"He said who his grandfather was Lin Banxian" "Oh my God, how dare you challenge the Lin family?
It turns out he is Lin Banxian's grandson.
Interesting, so interesting."
Someone began to speak in the crowd.
Although the voice was not loud, it could still be heard very clearly on the entire ramp.
Lin Qing stared at me with a livid face.
This time, the Lin family's face was completely humiliated.
Lin Ban I'm afraid no one who touches the coffin doesn't know who Xian is.
After I reported my identity, many eyes were already fixed on me.
Their eyes were full of amusement, and of course there were also many who were hostile.
"A person who has been dead for decades, what is there to be afraid of?"
The Lin family member holding two daggers snorted, but his voice was very low, and the people around him did not hear him clearly.
"Oh, Mr.
Lin's grandson?"
Wu Niao held his cheeks, blinked and stared at me.
"It doesn't matter whose grandson you are, but you have to understand that not everyone can come to this Wuhou Demon Shrine.
It seems that this peasant in a military coat is also one of yours, right?
I'll make it clear first, and that's what happens next.
It’s up to each of us to fight on our own.
If I want to fish in troubled waters, I None of us agreed."
At this time, a deep voice suddenly sounded.
I looked up and saw a big man with a beard and a shiny bald head looking towards me with wide eyes.
As soon as it was released, it immediately aroused many people's reactions.
After all, touching a coffin means a narrow escape from death.
If so many coffin touchers go down to grab a treasure, they are trying their best and risking their lives.
If someone fishes in troubled waters and wants to take advantage, then someone will definitely not agree to it.
"What the hell, who dares to touch my leopard brother?"
At this time, a shirtless man slowly walked up from the foot of the old mountain.
This man was extremely burly, with two scimitars hanging on his waist, and on his head.
Wearing a red cloth hat, he looks more like a person from the Western Regions.
"Brother Cui," my eyes lit up.
Since we parted ways in western Hunan, Cui Zhangui and I haven't seen each other for a while, but he seems to be in good spirits.
At this time, he has a group of people behind him.
Looking at his subordinates, this battle is worthy of being one of the eight masters.
"Haha, Brother Lin, Brother Gu, Brother Wang, we haven't seen each other for a long time.
Don't worry, I, Hua Leopard, are here today.
If anyone dares to touch you, ask me about the scimitar under my hand first."
Hua Leopard pointed at us.
The direction said hello, and then glanced coldly at the person who just spoke, with a cold tone.
"Brother Lin is an ally of my Xiahou family this time.
My sister said that this time touching the coffin is a 50-50 split.
If your skills are not as good as others, forget it.
But if someone maliciously blocks it, although our Xiahou family is a newly promoted seven Family, but it is not a soft persimmon that everyone can pinch."
Xia Houzhuo shook the folding fan in his hand, his tone was gentle, but when Hua Baozi said this sentence, he immediately made his position clear, such a city is not shallow.
"My Cao family came here this time for the tomb of Marquis Wu, but Lin Bei saved my life."
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Cao Zijian couldn't help but said not far away.
He didn't talk so much nonsense, but there was something he wanted to express in his tone.
It couldn't have been more obvious that he was on my side.
"This boy from the Lin family is quite capable.
So many people are helping him."
"Don't be simple, don't mess with subtlety." someone in the crowd whispered.
"Hmph, everyone, have you forgotten the rules of our circle?
It doesn't matter whether you are the seventh or the eighth master.
If there is anyone who fishes in troubled waters, then they should be killed.
We go down here and work hard, not to give others a chance to pick up the slack. , Cui Zonggui, if you can’t understand this and are acting out of your own will, I think your eighth position is at an end.”
Tietou, who spoke first, shouted again.
"I, the Lin family, think Tietou is right.
As the saying goes, there are family rules and state laws.
We naturally have rules in the coffin-touching business.
So many high-profile people are here today.
Let's not mention their identities or not.
Just this one It's unrealistic for more than a hundred people to go to the grave at the same time.
Everyone, please stick to the rules," Lin Qing took off his coat and said softly.
"Lin Qing, what do you mean?"
said a man in a floral vest.
"I don't mean anything.
I just feel that there are too many people going to the tomb this time.
Okay, let's screen out a hundred people.
I see that you have brought a lot of domestic slaves with you, but these domestic slaves are not qualified to contact them.
This is the Tomb of Marquis Wu, so if you don’t want them to die, it’s better to let them go back directly.”
Lin Qing twisted his neck and made a creaking sound.
After hearing what Lin Qing said, many coffin-touchers began to whisper, and after a while, a large number of coffin-touchers all left the old hillside road.
Some of them were casual touchers with little ability or fame. , and some are retainers of the Seventh Family and the Eighth Family.
