Yang Lin was so angry that he laughed.

Looking at the disciple who was holding the sword and trembling slightly, but still insisting on standing at the front for confrontation, he suddenly asked: "What is your name?"

"Cui Zhifang."

The young Taoist priest replied: "No matter what you say is true or false, I can't let you go. We will discuss the truth and falsehood after Uncle Master and the others come."

"Elm knot."

Yang Lin was angry.

Speaking of which, Zhao Zhijing and Cui Zhifang are actually his direct brothers from the same sect, and are both disciples of Yuyangzi Zhenren.

It's really hard for him to go too far.

However, I couldn't let out a breath of depression.

I just want to give them a good beating.

'If I were an enemy who came to your door, you would be gone by now, okay?'

At this moment, a deep and fierce shout sounded from the hall and pavilion: "Who dares to come to the Quanzhen Sect and act wild?"

The sound waves rolled and the mountains reverberated.

A black figure leaped forward like a star ball.

Approaching Baozi Rock, he jumped in the air and swept his eyes with anger.

The long sword was unsheathed, and Paiyun Dangqi slashed towards Yang Lin's head with his sword.
Chapter completed!