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Chapter 1783 Mu Lao

Boom! Finally, the terrifying sword light and the huge palm finally met fiercely in mid-air.

The power contained in the palm of his hand was so powerful that it was like a cosmic starry sky pressing down on him. No matter how sharp Lin Han's sword energy was, he could not withstand it.

Finally, Lin Han suddenly felt an overwhelming force coming towards him. He couldn't help but his face turned pale, and his body flew out, hitting a low mountain so hard that it collapsed in an instant.

The huge pain made him grit his teeth and his face was a little distorted.

However, Lin Shuaiqi was not without trouble. The sword light of the Bloodfall Emperor Sword was so sharp that it still broke through his majestic palm force, leaving a blood mark in his palm.

It was just a small one, but it was a shocking thing for Lin Shuaiqiao.

Seeing this scene, many people gasped, secretly thinking that Lin Han was a pervert.

There was also a dark anger in Lin Shuaiqi's eyes. Being hurt by Lin Han was a huge shame.

"No one can save you today, I will beat you to pieces."

After saying that, he sullenly slapped a palm again. The momentum of this palm was more fierce than before. The endless power of the stars in the universe hung down from the sky and was condensed in the palm power.

At first glance, this palm seems to have punched out a vast starry sky, giving people a feeling of vastness and insignificance as small as an ant.

Zhao Cunshan, Zhao Mengjie, Mr. Zhao and others also changed their colors. Lin Shuaiqi had just hit Lin Han seriously with a casual blow, and now he struck with hatred, and this palm was even more powerful.

No matter what, Lin Han couldn't stop him.

This made a chill appear in their hearts. Is Lin Han really going to die?

The most important thing is that Lin Shuaiqi's momentum is too strong, even if they go up, it will be of no use.

This made them all nervous.

If we talk about who is happiest, it must be Zhao Youbin. Lin Han killed Zhao Tian, ​​and he originally felt that it was difficult to find a chance to take revenge.

At this moment, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

Lin Han's death in the hands of Lin Shuaiqi was what he wanted to see most.

...Under the nervous gazes of everyone, Lin Shuaiqi's big hand got closer and closer to Lin Han.

Lin Han is now like an ant being beaten to death by a piece of sky.

At this time, Lin Han couldn't help but grit his teeth fiercely, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

Under the blow just now, he indeed suffered serious internal injuries. It felt as if all the internal organs in his body had been displaced. It was so uncomfortable that he felt like breathing was tearing apart.

Now this palm gave him an even greater sense of haze, and even if he tried all his cards, he probably wouldn't be able to resist it. After all, when the level gap reaches a certain point, some external things no longer work.

There was a trace of bitterness in the corner of his mouth. Did he really have to confess here today?

"stop!"

However, at this moment, a cold shout came over.

Then, an old man's figure suddenly appeared in the sky. He was wearing a red robe and had a strong aura. He slapped his palm and with a bang, a vigorous force burst out. Lin Shuaiqi's palm force

It was immediately resolved.

The force was so powerful that Lin Shuaiqi couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"This is... Mu Lao?"

Many of the patriarchs of the Outer Line family couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this old man, and then they all stood up and saluted the old man.

This is an elder among the Nine Immortals, and his status is much stronger than that of the old man in green robe.

The old man in green robe is just a deacon.

The old man in green robe also stood up and respectfully shouted "Mulao".

Lin Han was startled, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes. He and Mu Lao had no intersection, so why did the other party want to save him?

For some reason, he had a strange intuition in his heart. It seemed that he and the old man in red robe had a certain blood relationship and felt a certain intimacy.

"Mulao, what do you mean, why did you attack me because of an outsider?"

Lin Shuaiqi also frowned and said in confusion.

In this collision, he also suffered some internal injuries, and his face looked slightly pale.

No matter how strong he is, he cannot be a match for the elders of the clan.

"This is an external competition. You are a genius from the core group. Why do you want to get involved here? Aren't you afraid that word will spread and others will say that we are using our power to suppress others?"

Mu Lao looked a little majestic and shouted in a deep voice.

Lin Shuaiqi's face twitched and he said nothing.

"What's more, do you know who he is?"

Mu Lao glanced at Lin Han, with a complicated look in his eyes, and then said coldly to Lin Shuaiqi.

"who is it?"

Lin Shuaiqi frowned and looked at Lin Han carefully.

He was surprised to find that there was a familiar smell between Lin Han's brows.

It seems very much like a person, a person who is regarded as a sinner by the Nine Immortals.

"She is Miss Saint's son from the lower world, Lin Han."

Mu Lao sighed.

"What?"

"Wow!"

There was an uproar all around.

Many people had a look of deep shock in their eyes.

The Saintess is a woman among the Nine Immortals, one person is inferior to ten thousand people.

The luck of the Nine Immortals Clan is condensed in each saint's body, and she is like carrying a dazzling divine ring, making people in the eighteen realms of the immortal world extremely respectful.

Every woman from the Nine Immortals Clan will regard it as an honor to be a saint.

But the Saint has a heavy price to pay. She must not be emotional, marry or have children in this life.

The saint of the Nine Immortals Clan is none other than Lin Xiaoyi.

Unfortunately, decades ago, she practiced a certain skill and was transformed into a mortal. She actually fell in love with the emperor of the Guli Dynasty, became a queen, and gave birth to a son.

After her calamity was completed, she ascended to the immortal world and regained her strength, the Nine Immortals were naturally furious.

In the end, she was imprisoned under the "Demon Suppression Tower" and was tempered by thunder and fire every day.

This matter is not a secret to the Nine Immortals Realm, many people know about it.

But no one dared to discuss it.

So, Lin Han is Lin Xiaoyi’s son?

This scares many people.

"Is he Lin Han?

That bastard?"

When Lin Shuaiqi heard this, his eyes also exuded a terrifying murderous light.

Lin Xiaoyi's incident is a shame to the entire Nine Immortals Clan.

Lin Han, this evil son, should never have been born.

Now Lin Han dared to come to the Nine Immortals Clan in person. He felt that this was provoking the majesty of the Nine Immortals Clan.

"You are the evil beast."

Lin Han smiled and said with firm eyes.

When he came here, he had no intention of hiding anything. He was going to face everything as Lin Xiaoyi's son.

Hearing about his mother, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

I don't know how my mother is doing now.

In the Demon Suppressing Tower, he suffered every day, and just thinking about it made him a little heartbroken.

Lin Shuaishuai gritted his teeth, wanting to get rid of this scoundrel.

But knowing that Mu Lao was there, it was impossible for him to take action.

After all, a few months ago, the Nine Immortals Clan paid attention to Lin Han in the Great Thousand Realm.

There are even more senior people in the clan who want to give Lin Han a chance to participate in the Nine Immortal Clan's Immortal Vein Competition. If he can win, he will be allowed to meet Lin Xiaoyi.

Now it was obvious that Lin Han was here to answer the appointment.


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