Chapter 227: Master of the Lin Family

The snoring trembled like thunder, and seemed to contain energy, making the eardrums hum.
Almost at the same time as the sound was heard, Lin Yaowen's gun flew out and flew straight to the black shadow.
Moving objects?
Obviously not!
Ye Yetian's eyes narrowed, and he saw a white naked eye with an imperceptible silk thread wrapped around the muzzle, so the gun flew out.
Condensed into silk!
I'm a little bit funny, it seems that this uninvited guest is a master.
At this moment, a gunshot rang, and a hot daughter rubbed across Lin Yaowen's face door, wiping out a burn, which almost cost him his life. One of Lin's family members was unlucky, screamed, and was shot.
It happened so suddenly that everyone in the house didn't respond.
When Black Shadow stood still, everyone discovered that it was an old man in black, and Lin Yaowen's gun appeared in the hands of the old man in black. I saw this old man with dark hair and black pupils, long coat hunting, eyes like electricity, a body like the sea like a deep, refined and independent, proudly independent, incompatible with this dirty worldly. As soon as he appeared in the Assembly Hall, every corner of the invisible coercion filled every corner, and the Lin family was out of breath.
Suddenly, the old man's palms tightened, and the wooden handle of Colt's revolver shattered instantly, and most of the gun body made of pig iron was coagulated into a ball of iron.
This this……
So powerful, too powerful!
The audience is dead!
Lin family's eyes widened in the market, staring straight at the old man. Shocks and doubts can be seen in their eyes, shocked by the strength of the old man, doubted about the identity of the old man, whether it is enemy or friend.
In fact, when the old man shouted "My son stopped" just now, his identity was clearly revealed, and Lin family owner Lin Pojun.
However, everyone in the Lin family in the field was suspicious and seemed afraid to recognize each other.
Zhelin broke through the retreat for more than half a year. The image at the beginning of the retreat can be said to be completely different from the current image. At the beginning of the retreat, he was a twilight old man with white hair. The loess was buried at the root of his neck. Now he is at least 20 or 30 years younger. He has black hair and a lot of wrinkles. Compared with the young guy, Jingqishen is not hesitant to let go.
"Grandpa, are you?" Lin Zimo shouted first.
"Well, baby, you are wronged." Lin Pojun nodded.
Tears flow out of despair, Lin Zimo burst into tears.
Everyone in the Lin family was sure that the old man was Lin Pojun, the owner, ecstatic one by one, and there was a glow in his eyes.
Lin Lin's army was at the Lin's house, but there was no such thing as prestige. At the time of his retreat, the second master Lin Kaicheng tried to divide the Lin family and achieved results, but at this moment when he went out, the Lin family gathered again to him.
"Homeowner!"
"Homeowner!"
"Master, you are finally out of customs."
Uh ...
Lin Kaicheng, the second elder, was bitter, and bowed to Lin Pojun: "Congratulations to my brother for breaking through the realm and becoming the Grand Master. This is really a great blessing for my Lin family."
what?
Master of Huahua Realm?
The house owner broke through into the realm?
Everyone in the Lin family was shocked again, and they couldn't believe it.
How rare and powerful is Huanhuajing. If a family has a grandmaster sitting in it, it is tantamount to setting up a Dinghaishen needle, which can guarantee the family's century-old foundation.
Gao Linkaicheng saw the shadow of Huajing from his elder brother Lin Pojun. It was a terrifying and powerful breath that overtook all beings. His face was bitter and his heart was ashamed, knowing that his efforts for the past six months would be lost. If the elder brother did not break through the realm, he would dare to have the ambition of being a master of the house, and now he would not even think about it.
化 In the secular world, the huajing realm belongs to the extreme state of martial arts. Although the legend above still has the heavenly realm, due to the lack of Taoism in the secular world, almost no heavenly realm is born.
From the outside strength to the inside strength, through the second pulse of Ren Du, the physical body of the warrior will change for the first time, but this change is only a quantitative change. From the inner strength into the realm, the body's meridians are opened, the physical body will change from quantitative to qualitative changes, which can be said to be born and reborn, cutting hair and washing the pulp, and even the phenomenon of years going back and going back to old age. At this moment Lin Pojun is like this, his hair has turned from white to black, and he is a few decades younger, and his energy and energy are comparable to young people.
The master of martial arts can easily live to the age of more than one year, and the combat effectiveness is not diminished, so-called old and strong. Master Neijing can't do this. Old Neijing masters will decline in power with age, because their physical bodies have not changed.
Therefore, Huajing is a state that all martial arts are striving for, not only because of the powerful martial arts of Huajing, one person can overpower one side, but also because the physical body of this warrior will undergo metamorphosis, and the life span can be extended from as little as ten or eight years to as many as a few. ten years.
The heavenly realm above the transmutation realm involves the level of the Yuanshen. The life can be doubled, and it is not unusual to live to be two hundred years old. So there is another name for fairyland in heaven.
It is not easy for Zhelin to break through the army to repair the environment. In fact, he had the strength of strength before the retreat, but because of his advanced age, he rarely appeared on the rivers and lakes. He has always cultivated himself and sought to break through. The reason for his retreat this time was to break through the realm, thanks to his grandson Lin Yu's treasure medicine and the transmigration method that he brought out from the hidden gate Fenglei Valley.
At this moment, Lin Pojun suddenly appeared and saved his son Lin Yaowen's life. Facing the compliment of the second brother Lin Kaicheng, he snorted and seemed to have a lot of disdain and dissatisfaction with the second brother.
"I asked you to assist Yaowen to take care of Lin's family, and you will take care of it for me? If I leave the customs a few days later, my century-old foundation of Lin's family will not be destroyed in your hands!" Lin Pojun reprimanded sharply.
Gao Lin Kaicheng's old face was dark, and his head was lowered, "I am incapable of doing things, please punish my brother."
Everyone in Zhe Lin's family was not in the taste.
I was most ashamed of Lin Yaowen, and said, "Daddy ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I ..."
Before he finished speaking, he ushered in the rebuke of his old father Lin Pojun, almost shouting at him: "Shut up! You still have a face to call my dad? My Lin Jiaerlang only stood dead and didn't kneel down. What did I say to you before the retreat? It is a disgrace to my Lin family, to kill without amnesty! There are big disrespectful people, who slaughter their doors! Why do I have to commit suicide if I want to commit suicide? How can I rest assured Lin Jiajiye handed it over to you? "
"Dad, I ..., he .... Hey!" Lin Yaowen said in pain. Why didn't he follow the instructions of his father before the retreat, but this time his opponent was too strong and kicked on the iron plate.
天 Ye Tian snorted at this moment, disdaining: "Kill without amnesty, but the door is full! Your Lin family has a great tone. A small broken family dares to be so brazen, where's the confidence? Who gives you confidence?"
"Shut up! Whose little baby is so indifferent? I taught my family how can you speak?" Lin Pojun roared, his eyes glaring like a copper bell, his palms condensed, and then fiercely. In a throw, a blast of monstrous energy turned into countless white silk threads and flew out, just like the spider silk thrown by Spider-Man. Each silk thread was comparable to the toughest steel wire, wrapping a yellow rosewood a few meters away. The Eight Immortals table dragged and flew up, and smashed Ye Tian on the tiger leather seat.
Everyone in the Lin family looked stunned and stunned.
有些 Some of these seniors suddenly thought of a lost tradition in the Lin family.

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