After living in seclusion for 10,000 years, descendants come to visit you at the beginning

"If you have the ability, come to me, Lin Yichen, collude with the people in the prison, threaten my friends and relatives, let me know who it is, I will definitely kill him."

Lin Yichen's voice rang in everyone's ears, and the Taixuan Sect Xiantian Realm deacons frowned one by one.

Even Zuo Ju, who had not dealt with Lin Yichen from the beginning, looked ugly.

Not bringing harm to family and friends is a big taboo among their cultivators. After all, along the way of cultivation, there will always be offended by some people, and no one wants this kind of thing to happen to them.

"No, this is not the former head of the Wang family.……"

Li Wei looked at the broken body and seemed to recognize it, but before he finished speaking, Lin Yichen disappeared from the spot and went straight to Wang Ping who was behind Yuan Jinghua!

Everyone was shocked, especially the Xiantian realm experts present. Lin Yichen was so fast that he was even faintly above them.

Lin Yichen, who was walking under the Eight Fierce Steps, seemed to be in a deserted place. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Wang Ping. Without any explanation, he slapped him down with an angry palm!

"No...Master Yuan Pavilion, save me……！"

Wang Ping asked Yuan Jinghua for help in fear. He let himself face Lin Yichen alone, almost certain to die.

"boom!"

The palms of his hands collided, and terrifying waves swept around. Yuan Jinghua could not just watch Wang Ping die in Lin Yichen's hands.

If he couldn't even save his own people, how could he, Yuan Jinghua, gain a foothold in Taixuan Sect.

At this moment, Yuan Jinghua , in fact, he already regretted accepting Wang Ping. This was just causing trouble.

Thump, thump, thump...

After one blow, Lin Yichen took ten steps back before he could regain his composure.

However, everyone was even more shocked. Well, in the face of Yuan Jinghua's blow, Lin Yichen only stepped back a dozen steps, and was not even knocked away!

You know, Yuan Jinghua is the master of the Shenbing Pavilion of Taixuanmen, and his strength is in Taixuanmen. Even when Liu Jianxiao and others were still there, he was still among the top three.

And in today's Taixuan Sect, besides the ancestors of Taixuan Sect, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person.

Zuo Ju and Dong Hua looked at each other with dim eyes. They knew that from this moment on, the other person was already beyond their reach.

"You want to step in too?"

Facing Yuan Jinghua in front of him, Lin Yichen suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of indifference.

"The son of the King of the North, you cannot kill him before things are clear."

Yuan Jinghua frowned. Although the Tianshen Sect had told him not to conflict with Lin Yichen head-on.

But in this situation, he no longer had any choice. Otherwise, who would dare to follow Yuan Jinghua in the future?

Besides, as long as he doesn't let him When Lin Yichen killed Wang Ping, the two of them didn't have a direct conflict. At most, they just had some disputes.

"good."

Unexpectedly, Lin Yichen did not take action again, as if he had already compromised.

Seeing this, Yuan Jinghua breathed a sigh of relief, but there was some disdain in his eyes. The son of the Northern King was nothing more than that.

Wang Ping was even more so. With a feeling of surviving a disaster, the eyes he looked at Lin Yichen became even more malicious.

"Eight evil steps!"

However, just when everyone thought that the matter was over, Lin Yichen suddenly took action again.

The center of his eyebrows cracked, and the innate soul spewed out, and he stepped out with the Eight Fierce Steps.

A surge of Taizu's pressure The intimidating force struck, impacting the relaxed Yuan Jinghua

"not good!"