Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1041 Hand over Lu Xiaobei

"Yin Feiyang, you Zuo Dharma protector can't be the home of the Yin-Yang Tomb, let your mound master come out!" Lin Hao, a sect master, was talking to a Dharma protector, Yin Feiyang was obviously not qualified!

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the voice of the Yin-Yang Tomb Master's voice floated from mid-air.

"I didn't expect my Yin-Yang Tomb to be so lively tonight! Sect Master Lin Hao, it's been a long time!"

In mid-air, the mound master with a white beard came slowly with a golden scepter.

This golden scepter is the tomb of the Yin-Yang Tomb, and only the previous tomb owners can inherit it.

"Jin Mingyu, you finally came out! I thought you were going to be a coward!" Lin Zong snorted coldly.

"Sect Master Lin, stay safe and sound!" Jin Mingyu fell to the ground, and the golden scepter returned to its place automatically, and got into the Qiankun bag without a sound.

The Qiankun Bag is a standard accessory for Yinyang Tomb disciples, and every disciple has it.

The storage capacity is very objective, just like what Director Mu told Lu Xiaobei back then, except for airplanes and tanks that cannot fit in, it can fit things of general specifications.

"What's wrong with you? I'm very upset. Hand over your disciple Lu Xiaobei, or I, Lin Zong, will make your Yin-Yang Tomb restless today!" Lin Hao didn't even shake Jin Mingyu's face.

"Sect Master Lin's temper is still so hot, is there anything that can't be solved?" Jin Mingyu asked knowingly, but he was actually observing Lin Hao's cultivation.

The last time Lin Hao and Jin Mingyu met outside was three months ago. If he remembered correctly, Lin Hao hadn't entered the Sword God Consummation Stage at that time, and this guy's breakthrough speed was really against the sky.

Taking a closer look, Jin Mingyu knew that the battle today was inevitable.

"Bold Lin Hao, if you dare to disrespect our mound owner, you will seek death!" Huo Muyuan, who has a fiery temper, respects the mound owner extremely, and he can't stand Lin Hao's arrogance the most.

"Let me see what kind of arrogance you have in your cultivation at the Perfection Stage of the God Realm!"

Huo Muyuan rushed out with the knife in hand!

"Ignorance!" Lin Hao didn't move, just stared blankly at Huo Muyuan rushing towards him.

"Mu Yuan, no! Come back!"

Everyone shouted.

But it was too late. Huo Muyuan was the closest to Lin Hao. He was already in a state of anger when he was hit by Nan Wuji just now. How could he bear it when he heard that Lin Hao was disrespectful to the mound owner.

Even if Jin Mingyu made a move at this time, he couldn't stop Huo Muyuan.

Huo Muyuan's broadsword stopped strangely when it was only two or three centimeters away from Lin Hao.

An orange barrier suddenly appeared in front of Lin Hao, standing there straight up and down, making it impossible for Huo Muyuan's broadsword to advance half a step.

"Ignorant cultivation! Ignorant guy!"

Lin Hao stretched out a finger and said coldly: "One finger is enough to kill you!"

This finger just stretched out lightly, and the straight up and down barrier in front of Lin Hao suddenly sent out a powerful wave. After two hums, Huo Muyuan's body flew upside down like a cannonball being ejected, and at the same time midair A streak of bright red blood floated down.

One finger, just one finger, Huo Muyuan, a cultivator who was about to break through the third level of Yin Yang and enter the early stage of star energy, lost like this, so thoroughly.

In the distance, Huo Muyuan's body fell heavily to the ground, and several disciples from the Yin-Yang Tomb rushed out and carried Huo Zhangshi to the back hospital room.

"Lin Hao, you hurt my head of the fire department, the feud between you Shushan Sword Sect and my Yinyang Tomb disciple Lu Xiaobei can be written off!" Jin Mingyu, the owner of the tomb, said coldly.

The politeness just now disappeared, and Lin Hao hurt Huo Muyuan in front of him, how could Jin Mingyu, as the mound owner, let Lin Hao be so presumptuous.

