Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

Murong Lin looked at the monster in front of him that only had the strength of the Body Tempering Realm. He frowned slightly and said, "The most powerful tiger in the jungle only has this strength. Is it because of the secret realm's suppression?"

The environment in each secret realm is different, and the circumstances of their birth will also be different. For example, this world does not seem to have any powerful monsters.

Murong Lin continued to fly forward, surrounded by some common trees.

Suddenly, his consciousness sensed the sound of pursuit coming from a distance. Murong Lin immediately stopped breathing and stopped on a tree, observing the distance.

"Hurry up and catch up! That guy Tie Chenggang is right in front!"

"This beast killed his uncle's family! Where is he escaping?"

"Quick, quick, don't let him escape!"

I saw the sound of several people searching and chasing, as well as the sound of panicked footsteps coming from the woods.

Murong Lin narrowed his eyes and instantly remembered what the plot was.

At the beginning of the novel, many people asked for help from their old uncle, Sun Yubo, and Tie Chenggang was one of them.

His uncle's villa was massacred by the Three Friends of Huangshan. In order to silence him, they chased Tie Chenggang alive all the way to the door of the Sun Mansion.

The Three Friends of Huangshan also brought out the three closest men to Sun Yubo.

It's just that this Tie Chenggang's second appearance was when he committed suicide at his brother's funeral.

"It seems like this is the very beginning of the novel."

Murong Lin's expression changed, and he saw a man emerging from the woods, his body covered in pitch black and even some parts had been burnt to charcoal.

He ran with a resolute and resentful expression, non-stop running towards Suzhou, where the old man was.

It was also the only place where I could avenge him.

Behind him, a group of strong men in yellow clothes were chasing him.

These people are all disciples of Zhao Xiong, the "Hero of the Tiger Forest".

Zhao Xiong was originally his uncle's best friend, but now he believed the lies of the Three Friends of Huangshan and came to hunt him down.

Iron becomes steel, just like his name, his body and will are as hard as steel, and he continues to run.

Behind him, thirteen of Zhao Xiong's disciples were chasing after him with all their strength, with a look of righteousness and shame on their faces.

They can't catch up with iron into steel.

This is their shame as disciples of heroes.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a figure fell from the trees above their heads.

Everyone was shocked.

Even Tie Chenggang, who was running away, couldn't help but look back.

Then they witnessed a flash of sword together.

That was Murong Lin's knife.

The ruthless knife, the ruthless knife, the ruthless knife, the ruthless knife.

For a moment it was like the first ray of purple energy from the rising sun.

Then desolate.

The thirteen disciples of Zhao Xiong who were chasing Tie Chenggang looked at Murong Lin in confusion as he slowly put away his sword.

They were about to say something or do something, but they ran out of energy.

Tie Chenggang, who was standing in the distance, only saw cracks appearing all over the thirteen people, and then they were broken as if a ceramic doll had been smashed to the ground. load

Not even a trace of blood flowed out!

He looked at the young man in brocade clothes standing in the middle of the corpse fragments in shock, and felt that he was very scary.

Then he seemed to notice something, and his face turned pale again.

He stared at the woods in the distance, and four people suddenly jumped out of the woods.

One of them had full muscles, strong fists, and was wearing a tiger fur coat. He looked at the broken corpses on the ground angrily, and then stared at Murong Lin fiercely.

The other three were old men with flowing white hair and aura of immortality about them. Each of them held a sword and stared viciously at Tie Chenggang who was standing in the distance.

"Who are you?" Zhao Xiong asked, wearing a tiger fur coat.

But after he asked this question, he immediately took action, using his tiger claws to dig out his heart and pounce on Murong Lin. The aura in his body was comparable to that of a being in the Ten Thousand Phases Realm.

Behind him, a phantom of a tiger appeared, with black stripes and a yellow body, and a fierce aura.

But those thirteen disciples were also in the Yuan Creation realm, but they still couldn't stop Murong Lin's sword.