Within a moment, Lin Huang stretched out and walked out of the Huang Clan's dojo. Looking at the young man who was pressed like a turtle, he knelt down and smiled:
"You know I have the Great Leiyin Temple!"
"You know how dare you come to kill me?"
"I wonder how Mr. Peacock died?"
"Did you want to come on your own? Or did you come here because Yao Laikong asked you to come?"
Under the Great Leiyin Temple, the young man of the peacock lineage had been crushed to the point of vomiting blood, but he could not move at all. He raised his eyelids and stared at Lin Huang fiercely:
"If you have the ability, you don't need the Great Leiyin Temple. Let's fight in an upright manner. Relying on the Great Leiyin Temple doesn't mean you are really capable!"
"joke!"
Lin Huang immediately stood up with a smile and stepped on the young man's head, "Why can't I use the Great Leiyin Temple that I obtained with my own ability? Why should I leave it to rust?"
"Even if you don't have to, is it okay for you, a warrior of the Holy King Realm, to bully a Martial Saint?"
"If you want to kill me, you just want to kill me. If you want a fair fight, I didn't let others come out to bully you. It's already good. You have become my prisoner. You are so arrogant!"
As he said that, Lin Huang stepped on the latter several times.
"Lin Huang, you are seeking death... How dare you humiliate me like this? Neither the Peacock Clan nor the Panyao Temple will let you go!"
The young man refused to give in and cursed angrily.
With a clang, Lin Huang directly pulled out the Knife and stood in front of the young man.
"Death or life?"
The young man suddenly stopped talking.
"Have you given up so quickly?"
Lin Huang suddenly became a little bored, "Although I won't kill you, there is still a price to pay for coming to our Huang clan dojo to provoke!"
With that said, Lin Huang took out his knife and directly severed the meridians of the young man's limbs.
In an instant, the young man was covered in blood and was suppressed under the Great Leiyin Temple, howling incessantly.
When Lin Huang took back the Great Leiyin Temple, the young man couldn't even get up.
"How about it? Can you try saying something big again?"
Lin Huang knelt down again and said with a smile.
The young man's anger surged again, but when he looked up at Lin Huang's smiling, harmless look, he swallowed with palpitations.
He stopped talking, but climbed up from the ground with difficulty, dragging the bloodstains all over the ground, and was about to leave.
"Oh... right!"
Lin Huang suddenly said, "If you are going to see Yao Liakong, remember to tell him for me that I have the artifact Great Thunder Sound Temple. If he comes, he must bring a artifact, otherwise, he will not end up like you.
It would be outrageous if all the four young emperors were suppressed by me!"
The young man clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and left the Desolate Clan Dojo fiercely.
What made him most angry was not that Lin Huang had broken off his limbs.
But from beginning to end, Lin Huang never asked his name.
…
"Will this guy have a shadow in the future?"
Song Changling suddenly appeared next to Lin Huang. He rolled up his sleeves and his expression was much calmer than before, as if he had hidden the sincerity and sunshine of three years ago under his delicate skin.
"Won't!"
Lin Huang shook his head, "Ye Wushuang is right. Although you have crossed the fifty floors of Tianjing Mountain, you don't know much about the world of warriors!"
"How can a warrior who can reach the realm of the Holy King be so fragile? Moreover, he must think that he was defeated by the divine weapon of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, not in my hands. Once he is given a chance, he will be more powerful than
You were even more arrogant just now!”
"Can you kill the Holy King now without relying on the Great Thunder Sound Temple?"
Song Changling frowned, "When I went from the realm of Martial Saint to Saint King, I felt the gap between the two. It is not something that can be easily bridged!"
"Don't you know that I have killed the Holy King?"
Lin Huang laughed.
"I mean thirty steps up!"
"Then I don't know, I haven't tried it anyway!"
Lin Huang waved his hand, with a smile on his brows, and changed the subject, "How did you get here in the past three years?"
"Whether you are a warrior or a scholar, the most important thing is to be able to endure loneliness! In the past, many scholars spent ten years in poverty and a hundred years of hard work, but my three years are nothing. And... reading is quite interesting!"
"That means I am suffering in the Great Leiyin Temple and you are very happy outside?"
Song Changling smiled, did not refute, and then said: "Second uncle and I appeared at the Desolate Clan Dojo at the same time. In a sense, the fate of the entire Song family is tied to you. Don't mess around.
ah!"
"Then can I drive your second uncle away? To be honest, I don't like to see him very much!"
Lin Huang said bluntly.
"I'm afraid it won't work!"
Song Changling shook his head, "In the past few years, I don't know where my second uncle has been, and I didn't expect that he would suddenly appear and step into the realm of the Holy Emperor! But once my second uncle wants to do something, besides my second aunt,
No one can pull him back!"
Lin Huang was suddenly a little confused, "Aunt Luo and my mother are sisters, so we should stay here for a while."
"Boy, do you want to drive me away?"
At this moment, Song Hanshan and Luo Chenyu suddenly walked over.
Lin Huang turned around, glanced with a frown, and then nodded and smiled at Luo Chenyu.
"The punch you punched me back then was nothing, but...my mother forced herself out of the Phoenix Clan and damaged her foundation. I can't find anyone to settle this debt, so I can only blame it on you!"
Lin Huang said calmly.
"Alright!"
Song Hanshan rolled up his snow-white mink fur, raised his eyes and said, "It's my fault...but it's up to me whether I leave or not. Are you really going to let me leave now?"
"Do you think my wife and I came here just for a casual walk? Are you sure that when the time comes to save Huang Lingsha, you don't need me to take action?"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and stopped talking.
He would not refuse the help of a Holy Emperor who could save Huang Lingsha.
"Xiaohuang, if you want to break through to the realm of the Holy King, tell Aunt Luo first, and Aunt Luo will help you protect your path!"
Luo Chenyu held Song Hanshan's hand, narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Um……
Lin Huang was a little surprised and hesitant, but suddenly found Song Changling tugging at the corner of his clothes.
"Then thank you Aunt Luo!"
Lin Huang laughed.
After the two left, Lin Huang turned to look at Song Changling in confusion.
If he wanted to break through to the realm of the Holy King, he would naturally lack people to protect him, and there would be no need for Luo Chenyu to take action.
"Aunt Luo has two martial spirits, one of which she has only used five times in her life! Two of them should have been used when her second uncle was in the Saint King Realm and the Saint Emperor Realm!"
Song Changling Road.
"Can you help break the situation?"
Lin Huang suddenly said in disbelief.
"I don't know the specifics!"
Song Changling shook his head, "It's just that having your second aunt here should be very good for you!"
"Would it be too much trouble for her?"
Lin Huang frowned slightly.
"Your mother once saved your aunt's life, but you must not regard this as an exchange of gratitude, otherwise your second aunt will be angry!"
Song Changling smiled.
"Understood!"
Lin Huang nodded.
"By the way, where is Mr. Zhou Weixin, let me see him..."
Song Changling talked to Lin Huang for so long and finally revealed his purpose.