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First, he encountered Lin Beitian who did not waste his martial spirit and was beaten away by Zi Tong. However, he met Lin Liu again and again, and in the end, he even saved thin Lin.

He was only a small martial artist and his opponents were all at the Martial Spirit Realm. He couldn't fight and couldn't run away, so he couldn't just come out and save himself every time.

At this moment, Lin Hu's eyes were filled with a deep sense of pity. He had yet to take revenge, so how could he die here? However, his strength only allowed him to freeze on his path of cultivation.

As if he could see the sigh in Lin Hu's eyes, the black clothed man let out that loathsome voice once more, "Lin Zhu, I think you are a genius. If your cultivation can compete with mine, why don't you join us?"

Lin Hu shook his left arm. Before he released the dragon's power, he was still able to fight back with streams of air.

Seeing that Lin Hu was about to make his move, the black clothed man's eyes gradually turned into killing intent, "You're so kind to not listen. With your remaining martial energy, how are you going to struggle?"

At this moment, a voice rang out, causing Lin Hu to stop his hands. This voice did not originate from the black clothed man, but from the iron rod behind him.

After the soul stealing power was blocked by the mysterious artifact in his mind, the dark black metal rod that had been quiet for a long time resounded in his heart once again.

"Boy, I can help you kill these people, but there must be an agreement between us."

Lin Hua did not reply. His dragon's strength should be enough to kill the man in black right in front of him. Plus, that iron rod was too weird, so the consequences were unimaginable.

Seeing that Lin Hu was about to make his move, a sinister laughter resounded in his heart.

"My right arm can only barely move. The strength contained in my left arm is unimaginable. I guess that's the side effect of using this move!"

He was not surprised that the dark black iron rod could break through the mysteries of the forest bud with a single sentence, because this iron rod could actually communicate with his mind in secret. Just this point alone was not simple.

"It's none of your business!" Lin Hu roared in anger.

The black-clothed man was stunned. What was this young man doing in front of him that he was about to go crazy? For a moment, the fire in his hands stopped burning, and together with the twenty or so traitors, he stared blankly at Lin Hu.

"Hehe, what if you really use it and if you can't defeat him? At that time, you will only have a pair of legs left. You and I only need to make an agreement to help you once."

What if he didn't die? Lin Hua began to think. Yes! If he did not die and only had a pair of legs left, he would be surrounded by more than twenty traitorous clan disciples. With his remaining martial energy, he would undoubtedly die.

In the sky, there were still Martial Kings battling. Given Lin Hua's character, he definitely wanted to kill him. How could he give Lin Hua such an opportunity to do so?

His eyes narrowed as he weighed the pros and cons. "I'll agree to your terms. What agreement?"

"The agreement is that I will be restored in the future."

"It's that simple?"

"The process is not simple, hurry up and grasp me!"

The black clothed man laughed out loud, "Those who are about to die must be out of their minds." Lin Hu didn't pay any attention to the loud laughter from the crowd.

"Since you are not willing to join us, and want to become the pedant righteous faction of the Lin Family, then die for me."

The saber light was accompanied by a strong Martial Qi. The Martial Qi was filled with black flames that swirled around like a forest bud. At this moment, Lin Hua was at the end of his strength.

Before he could think any further, he grabbed the dark black iron rod in the red liquid.

At this moment, the space seemed to have frozen. The instant Lin Hu grabbed the iron rod, his eyes became dazzled. The scenery around him was white, and the flames that were spreading out were fixed in front of him.

When he pulled out the iron rod and touched the liquid, a viscous color covered his left hand. The white scene suddenly disappeared and he realized that the liquid in his hand seemed to be blood.

He did not know how the black flames disappeared behind him, but he knew that it was definitely this metal rod that had helped him withstand this attack.

Lin Hu's left hand suddenly drew out traces of blood and gushed into the black metal rod. Lin Hua's eyes widened. If this continued, he would definitely become a dried up corpse.

He would rather die fighting than be killed with a stick.2

"Don't be so excited, I'll count it as your good luck. Today, I will blood essence to sign a contract with you. If you can't complete the agreement, then it won't be too late to kill you in the future."

Lin Hua slightly heaved a sigh of relief. 'But, isn't a drop of blood essence enough to be recorded in an ancient book?' His blood essence flowed like water into the Dark Iron Rod.

It was obvious that he was tricked by the Dark Iron Rod in front of him. According to his calculations, at least a tenth of his blood pressure flowed into the interior of the Dark Iron Rod.

"Alright brat, look at how scared you are!" "It's just that I absorbed a little more. I must say that my eyes were right back then. Your blood essence is pretty good, and it was enough for me to use a bit more."

It turned out that this iron rod had long ago regarded him highly, and now it was trying to lure him over.

Lin Hu cursed out loud, "You old swindler, how are you going to help me with just a sliver of your power?"

"Hehe!" If I get hit by your words, then I will become a God Stick. Although I don't have the strength from back then, it's still very easy for me to deal with this trash in front of me. "

The black clothed man was surprised. He did not know how the black coloured flames disappeared, but when he pulled out the dark black colored metal rod, he saw the dark black metal rod absorbing the fresh blood of the forest bud.

He silently watched this strange scene. He thought that Lin Hua was killed by an iron rod, but the black iron rod stopped moving.

The black clothed man felt the dense fear from the Lin Clan disciples behind him, he turned his head and asked in a stern voice, "Isn't it just a broken iron rod? You were scared like this? "

The 20 traitorous Lin Clan disciples trembled as they looked at the man in black, "Commander might not know, but this is an ominous item, and the blood is the blood of the traitorous Lin Clan disciples."

They had also betrayed their clans and lived in the Lin Clan Residence since young. The reason they had grown up was because they could not betray their clans or else they would feed their vicious soldiers with their bodies.

This scene reminded them of their own appearances. It was as if they were trying to feed this ferocious weapon, causing them to tremble with fear.

"Everyone attack together! Do you really think that a broken weapon can go up to the sky?!"

The surrounding Lin Clan disciples forcefully suppressed the fear in their hearts and stepped forward. With a Martial Spirit Realm cultivator leading the way, they had mustered some courage.

Towards Lin Hua's mutterings, the man in black clothing didn't treat him as a joke, he knew that all of this was controlled by the black iron rod.

With a playful look on his face, he shouted, "Young ones, follow me. We'll chop him into pieces."

Lin Hu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "You old swindler, I'm sure you can take me down. Don't sell me my head!"

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