Become a member and become a god of war

Chapter 93

"Now, are you convinced?" Lin Hao's words, carrying endless majesty and contempt, directly penetrated Zhao Yang's mind. In Zhao Yang's mind, it was like a cassette, and it was played back and forth with echoes, like a raging tide. , hitting Zhao Yang's fragile mind over and over again.

Zhao Yang looked at Lin Haowei's proud figure, those condescending and contemptuous eyes, and the sentence echoed in his heart, whether you accept it or not, he felt as if something was broken in his heart, and the hot blood supplied from the heart began to flow in Move wantonly in the body.

This stream of blood in Zhao Yang's body passed through the tendons, which gradually cracked like an overloaded water pipe, passed through the chest, and the chest rose and fell like a balloon that was inflated, passed through the throat, and the throat seemed to be flooded by thousands of hectares Zhao Yang didn't open his mouth in the raging brook.

This mouthful of blood continued to surge up madly in Zhao Yang's body, reaching Zhao Yang's mind!

The blood pooled in Zhao Yang's mind, but had nowhere to go, so he had to compress it, and when the blood surged up again, it had to be compressed on the skull.After going back and forth, Zhao Yang's head was blown up like a balloon full of air!
Finally, Zhao Yang's fragile consciousness could no longer support this strong current, and the blood directly broke through the constraints of his mind and poured into Zhao Yang's mind.

Zhao Yang opened his mouth, but no one knew what he meant when he said it. Zhao Yang said, "Ha, babble, is it healthy to hold your head up &%&*..."

Then Zhao Yang danced on the spot again, as if he was dancing a great god, weird and stupid.Zhao Yang suddenly turned around, sometimes scratched his cheek, and sometimes smiled foolishly, this kind of situation.

That's right, this is the first cultivator in the history of this world who was so angry that he developed cerebral congestion, cerebral thrombosis, insanity and other complex diseases.

As the instigator of such patients, Lin Hao was covered with black lines on the stage, a drop of sweat fell from his forehead, and thousands of beasts ran in his heart. This damn is driven mad by himself, this little heart is too fragile ?So angry?
Lin Hao rubbed his nose, and said to Leng Yu on the high platform: "Crazy genius, you Xuanyang sect, will you accept it? And it seems that I am angry, do I need to pay? I think, in fact, wash It can still be used after washing. It should be."

Do you accept it or not?Get you a hammer!I'm crazy, what the hell can I wash it and use it!Is Xuan Yangzong a lunatic asylum?I'll let you, a high-level saint, not accept a crazy idiot, it's not wrong with me!

Leng Yu was going crazy at this moment, wishing he could hang up and beat this person in front of him who was obviously crazy about his popularity as if nothing had happened!
But Leng Yu is the senior sister of the inner sect, the elite backbone of the Xuanyang Sect, and must maintain her own image, so Leng Yu sat upright slightly to cover up the embarrassment that she almost fell off the chair just now, and then said softly, " This time, the recruitment of disciples outside the Xuanyang Sect has ended, and Lin Hao has obtained the qualification to go to the Xuanyang Sect, no one should have any objections!"

Although Leng Yu's voice was still very cold, he could faintly hear the trembling in his voice, and his approval of Lin Hao was beyond words.

Can you disagree?His talent is several times higher than his own, which is a rare existence in the entire sect.

Hearing Leng Yu's announcement, the audience was silent, and then there was a loud scream!
"Brother Lin, have you really obtained the qualification to be a disciple of the Xuanyang Sect? That's great!" Lin Huo screamed loudly, as if wanting to let out the hot blood in his chest before giving up. Lin Huo, who was so excited that he had nowhere to vent, kicked On top of the fat buttocks of the fat man beside him.

"Ah!!!" Fatty Lin also yelled, but was hugged by Lin Huo, "Brother, you are also very happy, right! Let me just say, Brother Lin is the best!"

Fatty Lin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He couldn't tell whether they were tears from pain or emotion, but judging from the twitching corners of Fatty Lin's mouth, it should be mostly pain.

"Brother, can I call you Uncle Lin? Can you stop kicking me? It's all swollen!" Fatty Lin looked at Lin Huo resentfully, with an expression like a resentful woman, but Fatty Lin turned around, but he was sincere Wipe away a tear from the corner of his eye.

This time, if it wasn't for Lin Hao, the Lin family would have been completely wiped out by the Zhao family's conspiracy. If it wasn't for Lin Hao's strong intervention, the Lin family would have died.Although Fatty Lin didn't place too much emphasis on life and death, his affection for his family was as important as Mount Tai.At this moment, Lin Hao, for the Lin family, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is faith.

All the members of the Lin family who did not surrender hugged each other and wept. The Lin family would not have to perish. With Lin Hao, the Lin family would not have to perish.

The excitement of Lin Huo and others was vastly different from that of Lin Zhuohai who took the lead in surrendering.

At this moment, Lin Zhuohai, Lin Sanlan and others' faces were ashen. Up to now, they still can't believe that Lin Hao is so strong and talented. He is a trendy person in the whole kingdom, and he is going to offend him recklessly. He even betrayed the entire Lin family?
Thinking of this, Lin Zhuohai felt like tens of thousands of steel needles were stuck in his heart, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. Looking at Lin Hao, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but it was useless.

Thinking of Lin Hao's infinite scenery at the moment, being recruited into the Xuanyang Sect, a high-ranking saint, and a second-level martial artist, Lin Zhuohai's heart throbbed infinitely.

He, Lin Zhuohai, was in the Lin family, depriving Lin Hao of his cultivation resources, driving others to suppress Lin Hao, and even chasing and killing Lin Hao to make him enter the Beast God Mountain Range... Lin Hao, will he let himself go?
Now Lin Zhuohai could only pray that Lin Hao would not trouble him. The hatred of a holy hero was not something that a small family betrayer could bear.

Lin Hao on the stage suddenly turned to look at Fang Heng. Fang Heng was startled, almost thinking that Lin Hao was looking for revenge, and looked at Lin Hao very vigilantly, but Lin Hao just said indifferently.

"Now, do you still think that someone from the Zhao family can be qualified as a Xuanyang Sect disciple?"

Fang Heng was stunned for a moment, and put away his guard in embarrassment, but secretly blushed with shame. He felt palpitations and panic in the face of a person who was four levels lower than himself, it was so embarrassing.

Fang Heng coughed dryly, relieved his flushed face, and said embarrassingly: "Of course not, now you and I are brothers, and these Zhao family and Qian family are all ordinary people. They can be slaughtered by hand, Lin If Junior Brother finds it an eyesore, I can help you erase the Zhao family without dirtying your hands."

Fang Heng uttered a voice, and the audience was in an uproar, especially those from the Zhao family, and some even cried out in despair.

"You can't do this, my Zhao family gave you..."

However, before he finished speaking, a dagger pierced his throat, and he just choked up, then fell to the ground.

Fang Heng looked at Lin Hao very flatteringly, and at some point there were many cold daggers in his hand.

(End of this chapter)