This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Lin Jia issued an ultimatum to Le Zhili, and his attitude was so tough that even after he broke his face, the group of masters behind him, who were originally in a dilemma, all unified their minds and chose to attack the mistress unanimously.

The Shangguan family has been doing business for generations. Although they are in the Jianghu, their essence is a clan lineage maintained by blood, which is clearly different from the big and small forces in the Jianghu.

Lin Jia is not so much a martial arts master cultivated by Shangguan since he was a child, it is better to use a more appropriate way to describe him, that is a domestic slave.

This is a special group that only exists under the family clan system. The status of this group of people in the family is quite special. In name they are just servants, but their right to speak is sometimes higher than that of some clan children .

They directly obey the orders of the patriarch himself or the heirs of the family in theory. These people are usually cultivated by the family since childhood, and their ancestors have served the family for three or even several generations.

Lin Jia is the representative of this group of people. His surname is Lin, and Jia is the number one celestial stem. This name represents his undisputed status among the group of masters trained by the Shangguan family.

In principle, it is not a problem for Lin Jia to be hard on Le Zhili this time, because under the aristocratic family system, the father and son Shangguan Shaoqin and Shangguan Beicang are the real talkers of the Shangguan family.

Don't look at Le Zhili who is usually the main focus of everyone, but in fact, as Shangguan's wife, she is at most a mother who is more valuable than a son, and her mistress' restraint on people like Lin Jia is actually quite low.

As the relationship between Qingcheng and Shangguan was involved, Lin Jia could no longer let Le Zhili's temperament mess around. His words could be said to completely freeze the scene. For a while, the air seemed to smell of gunpowder.

Shangguan Beicang was also stunned. The Lin Jia in his memory was a gentle, kind-hearted, very talkative person. No matter what weird ideas he had when he was young, the other party would try his best to satisfy them.

Lin Jia's flattery and obedience to Shangguan Beicang made the latter feel very boring. Compared with Mr. Lin who followed him in everything, he still felt that getting along with Wen Shenyang, who always punched him, seemed closer .

Lin Jia didn't think there was anything wrong with this, Shangguan Beicang hadn't grown up yet, in the world of children, only what he likes is the best.

When he grows up, he will naturally understand that outsiders are unreliable, and only his own family can trust him. Everyone has come from this stage, so Lin Jia doesn't think there is anything wrong.

Even at this moment, Shangguan Beicang wanted to protect his mother, Lin Jia didn't think it was wrong, after all, the young master was just a child, but Le Zhili and Wen Shenyang were different.

"Madam, hand over the person."

Lin Jia repeated his words again, and the masters behind him had already moved in tacit understanding, and slowly spread out to the surroundings, forming a faint circle, surrounding Le Zhili and others.

Wen Shenyang's eyes were slightly lowered, he turned half of his body to block Le Zhili behind him, and said in a concentrated voice: "Mr. Lin's move may be a little overstepped."

"Wen Daxia!" Lin Jia interrupted the other party, and said a little bluntly: "I respect you as the best friend of the head of the family, so I have a lot of patience with you, and I hope you don't push yourself too hard, this is Shangguan's family business."

Wen Shenyang shook his head, but he still didn't mean to let go. He said: "I have already said that I will not interfere in Shangguan's family affairs, but what you did is really against the rules."

"Whether it's in compliance with the rules or not, it's not your turn to be an outsider to talk. It seems that the hero of Wen has to get involved. If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lin Jia finally couldn't bear it anymore, and when the words fell, he shot out brazenly, stretched out his right palm, his five fingers turned into sharp claws, and slammed towards the opponent's chest.

Wen Shenyang never thought that Lin Jia, who has always been good-tempered, would make such a decisive move. He lost the opportunity. He frowned and dodged with his steps, but the clothes on his right arm were still torn off by the opponent, and left behind on his shoulder. There were five bloodstains.

"Lin Jia! You are bold!" Le Zhili's face changed when she saw Wen Shenyang was accidentally injured, and she sternly reprimanded.

As soon as Lin Jia succeeded in the move, his eyes flashed a bit suddenly, he stared at Wen Chenyang and said: "Sure enough, your injury is not healed yet."

Wen Shenyang's face sank like water, he tore off some rags left on his right arm, looked at Lin Jia coldly and didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Although Lin Jia is considered a leader among the masters trained by Shangguan's family, compared with Wen Shenyang and other old Jianghu, there is still a gap.

Lin Jia's move just now was also a deliberate attempt. The prestige of the thousand-faced Dharma King is real. In that battle, Wen Shenyang was injured a lot. Even if Le Zhili gave him the panacea and ate it as jelly beans every day, it would not be so good. quick.

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Jia made a move, he found out that the opponent's injury was still not fully healed, which also made him quietly relieved. If Wen Shenyang was really in his prime, even if they fought together, they might not be able to get it right.

After all, there is still Le Zhili, how can this woman's martial arts be ignored, the terrible thing is that her identity determines that it is impossible for them to kill her.

Facing a master like Wen Shenyang with his hands tied, his defeat was almost predictable.

Fortunately, the opponent was injured, Lin Jia seized this opportunity immediately, he didn't draw his sword to save a trace of affection, and fought with the opponent with both palms.

The two went through dozens of moves in a row, Wen Chenyang's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his face was terribly pale. It was obvious that the old injury had recurred. After all, Lin Jia also had concerns about him, so he couldn't attack Shangguan's family with all his strength.

Le Zhili on the side saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart, but she was silently stopped by several Shangguan's masters, and she was powerless even if she wanted to save people.

Of course, this group of people did not dare to disrespect Madam, but Cole Zhili was not an expert like Wen Shenyang. They stood in a row and could block the other party's approach without using their hands.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Jia and Wen Shenyang went through a few more moves, and finally they raised their palms and struck out. The two palms collided, and the turbulent wind and waves overturned most of the furnishings in the yard.

Where the palms of the two are facing each other, a dark and unclear vortex is constantly expanding. Lin Jia slowly raised his foot and stepped forward. At the same time, his body moved forward, and the palm force in his hand exploded, pushing Wen Shenyang back. step.

After taking the first step, Lin Jia used his palm force one after another to press, and finally Wen Shenyang's back was on the rockery, and there was no way to retreat.

"Hero Wen, let's call it a day. No matter what you say today, I will definitely take that kid away." Lin Jia didn't finish the matter, and he gathered some of his palm power in time.

As a result, Wen Chenyang was able to breathe. Although he had already seen his defeat at this moment, he still did not intend to give up: "This matter is quite strange, so we should not handle it so hastily."

".I've already said that our Shangguan family has no control over how the Qingcheng faction behaves."

Lin Jia sighed faintly, his gaze narrowed slightly: "Since Daxia Wen insists on discussing with me with the righteousness and evil in Jianghu, it means that we have different ways and do not conspire with each other, and we are offended."

After the words fell, Lin Jia raised his palm again, and Wen Chenyang also returned the same color, but the power of both palms was extraordinary, and there was only a bang, and the rockery behind Wen Chenyang shattered, and he fell down. Flew into that piece of rubble.