Vol 3 Chapter 1288: Lin Jian please fight!

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"dead!"
Panasonic's dry belt faced Zhang Guifeng's fierce blow, but did not hide or scream, shouted, suddenly pulled out the waist of the samurai sword, suddenly clear sky and a fierce flash.
Hey!
The people have not yet seen what happened, and the Panasonic strap has already brought the samurai sword into the sheath and scorned a smile.
"Huaxia Wushu, all waste!"
As the voice of Panasonic's dead belt fell, the opposite Zhang Guifeng suddenly slammed and fell to the ground, a stream of blood ran down his forehead, his eyes with deep unwillingness, died of extinction!
"嘶~"
This time, all the people at the various sects who were present were all shocked.
"Zhang Zhangmen actually died, and was killed by the little devil!"
"How is this possible! Zhang Zhangmen is the middle of Jindan, how can I not even pick up a move!"
"Made, this little devil is too damn!"
Everyone was shocked and scared. No one had thought that this Panasonic belt would be so powerful, and it would be a direct knife to kill Zhang Guifeng.
Lin Hai just returned to his seat. When he saw this scene, he was suddenly shocked and eclipsed, and his heart was annoyed.
"grass!"
Lin Hai couldn't help but sneak a sigh. He thought that Zhang Guifeng and this Panasonic glutinous belt were all in the middle of Jindan. The strength was quite equal. Even if Zhang Guifeng was not able to lose it, he could retreat from the whole body, so he did not care.
I can't think about it. I didn't pay attention to myself. Even Zhang Guifeng was directly smashed by the Panasonic, and even if he wanted to save, it was too late.
"What a pity!"
Lin Hai secretly blames himself, Zhang Guifeng is also a generation of heads, can take the initiative to stand up against the enemy, which is a man, Lin Hai impressed him very well, but did not want to drink and hate on the spot, death is not eye-catching!
"Who else, come and die!"
Panasonic had a shackled face with a slap in the face, and looked at the gates with contempt, with a scornful smile on his face.
"I will come to you!"
When the voice of Panasonic was withered, someone suddenly screamed and several flashes came to the front.
"Lin Zongzhu, in the next hegemonic lord, Lei Leopard, willing to annihilate this thief, revenge for Zhang Zhangmen!"
Lin Hai looked at Lei Leopard, but also in the middle of Jindan, and with a violent force on his body, the practice should be a relatively strong practice.
"Lei Zongzhu, be careful!"
Lin Hai brows slightly wrinkled and nodded.
"Yeah!" Leibao promised, and turned to face the Panasonic dead belt, killing the plane and shooting.
"The paralyzed little devil, here is not where you are wild, see grandfather "gansini"!"
Said, Leopard screamed like a thunder, and the body suddenly leaped, like a wild beast, fiercely rushing toward the Panasonic strap.
The Panasonic belt has a taunting color, and it is very cold and disdainful.
"Stupid Chinese people, looking for a dead end!"
Hey!
Suddenly, the flash of lightning smashed the sky, and the Panasonic slinged waist katana was again sheathed!
At the same time, Lin Hai's eyes jerked fiercely, and the fists could not help but clench.
Before because of not paying attention, Zhang Guifeng was on the spot. This time Lin Hai can never watch Lei Leopard also have an accident. If Lei Leopard can't escape, Lin Hai will immediately shoot him and save him.
"open!"
Just listening to a break in the air, Lei Leopard's fist, turned out to be like a burning fireball, and the flash in the sky, crazy collision.
boom!
A loud bang came out, and the thunder and leopard's body suddenly threw away behind him. It flew straight out of the ground for more than ten meters before landing. The body was stunned, his face was pale, and his right fist was above, and there was a faint answer. Obviously, in the previous match, I was already injured.
However, Panasonic's dry belt is also not good, the foot is under the impact of the retrograde twenty-three steps, the blood tumbling, and looked up at the Leopard, could not help but scream.
"Oh, gossip, rely on brute-force waste!"
"I am going to you, I am a fist to kill you!" Lei Bao heard the sudden anger, and rushed forward to launch an attack, but was flashed by Lin Hai figure, stopped.
"Lei Zongzhu, these people are coming to my Haiyuezong to make trouble, you can take the lead, my Lin Haixin led, but the next thing, still hand it to me Haiyue Zong!"
Lin Haifu with sincerity, nodded to the Leopard, just that trick, although seemingly evenly matched, but Lin Hai has concluded that Lei Bao is not an opponent of Panasonic.
In the current situation, Lei Leopard is not defeated. If it is played again, I am afraid it will hurt the face. "Haha, Lin Zongzhu, Lao Lei, I listen to you! Then please Haiyuezong's disciple, teach this arrogant bastard!" Although Leopard looks rough, but can be the master of one, it is ordinary The person, Lin Hai’s meaning, he naturally understands that although he is unwilling, he is not as good as a person.
Squat down the slope.
After the Leopard stepped down, Lin Hai sent a fist to the various gates that were ready to move.
"Lin Hai thanked my friends for the sake of my Haiyue Zong, but today is the opening ceremony of my Haiyuezong. This group of people is provoked by the door. Naturally, it should be handled by my Haiyuezong. The next thing, please hand it to Haiyue. Zong treatment, Lin will not let everyone down!"
Lin Hai said that he had thought about the sectarian heads of the stage, and immediately suppressed his anger and stopped.
"Lin Zongzhu, can't be cheaper!"
"Also ask Lin Zongzhu to take revenge for the dead Zhang Guifeng!"
"Please ask the Haiyue religious training for these foreigners who don't know how to be tall!"
"Lin Zongzhu, Haiyue Zong, please fight for this in Huaxiamen!"
Looking at the many martial art people who were filled with indignation, Lin Hai smiled lightly, and then his eyes were cold.
"Please rest assured that Haiyue Zong will teach them to be human!"
After that, Lin Hai slowly turned around and looked at the Panasonic lap with a look and scorned a smile.
Just about to kill him, suddenly a slightly thin figure, came out from Haiyuezong disciples.
"The sovereign, the intelligence master, Lin Jian, please fight!"
Hey!
Lin Jian’s words were exported, and everyone’s eyes were all looking towards Lin Jian.
I saw that Lin Jian was thin and thin, and his face was cold. There was a fierce murder between the two eyebrows. Standing there was like a sword with a scabbard.

