The personal master of the beautiful president

"Today, I, Lin Bei, will send your Wan family to follow in the footsteps of the Wu family in southern Jiangsu!"

After Lin Bei finished his last word, an awe-inspiring killing intent gushed out from his body, instantly enveloping the audience.

Everyone's heart shrank at this moment, and a deep look of horror appeared in their eyes.

"This Lin Bei actually wants to slaughter the Wan Family!"

Everyone in the Wan family was stunned, and Lin Bei's words made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The Wan family's special fighters were like statues, standing there not daring to move, for fear that Lin Bei's flying sword would pass between their necks and decapitate their necks the next moment.

Xuan Yue clenched her right hand holding the wooden staff even tighter, the veins on the back of her hand were exposed, and the gleam of light in her cloudy old eyes kept flickering.

In the hall, once again fell into a brief silence at this moment.

Everyone was frightened by Lin Bei's words.

What is the status of the Wan family in the west of Beijing? That is the master of the west of Beijing!

Even the Ji family and the Ning family are slightly inferior.

Now, someone even said that they would slaughter all the families.If someone else had said this, they would have laughed their ass off, but no one would have believed it when Lin Bei said it.

Live and kill freely, kill decisively, destroy people everywhere, this is Mr. Jingbei Lin!

The Wu family, the richest man in southern Jiangsu, will end up provoking Lin Bei!
Wan Qingshan's lips were dry, and he couldn't say a word anymore. Even though he was quite deep in the city, he didn't know how to face Lin Bei, the god of death.

"Well, Mr. Lin..."

At this moment, a slightly old voice spoke.

Everyone turned their heads away, thinking to themselves: At this time, who else dares to speak casually, who is not afraid of touching Lin Bei's bad luck?
When they saw the person who spoke, everyone was stunned, because the person who spoke was not someone else, but Lou Fangge, a feudal official in Donghe Province.

Until this moment, this big man in charge of Donghe Province finally spoke for the first time.

Hearing Lou Fangge's words, Lin Bei put his sword behind his back and looked at him indifferently, "What do you have to say?"

It wasn't because of Lin Bei's attitude that he was dissatisfied in the slightest, but Lou Fangge said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lin, you have to forgive others, and you have already killed Wanjun of Wanjia and Bodhi Ling of Wanjia. tree, and killed Wan Pengda of the Wan family, it's time to stop."

"Stop?" Lin Bei pursed his lips into a smile, and looked at him questioningly, waiting for his next words.

"That's right, it's time to stop," Lou Fangge said solemnly: "Mr. Lin, the Grandmaster is indeed a transcendent existence in the major countries of the world, but he cannot completely ignore the rules of the mainland. Your way of taking life and death has already touched the It has reached the bottom line of this society. I sincerely advise you to stop as soon as possible."

"Hmph," Lin Bei snorted, Lin Bei's expression was indifferent, and the killing intent on his face remained undiminished, "Rules. I don't know the rules of this world, I only know my rules, and my rules are, Wanjia killed me I will use the lives of all of their families to be buried with them!"

Frowning slightly, Lou Fangge said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lin, I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with Zhang Yingzhe's death, how about this, I will ask Wanjia to pay you ten people of Zhang Yingzhe's level, how about letting it go? "

"Pay me?"

Hearing this, Lin Bei raised his head and laughed loudly like thunder.

"Whoosh!"

The Wuxiao Sword in his hand was shot out suddenly, firmly embedded in the ground, shooting out countless sparks.

I saw Lin Bei bowed his head, two divine lights shot out of his eyes, and shouted in a cold voice: "Compensation? Even if his ten thousand families add up, they are not as good as Zhang Yingzhe, what compensation will he get? The only one in the Wan family The method of compensation is to use the lives of everyone in their Wan family to compensate!"

Hearing Lin Bei's unceremonious words, Lou Fangge's face darkened slightly, and his eyes were covered with a layer of haze.

In front of Lin Bei, the god of killing, even he, the great official of the frontier, felt unprecedented pressure.

"Can you really stop?" Lou Fangge couldn't help but asked again.

He was answered by a sword sound.

