Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

The tea house is an ancient building with a hollow inside and corridors on all sides. There are compartments in which there are wooden ladders spiraling upwards, which is antique.

However, at this moment, dense figures were standing in the corridors on the eighth floor, holding thermal weapons.

On the first floor, facing the door, is a deep corridor with no end in sight.

But a few figures could be seen standing there, elongated by the bright light at the end.

An iron bar that was kicked out by Lin Tian exploded into flesh and blood, and many gunmen in the teahouse were deadlocked in place, not daring to make any changes.

Lin Tian's murderous and awe-inspiring words hit their hearts hard, and everyone was terrified.

In the silent teahouse, there was only the sound of slightly heavy breathing.

"It's so ruthless!"

Seeing Lin Tian killing people like slaughtering dogs and mowing grass, Yang Guoqun secretly gasped, swallowed and looked at Lin Tian's back, only a deep sense of awe remained in his heart.

When I saw it at first, in Yang Guoqun's eyes, the young man in front of him was arrogant and conceited, but now he is like a murderous god, taking people's lives with his hands, without blinking his eyes.

At the end of the corridor on the first floor.

Those figures also took a deep breath and walked over.

Soon, five figures appeared not far from Lin Tian.

Three old men stood at the end, one was a martial arts master, and the other two were prefecture-level peaks. They were all ancient martial arts practitioners, with deep breath and strong strength.

Then there was a black-faced man with a silver earring on one ear, and above his flat nose, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, as if he would eat anyone at any time.

This person is seven or eight points similar to Pala Songkan, but his aura is several times more terrifying!

"Weimeng Songkan!"

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes, and roughly guessed the identity of this person, and then his eyes fell on a middle-aged man walking in front. He was tall and big, with scars on his face, giving people a very fierce look. Feeling, "This person should be Qiu Yaoping, the head of the Hengling Gang!"

at the same time.

Qiu Yaoping was also looking at Lin Tian, ​​with horror and anxiety in his eyes.

He couldn't calm down just now and let a martial arts master die in vain. At this time, he secretly felt bitter and helpless.

It is unimaginable that the strength of the young man in front of him who can knock out a martial arts master with one punch is terrifying.

The black-faced man Weimeng Songkan on the side also stared at Lin Tian with a serious expression.

"Your Majesty, you are very born, we should have never met, and you are not an ancient martial arts practitioner!"

Qiu Yaoping calmed down completely at this time, and said to Lin Tian in a deep voice: "We have no grievances and no enmity, but your Excellency injured members of our Hengling Gang, and brought people from Jiutou Mountain to rush into our Hengling Gang angrily. The purpose? Is it to stand up for Jiutou Mountain?"

Listening to the tone of Qiu Yaoping's words, Yang Guoqun, who was standing behind Lin Tian, ​​let out a sigh of relief.

Facing the sight of dense black hot weapons, his heart had already been hanging in his throat.

Lin Tian can protect himself from the bullets flying all over the building, but he has no way to avoid it. If there is a real scuffle, he may become a hornet's nest first.

"You are Qiu Yaoping, the head of the Hengling Gang, right? Get the hell out of here, and I'll talk to you later!"

Lin Tian said to Qiu Yaoping coldly, then looked at Weimeng Songkan, and said, "You are Weimeng Songkan, right?"

Seeing that Lin Tian only threw one sentence to himself, with a domineering tone, Qiu Yaoping couldn't help but froze.

However, seeing the miserable state of the martial arts master who was still alive on the ground, he opened his mouth and didn't speak again.

Killing the martial arts master with one punch, the boy in front of him is too terrifying!

At such a close range, if the opponent wants to make a move, he will be dead or alive!

"Who are you? We have never met before, but this time you are looking for me!"

Weimeng Songkan just stared at Lin Tian independently, but he couldn't see the depth, and at the same time he couldn't figure out when he had enmity with the young man in front of him. He glanced at the seriously injured Parasongkan on the ground, coldly Said: "My younger brother was seriously injured by you, and one hand was crippled. You killed innocent people indiscriminately, which will cause dissatisfaction in the cultivation circle in southern Thailand. When the two countries' practitioners fight, you will bear the responsibility rise?"

"A war between practitioners from the two countries? What does this have to do with me? I don't care if you fight to the death! Besides, it's worth fighting between the two sides with your weight?"

Lin Tian sneered and shook his head, and replied: "I don't care if you come here, but you shouldn't make troubles, and almost kill my family by mistake. You, damn it!"

"Arguing for wind and rain? I am afraid you have misunderstood it? We are here to communicate and cooperate in good faith!"

Wei Meng Song Kan frowned, and said in a low voice dissatisfied.

"Cooperation? I will kill both Banchai Suotui and Sompashila!"

Lin Tian shook his head slightly, his face gradually turned cold, and murderous intent filled the air.

On the opposite side, Wei Meng Song Kan's complexion changed slightly, his expression was completely gloomy, and the gloomy aura began to linger around him slowly.

"Hand over the things, and I'll give you a treat!"

Lin Tian stared at Weimeng Songkan with cold eyes.

"You are a Chinese cultivator. You can have the strength to defeat Pala at this age. Your talent can be said to be shocking! But, even if you are against the sky, you will not be able to reach the golden core stage, right? Such an arrogant tone is really arrogant Too much! This will kill your life, die early, and cut off your talent..."

Weimeng Song Kan's cold eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared at Lin Tiandao: "You are the first one who dares to tell me what you want in person! I don't know what you want, but, you Go underground and get it!"

As soon as the words fell, Weimeng Song Kan's breath burst out, causing Qiu Yaoping and others to fly back involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, cold white bone skeletons with long hair flew out of him one by one, the breath of death filled the air, and as soon as his hands changed, the dark green poison burst out again, and at the same time his hands There is a dark white bone formation on it... The terrifying coercion swept across the teahouse, and everyone couldn't help being shocked. They all couldn't stand still, and fell to the ground, showing panic.

Even standing on Qiu Yaoping's last remaining martial arts master, he staggered for a while and had to sit cross-legged on the ground.

At this moment, Wei Meng Song Kan can be said to have displayed all his strength, and his whole body is as mighty as a rainbow!

Such strength can be compared to the existence of the peak of the foundation building period!

Facing Lin Tian, ​​he immediately felt the extremely dangerous aura. At this moment, he was furious, so he acted first and did his best!

"Is this the method of an immortal?"

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed.

Both Lu Haoxuan and Palasongkan who were seriously injured had their eyes wide open.

"Brother, kill him! I'm going to do the same..."

Pala Songkan's face was excited, watching Lin Tianru looking at a dead man, he yelled angrily in broken Chinese language mixed with ugly Thai language: "Boy, you are sure! Tainan is the Flying Wall Order!"

only.

Facing Weimeng Songkan's shot, Lin Tian looked as usual, ignored Palasongkan's twittering, and shook his head at Weimeng Songkan: "The mere Tainan head-down technique is unsightly! My hand, One sword can defeat you!"