My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

Then I felt a huge force drop.

The strength of this force has reached an indescribable level.

Gradually, his consciousness became blurred, and he finally died inside the city wall.

Everyone turned pale with fright.

They were not afraid of Lin Xiang, but they were afraid of being angered by the old man.

Fang Juan stammered and said:

"This this."

She didn't expect Lin Xiang to directly kill Lingnan Shizi.

This is the next generation of Lingnan King!

What will happen next, I dare not imagine.

Lin Xiang glanced at everyone present, including the four heads of Weibei Land, seeing how scared they all looked, he sneered.

Of course, Cangjianshan and his gang were an exception. Although they were afraid, they still stood firm by Lin Xiang's side.

They have completely turned to Lin Xiang, keeping a distance now, isn't it courting death?

Lin Xiang glanced at the corpses of Lingnan Wang Shizi and the half-step Nascent Soul again, and had no desire to touch the corpses at all.

Then he went into the city on his own.

Under the leadership of the master, the disciples of Cangjian Mountain hurriedly followed.

The heads of the remaining three factions looked at each other, and finally decided to remain neutral.

Lingnan Palace.

It's not something that a mere sect of them can resist.

After Fang Juan watched Lin Xiang leave, she hurried into the city to report to her father.

This matter is too big.

It must be his father.

As for Lin Xiang, she could no longer care about it.

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Inside the first auction, Fang Juan was kneeling tremblingly with blood hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"Father. I didn't expect that Yin God Lin Xiang would actually kill the Prince of Lingnan."

"The Yang God of the land of Wei River conferred by the imperial court is the fourth Lingnan King, who was also killed by him. Let me ask you, do you think he dares? They have already had a sworn feud, and you still let that lifeless The son of the world is doing something wrong."

Only now did Fang Juan remember that Li Chongyang, the Yang God of the Weishui Land, was also killed by Lin Xiang.

They already had a sworn feud.

Naturally, there will be no scruples in doing it.

Chapter 177

"Dad. I didn't expect that."

"Hey! If you die, die! This matter has nothing to do with us, if you want to fight, let them fight."

"There is one more thing. When the Yin God Lin Xiang made a move, that phantom appeared."

"What? It's Li Jianghe? Then how could he kill the prince of Lingnan?"

"Yin God Lin Xiang smashed the phantom with just one punch."

"Suck! He really took that step."

Fang Juan didn't understand which step she took, but asked her more concerned things:

"Father, have we canceled the seat of the Yin God Lin Xiang?"

"No. None of us will offend them. No one dares to do anything with us. Once we do, we will be suppressed by all the Nascent Souls. Therefore, our auction will not be disturbed."

"Father is wise. After we finish the auction, they can fight as much as they want. Maybe we can fish in troubled waters and get some benefits in the first auction."

"Hahaha!"

It can be seen from this that their father and daughter have brought out the shrewdness of businessmen to the fullest, and it can also be said that they are the same breed, full of flowers.

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now:

Lin Xiang was sitting in the inn, holding the answer sheets of the disciples of Hidden Sword Mountain in his hand.

He didn't expect the speed to be so fast.

Then he quickly picked out [-] copies from hundreds of copies and handed them over to the head of Cangjian Mountain:

"Just these people!"

"Yes."

The head of Cangjian Mountain carefully took the thirty papers.

"You guys should leave first tonight! Don't hurt me by making a move. When I return to the Yin Temple, you will send those who are willing to come. Before that, there is still a chance to repent."

"They are all willing to be local officials under Master Yin."

Lin Xiang didn't want to listen to these empty words, so he waved his hands impatiently.

The head of Hidden Sword Mountain then slowly exited Lin Xiang's room, took his disciples away from the companion all night, and returned to the mountain gate.

After they left, Lin Xiang closed his eyes and rested his mind, but heard a familiar voice.

It turned out to be a ruthless teacher.

Coincidentally, they also lived in this inn, and Lin Xiang immediately showed a faint smile.