Could it be that he regards himself as someone else?
Lin Wudao?
What a bad name.
It's not as good as my own Lin Wuming's trumpet, and it doesn't have any momentum at all.
"I'm not Lin Wudao." Lin Xiao's thought flashed through his mind, and then he smiled slightly and explained unhurriedly: "My name is Lin Wuming."
"Lin Wuming, he changed his name again. Even if he wanted to change it, he would just give it a try and change it to a completely different one. He just changed one word. Do you think we are all fools?" The leader locked eyes with Lin Xiao with a strong aura.
, sneered again and again.
The others also sneered and stared at Lin Xiao sideways.
"To be fair, you are indeed fools." Lin Xiao was a little helpless and said calmly.
Aren't they a bunch of fools?
They were looking for the wrong person, and they looked like they were swearing. They were the most outstanding fools in the world. Without a brain disease of a hundred years, it would be impossible to do such a thing.
Lin Xiao was telling the truth, but the other party thought that Lin Xiao was mocking them, and they all became furious.
"Do it!" the leader said angrily. Immediately, a tyrannical power burst out, pouring out like a mountain torrent, directly blasting towards Lin Xiao, trying to suppress Lin Xiao.
Auras erupted one after another, extremely powerful, as if they had reached the sixth and seventh levels, and directly locked Lin Xiao completely, like a dragnet.
Such an offensive was indeed very powerful, but it was nothing to Lin Xiao.
You know, Lin Xiao's current strength is at the tenth level, and even within the tenth level, he is relatively powerful.
"Stop!" A shout suddenly sounded, and immediately, a sword light swept across the sky, splitting the void in an instant, falling from the sky, and immediately landed in front of Lin Xiao, overwhelming the entire audience with extremely tyrannical sword power, directly resisting
The momentum of more than a dozen sixth-level and seventh-level powerhouses is here.
Eighth level!
The person who came was clearly an eighth-level strong man, and you could tell from the back that he was a woman.
Suddenly, more than a dozen people called themselves Lin Wudao, and then surrounded them and wanted to take action. When Lin Xiao was helpless and planned to fight back, another woman came, seemingly to protect herself.
No, to be precise, it should not be to protect yourself, but to protect the so-called "Lin Wudao".
For a moment, Lin Xiao withdrew the power that was about to explode and fell silent to see what kind of drama he was singing.
Lin Wudao!
"Who are you? Are you with Lin Wudao?" The leader of the seventh-level powerhouse stared at the sudden woman, his face darkened, his eyes were somewhat solemn, and he asked in a deep voice.
"Retreat now to survive, otherwise..." The woman's voice was extremely cold and stern. The silver-white long sword in her hand shook slightly, making a series of trembling sounds. The sound was so exciting that it spread out in waves.
The extremely tyrannical Sen Leng sword intent spread out and rushed directly towards more than a dozen sixth- and seventh-level powerhouses.
"We are going to take Lin Wudao's life." The seventh-level strongman felt the pressure of the tyrannical sword intent, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Death!" The extremely cold voice fell, and the silver-white sword light shone, and the sword cut through the air like a waning moon, slashing through everything, slashing out in an instant, splitting the void.
The power of this sword seems to have reached the peak level of the eighth level, infinitely close to the ninth level.
"Kill!" The seventh-level strong men suddenly shouted violently and started to attack one after another. The power of more than a dozen people working together was not inferior to that of the other party.
Lin Xiao's figure remained motionless, and any aftermath could not get close to him, but no one noticed this scene.
The battle was fierce, and the woman's swordsmanship was very superb. Even from Lin Xiao's perspective, each sword was extremely sharp, and it was a swordsmanship that pursued ultimate destruction. Under the terrifying swordsmanship, the first sixth-level swordsman was immediately killed.
Killed with one sword penetration.
The second one!
The third one!
The fierce and killing swordsmanship displayed by the tyrannical power of the eighth-level peak was extremely powerful. In a short time, most of the dozen or so sixth-level swordsmen were killed.
"Run away!" The face of the only seventh-level strong man changed drastically. He never expected that a dozen of his people would be defeated so easily. He shouted quickly, taking the lead and bursting out at extreme speed, and immediately escaped and flew back in an instant.
However, the sword light flashed in an instant, and the frost-cold river chased away in an instant, and the terrifying edge of coldness invaded.
"I am a member of the Wang family. If you kill me, the Wang family will not let you go..." Before he could finish speaking, the sword light had already drowned him out, killing him instantly.
Not long after, more than a dozen people who thought Lin Xiao was Lin Wudao and shouted to kill them were all killed so neatly that Lin Xiao almost clapped his hands and praised him as "not bad swordsmanship".
Immediately, I saw the woman turning around, a pair of cold eyes falling on Lin Xiao, carrying a lingering power after killing someone. If someone is not strong enough and has a strong will, his heart will tremble in an instant.
"Lin Wudao, come back with me now." The woman seemed to be thirty-four years old, with a cold and stern face. Lin Xiao could see the disgust in her eyes, but she still wanted to take him back.
.
"Where to go?" Lin Xiao asked.
