The invincible king of the city

Chapter 553

After opening the third dragon pattern, Lin Xuan's combat strength approached 500, which was the peak of the fourth level of the divine realm.

However, he awakened the dragon body, the blood of the dragon flowed, and all aspects of his body functions far surpassed those of the same level.

After killing Hua Mingyue, Lin Xuan flew to Daming Temple.

Inside Daming Temple, ten sword servants and six petals vomit blood, and their vitality is rapidly disappearing.

Their master planted a secret method on them, and once the master died, they would not be able to survive.

"Benefactor Lin is back." Jie Kong looked up at the sky.

The awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd converged one after another, and a blood-colored light spot appeared from the sky, getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a figure and landed in front of the crowd.

"Master Lin!"

The monks clasped their hands together and bowed to express their thanks.

Lin Xuan waved his hand, "I should be the one to say thank you. You have suffered heavy losses in order to protect me. I owe you a favor. If you need my help in the future, just ask."

"Amitabha!" Wuming proclaimed a Buddha's name, "With Lin's benefactor's words, our efforts are worth it."

He knows all too well the promise of such a horror character.

Lin Xuan's eyes fell on Wuming's severed arm, and a flash of apology flashed in his indifferent golden pupils.

Wuming noticed his gaze, smiled, and said in a weak voice, "This is the arrangement of the Buddha. I am old, so I shouldn't continue to use force in the future."

All the disciples fell silent, and the abbot's words were filled with indifference, but everyone knew his belief in eliminating demons, otherwise he would not have the title of the Holy Buddha of Suppressing Demons.

After the arm is broken, there may no longer be a demon-suppressing holy Buddha in the world.

Lin Xuan pondered, then slowly walked up to the abbot, and lightly pressed his palm on his severed arm.

"Benefactor Lin?" A ray of confusion flashed in Wuming's eyes.

"Abbot, relax your body."

With a thought in Lin Xuan's mind, the bloody dragon pattern and the white dragon pattern on his back shone at the same time, and a gentle force was input from his palm into Wuming's body.

The nameless old body trembled violently, and suddenly felt that the blood was burning, and the hundreds of millions of cells in the whole body were cheering and bursting with vitality.

"What's going on?" Everyone's eyes widened, and their hearts were filled with shock.

At this time, the abbot was full of breath of life, not like a weak old man who was seriously injured!

"Benefactor Lin, you..." Wuming's pale face quickly turned red, and there was an itchy feeling at the severed arm.

This is a sign of rebirth with a broken arm!

Wuming stared at Lin Xuan, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and a turbulent sea arose in his mind.

"Who exactly are you?"

As the abbot of Daming Temple, he has experienced countless storms and met countless strange people. His state of mind has long been as calm as an ancient well without waves, and it is difficult to make big waves.

But with Lin Xuan's action, he even changed his address to "you"!
This method is amazing!

"Abbot, don't be like this." Lin Xuan smiled and withdrew his palm, "I'm not as good as you think. If your broken arm wants to be reborn, it needs to be supplemented by natural materials and earthly treasures. It will take about three or four years to completely recover. recover."

If Lin Xuan's own arm is broken, the two dragon patterns run to the maximum power, and a new arm can be born in an instant.

At the beginning, when Lin Xuan only had the self-healing dragon pattern, he could still quickly heal his broken body.

Therefore, after the Bloody Dragon Mark enhanced the effect of the self-healing Dragon Mark, it was nothing to regenerate someone with a broken arm.

Even so, it is an ability that is unimaginable to everyone.

Rao Jiekong and the others looked at Lin Xuan with a strange look, which was the way they looked at monsters.

The combat power is astonishing, and even the means of curing diseases are so amazing!
Lin Xuan felt uncomfortable being watched by these people, and said, "Anyway, thank you all, it's time to say goodbye."

"Are you going now..." Wuming asked.

Lin Xuan's expression turned cold suddenly, "Debt collection!"

After the words fell, a sonic boom sounded, and he set off a huge wave, across the sea, and flew towards Yanjing.

……

Yanjing, the Lin family.

Lin Haifeng has set up a luxurious banquet, and all the high-level executives of the Lin family are seated.

They looked at each other and smiled, but no one moved their chopsticks.

"With the speed of the master of the sword sect, he should be here soon." A member of the Lin family said with a smile.

"There is also the hermit patriarch of Baihuamen. These two are people that even the top officials of the country are afraid of." Lin Mingyuan smiled slightly.

"This banquet is of great significance. Once the Lin family makes friends with these two, their status will definitely rise to a higher level." Lin Haifeng smiled, his eyes full of confidence.

"Thanks to Xiaoyuan's ingenious plan, we got this precious opportunity." Lin Mingyuan looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuanduan took a sip of the red wine from Bordeaux Manor, and smiled proudly, "No, it's not my credit."

"Oh?" Lin Mingyuan was surprised, "Whose credit is that?"

"Of course it's the bastard's credit." Lin Yuan's eyes showed deep contempt, and the corners of his mouth raised a playful smile, "If he hadn't been so stupid and offended the master of the Sword Sect and the ancestor of Baihuamen, we would have no reason to let those two Great shot."

Lin Mingyuan nodded and sighed, "That's right, for the Lin family, he is the biggest contributor, and he deserves to participate in this banquet, but unfortunately..."

Lin Yuan's eyes were bright, full of confidence, and he smiled calmly: "Unfortunately, he has already died in the hands of two powerful people, so he cannot be seated."

After the voice fell, the field fell into silence, and then a burst of mocking laughter broke out.

"This bastard should have died a long time ago!"

"Living outside, I don't know what kind of bad habits I have developed, lowly guy, he is a disgrace to our Lin family!"

"..."

At this moment, a slightly weak voice sounded.

"Is it possible that the master of Sword Sect and the Patriarch of Baihuamen failed to kill him?"

The field fell silent for an instant, and everyone looked at this person with sarcasm, disdain, or contempt.

"The master of Jianzong and the ancestor of Baihuamen have been famous for a long time, and their strength is astonishing. There is no possibility of failure for them to attack." Lin Yuan said coldly, his voice was full of confidence, "Who do you think Lin Xuan is? What makes him Escape from the palms of the two mighty ones?"

Even though Lin Xuan had an impressive record of killing hundreds of strong men by one person, Lin Yuan didn't think he had a chance of surviving.

"Lin Tian." Lin Haifeng looked at this person indifferently, "From now on, you don't have to attend the high-level meetings of the Lin family."

Lin Tian blushed and lowered his head, "Patriarch, I was wrong..."

"No, you're right, it's them who are wrong."

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded.He only heard his voice, but not his person.

"Who? Who's talking!"

Lin Haifeng frowned, looked around, his voice was cold.

"Aren't you waiting for the winner to return? I am the winner!"

Lin Yuan's pupils shrank, "Lin Xuan!"

Lin Xuan sat next to him at some point, sipping red wine leisurely.

"The wine is good."

(End of this chapter)