Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 388 Let Him Come Back
Silence, shock, horror!

The hall master supported the third hall master with one hand, looked at Lin Yiran with a pair of eyes, and smelled the strong smell of blood emanating from the body of the second hall master beside him. He felt that every cell in his body was trembling constantly!
He couldn't understand what just happened!
Why……

Just now Lin was the same, he just raised his hand casually, and gave the second junior brother...

Thinking of this, he held his breath and turned his head to look at the miserable situation of the second junior brother on the ground. He felt a little short-circuited in his head.

No... no way...

The second junior brother, but a fifth-class odd man... This level of strength, looking at the entire Qimen world, is also recognized as a master category, why...

Thinking of this, the hall master subconsciously stepped back, keeping a distance from Lin Yiran.

In his opinion, it's not that his second junior brother can't lose...it's just...that he lost so quickly and was so vulnerable, it made him hard to accept for a while!
"Apart from these people present, are there other people in your Tanmen?"

Lin Yiran glanced at the disciples in black outfits around him, and said calmly.

The dozen or so disciples around drew out their swords and slowly approached Lin Yiran, but after reaching a certain distance, they didn't dare to move any further.

The idiot also knows that Lin Yiran, who appears to be incapable on the surface, is actually... so terrifying!

"...What exactly do you want!"

This hall master, who can achieve the highest position among the three of him, is naturally extraordinary. At this time, he quickly came to the conclusion that if he dared to say one more nonsense now, he probably would be like the second junior brother, who would not even die. I don't know how he died!

"answer my question."

Lin Yiran said lightly.

The hall master took a deep breath, and said with a calm expression: "There is another elder. Lin Yiran, let me say a word, in fact, there is no bloody feud between us. You just killed Sun Baitou , this matter can be big or small. If we shake hands and make peace now, we can also write off the matter of the third junior and second junior brother. "

Lin Yiran smiled: "Shake hands and make peace?"

"Yes." The hall master saw Lin Yiran's change of tone, and held up a glimmer of hope in his heart, as long as he would not be killed directly, then the green hills would be left without worrying about no firewood!

"Hand out."

Lin Yiran said lightly.

Hearing the words, the hall master felt a little happy in his heart. It seems that Lin Yiran was persuaded.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense, even though Lin Yiran really has a strong strength, but after all, it is only a stronger means. In the whole Qimen, there are too many masters who are much more powerful than Lin Yiran.

The so-called being a human being stays on the front line, I really want to see you in the future.

In the eyes of the hall master, he offered to shake hands to make peace, which is to give Lin Yiran a step down.

Thinking in his heart, he stretched out a hand.

however……

Just when he thought that Lin Yiran would shake hands with him, suddenly, he felt a cold breath flashing in front of his eyes, and then, he felt that the wrist of the hand he was in, after a touch of cold, was a wave of coldness. Fiery severe pain!
He... watched helplessly... his hand, like a piece of tofu, directly fell off.

"what!"

The hall master screamed, and quickly sealed part of his pain senses with his breath, but the pain in his heart was greater than the pain in his body! !

Lin Yiran said indifferently: "Do you think I'm negotiating with you?"

"..."

The hall master's eyes were bloodshot, and he tightly clenched the bloody wrist with one hand, breathing heavily, without saying a word.

Lin Yiran said, "I'm ordering you, do you understand?"

"……clear!"

Even if there is a monstrous anger in the hall master's heart, he can only suppress it now!
Just now, he didn't even see Lin Yiran make a move. From the beginning to the end, Lin Yiran kept his hands in his pockets, and while talking and laughing, he cut off one of his own hands!

This method... has gone beyond his comprehension!

"Could it be... the strength of this Lin Yiran is already close to our Great Elder?!"

Having made this conclusion in an instant, the hall master was covered in white sweat from fright!

Their Great Elder... has the level of a second-class strange man. This kind of formidable strength is already qualified to enter the "Human Butcher List"!

Is it...

This Lin also has the strength to be infinitely close to the masters on the human slaughter list? !
Realizing this, the Hall Master shouted frantically in his heart: "Grand Elder... I hope that God will show you that you can return today! This forest is also so tyrannical, only you can control him!"

"From my observation, there seems to be spiritual energy flowing in your mountain gate all the time. What method is this used?"

Lin Yiran asked suddenly.

The hall master froze for a moment, as if Lin Yiran suddenly asked a well-known question.

But after a brief hesitation, he answered honestly: "In every sect, there is an earth-centered spirit-gathering formation. The stronger the sect, the higher the level of the spirit-gathering formation. This is a tradition that has been passed down for at least a thousand years."

Lin Yiran nodded.

Just like what he had guessed, there must be some kind of spirit-gathering formation that can produce an endless stream of spiritual energy in this sect.

However, relying on Lin Yiran's understanding of today's Qimen, he doesn't think anyone can build a spirit-gathering formation that continuously generates aura, not even him now.But this guy said that this is a tradition that has been passed down for at least a thousand years, which means that it was left by the ancestors, and the previous doubts were easily resolved.

"Among your sects, are there any inheritance treasures, secret books, etc. that suppress the sect?"

"..."

Hearing this, the hall master hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "The secret books are all in the Sutra Pavilion of the sect, and the treasure passed down is a "Red Refined Sword". After the sect master died, it was passed on to the great elder. "

"You great elders, where are you?"

"……I do not know either."

Lin Yiran glanced at him and confirmed that he was not lying: "Is there any way to get your great elder back?"

Upon hearing this, the hall master's eyes lit up, and he quickly suppressed this emotion.

What do you mean?
This Lin Yiran...does he want our Great Elder to come forward?
Realizing this, he suddenly sneered inwardly.

This kid... isn't he too eye-catching...

Although, his strength is very close to that of the Great Elder, but the Great Elder has the Chilian Sword in his body, and his own strength is also higher than that of Lin Yiran. If he wants our Great Elder to come forward...

"Have!"

The hall master said: "Our Great Elder travels far away, and we cannot contact him by ordinary means. But in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, there is a mysterious skill altar. Dangerous signal, within half an hour, our Great Elder will definitely receive the signal!"

(End of this chapter)