Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Duke Berman's castle was full of bodyguards in black.

But these bodyguards are not Berman's men.

In the middle of the main hall, a middle-aged man in a dark yellow suit looked high.

As a duke, Berman was humbly kneeling on the ground and dared not move.

"Berman, you have a deep friendship with Lin Xiao?" The middle-aged man sitting in the first place polished his nails and asked in a low voice.

Berman's body trembled a little, and he didn't dare to wipe his cheeks quietly with a cold sweat.

The bodyguards who fell on both sides died miserably. They were all beaten alive.

Suddenly, Berman was caught off guard. He didn't even react. The castle was invaded by a group of experts.

When he saw who was in front of him, he was almost frightened.

In the United States, Berman can not know other people, but he can never not know the people in front of him.

The great master, Lord John.

"Why don't you talk?" Lord John looked very leisurely.

Lord John was the least damaged in the desert war.

I don't know whether he hides his strength or is cunning by nature. He was not specially targeted when fighting with sword limitless.

Recently, Lord John has been paying attention to the whereabouts of sword limitless.

It was not until jianwuji left the south of town that Lord John appeared.

"Yes!" Berman bit his teeth and said firmly, "Lin Xiao and I are close friends!"

The four big words "close friends" are sonorous and powerful, and there is no hesitation at all.

Berman knew Lord John's intention and was ready.

However, he will not hide his relationship with Lin Xiao because he is afraid of each other.

"Good!" Lord John nodded with a smile, but his voice was cold, "like the spirit of a Duke!"

Two iron guards behind Lord John walked to Berman on both sides.

The tall and strong iron guard has a deep breath and stands in the mountains. Relying on his momentum alone, he can crush all the bodyguards in the room.

Berman's head fell lower.

"I heard that Lin Xiao was going to hold a wedding and invited you, didn't he?"

"Yes!"

"Good!" Lord John leaned back slowly, "I'm just going to bring Lin Xiao a big gift, so Duke Lao can help me."

Before Berman could figure it out, an iron guard took a step forward, choked and pulled out a short knife to sweep across.

Pooh!

Berman only felt a flash of white light in front of him, and his consciousness became blurred in an instant.

Plop!

Three seconds later, Berman's head fell to the ground, and blood sprayed out along his neck.

"Father!" Medusa, who stood nervously not far away, screamed with fear, turned her eyes and completely fainted.

"Put his head in a box and send it to Lin Xiao. This is the wedding gift I gave him!" Lord John said lightly.

"Yes!"

Lord John looked at medusa in a coma. "Let his daughter do it for him."

Tiewei went to Medusa and woke her up without saying anything.

Medusa was very confused when she woke up. When she saw her dead father again, she couldn't help crying loudly.

"Ah!!!"

The scream lasted for several minutes.

Lord John seemed to enjoy the cry of fear and looked at Medusa very comfortably.

Until she finished shouting, Sir John said with a smile, "enough vent? Then I'll give you a task to give your father's head to Lin Xiao, so as to ensure that the Duke's house is full, otherwise..."

Lord John was like a devil in his cold tone. Every word he said frightened Medusa.

Medusa, who had just turned 18, couldn't help this stimulation and torture. She sat down on the ground with her legs soft.

"Get up!" Tiewei will not show mercy on the jade at all. He fiercely lifts Medusa up and fixes Medusa like a puppet in front of Duke Berman's head.

Medusa closed her eyes and dared not look at the tragic scene.

"I think... Lin Xiao will like this gift!" Lord John got up slowly and walked out slowly. "Tomorrow!"

Shaolin Temple in Songshan, China.

When!

The bell pierced the sky and the evening class of Shaolin monks began.

Vigorous monks also rushed out of the halls, gathered on the square and began evening training under the leadership of the first juezhen master of the commandment Academy.

Juezhen holds a commandment stick and looks solemn with a serious face.

"The world's martial arts come from Shaolin. As Shaolin monks, you must have a firm determination to eliminate evil and protect the Tao. You must not relax in practicing martial arts every day, okay?"

"I see!"

The monks shouted in order.

"Ha ha ha..."

The arrogant laughter interrupted juezhen's admonition. Then a figure rushed in from outside the mountain gate and stood opposite the monks in a moment.

"What a way to get rid of evil! It's really ridiculous!" Ding Qiu stood with his hands down and his face was full of contempt and ridicule. "After a long time, Shaolin is the biggest evil."

"Who?" Several martial monks came out of the crowd and surrounded fiercely.

Juezhen's pupil shrunk slightly and lost his voice, "donor Ding Qiu?"

"What a Shaolin," said Ding Qiu with a sneer. "The abbot of Shaolin realized that he attacked and killed the younger generation of Wulin for no reason. Such a shameless bald donkey is really discrediting Shaolin."

"Presumptuous!" Jue Zhen rushed to Ding Qiu with a commandment stick. "Benefactor Ding Qiu, please respect yourself and don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, my nonsense?" Ding Qiu sneered, "call out the awakened thief bald and ask him who killed the wolf in my disciple's mountain. Ask him who killed Yuan Hua and others?"

Jue Zhen frowned and wanted to cover Mi Zhang and roared, "the monks listen to the order and deploy the demon subduing and tiger subduing array to meet the great enemy."

"Yes!"

Hundreds of monks jumped out of the battle circle and decisively formed a large array to surround Ding Qiu in the center.

"I bah!" Ding Qiu was not afraid. "It's just mean. Now you still want to kill people? In that case, I don't think Shaolin needs to exist."

Jue Zhen laughed angrily at Ding Qiu's arrogant attitude and said loudly, "take this old man down."

The demon subduing and tiger subduing array composed of 100 monks is very powerful. Ten monks in each group will attack at the same time. Whether the attack is effective or not, they will evacuate quickly.

Then the second group followed.

Followed by the third group and the fourth group, the cycle never stops.

As long as the comers can't break through the battle of ten people, they can only fall into the battle forever.

These monks are at least silver masters, and the leaders of each group are golden soldiers.

If such a huge combat effectiveness is integrated, it is reasonable that even the great master will be in a hurry.

However, Ding Qiu was not afraid at all. He suddenly pulled out the big ring knife and rushed into the array with his wrist.

"Broken!"

Boom!

The cold flash of the big ring Sabre sent out a sharp Sabre air in the air, and the long staff in the hands of ten Shaolin monks turned into fragments in an instant. At the same time, Ding Qiu stepped forward and swept with a big knife.