But she saw shining silver needles interspersed between his fingers.
Everyone around was shocked.
"You are indeed a medical warrior!"
Guishou snorted coldly: "But with your little skills, do you think I will be scared?"
After saying that, he raised his hand and rushed towards Lin Yang.
But when he smashed his fist, the weight of his arms suddenly increased.
Whether he raises his fist or swings his fist, everything becomes very slow.
what happened?
Why have my hands become so heavy?
Guishou was stunned.
But he soon reacted.
It's not that my arms have become heavier.
But the strength in his body...is slowly fading away.
"It's the silver needle!"
Guishou suddenly raised his head, shocked.
However, Lin Yang didn't know when he was already standing in front of him...
It's like teleporting.
More like a ghost!
Oops!
Ghost Hand opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but a hand, like a sharp knife, pierced directly into his heart.
Guishou's whole body suddenly trembled, his mouth opened hugely, his old eyes stared, and his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.
He looked at the hand on his chest, then at Lin Yang, and wanted to say something else, but a sense of powerlessness came over him, and his eyes slowly closed.
Ghost Hands, die!
The world was stunned.
"Master!"
Many disciples from Prince Li's Palace let out shrill screams, burst into tears one by one, rushed over like crazy, and cried bitterly while holding the ghost-hand corpse.
"Asshole! You killed my master! I am incompatible with you!"
"Kill him! Revenge for the master!"
"kill!"
These disciples' eyes were red and furious, and they rushed towards Lin Yang one after another.
"Stop! No one is allowed to mess around!"
Long Xinghong shouted and came forward.
"Long Xinghong! Fortunately, you are still a member of the Order Team! Now there is such a demonic guy slaughtering our Donghuang Cult people! Not only are you indifferent, but you also stand up to defend him? What are your intentions?" A disciple of Guishou pointed.
Long Xinghong complained.
"This..." Long Xinghong was speechless.
"Slaughter the members of the Donghuang Cult? I am here to eliminate harm for the Donghuang Cult! You elders broke the sect's rules and harmed the disciples with your own hands! You committed such a heinous crime, and you still want to avenge him?" Lin Yang stared at the disciples with an expressionless face.
Each of these disciples is luxuriously dressed and has good cultivation.
Obviously, they are all elite disciples of Prince Li's Palace. They are all taught martial arts by Gui Shou himself, and they have a very high status in Prince Li's Palace.
As long as they survive, they can enjoy a life of fine clothing and fine food.
Now that Guishou has fallen, they are naturally aggrieved. They feel that Lin Yang has deprived them of everything, and they especially hate Lin Yang.
"Stop talking nonsense here! Lin! You can't represent our Donghuang Sect!" a disciple scolded angrily.
"Since I can't represent the Donghuang Sect, I would like to ask, are you disciples of Ghost Hands?" Lin Yang asked calmly.
"of course!"
"What do you mean? Do you want to humiliate us?"
Everyone asked angrily.
"I'm not interested in humiliating you, I just want to ask you something. Since Guishou is your master, will you listen to his words or not?" Lin Yang said calmly.
"Of course we listen to Master's words!"
"Then your master ordered you to take back the Eastern Emperor Divine Ring, why did you do nothing?" Lin Yang asked immediately.
As soon as these words came out, those people were stunned.
"Since you are thinking about your master, that's good! Go get the Donghuang Divine Ring back!" Lin Yang shouted.
"this..."
People hesitated and looked ugly.
"What? You don't dare anymore?" Lin Yang asked back.
"Master is dead, so what if we take the ring away?" Someone hummed.
"You can't say that. If you become the leader of Donghuang, you can open a secret vault. There is a miraculous medicine for bringing the dead back to life. If you want to save your master, just take the precepts. If you don't do this, you can save your master and you can't.
Fulfill your master's wish? Isn't this better?" Lin Yang said lightly.
Each of these people's faces instantly turned pale.
Grab a ring?
joke!
The ring is now in Su Moyun's hand! Where can they find the strength to snatch it?
"What? Why don't you take action quickly? Aren't you very loyal to Ghost Hands?"
Seeing that everyone was indifferent, Lin Yang shouted again.
The disciples lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything.
loyalty?
For someone like Guishou who sends his disciples to die, how many of them are truly loyal to him?
"Since you are not willing to sacrifice for the ghost hand! Then just stay aside!"
Lin Yang hummed, then looked around and shouted loudly: "Listen, today I, the master of Qinghe Hall, Lin Yang, will execute the teachings on behalf of our sect! Severely punish the sinners, and whoever refuses to accept them will be punished together, including those who are in the same party!"
There is silence all around.
All looked astonished.
this person...
It's not just arrogance, it's simply arrogance that knows no bounds...
The world stared closely at him.
Liu Shifeng and others were furious and laughed in anger.
"This boy! He deserves to be killed!"
Su Moyun said hoarsely.
"Then let's get rid of him first, and then we can decide who owns the divine ring!"
