting.
but...
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding...
There were bursts of crisp sounds.
Just look at the silver needles of those flying shuttles all hitting the armor of the Dragon Sword players, splashing out a lot of sparks, and then they all fell down, unable to penetrate the armor at all.
"What?"
Dragon Hand was shocked.
"Divine Doctor Lin, I know that your silver needle can penetrate steel. When you dueled with the Korean Medical King, there were rumors that your silver needle had pierced steel. However, our Ying family's armor manufacturing design drawings,
But the skills from the ancient master Lu Ban, although not made of steel, are far stronger than steel. Don't show off your mere embroidery needles!" Ying Pingzhu smiled lightly.
While he was talking, more than a dozen swords had already struck at Lin Yang.
This posture clearly wants to chop Lin Yang into pieces...
