Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 734 Fate
As soon as these words were said, these people who were all terrified and frightened suddenly trembled in their hearts and their eyes glowed!

Yup!

They suddenly remembered...

Just a few days ago...

Their unimaginably powerful head master has already passed the level!

Their leader, Zang Wushou, is an old monster over 230 years old!

There are strange monsters on his body as a terrifying attack method!

If their masters know that this kind of thing is happening here at this time...then they will definitely chase and kill this yellow-mouthed child in front of them no matter where they are!
"Your leader?"

Lin Yiran said with a half-smile.

Seeing Lin Yiran's expression, one of the elders obviously misunderstood, he smiled coldly: "Why? Now I know I'm afraid? ——It seems that you also know very well that the head of our Cangshou Sect is so powerful. The horror! Now tell you a terrible thing, you hear it clearly, don't be weak-kneed, don't be frightened!"

After a pause, the elder seemed to have deliberately bought a pass, and then said: "Our master... Zang Wushou, after 20 years, he has already passed the pass!"

The last few words of this sentence were deliberately accentuated!
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of Tibetan Shouzong showed a look of anticipation.

Yes, look forward to it.

They were looking forward to seeing the expression change of the person in front of them, who was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy!
Because, in their view, although Lin Yiran's attack method is terrifying, such a weird attack method should use some kind of auxiliary combat method.

For example, those terrifying demon seeds mastered by their masters!

Therefore, they didn't think that in terms of real strength, this person in front of them could compare with Zang Wushou, the master who had reached the Earth Martial Realm after they left the customs!

"so what."

Lin Yiran said lightly.

"so what?"

The elder who was in charge of shouting proudly was startled by Lin Yiran's reaction.

Then he gave a strange laugh, and licked the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth: "I don't know if you are pretending to be stupid... or if you really don't know the reputation of our master.--I will tell you here, now, you If you turn around and run away quickly, you may still be able to escape from here before our Master Sect Leader appears. But if...you really dare to kill us... Tianya Haijiao, our Master Sect Leader, will definitely be able to tear you to pieces Wan Duan."

Lin Yiran seemed to think about it seriously, then turned his head and said lightly: "To be honest, I don't think he can do it."

"Can't do it?!"

The elder couldn't help laughing, his eyes were wide open, and he stared red: "Do you know... what kind of strength is our master?! Once our master personally makes a move... oh no! Our master even You don't need to do it yourself, as long as the old man thinks about it, at least eight dark warriors will fight for him!"

"You will definitely be torn to pieces by the dark warriors kept in captivity by our lord!!!"

After a pause, the elder laughed wildly.

Looking at the elder laughing wildly in front of him, Lin Yiran was a little embarrassed for him.

To be honest, this method of Tibetan Shouzong can increase the lifespan of disciples and give them a lot of time for cultivation.

But in this way, these disciples will be inert to a certain extent, unwilling to go out and compete with others for resources, but prefer to close themselves.

In this way, it will create... a certain withdrawn character.

To put it bluntly, it's just that I'm a little out of my mind.

This elder, laughing so arrogantly at this time, really looks like a mental retardation.

Like other slightly smarter people, even if they have the so-called leader's hole card, it is impossible to continue to speak out to stimulate the other party at the moment of crisis. Instead, they will use a certain tone of maneuver to delay time.

This guy is good, every sentence is translated, just two words.

— begging to die.

He shook his head slightly, and immediately opened his arms slightly, and then...

hum.

There was a small sound.

Streams of black mist with obvious evil aura slowly condensed and rose from his arms.

Some of these black mist breaths can faintly transform into the shape of a bat, and some can transform into a shape similar to a crow...

And seeing this scene, the elder who was still laughing wildly just now, his complexion was as white as paper, and he was covered in cold sweat!
The rest of the Tibetan Shouzong disciples also laughed dumbfounded, and the hopes that were slowly rising from all of them stopped abruptly before being conveyed to their facial expressions.

"The dark warriors you are talking about are these things, right?"

Lin Yiran said lightly.

"This... this... this is impossible!! You...how do you have these demon seeds?! You...could it be possible that there are people in this world who plant and collect so many demon seeds like our master?! "

"Do not."

Lin Yiran said: "I'm too lazy to plant such small things. I got them from an old boy named Zang Wushou. ——Oh, by the way, this person seems to be the head of your Tibetan Shouzong... ?”

what? ! ! !

Hearing this, everyone was like a thunderbolt!

Some people, even under the condition of being injured at this time, had a surge of energy and blood, and they died of fright on the spot.

But the eyes of these elders became crazy and ferocious!
impossible!Absolutely impossible! !

They struggled to their feet, trying to struggle and resist.

But no matter how hard they tried, one of these people locked under the attack of Lin Yiran's breath counted as one. Without his unity, no one could stand up.

"How...how did you...steal the demon seed from our Sect Leader?!"

After thinking for a long time, one of the elders suddenly said such a sentence!

steal?
Lin Yiran couldn't laugh or cry.

these people……

Obviously, it is unbelievable that their unimaginably powerful master will be defeated by others.

"I just killed him."

In a word, like the last thunderbolt at the end of the world, it hit the deepest part of everyone's heart fiercely!

Extinguished the last trace of luck in their hearts!
"..."

Lin Yiran glanced at the crowd lightly, and suddenly felt that they were quite pitiful.

This group of people chose a sect like the Tibetan Shouzong, and each of them may not be a person with outstanding talents, but it took twice as long as others to get to where they are today.

Therefore, Lin Yiran is not willing to do it himself.

That being the case...

Let these people be judged by fate.

Leave it to... their fate to be the head of the sect, to judge.

Think about this.

Lin Yiran waved his hand.

buzzing-

There was a soft sound, and black auras fluctuated one after another, gushing out from his body, turning into the mist of demon seeds one after another.

The mist of black evil, the greed of barking teeth and claws flocked to these Tibetan Shouzong disciples.

Lin Yiran walked away indifferently without looking back, put his hands in his pockets, and left a sentence: "Whether you can survive depends on your head... When cultivating these demon seeds, did you expect this day?" .”

(End of this chapter)