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Chapter 835 Wash the neck, this young master is waiting to chop

Soon, ten minutes passed.

Zhan Xin shook his neck, then raised his hand, pointed at Uncle Ming, and said:

"Hey, the first ten minutes have passed. According to what I said before, you can come and die."

"ah?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

Then they reacted.

"No, no, Lord Ghost King, please spare my life!"

Uncle Ming fell to his knees on the ground with a plop and begged for mercy.

"If you don't want to die, take out the Crouching Dragon Fan and let me admire it. I will allow you to die in the next ten minutes."

Zhan Xin waved his hand, his tone unquestionable.

"Wolong fan..."

Uncle Ming was extremely troubled when he heard Zhan Xin's request.

Before coming over, the head of the family, Qian Dingji Wan, told him that the Wolong Fan must be handed over to Lin Tianyou personally.

Before the task is completed, the Wolong Fan cannot be snatched away by anyone.

Uncle Ming is afraid of death, but he has one advantage, that is, he keeps his promises.

After agreeing to the mission of the family leader, he must complete it even if he dies.

"Sorry, the Crouching Dragon Fan is not here with us. Please wait until the Ghost King Lin Shao comes over and ask him for it yourself."

Uncle Ming replied softly.

Anyone at the scene could hear the fear in Uncle Ming's words.

Because when Uncle Ming said this, his teeth chattered uncontrollably.

"Since you are unwilling to take it out, then well, your life belongs to me!"

Zhan Xin has always acted in a domineering manner. He glanced at Uncle Ming, who was trembling, raised his right palm, and with just a single movement, he was already behind Uncle Ming.

The soul power surges in the palm of the hand, and it hits the opponent's Tianling Cap directly.

"ah!"

When the servants behind him saw this, their expressions changed dramatically. Zhan Xin's palm was extremely fast, and the soul light on his hand was dazzling.

As long as it is patted, Uncle Ming's head will be completely smashed and completely destroyed.

And just when Zhan Xin was about to succeed, a slender finger suddenly poked out from the side and hit his wrist without warning.

Zhan Xin's whole body was shaken, and he felt as if his wrist was about to break, and the pain reached the bottom of his heart.

After taking a few steps back, Zhan Xin stabilized his body. When he looked at his wrist again, he saw it was covered in bruises!

He is a first-level ghost king. Who can beat his wrist like this with just one finger?

When he came back to his senses, his face was filled with horror and he couldn't help but look at Uncle Ming's side.

I saw a handsome young man with an arrogant face, putting one hand in his pocket and looking at him.

There was a hint of indifference in the young man's eyes.

Ling Xi, who was behind Zhan Xin, also recovered from his surprise.

She was extremely curious that in a small place like Hades City, someone could actually defeat Zhan Xin with one finger.

You should know that although Zhan Xin is only a first-level ghost king, she can make even her clan uncle Lingtian ghost king have scruples.

Could it be said that the person coming is a stronger person than Lingtian Ghost King?

"Who are you, Your Excellency, and why do you want to attack me?"

Zhan Xin's wrist trembled slightly. He had secretly used his soul power to treat it, but the pain in his wrist still did not subside.

Just this finger made him understand that the young man in front of him was an extremely powerful master, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear in his heart.

Lin Tianyou ignored Zhan Xin and moved his gaze to Uncle Ming, who was still kneeling on the ground.

He asked calmly:

"It should be the Ming family, right?

You said in the transmission notes before that someone is trying to steal my Wolong Fan, is it this bastard?"

After saying that, Lin Tianyou pointed at Zhan Xin.

The scene in front of them was so sudden that everyone in the Ming family was stunned.

Immediately, Uncle Ming realized that, as expected, this young man should be Lin Tianyou, the Ghost-hunting Dragon King mentioned by the head of the Mingluo family!

"Meet Mr. Lin, I am the servant sent by the Mingluo family to give Wolong Fan!"

Uncle Ming was overjoyed and kowtowed hard to Lin Tianyou.

The servants behind him also followed suit and knelt down one after another.

Before, they had always thought that Lin Tianyou did not dare to come over. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, this young man still appeared.

To them, this is no less than a drowning person suddenly grabbing a life-saving straw.

"I'm asking you something!"

Lin Tianyou waved his hand and said impatiently.

"Yes, yes, this is the Ghost King. He said he wanted to steal your Crouching Dragon Fan, and he also spoke rudely to you, saying he would make you kneel down!"

Uncle Ming quickly answered.

He also said all the disrespectful words Zhan Xin had towards Lin Tianyou before.

"Well, you guys get up."

Lin Tianyou nodded and motioned for these people to get up.

But Uncle Ming and others had already been so frightened that their legs were weak and they could not stand up at all.

So I continued to kneel where I was.

Lin Tianyou ignored them and looked at Zhan Xin again.

"Boy, I'll give you two minutes to wash your neck. I'll chop it up later!"

Lin Tianyou's voice was not loud, as if he was talking to himself, but everyone present heard it clearly.

"What did you say?"

Zhan Xin looked surprised.

He has been in the underworld for so long and has never heard such arrogant words.

No matter where he is, others only praise and flatter him.

Even some of the second-rate family members in Dragon Scale City would not despise him so much.

But now, he was despised by a little ghost king in the underworld.

Asking him to wash his neck and wait, it is obvious that he is not taken seriously.

He was so angry inside that if his wrist wasn't still hurting, he would have slapped this guy to death.

"Zhan Xin's strength is not considered a genius in Dragon Scale City, but in Hades City, it is a terrifying existence that everyone needs to look up to.

I thought I would never encounter an opponent in such a quiet place.

Unexpectedly, on the contrary, I would encounter an equally matched opponent so quickly.

This boy seems to be very young, probably no more than twenty years old.

Is he, like Zhan Xin, also a ghost king in the first realm?"

Ling Xi opened his beautiful eyes and looked at Lin Tianyou's whole body, his eyes full of curiosity.

If Zhan Xin can suffer a loss, this young man is quite capable.

"Young Master Lin is really too crazy. Anyway, the Crouching Dragon Fan has not been robbed. Why don't we all take a step back and resolve this matter."

When Uncle Ming saw Zhan Xin's anger, he couldn't help but start to feel worried.

Lin Tianyou was very happy to be able to defeat Zhan Xin, but when he thought about it carefully, there was a hint of a sneak attack in it.

If you fight head-on, you may not be able to take advantage of the opponent at all.

What's more, Zhan Xin's words and deeds are all filled with disdain for Xiao Chengchi.

It shows that this is a big city.

If he really makes the other party angry, it will not end well for Lin Tianyou.

"Are you deaf?

I told you to give you two minutes to wash your neck, but I will take care of your head!"

Uncle Ming was afraid of Zhan Xin, but Lin Tianyou was not afraid at all.

No matter what the identity of the other party is or what the backing of the other party is, if you provoke Lin Tianyou, you will only end up dead, and even gods can't save you.

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