Just like Hua Leopard, he brought dozens of subordinates with him when he came, but now he only has two or three left with him.
"It's not enough, we have to leave."
Lin Qing looked at the more than 40 people left on the platform and shook his head.
He wanted to have as few people as possible this time.
Although some people were dissatisfied, there was nothing they could do.
Qing's identity and ability are on display here.
No one dares to say he is dissatisfied, and no one can say he is dissatisfied.
Those who are not qualified are gone, and those who are qualified do not need to open their mouths.
"Let's go, let's go.
Among the remaining people, who do you think is familiar?"
A young man dressed like a monk snorted.
"He is relatively unfamiliar, and they are also relatively unfamiliar."
Lin Qing smiled and pointed his finger towards us.
Indeed, whether in his opinion or in the entire coffin touching circle, we are considered "unknown".
A little-known little person, he just made a simple move , although it attracted the attention of many people, it did not mean that they were surprised.
If the only thing that made them a little surprised was probably the identity of my grandfather.
As for the methods used by Gu Xinlie and Wang Jiang, even though they were good, among the platforms There are still many people who can do it.
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"Hey, you're pointing at me, the farmer, again."
Liu Xuance glanced at Lin Qing through his dog-skin hat and grinned.
"No, I'm referring to you."
Lin Qing smiled, with a more provocative tone, and most of the people present couldn't help but watch the excitement.
Cao Zijian frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Lin Qing's approach.
Hua Baozi glared at him and tried to rush out.
I stopped him and shook my head at him.
I know what Liu Xuance is capable of.
Since the other party still wants to put on a show, then this face will naturally be slapped back.
"I'm just a farmer.
I'm tired of herding cattle in the mountains.
I can't even come out to watch the excitement.
I said, why are you so domineering?
You're just like Aunt Liu's donkey.
Every time I touch it, he kicks me.
Later I had to scare it, saying that if you were kicking me, I would peel off your skin, chop it into pieces and make dumplings, make soup with the bones, and then crush you and bury you together with the bastard."
Liu Xuance smiled and pretended.
Silly said.
As soon as he said these words, everyone on the platform burst into laughter.
He was the first one who dared to compare Lin Qing with a donkey.
He was a great man no matter what, not to mention being buried next to a bastard.
Okay, this is simply an insult.
Lin Qing's face was livid, and he stood up straight and punched him: "If you don't want to get out, then don't leave."
"What a fierce punch."
Hua Baozi glanced at him and said subconsciously.
"This Lin Qing is indeed a genius second only to Lin Aocang.
Looking at this, he is about to master the military boxing skills, right?
Danu, if you were you, you wouldn't be able to beat him."
Wu Niaoxiao held his hand He lowered his chin and said softly, staring at Lin Qing who was punching with a pair of beautiful eyes.
"Miss, I'm sorry for my subordinate's incompetence.
He should be defeated within a hundred moves.
But when it comes to practicing boxing, Lin Qing is still far behind."
The man in white standing behind Wu Niao said respectfully.
Quan Gang is not always an illusory thing.
There are many people in the real world who can do it.
It is a manifestation of exerting strength to the extreme, such as some powerful and fierce boxing techniques, such as Bajiquan, Hong Fist type, open and close, refined to an extreme, when punching, the fist can be released.
There are many Muay Thai masters in the world who can do it, and the fists that are often seen on TV breaking walls, bending steel, etc. are also the function of the fist, because you must know that a person's body , no matter how you practice, you are just a fleshy body, and it is absolutely impossible to collide with an object stronger than yourself.
Lin Qing's fist was swinging like a tiger, and he attacked Liu Xuance.
Liu Xuance didn't dodge, but just watched the casserole-sized fist gradually enlarge in his pupils, and then the punch was about to hit his chest.
At that moment, he suddenly took action, holding the fist like thunder, and then hit Lin Qing's face with a fierce palm from his right hand.
The extremely clear sound of "pop" made Lin Qing confused for a moment.
Not only him, but also everyone on the platform was confused.
The second genius of the Lin family actually had a farmer stop his fist, and And got a slap on the backhand "What's going on?"
The cheongsam woman holding a mirror said aloud with her beautiful eyes widened.
"What the hell, is he Su Qier?"
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Tietou blinked, even more unbelievable.
"This is a good disguise."
Wang Jiangqian put away the crossbow and praised it.
"Who are you?"
Lin Qing was slapped and took two steps back.
His face was swollen, but after being stunned for a moment, he also woke up.
It is impossible for a farmer to have such power. , the person in front of him definitely hid his identity, and the person who could block his attack instantly and retaliate was definitely not that simple.
If this person was really a farmer, then Lin Qing would definitely not believe it.
"I am just a farmer
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