Chapter 603

"I, I am He Sanjin, from Shen Fenggu." He Sanjin panted and said, "Lin Yin! You, who are you?"

He Sanjin is the old man of the Xu family, a top expert invited from the hermit circle, with the strength of the top list.

In the secular world, it is basically possible to walk sideways by force.

At that moment just now, he still wanted to sneak attack and hold Ye Hei back.

But I never thought that Lin Yin's fighting power would be so terrifying. When he was close to him, a furious blow almost shattered his meridians...

"Shen Fenggu?" Lin Yin remained expressionless.

He has heard a little about this hidden force, there are not many members, but all of them are masters, and they are famous for their hard work.

"Just relying on you bunch of chickens and dogs? Do you dare to assassinate me?" Lin Yin coldly glanced at Musashi Twelve Lang and the three of them, with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"furious!"

Musashi Twelve Lang jumped into a rage, and with a flick of his big hand, sharp hidden weapons flew out from his sleeves, killing like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

boom!

With a wave of Lin Yin's hand, a terrifying gale blasted out, crushing hidden metal weapons into ashes in the air, and falling to the ground with a clatter.

At this moment, two sharp sword lights swung over his head.

Musashi Twelve Lang and the Korean man were already close, and their movements were so fast that it was unbelievable.

One wields a knife, and the other swings a soft sword that transmits silver light.

Ding! when!

Lin Yin stretched out his arms like a peng, first grabbed the chrysanthemum-patterned sword in Musashi Twelve Lang's hand, and then grabbed the soft sword stabbed by the Korean.

Then, through the sword, Li Jin forcibly restrained the two people with internal force.

Musashi Twelve Lang and Gao Liren, their bodies were stiff in place, their faces changed drastically, their foreheads were sweating, and their bones made crackling sounds, as if they were bearing the force of Mount Tai.

The soft sword and the chrysanthemum knife were buzzing and trembling.

Lin Yin's expression was stern, his arms shook, and with a bang, the two were sent flying into the air.

Shhh.

Seeing that the two Musashi Twelve Langs were sent flying by the shock, they turned around in mid-air and came back, the sharp saber light slashing down on their heads.

Lin Yin frowned slightly, and hastily twisted her fingers to clamp the blade, when a cool wind suddenly came from behind her.

The Korean man had already circled behind his back like a ghost, and a soft sword stabbed straight at the back of his spine.

Hearing the sound of the wind, Lin Yin didn't change his face, and stretched out his backhand, and with a click, he grabbed the edge of the sword abruptly.

But at this moment, it seemed that the force had miscalculated, the Korean flicked his wrist, and the soft sword swam like a poisonous snake, and the blade slid fiercely from Lin Yin's wrist.

Tear!

The cuffs of the shirt shattered instantly.

Lin Yin's face was slightly moved, his figure twisted, and he waved his hands with two furious palms.

Boom! Boom!

Two thunderous muffled sounds.

The three of them faced each other with their palms facing each other, and the violent wind swept through the entire tunnel, the concrete walls shattered, and the rubble flew in all directions, as if they were about to collapse.

After taking over, Musashi Twelve Lang and Gao Liren were pushed back tens of meters away. The two of them fell heavily on the wall and turned over to recover.

As for Lin Yin, his figure also took several steps back, and the rhythm of his breath was not as stable as before...

"En? Lin Yin's stamina is exhausted?" Musashi Twelve Lang's eyes flickered, his face was slightly happy, and he glanced at the Korean.

There was a sharp light in the eyes of the Koreans. Nod slightly.

They noticed that Lin Yin's strength was far from being as terrifying and powerful as the beginning...

Not an overwhelming force.

This is the opportunity for the two of them to kill Lin Yin.

"This is……"

Lin Yin's eyes were deep, looking at the deep bloodstains on his wrists drawn by the soft sword, he muttered to himself.

At the time of its heyday, it was absolutely impossible for the soft sword of the Koreans to leave even the slightest trace on him...

It is impossible for the two of Musashi Twelve Lang to fight him back...

"call!"

Lin Yin let out a long mouthful of turbid air slowly, her eyes became serious.

He felt the change in his body.

This is the arrival of the first round of weakness after he came out.

The magical skills that Lin Yin practiced are unique in the Dragon Mansion.

This is an almost perfect, top-notch magical art, with only one flaw, that is, each floor has a period of weakness, just like heaven and man have five declines.

This is also the reason why when Lin Yin was young, he had the strength to kill the Heavenly List of the Hidden World, but his master still made the Dragon Mansion dormant, and made him return to the hermit to cultivate.

The original Lin Yin lived 365 days a year, and more than 180 days were in the reincarnation period, unable to perform exercises.

It wasn't until he reached great achievement and came out of the mountain that the reincarnation period was significantly reduced, and the reincarnation period still had a certain combat effectiveness, rather than being unable to use power.

But Lin Yin did not achieve consummation after all, and the magic skills he practiced, the reincarnation period still exists, and it does not appear without any rules.

Today is the time to meet reincarnation...

"You, a native of Longguo, seem to be bluffing." The Korean sneered twice, "I thought you had the ability to defeat He Sanjin with one palm. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

"Hehehe...Lin Yin, if you only have this ability, then your life can only be left here." Musashi Twelve Lang also laughed sinisterly.

Musashi Twelve Lang's face was full of self-confidence. In his opinion, Lin Yin's amazing palm at the beginning was just a bluff to scare people, and he used most of his strength to defeat He Sanjin.

And next, how much spare power can Lin Yin have?

Relying on his continuous and profound internal strength, he cooperated with the chief guard of the Pu family chaebol to pester and beat Lin Yin to death here!

"You take your life to pay for my junior brother's life!"

Musashi Twelve Lang sneered sinisterly, rushed out with a dashing figure, and swung his knife to kill Lin Yin.

The Korean man also followed closely behind, the soft sword in his hand spread out like a drizzle of swords, stalking towards him,

The two of them planned to fight together, not to give Lin Yin a chance to breathe, and drag him to death.

...

at the same time.

Tianlong City, Tianlong Building.

On the Tianlong Square downstairs of the building, a long cordon was drawn.

On the nearby streets extending in all directions, there was no one there.

Only limited-edition world-class luxury cars were parked in the square, and a bodyguard in suits lined up.

The scene was quite spectacular.

A well-known middle-aged man walked into Tianlong Building one after another in a very orderly manner.

In Tianlong Building, in the exhibition hall of the 88-story building, the arc-shaped conference hall has already arranged seats one by one, and each guest's name is hung on it.

The lower seats were already full of people.

Everyone has a prominent status, there are representatives of the small family of the Imperial Capital, the principal of the Imperial Capital chaebol, and the chairman of the giant group company...