I Can Extract Attributes

In a square, there are two groups of people facing each other.

One of the group of people, more or less injured, looked a little embarrassed.

One of them fell to the ground.

Another group of people, each with arrogant expressions, their eyes full of playfulness and contempt, looked at the opposite crowd like a clown.

"These newcomers from Xuanwu Peak really don't know whether to live or die. They dared to rush into Minghu Peak. Now they have stabbed a hornet's nest."

"Minghu Peak didn't deal with Xuanwu Peak in the first place, but some people from Xuanwu Peak have suffered."

Many disciples stopped to watch the show in the square, but no one stepped forward to stop it.

Inner sect competition is fierce, and this situation is too common in inner sect.

Especially between the two peaks of Minghu Peak and Xuanwu Peak, it was really a fight every two days for three days, and it never stopped.

The two peaks from top to bottom have never been harmonious.

"My time is limited. If you kneel down and admit your mistake today, I can pretend that nothing happened."

Yang Lin looked at Lu Tao and the others opposite him fiercely, his eyes full of contempt.

Lu Tao's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he was having a fierce ideological struggle in his heart.

In the end, a flattering smile appeared on Lu Tao's face, and he kicked the disciple who was lying in front of him with a bang.

"Make your mother's eyes blind, even Brother Lin dares to collide, so don't hurry to kowtow to Brother Lin and admit his mistake."

With that said, Lu Tao kicked the man a few times again, cursing.

When the disciples of Xuanwu Peak saw Lu Tao's actions, anger appeared in their eyes.

That Yang Lin was clearly looking for their fault.

And this Lu Tao, in order to please Yang Lin, beat their own people.

"This newcomer is really spineless. He was scared by Yang Lin's intimidation."

"This kind of person entering Xuanwu Peak is really embarrassing to Xuanwu Peak."

Seeing this scene, the surrounding disciples shook their heads and sneered unceremoniously.

Lu Tao's cheeks were extremely blue when he heard the discussion from the crowd.

He also knew that what he did was disgraceful.

However, he was not Yang Lin's opponent and did not dare to confront Yang Lin head-on.

"Hahaha, well, for your loyalty like a dog, you don't have to kneel."

Yang Lin laughed, then looked at the others and said, "You all, kneel down and admit your mistake."

Called a dog, Lu Tao almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

In Haoyang Academy, he was a genius that everyone admired, but after coming to Spirit Sword Sect, his pride and self-confidence were trampled down.

The rest of Xuanwu Peak were stern and iron-boned, glaring at each other, not intending to kneel.

"Okay, since you are so ignorant, I have no choice but to beat and beat you for Xuanwufeng."

The corner of Yang Lin's mouth raised a cruel arc.

Swish!

The next moment, Yang Lin's body swept out, and he shot at a half-step martial artist. The energy in his palm surged, and he covered the boy with a palm.

Yang Lin wanted to force him to kneel.

The boy felt the tyrannical aura on Yang Lin's body, and his face turned pale with fright.

Just when he thought he was going to be covered by Yang Lin's palm, suddenly a palm stuck out behind him.

"Bang!"

A dull voice sounded, and a wave of spiritual energy rushed out.

In the sight of people, Yang Lin stepped back a few steps before he stabilized his body.

The disciples onlookers looked at the black-clothed figure who appeared out of thin air with shocking eyes.

"What? Yang Lin was repelled, who is that kid? Why do you feel like you've never seen it before?"

"He is the waste of that eighth-level talent."

"What, is it him?"

There is only one case of the eighth-level talent in the inner sect.

Therefore, Tang Yongye's name may not be known,

But when it comes to the waste of the eighth-level talent, no one knows it and no one knows it.

The eyes people looked at Tang Yongye became weird.

"It's you bastard."

Yang Lin's eyes were like swords, eager to pierce Tang Yongye's body.

At the same time, he was shocked.

The power of Tang Yongye's palm just now had the strength of a second-level martial artist.

It's only been a month, how could he have made such great progress?

Isn't this kid an eighth-level talent waste?

"The old people on the dignified elite list, but shamelessly humiliated some newcomers who have just started. The virtue of this Minghu Peak is not very good."

Tang Yongye ignored Yang Lin's murderous intention and sneered.

The corners of Yang Lin's mouth twitched, he really did something disgraceful.

"Hmph, articulate, my senior brother, what's wrong with teaching the new junior disciples the way of life in the inner sect?" Yang Lin sneered.

"However, you rubbish, you are so disrespectful to my senior brother. If you commit the following crimes, in order for you to avoid detours in the future, I have to take the trouble to teach you the truth of being a human being."

Yang Lin's righteousness was awe-inspiring, as if he was really thinking of Tang Yongye.

However, in his eyes, there was a flickering cold light.

The genius on his dignified elite list was actually repelled by a newcomer.

Although it was said that he was repelled by surprise, but that was also a retreat.

And last time, because of this kid, he was blown away by Yang Xue, and he lost all face.

"This waste, dare to provoke Yang Lin, he is dead."

Seeing this scene, Lu Tao was secretly excited.

No one expected Tang Yongye to suffer more than him.

"Shh!"

With a violent kick under his feet, Yang Lin swept towards Tang Yongye.

The palm of the hand slammed out, and the tyrannical spiritual power fluctuations crushed the surrounding air to burst open.

This palm is stronger than the previous palm.

"Junior Brother Tang Yongye, be careful."

The disciples of Xuanwu Peak reacted, their faces changed suddenly, and they quickly reminded.

Tang Yongye looked indifferent, staring closely at Yang Lin who was rushing towards him, and had no intention of dodging.

"Isn't that kid scared by Yang Lin?"

"This kid is really looking for abuse."

The disciples onlookers shook their heads involuntarily, as if they had seen the scene of Tang Yongye being blasted out.

"what?"

At this moment, a disciple exclaimed as if he saw something incredible.

The rest of the people looked at it subconsciously, their eyes widened, the boss with his mouth open, his chin almost dropped to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

An afterimage swept behind Yang Lin at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and took it with a palm.

"So fast."

Feeling the crisis behind him, Yang Lin's hair stood on end.

He no longer cared about being shocked, and suddenly withdrew the palm of his hand and slammed it towards the rear.

"boom!"

Tang Yongye and Yang Lin slapped each other, and the tyrannical force made his bones tremble with pain, as if they were about to crack.

"What a powerful force."

Tang Yongye was secretly surprised.

This is still Yang Lin's withdrawal of his hand to unload some of his strength. If he is full, he is afraid that his arm will be broken.

The third level of martial arts is really not to be underestimated.

Immediately, Tang Yongye turned his undead golden body, and his skin became a little deeper.

"boom!"

Another punch.

The power of this punch is many times stronger than before.

How could Yang Lin expect that Tang Yongye would take a punch from him, and it would be intact, and he would punch again after one punch.

At this time, Yang Lin was too late to defend.

This punch can only be eaten with the flesh.

"The first-level martial artist, even if you are punched, how can you hurt me."

Yang Lin was disdainful in his heart, transported the spiritual power in his body to his body, and made a defensive action.

But then, a scene that caught everyone's attention appeared.