Peng Jiawei has arrogance in his heart. As the most outstanding leader of the three generations of the Peng family, he has a high prestige in the entire Yanjing Imperial City. The four major families have always been in a state of harmony and alienation, and there are many intrigues and trivial matters between them. He
The purpose in mind is very clear. First, establish a good relationship with the Mao family, and then fight with the Zhu family and the Song family. Even if the Peng family cannot jump up in a short time and become the first of the four major families in Yanjing Imperial City, at least
You can also go one or two more.
Don’t underestimate the ranking of this family. Once the Peng family can surpass the Zhu family and the Song family, they will get more resources. To give the simplest example, there will be more local high-ranking officials than now.
Come to seek refuge with the Peng family, and some wealthy Chinese businessmen will also secretly enter into alliances with the Peng family.
People rely on fame and horses rely on strength, and the same is true for big families...
In addition, deep in Peng Jiawei's heart, there are other plans. The three generations of the Peng family are prosperous. Many of his direct brothers and younger brothers are not convinced by him, and some uncles are also very concerned about his status in the family.
If there are complaints, if we can take this opportunity to give Lin Kun a hard beating and slap the Zhu family in the face at the same time, will those who are his generation or his elders still complain deeply?
The battle was very fierce. It is understandable that Du Long is a master. There are too many capable people and strangers in the Chinese arena. Some of these people were regulars on the Chinese arena, and some were unparalleled masters who shocked one party. But in the end, due to
For various reasons, many people hide their names or find a place to live an ordinary life, or they join a big family and receive the support of rich clothes and food.
Du Long is obviously this kind of person. His real name may not be Du Long, and no one knows his past. At this moment, he is an old servant supported by the Shen family, waving a silver whip to Lin Kun, but Lin Kun
He behaved extremely calmly at the time, and his calmness not only surprised the people around him, but also a hint of surprise appeared on Du Long's round face.
With his whip, he has traveled around the world for decades and killed countless masters. Now he attacks it with all his strength, but it is only lightly deflected by the young man in front of him. He has whipped more than ten whips, more than twenty whips, and Du Long can no longer remember himself.
No matter how many times he swung the whip, Lin Kun's body made no progress at all. As the black and white beasts hit the whip and bounced it away, bursts of sparks flew out.
The force on Du Long's hand became heavier and heavier, as if he wanted to use force to knock away the two ghost beasts in Lin Kun's hand. However, as his force continued to increase, there was finally a 'click' sound, and the hand held in his hand
The silver whip that had been following him for many years suddenly broke into two pieces...
The broken silver whip flew out and hit a sycamore tree pole next to the wall. The tree pole, which could have been as thick as an adult's arm, was cut off in an instant. This silver whip is not simple.
It's just a whip, but it's also an extremely sharp weapon.
Click!
As the tree trunk broke and the dense branches fell to the ground, Du Long looked stern, his brows filled with surprise and horror. He quickly took two steps back under his feet, and his cold eyes fell on the hand in Lin Kun's hand.
Two ghost weapons came up, "You, what kind of weapons are you?"
Lin Kun glanced at the half of the sycamore tree that was broken by the broken whip next to him, and stared at the other half of the whip in Du Long's hand. He said in a calm tone: "More than thirty years ago, there was a master of silver whip in Xiliang.
Known as the Whip God of Xiliang, he was a heroic man in his life, but unfortunately he had two apprentices with evil intentions.
When the Xiliang Whip God was dying, in order to seize the first whip of Xiliang, he fought violently and caused countless casualties to the people around him. One of his disciples survived, and the other one was beaten to death with a whip, and the one who survived
Disciple, in order to cover up his crimes at that time, massacred all the people in a local village..."
"The No. 1 Whip of Xiliang is said to be the king of whips. Combined with the Xiliang Whip Technique, it has dominated the world for several years and remains in an unfailing position. You will definitely wonder why the No. 1 Whip of Xiliang in your hand was chopped off.
Stop it?"
Du Long's face was extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, don't talk nonsense here. Do you really think that since my whip can't get close to you, there is no other way to kill you?"
Lin Kun ignored Du Long at all, walked towards him, and said with a smile: "Xiliang's first whip is definitely a magic weapon in the world, but there are not only major sects but also masters in the Chinese arena.
Ranking, magic weapon also has a certain ranking
Okay, the Xiliang First Whip in your hand was originally a magical weapon, but it's a pity that this whip, which symbolizes justice, has been in your hand for too long, and it has been contaminated with a wisp of filth in your body and heart.
, that’s why it becomes so fragile, no..."
Lin Kun smiled: "You encountered the black and white ghost in my hand today. If it had been any other ordinary weapon, it would have been smashed to pieces by your silver whip."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Du Long's eyes widened with anger, "You arrogant little bastard, I will let you die by my hands today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Long was like a desperate beast, running towards Lin Kun. The half of the sideline in his hand started to shake again, and he sounded two whip whistles in mid-air, running towards Lin Kun.
Lin Kun's throat and chest were attacked by two vital points.
Lin Kun was still as calm as ever. He raised the black ghost in his left hand and the remaining half of the silver whip that came from the attack was immediately wrapped around it. Du Long's first reaction was to pull the whip back, and by the way, Lin Kun
The black ghost beast was taken away from his hand, so he raised his arms and shouted, the sound was like a roar, and a strong force started to pull...
Everyone around them was so shocked by Du Long's eardrums that their eardrums were numb. His sound was definitely comparable to the lion's roar of the Golden-haired Lion King in "The Legend of Dragon Slayer". It was so powerful that at least it had a few...
Very similar.
Du Long's writing power was already demonstrated when he grabbed the door of Shen's courtyard that was hit by a truck and flew in.
However, this time, when he used all his strength and vowed to snatch the black ghost animal from Lin Kun's hand, an accident happened.
Lin Kun's body suddenly leaned forward, but soon he regained his footing. The silver whip was wrapped around the black devil's body, and he could even hear the clear creaking sound, and the sound of the silver whip.
Sparks flew from rubbing against the nigger.
Du Long looked solemn and looked at Lin Kun in disbelief. He already held the handle of the whip with two hands, but Lin Kun only had one hand, and he still seemed to be able to do it with ease.
"Are you Qilin Arm?" Du Long said in a horrified tone...