Peerless Emperor Summoning System

Although Lin Cang has recovered, and his strength has been greatly improved.

However, under Ye Motian's suggestion, he still pretended to be sick and was wheeled towards the training ground.

Seeing Lin Cang's sickly appearance, everyone in the second line of the Lin family gloated.

However, the other party is the head of the family after all, and most people still dare not speak out easily.

Not all of them are, however.

As the head of the family, he dared to offend the Eighth Prince regardless of his family's life or death.

Why didn't he die?

You are alive, it is our family's trouble.

Suddenly, a very harsh voice sounded.

Ye Motian and the others frowned.

He looked in the direction where the voice came from.

But I saw a group of people coming triumphantly.

The person who spoke was actually a young man in his twenties, whose cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Qi Martial Realm.

He's in his twenties, with only this little cultivation, he's really an idiot.

People who don't know how to self-reflect, but still dare to talk nonsense, usually have backgrounds.

And his backing is his father, the second master of the Lin family, and the three elders of the Lin family.

Hey, young master Lin Ba is amazing, so he dares to say such things.

It seems that there is no problem in seizing the position of Patriarch this time.

Everyone secretly smiled.

Since Lin Ba dared to say that, it must be supported by people from the Eighth Prince.

Lin Ba, you dare to say it again!

Lin Feng looked at Lin Ba indifferently, with a cold killing intent in his eyes.

His father was wounded by the eighth prince's men in order to prevent the Lin family from being annexed by the Nie family.

Now these people not only have no sympathy and gratitude, but they are worse.

Talking so badly.

After all, Lin Ba's cultivation base was too low. Facing Lin Feng who was now at the fourth level of Soul Martial Realm, he was so frightened that he trembled all over.

The mouth opened, but after all, no words came out.

Lin Feng, I want to see how long you can go crazy.

At this time, Lin Ba's father, Lin Yun, sneered and said, Your father's position as the head of the family can be regarded as the end.

Really? I don't think so.

Lin Feng smiled lightly, with Ye Motian around, he was full of confidence.

The masters sent by the Eighth Prince are nothing more than sixth-level Soul Martial Realm fighters.

After being supported by the fourth prince, his father not only recovered from his injuries.

And the strength also surpassed that master.

Now in Black Marsh City, except for the fourth prince and his subordinates, no one can provoke their father and son.

On the huge martial arts arena, nearly ten thousand people from the Lin family in Black Marsh City gathered here.

On the high platform, all the senior members of the Lin family were sitting there.

In addition to the Patriarch and the three elders, there are also seven brothers of the Patriarch.

But the real threat to the power of the Patriarch Lin Cang is the three elders and the second child of the Lin family.

Three elders, Lin Cang offended His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince and almost brought disaster to our Lin family.

He is clearly no longer qualified to be our Patriarch.

Even the Lin family is not qualified to do it.

I propose to abolish Lin Cang and his son's cultivation, drive them out of the Lin family, and let them fend for themselves!

Lin Yun, the second child of the Lin family, stood up, cupped his hands towards the elders' seat, and said.

Before the clan meeting started, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Joke, there is not only one Eighth Prince in Chiyang Kingdom!

Even if my father and son offend the eighth prince, if we find a new backer for the Lin family.

The Lin family can also prosper.

Lin Feng looked at Lin Yundao indifferently.

Oh? What kind of backing did you find?

Lin Yun sneered.

Naturally, everyone, the young man next to me is His Royal Highness Ye Motian, the Fourth Prince of Chiyang Kingdom!

With him as the backer of my Lin family, my Lin family will surely prosper.

Lin Feng continued.

Fourth prince?

Hearing Lin Feng's words, everyone in the Lin family had weird expressions.

Lin Yun was even more furious and said: The fourth prince, Ye Motian, has long been a useless person.

Thanks to you being able to speak out, you actually wanted him to be my Lin family's backer.

Unreasonable!

Wonder?

Ye Motian stood up and said with a smile: Then what if I, a cripple, defeat you today?

Ye Motian, you are not serving your sentence in the Black Swamp, yet you dare to come to the Black Swamp City to bluff.

If you were an ordinary person, you might be really afraid of you.

But we won't.

Lin Yun sneered, and said to Lin Ba beside him, Son, I will leave that trash to you.

Drive him out of the Lin family.

To prevent my Lin family from being questioned by the court.

The child obeys.

Lin Ba, who was at the seventh level of Qi Martial Realm, jumped onto the stage, pointed at Ye Motian's nose and yelled: Come on, waste prince, today I will completely finish you trash for His Highness the Eighth Prince.

My lord, I'm going to kill him.

Haruno Sakura's expression turned ugly.

For a tiny ant to dare to slander her lord like this is simply beyond her control.

No need, this kind of waste, just force a little experience, dealing with him is a waste of energy.

Ye Motian looked at Lin Ba contemptuously, took out the Barrett sniper, and shot it.

This shot directly hit Lin Ba's leg.

Want to completely control the Lin family.

You have to be ruthless.

Why are these people afraid of the Eighth Prince?

It is because the Eighth Prince is ruthless and fierce enough.

Moreover, as a prince, if he is pointed at his nose and scolded, how can he not kill the chicken to make an example to the monkey?

Seeing Lin Ba fell to the ground, he moaned in pain.

The audience fell silent for an instant.

After a while, Lin Yun rushed onto the stage: My child! What's wrong with you, child?

It hurts! It hurts, father!

Lin Ba cried.

Well, you Ye Motian, do you think you can do whatever you want if you get a magic weapon?

Lin Yun looked at Ye Motian ferociously and roared: If you have the ability, do you dare to fight me without a magic weapon?

Do you think the prince will be afraid of you?

What if Prince Ben wins?

Ye Motian said coldly.

If you win, I will no longer interfere with the Patriarch's decision.

Even if the entire Lin family surrenders to you, I will not refuse.

Lin Yun said.

Okay, you have to remember your own words, otherwise you will deceive the prince and die!

Ye Motian walked onto the stage, hooked his hands at Lin Yun and said, Come on.

Lin Yun's cultivation is at the third level of the Soul Martial Realm.

Ye Motian is at the fifth level of the Soul Martial Realm, and his actual combat strength has reached the seventh level of the Soul Martial Realm.

Much stronger than Lin Yun.

Even without Barrett's big sniper, he is still sure of winning.

kill!

Lin Yun roared angrily, and the sword at his waist was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed for a while.

The icy light was like a silver dragon attacking Ye Motian.

Ye Motian sneered.

His hands suddenly turned red.

Then, in front of everyone, he shook Lin Yun's sword with the palm of his flesh.

Click!

With the sound of the blade shattering, Lin Yun was also directly shot down to the bottom of the ring.

Ding! Defeat a third-level Soul Martial Realm warrior alone, or experience value 30.

Sure enough, not only killing, defeating can also gain experience.

Are you convinced!

Ye Motian stood there with his hands behind his back, like an emperor, looking indifferently at Lin Yun who fell on the ground, and asked loudly.