I saw the Wuxiao sword suddenly shot out from the ground, circled the Tiangong hall twice, and passed by Wanjia's neck.

After everyone reacted, dozens of heads from the Wan family had already fallen to the ground.

The killing of Mr. Lin has begun!

"Kill him quickly!" The core members of the Wan family shouted at the top of their lungs at this moment.Before their words fell, a golden rainbow passed through their necks, and with a click, their heads fell to the ground.

That sentence just now became the last sentence they said in this life.

"Escape! Escape!"

Seeing the scene of dozens of heads gushing blood together, even the special soldiers couldn't help but throbbed when they saw it. They threw away the spears in their hands and rushed towards the gate frantically.

"Don't run! Don't run!" Seeing this scene, Wan Heng shouted anxiously. At this moment, Jin Hong pulled a burst of wind in midair, pierced his head precisely, and led him His body passed through a distance of more than ten meters, and he didn't fall until he hit the second person.

"Grandmaster Xuanyue, please save my Wanjia!"

Looking at those juniors from the Wan family who had nowhere to escape being hunted down by Lin Bei's flying sword, Wan Qingshan's eyes were tearing apart, and he bowed directly to the old man standing beside him.

Hearing Wan Qingshan's words, Xuanyue's expression froze immediately, and he glanced at the mighty Wuxiao Sword, with deep fear in his heart.

In the next moment, his footsteps flickered, and his figure suddenly shot towards the gate.

This master, who has been famous for decades, has been frightened by Lin Bei's god, and he dare not even fight, he just wants to escape!
"Xuanyue!"

Seeing this scene, Wan Qingshan's heart suddenly turned cold, and he shouted hysterically.

At this moment, the deadly flying sword suddenly crossed in front of him, Lin Bei drove the sword, and slashed horizontally, directly cutting Wan Qingshan into two sections.

The pillar of the Wan family, the legend of Jingxi, Wan Qingshan, die!

"Want to escape?"

After killing all the members of the Wan family, Lin Bei turned his head and glanced at the direction in which Xuan Yue was running away. Without saying a word, he stomped on the ground with his toes, and his figure shot out like a cannonball.He squeezed the sword formula in his mouth, and the Wuxiao Sword followed closely.

Jingxi, Jinghuang River.

A body stepped on the waves and ran wildly.

There are still many fishermen fishing in boats on the river. When they saw a figure walking on the water, they were so horrified that they almost lost their fishing nets.

"My darling, I didn't look blind, didn't I just run alone on the water?" A dark-skinned fisherman wiped his eyes and murmured in his heart.

"Shouldn't they be chasing you." Over there, Xuan Yue ran desperately, and he turned his head from time to time. When he saw that no one was chasing after him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"With my speed, no matter how strong Lin Bei is, he shouldn't be able to catch up." Xuan Yue coughed violently, clutching her chest.In order to escape for his life, he did not hesitate to burn the source of life at the cost of overdrawing the power of heaven to the extreme. With every step, he could jump hundreds of meters, and the speed was close to subsonic speed!
At this speed, even with the body of his master, he couldn't support it.

Just when Xuan Yue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard a sound of breaking wind suddenly coming from behind, and in the sound of breaking wind, there was also the sound of a sword cry!
The fishermen on the boat only felt two lights, one black and one white, flashing in front of their eyes. They were so shocked that they almost fell into the river, and their hands slipped, and the fishing nets in their hands were lost.

"How is it possible, how could he catch up!?"

Hearing that sound, Xuan Yue was frightened, but before he could think about it, his figure that had just jumped up was pierced by a golden light, and then fell vertically down the river.

On the rolling river, Lin Bei stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on a wave.His complexion was as pale as paper, but his figure was still tall and straight.

Looking at the figure that fell into the river from mid-air indifferently, Lin Bei's face was neither sad nor happy, he only heard him say leisurely: "Brother Zhang, I brought your obsession from Jingbei to Jingxi. The 380 and five members of the Wan family buried you with the lives of everyone in the Wan family. It is also worthy of your persuasion in Haijing and the name of this sword."

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On February 25, 380 in Huaguo, the Wanjia in the west of Beijing was bloodbathed by a flying sword. There were [-] five members of the family, and none of them survived.