Lin Cong, the chief rudder of the Wu League, is here! With the arrival of the tall body, there seemed to be an invisible sense of oppression in the surrounding air. The air vortexes kept spinning around Lin Cong, driving leaves and stones as if around him. There is a small field.

Drunkard Ning Xuan and the others, their expressions became a little dignified unconsciously.

They are all the strongest and are very sensitive to the intuition of skill.

They can all see that this small field is definitely not made by Lin Cong deliberately.

This is a phenomenon caused by a person's invisible aura that resonates with the entire space after a person is strong enough to a certain level.

This shows that Lin Cong's cultivation base is definitely not low.

Even at least any of them, if they fight it alone, it may not be their opponent! "It seems that Senior Hong didn't lose injustice. I am afraid that this person's cultivation base will not lose to Bei Lao Jiu. If there is a sneak attack, Senior Hong wants to defeat the other party, it is indeed not an easy task!"

Ning Xuan couldn't help whispering to himself.

"Huh! It's not easy, it's nothing more than a sneak attack. If my grandfather is in his heyday, he will definitely kill him like a dog!"

Hong Xiaoqi shouted very dissatisfied.

At this moment, his eyes were scarlet, and he couldn't help but eat Lin Cong.

For so many years, Grandpa has been depressed and unhappy because of this man! At this moment, he wished to smash his opponent into pieces, in order to report the damage caused to his grandfather by the battle of the League! "Hehe, the defeated generals are also brave enough to speak up?"

At this time, Lin Cong stood still in front of him and glanced at Hong Xiaoqi coldly: "Your grandfather was defeated when he was defeated. The head of the martial arts association is so downhearted to be a beggar. It really makes people laugh. Lost teeth!"

Lin Cong was very arrogant, and he did not forget to humiliate him again when he mentioned the events of the year.

"you!"

Hong Xiaoqi's face was flushed with anger, and his eyes couldn't wait to tear him apart.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly reached out to stop him, staring at Lin Cong coldly and said, "You should know who wins and who wins in the battle of the League back then!"

"If no one secretly helps you, Lin Cong, can you beat Senior Hong?"

Jiang Beichen opened his mouth with a look of disdain.

He didn't look down on each other, because Hong Tiande had also fought against each other. At that time in Jinling, Hong Tiande could still play against him on the river with his dying body.

It can be seen that in his heyday, Senior Hong is definitely not comparable to an ordinary master.

At least Lin Cong in front of him, in his opinion, absolutely not! "Hehe, you are Jiang Beichen, right?

Unexpectedly, we finally met! "

Lin Cong sneered: "Young man, I want to tell you that what you are talking about is your hypothesis after all. At the beginning of the League of Nations battle, countless masters appeared on the scene, and he was convinced that Hong Tiande lost, and even he took the initiative to quit. Yandu, now you juniors, what right do you have to make irresponsible remarks in front of me!"

"you!"

"presumptuous!"

"Heroes are currently, how dare you say rants?"

Yu Zhongyi and others couldn't help but scolded.

This Lin Cong is really a little bit big, and he actually regards them as juniors, which is simply not embarrassing.

The martial arts world doesn't care about age, it's cultivation level! According to the name, Jiang Beichen is the top of Hualong's list, and Lin Cong dared to call himself a senior. What is the point of arrogance?

Jiang Beichen waved his hand, "You all step back, and you don't have to spend much time with the villain. Strength is the last word. As long as I convince him, he will naturally confess his crimes honestly!"

The drunkard and the others were full of grim faces, but when they heard this, they all sneered and walked toward the side one after another.

Jiang Beichen made the shot himself, so naturally there was no problem. After all, even Bei Laojiu was bombarded with a punch by him, so where could Lin Cong be so strong?

"Hehe, kid, you're too big, right?

Do you think you will eat me today? "

Lin Cong said with a smile.

Although I was a little nervous before coming.

But at this moment he was completely let go.

Because he saw Jiang Beichen himself, he was not as magical as in the legend, he was just a hairy boy, and there was no other aura on his body.