"You have two choices. One, follow me back obediently, or two, have my legs broken and drag you back." The woman did not answer after hearing Lin Xiao's words. The disgust in her eyes seemed to become more and more obvious, and her voice
It also became more and more cold and severe.
Lin Xiao smiled. A mere eighth-level peak swordsman was indeed pretty good, but that was all. He actually threatened to break his legs.
Oh...no, it should be talking about the so-called Lin Wudao's legs.
"I'm not Lin Wudao." Lin Xiao said.
"The palace master wants to see you." A flash of ridicule flashed across the woman's face, as if she had seen through Lin Xiao's excuse, and she said coldly.
Lin Xiao thought about it and immediately agreed.
Why did you agree?
Because I was curious.
Tens of millions of miles, a long and slow journey, and you need to travel on foot. If you think of it as a kind of training, then it is reasonable to see something else on the way.
What's more, Lin Xiao is still quite curious about the so-called Lin Wudao. Is there really such a person?
Or is it some other reason?
"Does Lin Wudao look like me?" Lin Xiao was curious.
The woman set up a sword light and instantly caught Lin Xiao and flew across the sky. Lin Xiao did not resist and allowed the other party to lead her.
I always take others flying by myself, but this time it’s the other way around. It’s really a different feeling.
The sword light passed through the sky, flew across the sky, and kept flying forward. In about half an hour, it would land quickly, directly landing on a mountain peak. There was a complex of palaces on the mountain peak, scattered in an orderly manner.
The woman led Lin Xiao and quickly landed in front of the central hall. Without giving Lin Xiao any chance, she directly pulled Lin Xiao into the hall.
The main hall is spacious, jade-white, and filled with a hint of coldness.
Before entering the main hall, Lin Xiao vaguely caught a glimpse of the large characters on the plaque on the main hall.
Cold moon!
Hanyue Palace?
Palace lord?
So it’s Hanyue Palace?
"Palace Master, Lin Wudao has brought him back." The cold and stern woman said, her voice still cold and stern, but a little more respectful.
Lin Xiao immediately felt a cold gaze that seemed to penetrate the void and fall directly on him. There was an inexplicable power in that gaze, which made Lin Xiao feel a slight threat.
Level ten!
Lin Xiao immediately judged that the owner of that cold gaze was a tenth-level strong man.
"Stay back first." A cold voice sounded, containing a unique rhythm.
"Yes." The middle-aged woman lowered her head in response and quickly turned around and left.
After the woman left, Lin Xiao felt as if there was a ray of moonlight emerging in front of his eyes. Then, a white shadow appeared in front of him, sitting on the main seat of the hall, looking down from a high position.
The figure was covered in a moon-white gauze dress, and even wore a moon-white face scarf on his face. Only his forehead and eyes were exposed. Those eyes were cold and deep, as if reflecting the bright moon in the sky, and seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.
A pair of eyes fell on Lin Xiao's face, and the moment Lin Xiao looked at them, he had a strange feeling, as if he was about to be seen through.
However, it was just a feeling, and it was impossible to see through Lin Xiao. Under the protection of the Transforming Dragon Sword Intent, he could directly block the prying eyes contained in the other party's eyes.
Lin Xiao became more and more certain that this was a tenth-level powerful man.
But what does this tenth-level powerhouse want to do with him?
"You are not Lin Wudao." As Lin Xiao was thinking secretly, a cold and somewhat cold voice suddenly sounded, as if it was directly transmitted into his ears, making Lin Xiao slightly startled.
Finally met someone who knows the stuff?
"I am indeed not Lin Wudao." Lin Xiao admitted directly without any pretense.
"Since you are not Lin Wudao, why did you come to my Hanyue Palace?" The other party's expression did not change, and his eyes did not change much, but Lin Xiao could feel the coldness in the other party's voice getting stronger.
"Then you have to ask your subordinates." Lin Xiao smiled slowly, seemingly not feeling the pressure contained in the other person's words.
Level ten!
Everyone is at the tenth level. Although the other party feels a bit threatening to me, there is no real battle between strength and weakness, so how can you know.
"Who are you? What is your relationship with Lin Wudao?" The woman seemed to frown slightly, and then asked, the oppressive power in her words became stronger.
"My name is Lin Wu Ming." Lin Xiao announced his nickname in a hurry: "To be precise, my relationship with Lin Wudao is that our names differ by one word, but before that, I didn't hear
Having heard of the name Lin Wudao, I would like to ask, who is Lin Wudao?"
Lin Xiao is indeed very curious. So far, two waves of people have approached Lin Wudao, and they immediately thought that he was Lin Wudao.
"Could it be that Lin Wudao looks similar to me?" Lin Xiao asked again before the woman could respond.
"You and Lin Wudao are indeed very similar in appearance, and it is difficult for ordinary people to tell them apart." The woman's voice was still cold and she responded: "But you are not Lin Wudao. Lin Wudao never dared to look at me."
Lin Xiao suddenly realized that Lin Wudao was so cowardly, and that was why he was recognized by the other party.
I originally thought that this misunderstanding was going to continue, so it was over, and there was no need to continue to inquire.