This is the intelligence master of one of the four halls of Haiyuezong?

"I don't think it's so young, it looks like it's in its early twenties?"
"It seems that Haiyue Zonglin is strong, but the sectarian strength is general. This lord is not even a Jindan person, it is a fake Dan!"
The heads of some sects can't help but secretly shake their heads. Although Lin Jian is so young and able to reach the realm of fake Dan, it is also a genius, but it is not a joke to come out and fight against Panasonic.
Although the Panasonic dead wood is annoying, but the cultivation is unambiguous, even the head of the Huashan School in the middle of Jindan is smashed under the knife. What is the difference between a fake Dan and a death?
Lin Hai is also a glimpse, slightly surprised to see Lin Jian, apparently did not expect Lin Jian will stand up.
"You think about it?" Lin Hai asked faintly.
"Lin Jian will kill!"
Lin Jian’s answer was powerful and simple. There was no nonsense, but the people present were shaking their heads.
"This cousin is still young and frivolous. Some achievements are not known to be high and thick, and they are floating."
A fake Dan, so arrogant, threatened in front of everyone, will kill the Panasonic Panasonic belt in the late Jin Dan, this spurt to blow up the sky.
However, Lin Hai did not have a deep look at Lin Jian, although I did not know why Lin Jian was so confident, but slowly nodded and chose to believe Lin Jian.
"Go, be careful!" "Yes!" Lin Jian took a fist toward Lin Hai, then suddenly turned around, his eyes like a sword, falling on the Panasonic's dead belt.