"collapse!"

A strange sound came, and the sword in Lin Tianxiang's hand trembled, and then it was interrupted! The broken sword shot out, Xia Lin easily flashed past and grabbed the remaining sword directly into his hand.

At this time, the long sword broke, and almost all the remaining power surged on Lin Tianxiang.

Lin Tianxiang decisively gave up the broken sword in his hand, defended with all his strength, and took four or five steps back before barely stopping. However, at this time she found that something cold was placed on her neck.

Xia Lin, the 16-year-old Heifeng Village master, was looking at him with a smile on his face, but in his hand, there was a cold broken sword.

There was silence around him, and even Sun Zhong himself felt incredible. The eldest young master actually won?

Not only did he suppress it completely from the beginning, but even when Lin Tianxiang used the cold light sword shadow, he even won. Moreover, he interrupted a long sword of essence iron. What a strength.

At this moment, there was a roar in his mind. Others couldn't understand it. He could see clearly. The one just now was clearly Ling Feng Palm! But it was different from all the palm techniques that signed. This is... the ninth palm! How is this possible?

You know, Ling Feng’s palm has only eight palms in total. Could it be that the young master himself understood it?

This is even more absurd. It is basically impossible to understand the first-class martial arts in the body-building stage. But as soon as this idea comes out, it can't be suppressed.

For some reason, Sun Zhong remembered the big tree that broke in the courtyard when he first met the young master.

It turned out... it was not the profound martial arts taught by the village leader, but the young master himself understood it. A trace of enlightenment flashed in Sun Zhong's eyes and a trace of excitement flashed in his heart. With such talent, the young master's future is absolutely unimaginable. As the first person to stand by the young master, he will definitely have a place when he succeeds and becomes famous in the future.

The disciples of the copycat were all passionate, and a look of fanaticism flashed in their eyes. Perhaps from this moment on, they turned into Xia Lin's brainless fans, unrestrained.

At the most unlikely time, it brought them the greatest hope and also made the little flame in their hearts burn.

As for the caravan, Lynch and his escort friends were shocked. What they didn't expect was that the young master lost, and he lost so fiercely, and he had no room for struggle, and was strongly broken by Xia Lin with one move.

"You lost."

Xia Lin said lightly, retracting the broken sword placed on his neck.

Lin Tianxiang looked gray and wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

Lost, and it still lost so thoroughly!

If he hadn't lost with that move, he would still have hope in his heart, but at this time, being defeated by a blow at his strongest state completely knocked out the pride in his heart.

So much so that now he can't even find excuses.

Even the sword was broken, what else could be said?

"Take it, give you all the goods, just leave your life for your brothers as much as you want," Lin Tianxiang said with a disappointed look on his face.

"Young master, no!" Lynch said anxiously, "At worst, I can fight with them! If you hand over all the goods to them, after you go back..."

"Shut up, do you want your brothers to die in vain?" Lin Tianxiang said to him with a sharp look.

Lynch was silent and looked back at the caravan people, as well as many guard brothers, and then looked at the fanatical copycat disciples on the opposite side. If they really wanted to stand up, they would probably die.

"The disciples of Heifeng Village obeyed the order and surrounded everyone, and no one was allowed to go out." Xia Lin snorted coldly and gave the order.

"yes!"

All the disciples responded.

"Xia Lin, what do you want to do?" Lin Tianxiang's face changed drastically. Could it be that Xia Lin still wanted to kill him? If this is the case, they probably wouldn't have much power to resist.

Xia Lin shrugged and looked at him and said, "Let's talk alone?"

Lin Tianxiang was stunned and breathed a sigh of relief. Since he wanted to talk, he would not have to kill him. Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly: "Do I still have room for resistance now?"

Xia Lin gave Sun Zhong a color to let him take everyone's attention, and then took him on a hill in the distance, which was 200 meters away from the caravan, and it was impossible to hear their conversation.

"Master, please tell me if you have any instructions." Lin Tianxiang saw him stop and asked directly.

Before he knew it, he had already changed into respect. This is the survival rule of China's continent. We should give enough respect to the strong! They are also qualified to enjoy this honor!

It is precisely because of the special status of the strong that they are unremittingly climbing up without hesitation!

Xia Lin smiled and asked, "What are the goods you brought this time?"

Lin Tianxiang admitted frankly: "A golden statue and a batch of spiritual herbs."

"The Golden Statue?" Xia Lin was surprised, "You are also transporting that kind of thing."

Lin Tianxiang smiled bitterly and said, "The Lin family encountered some difficulties in their business and could only ask for help from a strong man. However, this strong man liked a special liking. Just like this gold thing, the Lin family simply used a thousand taels of gold to create this golden statue and asked the strong man to take action once."

"Thousands of taels of gold?"

Xia Lin took a breath of air conditioner when he heard this. What does this mean? According to the algorithm of his previous life, a thousand taels of gold is nearly 12 million yuan, a huge sum of money.

Even the mainland of China is far more abundant than in previous lives, and a thousand taels of gold is a considerable wealth.

"This is also a great time. I hurriedly asked me to take it as soon as I finished the work. I only realized later how difficult it was. I have always wondered why such a huge fortune did not send the elders of the cyclone stage to follow me. It seems that I was being humble again this time." Lin Tianxiang's face was a little chilled.

Xia Lin smiled softly, this is the disadvantage of power.

Where there are people, there are martial arts and lakes. Whether it is a family, a sect, or their inconspicuous copycat, there is no need for power struggles.

"I heard what Lynch meant just now. If the Golden Star didn't go back this time, your position might be kept." Xia Lin said.

"Hmph, if you want to touch me, it depends on whether they have enough weight. Even if you come down, I will make them pay the price!" Lin Tianxiang said lightly, but he revealed a sense of sternness in his tone.

"Where is the spirit grass?"

"The most ordinary low-level spiritual herb is not easy to go back and forth. It is just right for a business to make some money. However, it seems that you have made money for this business now." Lin Tianxiang said with a wry smile.

"Spiritual Grass..."

Xia Lin thought about something, looked back at Lin Tianxiang and observed for a moment.

The golden statue is very valuable, and there is no doubt that it is, but for Xia Lin, it is a waste! Because it is very simple, he has no place to use this thing, and once it is discovered, it must be handed over! Or it is better to use it as a transaction if it is envied by others.

After coming to this world for sixteen years, Xia Lin’s only understanding of this world comes from the books he read, all of which are false things.

He knew nothing about the others, and even the situation in Linjiang City was not very clear about it.

In this case, he lacks information resources very much. He still remembers that his previous life was an era of information explosion, and the most important resource is undoubtedly information!

So if you want to understand the outside world, the first thing you do is to build your own intelligence system.

And the Lin family is the best recipient to come to the door.

Lin Tianxiang was frightened by him and soon couldn't calm down: "You, what do you want to do... I don't like men..."

Xia Lin shook his head speechlessly: "It's so boring to kill you. Why not, let's do business."

"ah?"

Lin Tianxiang was a little confused. He, a robber, wanted to do business with him? What's the situation?

"I can give you the golden statue. Just keep the spirit grass and give it to the brothers in the village." Xia Lin said.

An excited look flashed in Lin Tianxiang's eyes, and his low mood suddenly rose, but soon, he calmed down. Xia Lin would not easily return such a huge amount of wealth to him for no reason.

"What do you want?" Lin Tianxiang tried his best to keep himself calm.
Chapter completed!