Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Lin Xiao naturally behaved calmly. Meng curved knife was a little nervous. He gently pressed his hands on the curved knife and looked ready to take action at any time.

Meng machete walked carefully into the tent and was immediately shocked by the scene inside.

Dozens of people have been seated, wearing colorful clothes, including modern clothes and ancient clothes. At first glance, it's like making a through film, and the atmosphere is very strange.

At the same time, Meng benddao also noticed that there were dozens of small sect masters who were similar to him standing on the side, standing straight like thugs, and the atmosphere was afraid to breathe.

At ordinary times, these small sects are also very powerful. At least in the eyes of ordinary people, they are excellent Jianghu experts and have a good status.

For example, Meng machete worked as a security consultant in a domestic company with a monthly salary of hundreds of thousands. His disciples also worked as close bodyguards in other companies.

But when they came here, they only felt that they were a little shorter. Compared with these big guys, they were nothing.

"My darling, are these big people here?" Meng curved Dao noticed two big people sitting in the first place at a glance.

One is wearing cassock, the brain bag of melon seeds is shiny, holding a rosary in his hand and chanting words in his mouth; Another bearded old ox nose Taoist, holding a brush in his hand, was closing his eyes and recuperating.

Lin Xiao didn't care about the others. He only noticed the "thief with eyes and eyes" standing behind the ox nose Taoist priest.

"The boy Huayang is here, too." Lin Xiao lost his smile.

He always talks about Huayang, but today he is very clever. Except that his eyes dare to turn around, his body is very rigorous and motionless.

Lin Xiao refocused his attention on the old ox nose Taoist.

According to Huayang, the most powerful teacher in Wudang is his master, lieyangzi.

It seems that the old guy with a ferocious face in front of him is the Golden Top warrior level warrior, lieyangzi.

Another monk, Lin Xiao, has never seen him. After the last challenge arena competition in Zhennan, an eminent Shaolin monk visited him at home. Obviously, he is not the one in front of him.

"Who is he?" Lin Xiao pointed to the monk and quietly asked Meng machete.

Meng curved Dao didn't dare to speak. His lips moved and said awkwardly, "brother, don't talk. That's Shaolin enlightenment master."

"Oh? Is it great?"

"More than powerful? That's the person closest to the great master. Brother, don't hurt me. Keep your voice down and see what they want to say."

"Oh!" Lin Xiao's eyes became more rigorous when he looked at the big monk.

Lin Xiao is the person closest to the great master. He hasn't fought with these people yet. He doesn't know the strength of the other party.

In addition, several acquaintances also arrived.

Yue Qun, the leader of Huashan Mountain, who was called to the door by Lin Xiao but ran faster than the rabbit. Today, he is an old God sitting in a chair and looks like an expert outside the world.

There are also eight pole Yuan Hua and eight trigrams beg can't bear these old faces.

Lin Xiao and Yuan Hua let go of their differences and shook hands, but there was still some gap between them.

But Lin Xiao doesn't care whether he can't bear it or not. The old boy has a lot of brute force and poor strength, which is the lowest level golden warrior.

It's the eight pole master Yuan Hua. I haven't seen him these days. It seems that his strength has improved.

Abbess Chuanjing of Emei also came. Lin Xiao had an exchange with her. She is a very kind expert.

"Who is that?" Lin Xiao reached out again and stabbed the straight curved knife standing there.

Frightened by the machete, he tilted his mouth and said, "brother, don't talk."

"Then introduce me to those characters and I won't talk." Lin Xiao said with a laugh.

"You want to kill me." Meng curved knife looked up at the sky and said nothing. He looked along Lin Xiao's fingers, and his face became very bad again. "That's the Decepticon taught by Kunlun palm!"

"Decepticons?" Lin Xiao almost laughed. Why are the names of Kunlun disciples so funny? Last time, the lion king of Kunlun Dharma protector was called Xiong Tianqi. This time, it was more interesting. He couldn't help saying, "Transformers?"

"Big brother! Can you stop joking? Do you know who Decepticons are?"

"Who? Is he more powerful than the two masters of Shaolin and Wudang?" Lin Xiao curled his lips.

"Decepticon is the disciple of Ding Qiu, an old monster in Kunlun mountain. He is the most promising figure in Kunlun mountain to become a great master. Dare you make fun of him?" Meng machete glanced at him and said earnestly, "big brother, I know you have a group of men, tanks and guns, but if you work against these people, there is no good fruit to eat. Now we'd better wait and see the change, okay?"

"Yes!" Lin Xiao said.

"Then stop talking, will you?"

"I have another question." Lin Xiao swept around. Except for Xingyi sect, Qiu Wang died, representatives of the other seven sects came.

Meng machete's face was green. He took a deep breath, "the last question!"

"Who killed Xingyi menqiuwang?" Lin Xiao asked in a low voice.

Meng curved Dao doesn't know who killed him. Even if he knows, he doesn't dare to say.

Just then, a sneer came from behind them, "I killed it!"

WOW!

A white shadow came in like a ghost and glanced at Lin Xiao lightly, with a disdainful smile on the corners of his mouth.

Lin Xiao looked at him with four eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Senior hunter!

These four words flashed through Lin Xiao's heart.

A senior hunter who can shoot golden warriors.

Lin Xiao didn't expect to meet hunters of this level in such a place.

Fortunately, Lin Xiao put the iron ox bow on the tank. Otherwise, if the man in white saw it, it would certainly lead to a big war.

Lin Xiao is naturally not afraid of him, but if he fights at this time, he will be robbed by others, and the gain is not worth the loss.

WOW!

The room was very quiet. Everyone was looking at Qiu Wang in the middle of the venue. The sudden sound made everyone's eyes shoot at it.

"Who?"

Two guards stood up and were slapped open by the figure in white.

Boom!

They even rolled and pulled out more than ten meters away, but they fell to the ground directly.

Shaolin enlightenment master slowly opened his eyes and called out the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! It's the white dragon benefactor. I haven't seen him for many years. I'm more capable."

"Wake up! Don't fight with me! I'm here today to tell you that I killed Qiu Wang!"

WOW!

All in an uproar!

The white dragon is dressed in white and looks handsome. A long silver bow behind him is like a real dragon about to soar into the sky, with an oppressive breath.

"White dragon! Do you want to challenge our eight sects?" With an explosive beard on his face, lieyangzi stood up and shouted at Bai long.

To everyone's surprise, the fiery Yangzi, who is usually active and never talks nonsense, didn't take the initiative today.

People who don't know white dragon raise a trace of vigilance in an instant.

This white dragon is not easy to mess with.