God-level ancient martial arts master

Chapter 500
Han Yilong was dreaming of his grand dream of being the leader of the alliance, when he suddenly saw someone coming to disrupt the situation, he couldn't help being furious.

"who are you?"

The person who came was naturally none other than Lin Yu!
Lin Yu rubbed the tip of his nose, and said leisurely: "My surname is Lin, and my name is Yu. I heard that there is a lot of fun here, so I come to join in the fun. By the way, I will ask Mr. Han for some advice!"

"Neighbor Mala, what kind of green onion are you, a cripple who deserves to ask me for advice?" Before Lin Yu's voice fell, a young man who stabbed dragons and painted tigers raised his voice and roared.

However, before his words fell, Xiao Yi made a move like the wind, and stepped forward to give the other party a loud and resounding slap.

"If you dare to say another word, believe it or not, I will cut your tongue?"

Just as the young man was about to attack Xiao Yi, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a gleaming dagger, and at some point, it appeared less than three inches away from his choked throat.

After that, he couldn't help shivering, and he didn't dare to say a word of presumptuousness again.Instead, subconsciously, he cast his eyes on Han Yilong for help.

Han Yilong is a veteran of the Jianghu, and when he saw that the other's maid had such a strong skill, he knew in his heart that this was aimed specifically at him.

Before finding out the details of the other party, he will naturally not easily make trouble.

Immediately afterwards, he glared at the young man fiercely like an angry King Kong, and scolded: "Yuanhu, don't be rude, and back down quickly!"

Because there was a gleaming knife on his neck, the young man called Yuan Hu still didn't dare to move it.

Xiaoyi didn't dare to make good claims, but turned her attention to Lin Yu, waiting for his order.

Lin Yu smiled coldly, waved his hand at Xiao Yi, and signaled her to let him go first.

Xiaoyi understood, nodded lightly, took back the dagger, and stood behind Lin Yu again.

Seeing that the other party was reasonable, Han Yilong cupped his hands at Lin Yu, performed a quack ceremony, and asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Lin, what do you want to consult with Mr. Han?"

On the corner of Lin Yu's mouth, there was a playful smile, and he said leisurely: "I want to ask Mr. Han for advice!"

Han Yilong was startled when he heard the words, and asked anxiously, "Who do you want to know?"

Lin Yu raised his head slightly, glanced at the ceiling, and said casually: "Miao Jiang's seven-color hell, Chi Lian Yao Ji!"

Hearing the words "Chilian Yaoji", Han Yilong's expression was terrified, and he took a step back subconsciously.

At this moment, five or six long swords, like poisonous snakes that have been dormant for a long time, swallowed scarlet snake letters, and swept towards Lin Yu in two directions, left and right.

"Young Master, be careful!" Xiao Yi reminded urgently.At the same time, she subconsciously blocked Lin Yu with her body.

Lin Yu smiled disapprovingly, gently pushed Xiao Yi away, and said nonchalantly: "It's just a few jumping clowns, don't make a fuss!"

The voice was still spinning back and forth on the tip of Lin Yu's tongue, and he saw his fingers spread apart, and the cold light flickered between his fingers.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Between the sparks of the calcium carbide, I saw three willow-leaf flying knives lined up on the left and right.Repel all the intruders.

Seeing that Han Yilong had secretly dealt with himself and Miao Jiang's seven-color hell, it was very likely that the matter had already been revealed.

In this regard, he did not make any hesitation.Immediately, at the first moment, he pulled out a pistol from his arms and aimed the black muzzle at Lin Yu's head.

"Hmph, boy, you dare to come to my Han's territory to make trouble, I think you are impatient?"

"Now, I'll take you on your way!"

While speaking, Han Yilong was about to hit the trigger and send Lin Yu on the road.

But at this moment, a fierce sword shadow, like thunder on a rainy day in June, cut through the air.

"Ah, my hand, my hand..." Before Han Yilong could react, there was a sharp pain in his arm.

Zhuifeng, Shura, Kuangdao, and Huang Quan arrived one after another.Immediately block all exits.

Crazy Dao is a straightforward character, I saw him suddenly raised the Ba Dao that was still dripping blood, waved it twice in mid-air, and shouted loudly: "Irrelevant people who are responsible for business on July [-]th, Leave quickly. Otherwise, kill without mercy!"

July [-]th, Ghost Festival.Anyone who hears this date is basically equivalent to walking through the gate of hell.

Upon hearing this name, the expressions of the so-called heroes who came to the party all changed.

It took only a dozen or so breaths before and after, and in the bustling hall just now, there were only Han Yilong and his few loyal disciples left.

Lin Yu squinted his eyes, glanced at Han Yilong, smiled coldly, and asked, "Mr. Han, can you speak now?"

Han Yilong is still a tough guy with strong bones, and his face has not changed after his hand was cut off.

I saw him put on a face of death, and replied loudly: "I don't know!"

Kuang Dao raised his Ba Dao and cursed angrily: "Grandma's Xiong, if you dare to speak out again, believe it or not, I will chop your head like a watermelon?"

"Hmph, do you think I, Han Yilong, are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death? If I fall into your hands today, count me as someone Han. 18 years later, I will be a good man again!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his neck on his own initiative and let the mad knife cut it.

Kuang Dao couldn't help being a little dumbfounded seeing such a tough guy who doesn't get into anything.According to his past temperament, he must have chopped the opponent.

But now, with the young master Lin Yu around, it's not his turn to decide Han Yilong's life or death.

At this moment, Lin Yu suddenly clapped his palms and said with a cold smile: "Mr. Han is really a tough guy. I admire him."

"However, there is one question, Mr. Han is in charge, have you ever thought about it?"

Han Yilong was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked, "What's the problem?"

Lin Yu didn't answer directly, but gave Xiao Yi a wink.

Xiaoyi understood, took out a tablet computer, put her slender fingers on it, swiped it lightly, and held it in front of Han Yilong.

Seeing the picture on the screen, Han Yilong broke out in a cold sweat immediately.

The picture on the screen was very familiar to him.

It was his wife and three-year-old son.

Afterwards, his pupils contracted slightly, and he roared hysterically: "Mr. Lin, you can't hurt your family. This is a rule of the world that has been passed down for thousands of years!"

Lin Yu smiled disapprovingly, and said: "Hehe, it turns out that Mr. Han still knows that his family is worse than his family. This is a rule of the world that has been passed down for thousands of years."

"How dare you ask President Han, Hu Biao, who competed with you for the leadership of Xiangjiang seven years ago, where is his family of thirteen members now?"

(End of this chapter)