Chapter 51 -- Inn

Zhao Wuliang's voice has not yet fallen.

A silver-white beam of light rose from Zhao Wuliang's body. Followed by a silver-white sword arc. It's very apprehens.

With a roar, the silver-white beam of light directly smashed the tables and chairs next to Zhao Wuliang, and the huge hatred went straight to the sky, and then spread wildly from the sword arc. The plague spread wildly in all directions, and its target was exactly where Lin Yuan was located.

Where they passed, some weak warriors even looked pale.

"How is that possible?"

"This is... the strength of the eight realms of the day after tomorrow!"

"Zhao Wuliang has actually reached this point?"

"Impossible, this kind of strength is obviously about to reach the nine levels of the day after tomorrow"

Among the onlookers from afar, there were many warriors who had reached the eight-fold realm of the day after tomorrow. At the moment when Zhao Wuliang showed his strength, he couldn't help exclaimed.

The scene in front of them is really incomprehensible. The growth rate of Zhao Wuliang's strength has completely exceeded the range they can estimate, infinitely close to the nine-fold realm of the day after tomorrow, and even his own strength has reached the nine-fold realm.

In the inn, broken wood chips fell one by one.

And a grain of dust slowly floated up because of the impact of the two magnificent forces of Lin Yuan and Zhao Wuliang. A strange force field slowly formed in the impact, and it seemed that the strange airflow visible to the naked eye flowed like a dark current vortex.

Zhao Wuliang looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Haha, even if you are strong, you will be buried with me if you lose my son." Zhao Wuliang's whole face is ferocious, and there is no such thing as just now.

The true element fluctuation and momentum that broke out firmly locked Lin Yuan. Surrounded by the silver-white Zhenyuan and the sword arc, he was as powerful and fierce as a demon god.

Everyone's exclamation came to his ears, and Zhao Wuliang's laughter was even more arbitrary.

My strength over the years has been stuck at the peak of the eight-fold realm, but my strength is indeed stronger than the ordinary eight-fold peak.

The crazy catharsis sound has been stirring in the inn for a long time.

And the people below also think that Lin Yuan will definitely be miserable at this moment. They have never seen Zhao Wuliang, the head of the Zhao family, as angry as today.

Lin Yuan has been waiting quietly.

Looking at his crazy opponent as if watching his performance, and waited until Zhao Wuliang's laughter fell, Lin Yuan was still the same.

Perhaps in the sense of others, Zhao's momentum is very strong, and it can even be comparable to the momentum of the nine-fold realm of the day after tomorrow. However, how could they think that Lin Yuan at this time was not as weak as they thought, but a solid master of the nine-fold realm. Its own strength has reached half a step innate.

But——

Just when Zhao Wuquan enjoyed such an atmosphere.

The next moment, something happened that made everyone stunned.

The momentum that broke out on Lin Yuan's body suddenly increased incredibly, climbing and climbing again like a rocket, as if it would never stop.

This ocean instantly disintegrated Zhao's infinite advantages.

The situation suddenly reversed at the most incredible moment.

Compared with this incredible momentum, Zhao Wuliang's momentum is infinitely close to the nine-fold realm of the day after tomorrow, and there is no way to compare with Lin Yuan's. How does Yinghui compare with Haoyue?

Therefore, in an instant, the crazy silver-white true vitality momentum and sword arc disappeared like a mirror.

"Drip..." At the moment when Zhao Wuliang's figure emitted the terrible momentum of Lin Yuan, his own Zhenyuan suddenly contracted, and the sword arc was also dull in an instant. The feet also retreated.

"Wan!"

Zhao Wuliang's retreat immediately shocked all the warriors in the inn. Even some ordinary people who can't practice can know that the momentum that just broke out from Lin Yuan instantly overwhelmed Zhao Wuliang.

Zhao's momentum was great, and he didn't expect that Lin Yuan's momentum was even more flime.

The people in the inn knew that Zhao was defeated in this contact.

"Whose family is this teenager?" For a moment, everyone's heart was filled with a kind of doubt. But it doesn't wait for everyone to react.