Maybe Bei Laojiu was beaten to death by his mistake.

"Little Wawa, I'll give you a chance to abolish martial arts, kneel down and kowtow, surrender to me, bow to the golden family, and confess to the ruling of force! I may be able to spare your life!"

Lin Cong said with a playful expression: "There is no turning back when you open the bow. This is your only chance, you have to grasp it!"

"Haha, is it possible that Chief Rudder Lin can only attack with mouth-fire?"

"If you talk about lip service, then I really have to surrender!"

Jiang Beichen smiled lightly.

Hahaha! The alcoholics and others couldn't help laughing.

"My master is right. As far as talking about it, among the 13 Taibaos, Teacher Lin is no one can match!"

"Haha, what can't you do? The mouthpiece is the first. It is estimated that Senior Hong was won by his mouthpiece!"

"Are you here to compete?

Are you here to shit? "

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Lin Cong's face flushed suddenly, and immediately waved his hand, and the figure of Wuyang Wuyang behind him rushed into the Vermilion Bird Gate, blocking the water surrounding the entire square.

These are all disciples of the Wu League, among them there are many directors and elders, each with a strong aura, they are all masters of the Wu League! The drunkard is not weak on Zhongyi's side, and the two sides immediately confronted each other, and the atmosphere seemed a bit tense.

"Speaking of talking about it, I think no one like you guys can match!"

At this moment, a bitter voice came over.

A tall figure in tight clothes walked in with a group of flying fish suits.

Everyone turned their heads one after another, all surprised.

Because these people walked without a sound, they had already entered the Suzaku Gate without knowing when.

Even the drunkard and the others are full of solemn faces. If these people attacked just now, even they would be extremely embarrassed.

These are naturally masters in Ouchi, the famous Yulin Army.

It is also the only team in the entire country that can compete head-on with the Blood Buddha! "Nalan Rongcheng, I didn't expect you to come to die too?"

Jiang Beichen squinted his eyes and slowly looked over.

Nalan Rongcheng sneered and said with a sneer: "Are you afraid that's the opposite?

I'm here to see you off! "

"Come up!"

Wow! Nalan Rongcheng gave an order, and the Yulin Army immediately separated, and several tall men slowly walked out, carrying a mouthful of the dark coffin.

boom! The huge coffin fell on the ground, and the concrete floor was instantly covered with spider web-like cracks.

Everyone couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning. How heavy is this coffin, at least tens of thousands of catties, right?

Everyone looked at Jiang Beichen in unison.

Na Sanshao came with a coffin, what does it mean?

It goes without saying, it was naturally left to Jiang Beichen to prepare.

The elders and youngsters who were kneeling on the ground were all excited.

"Haha, Jiang Beichen! Young Master Na is here, now you are dead!"

"Knocked with the golden family, you don't know how to die!"

"Look at how crazy you are now!"

Ye Qingcheng and the others laughed excitedly, and started to jump up again.

Before Lin Cong alone came, they felt unsure, but who was in front of him?

Na San Shao! Not only did Na Sansao have extraordinary force, he also represented the Golden Family! The golden family shot, this kid can still live?

No doubt he will die! boom! Jiang Beichen waved his hand, and the laughter stopped abruptly. Ye Qingcheng and the others flew out directly, lying on the ground, humming and screaming.

"Haha, Na Sansao, it's okay, you have prepared your own coffin before the martial arts contest! It seems that you are a little self-aware of yourself!"

Jiang Beichen in turn said jokingly.

"Boy, don't be the power of your tongue, wait for me to take your head off in a while, I will chop off the people around you, let them go down and accompany you!"

There was a stern expression on Na Sanshao's face.

The faces of Cai Dewang, Bai Bingbing and others are hard to see the extremes, and they all feel chilly behind them.

Naturally, they had also heard of this Nasan Master.

One of the Thirteen Taibaos, and a child of the Golden Family! The representative is the golden family! It doesn't matter if it is Lin Cong alone. If the Golden Family ends up, Jiang Beichen is probably in trouble!