"Hehe, Jin Mingyu, you think too highly of a fire department leader. Can he replace my son Lin Feng? Can he replace Shushan Sword Sect's sword sect genius Leng Qiuyu? You are delusional, I, Lin Hao, put my words here today , Lu Xiaobei is not dead, I, Lin Hao, will make you restless!" Lin Hao issued an ultimatum.

At this moment, the entire Yin-Yang Tomb heard these cruel words.

Those Yin-Yang Tomb disciples who were hiding in the warehouse trembled when they heard this.

While trembling, he hated the culprit Lu Xiaobei at the same time.

"Hand over that Lu Xiaobei, it's over, the other party is coming fiercely, our Yin-Yang Tomb cannot be destroyed by a foreign disciple, and this guy is still a waste, a waste who lives in a second-class house with Zhang Yihao and Kan Dalu!" The foreign disciple said bitterly.

"Senior brother Zhang is right, since this Lu Xiaobei is such a scumbag, hand it over quickly!"

"You know what, if he is a scumbag, how could he seriously injure Lin Hao's son, Lin Feng!" Someone objected.

"Hey, he must have used some dishonorable means. Otherwise, how could Lin Hao come to him? I have a lot of talents in the Yinyang Tomb, and there are a lot of masters. He must have dared to come here because Lu Xiaobei used sneaky tricks to deal with it. Lin Feng, this Lu Xiaobei is the Sangmen star!"

"Nonsense, Senior Brother Lu is not such a person, he definitely has the strength to beat Lin Feng!" Kan Dalu showed a ruthless expression, he did not allow others to insult Senior Brother Lu.

"Kan Dalu, you trash, you're the same trash as Lu Xiaobei, everyone beat him up!"

In a rush, Kan Dalu was thrown to the ground by the crowd, and a violent beating was inevitable.

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The thoughts of this group of foreign disciples soon spread to the hearts of the disciples on the elite list standing outside.

A disciple ranked fifth on the elite list resolutely said: "Tomb Master, Lu Xiaobei has no effect on our Yin-Yang Tomb, why didn't he hand over a disciple who only caused trouble?"

"Exactly! What we are here to protect is the foundation of the Yin-Yang Tomb. The great cause of hundreds of years cannot be ruined by a piece of mouse shit! I suggest handing over Lu Xiaobei!" Another elite list disciple shouted.

"Senior brother Mu Ming, you are the leader of our elite list, what is your decision?" A disciple of the elite list asked Jin Muming.

Jin Muming is a young man who has occupied the number one spot in the elite list for a long time. He has already entered the middle stage of star energy cultivation at the age of 20, but the awakening of the spiritual veins seems to be very difficult. Currently, only six meridians have been opened.

After a short thought, Jin Muming cupped his hands and said, "My lord, my lord protector, and my lords in charge! Disciple Jin Muming unifies all the opinions of the disciples on the elite list. We suggest handing over Lu Xiaobei and listening to Sect Master Lin Hao." It means that Lu Xiaobei caused trouble before entering the Yin-Yang Tomb. So, don’t you think that Sect Master Lin has gone too far to trouble me in the Yin-Yang Tomb?”

Everyone present listened to Jin Muming's words.

The number one guy on the elite list is not only handsome, but also so flexible in his mind.

Lu Xiaobei just entered the Yin-Yang Tomb yesterday, his words undoubtedly eliminated the troubles between the Yin-Yang Tomb and Shushan Sword Sect.

It is true that Lu Xiaobei injured Lin Feng before entering the Yin-Yang Tomb, forcing Leng Qiuyu to let the sword soul swallow his body and die, so what does Lin Hao's trouble with Lu Xiaobei have to do with the Yin-Yang Tomb?
Seeing that everyone was silent, Jin Muming continued: "Lu Xiaobei's actions were not entrusted to him by the Yin-Yang Tomb, but his personal wishes, and have nothing to do with the Yin-Yang Tomb! On behalf of the elite list disciples, I beseech the Tomb Master, the Dharma Protector, and All in charge, hand over Lu Xiaobei to Sect Master Lin!"

(End of this chapter)