His eyes were cold, staring at Divine Doctor Lin, and his other hand was clenched into a fist.
He was very unwilling, but he also understood that he had no chance of winning if he continued to fight.
"Doctor Lin, this matter... is over here, how about that?" he said hoarsely at the end of the article.
"That's it? What do you mean?" Lin Yang looked at him calmly.
"There's no point in continuing the fight. I hope this matter ends here. I won't hold you accountable. I also hope you won't be aggressive anymore. You can leave immediately. Let's not offend each other in the future, okay?"
"Look at what you said. It sounds like you don't want to pursue me anymore. Do I have to thank you?" Lin Yang asked back.
Wen Mo snorted and said coldly: "Then what do you want?"
"You must first understand that I am here today to settle accounts with you, not to make peace with you! I have no enmity or enmity with you. There is no reason to make peace, and there is no peace.
"Lin Yang shook his head.
"Do you have to kill them all and kill every fish? Doctor Lin, let me tell you, if we are really pushed into a hurry, I guarantee that even if you can leave this place, it will never be a complete departure! Leave a trace in your life! We can see you in the future!"
At the end of the article I felt annoyed.
As a religious leader, it was his first time to humbly make peace with a junior. This was already a great shame and humiliation for him, but this man named Lin was still so ignorant!
How could he bear it anymore?
"How about we meet again in the future? I don't intend to see you again at all! Let's end it today!"
Lin Yang shouted coldly, his eyes were stern, he stepped forward and punched him to kill him.
This punch was extremely violent, surrounded by clever and internal energy.
Wen Moxin is a master of martial arts, how could he not see how terrifying this punch is?
But...he has no room to dodge!
He could only bite the bullet and pick it up with his other hand.
Bang!
A fist fight.
Click!
The crisp sound of bone cracking was heard again.
Then all five fingers of Wen Moxin's hand were shattered.
He backed away continuously, his body trembling wildly, and he was about to fall to the ground, but the next moment... a hand stretched out, pinched Wen Moxin's neck directly, and lifted him up.
"Leader!"
The religious people around him screamed shrilly.
Everyone gathered around.
Medicine King, Liu Rushi, Master Feng Lie, Huo Jianguo, Huo Ao and many other guests and members of the clan all looked at this terrifying scene blankly.
Was Wen Moxin defeated like this?
Defeated so quickly and completely!
And what does Divine Doctor Lin want to do?
Is it possible that he... still wants to kill Wen Moxin?
Wen Hai also glanced at his father, then knelt directly in front of Ying Polang, shouting sternly: "Young Master Ying! Young Master Ying! Please, save my father, save our religious leader Young Master Ying, please
Please!”
After saying that, he kowtowed to Ying Polang.
Ying Polang put down the tea cup, walked over and helped Wen Hai up, patted the dust on his body, and said calmly: "Wen Hai, we are brothers. Something happened to your father now, why would I not care? Don't worry!"
Wen Hai was overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you so much, so much! Thank you so much, so much!"
"However, I don't really like helping a bunch of losers!" Ying Polang suddenly added.