At the moment when Lin Yuan repelled Zhao Wuliang's momentum, Zhao Wuliang's whole face turned pale in an instant. Then, his face suddenly turned red and swollen like congestion.

"Oh! Poo! Poo!" Zhao Wuliang suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. Injured.

Before the real battle began, he was injured. At this moment, the people in the inn instantly understood that the teenager's hand was unexpectedly strong. This is not a teenager, but obviously a demon.

"You, you, are fine?" The smile on Zhao Wuliang's face, combined with the blood at the corners of his mouth, was slightly ferocious.

There was a trace of imperceptible anger in the depths of his eyes, which seemed to spread like fire. Getting stronger and stronger.

"I don't want to fight with you, and I don't want to fight with you." Lin Yuan's face showed impatience, and a cold light flashed over and drowning. His originally calm eyes suddenly became sharp at this moment.

Lin Yuan is not a person who likes to fight, and this time, he has no choice but to do so. In Lin Yuan's consciousness, as long as people don't offend me, he will never provoke others.

"You! Dreaming?" How could Zhao Wuliang let Lin Yuan go? Things were so annoying that he couldn't stop.

There was also a sound of inhaling cold air in the crowd outside.

"Then I have nothing to say, but you are not my opponent!" Lin Yuan's face was ridiculed.

Although Lin Yuan doesn't like to fight, Zhao Wuliang is forced again and again. Even Lin Yuan's temper can't help but be angry.

He really doesn't pay attention to Zhao Wuliang, the head of the Zhao family in front of him.

Since Lin Yuan solved the matter of Linjiazhuang, he also knows his own strength very well. What's more, he is facing a martial artist who has not yet embarked on the nine realms of the day after tomorrow.

"Hahaha, okay, what a madman, abolish my son first, speak wildly, unbred and unbred, it's really unforgivable, okay, I'll kill you today to let you understand what arrogance is." Zhao trembled angrily and laughed angrily. His black beard fluttered, his eyes were wide open, and his silver-white real yuan flashed all over his body, and the murderous opportunity burst out.

From the beginning, Lin Yuan ignored him and even hurt him just now. This hatred has long been left in Zhao Wuliang's heart. How can he easily let Lin Yuan go at this time?

Lin Yuan is clear, and it is useless to say more.

A sharp sword spirit burst out from Lin Yuan's hands, like lightning, cutting through the sky. No words can describe the rapidness and sharpness of this sword spirit. Everyone only felt the blue in front of them, like the sea rolling upside down.

Then, among the incredible people, Zhao Wuliang's body fell backwards without any reaction.

Papa!

Zhao Wuliang, the high-ranking head of the Zhao family, drew a very ordinary parabola line in the air the day after tomorrow, fell to the ground, his hands and feet twitched on the ground, and the blood in his mouth seemed to be sprayed desperately.

Zhao Wuliang's eyes were lax at this time, and there was no majestic appearance. His whole body stayed in place, and he didn't even wipe the blood on his body.

At this time, Zhao Wuliang finally knew that his son had provoked a person he could not afford to provoke. The teenager's strength was only six or sevenfold. This clearly belonged to the nine-fold realm of the day after tomorrow, and the real ninefold realm. At this moment, Zhao Wuliang's heart is full of helplessness and sadness.

"What kind of teenager did his son get into?" At this moment, Zhao Wuliang's mind actually regretted helping his son come out, and even had an impulse to commit suicide.

Who knows that this teenager will never be more than 18 years old, which can only show a problem. This is definitely a disciple from a big family or sent out to practice.

However, who would have thought that Lin Yuan would not be a disciple of a big family or sect, just a boy from a small Qianxing Town.

At this time, the people in the inn were also shocked by Lin Yuan's sudden burst of strength, and they all stared at the opposite side.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Lin Yuan did not look at the father and son who fell to the ground. Go to the accommodation place just mentioned by Xiao Er

Everyone is completely dull. This is incredible.

And Lin Yuan didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all, so he walked forward step by step.

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