"But looking at him, he doesn't look like an injured person..."
"Yeah...what happened to him?"
"Oh, didn't you see that he was pricking himself with acupuncture just now? Look at the way he pricked the needle, is that acupuncture? The whole silver needle has entered the body, how can there be such acupuncture? I think he is probably
You were operating carelessly, something went wrong, that’s why you’re like this!”
"That makes sense! He looks like he's in pain!"
"Stop talking nonsense, go and pull out the leader's silver needle, and then take down this bastard who dares to come to our religion and act wild. This time, we must make him look good!"
"good!"
Religious people rushed over one after another. Some wanted to pull out the silver needle from Wen Moxin, but Wen Moxin stopped him.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Wen Hai also came over and looked at him incomprehensibly.
"Don't pull it out randomly!" Wen Moxin gritted his teeth and said, "His silver needle is close to my fatal point. If you pull it out randomly, once it touches the fatal point, I will be seriously injured even if I don't die, so you can't do it randomly!"
"But...but if we don't pull out, what should we do? How about...I go call the people from the Medical Sect?" Wen Hai said.
"The people from the Medical Sect are already on the way!" said a person nearby.
"I can't wait for them to come!" Wen Moxin snorted and stared at Lin Yang: "You guys subdue that guy first, this silver needle... I will use my inner strength to force it out!"
"good!"
Everyone nodded and rushed towards Lin Yang.
Wen Moxin immediately held back his breath and pushed the silver needle out of his body little by little.
But at this moment, Lin Yang suddenly raised his head and punched the approaching religious man.
Bang!
The man's chest was instantly smashed, and he flew backwards, knocking over two religious believers.
What a powerful punch!
"Um?"
People trembled.
"Is this kid still capable of fighting?"
"Humph, it's just the end of a strong crossbow. Hold him down!" Wen Hai shouted.
The way his father beat up Lin Yang just now finally gave him confidence and let him know that the so-called Lin Yang was not invincible.
only...
As his people continued to rush upward, a terrifying scene also appeared.
At this time, Lin Yang seemed to be completely reborn, with no trace of his previous injuries. He directly struck with his arms, his strength was astonishing, and the people around him were completely unable to withstand it.
Fists create wind!
Amazing leg strength!
And what's even more incredible is that he no longer stood there passively and was beaten. Instead, he used extremely agile footwork, swimming through the crowd like a fish. No matter how dense the fists around him were, he couldn't touch him.
Touched his body half way.
This can surprise people around you.
The Sword King and Ying Polang who were drinking above all looked at Lin Yang, and the Sword King's old eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Ying Polang was also quite surprised.
"This footwork... actually has a bit of the leader's shadow!" Ying Polang said.
And Wen Moxin also stared at Lin Yang, the shock in his eyes was so obvious.
He could see that this was indeed his footwork.
Although it seems quite rough and there are signs of imitating the gourd, the essence is still there, which is more than enough to deal with these religious people!
After a while, Lin Yang knocked down nearly a hundred more people, but he himself was intact.
There were wailing people on the ground. Everyone either hugged their legs and screamed or fainted. No matter who it was, they either had broken bones or their skin was torn apart. It was impossible to tell whether they were dead or injured.
When the remaining people, including Wen Hai, saw this scene, they were so frightened that they retreated to Wen Moxin's side.
