75: C75 When Lin Ming Returned to the Sect His Anger Burned to the Heavens

C75 When Lin Ming Returned to the Sect His Anger Burned to the Heavens

Possessing the bloodline pressure of a small fire finch.

Lin Ming avoided being intercepted by the Ghost Sect, and finally, after more than ten days of running around, he returned to the Spacious Sect.

The first thing he did.

Lin Ming didn't return to the Inner Sect. Instead, he went to the library of the Outer Sect.

He wanted to find his senior sister, Su Yao.

However, Elder Su told him that Su Yao was still in seclusion.

The last time, when she returned from Oblique Moon Valley, there were too many changes in her body. There were many insights and memories that needed to be digested.

Lin Ming felt somewhat helpless. Initially, he wanted to share the treasures that he had obtained with his senior sister.

He walked out of the Outer Sect and into Su Changqing's courtyard.

"Look, that's Lin Ming?"

"Let's go, let's go, don't look too much. Be careful, if you cause trouble, you'll get yourself into trouble."

Some of the Outer Sect's service disciples who saw Lin Ming pointed their fingers at the young man, avoiding him like snakes and scorpions.

Lin Ming furrowed his brows.

It could be said.

Almost everyone in Outer Sect knew who he was.

One should know that his three years of life of licking a dog had turned him into the laughingstock of the entire Outer Sect's miscellaneous disciples.

However.

Later on, Lin Ming rose to fame and became the number one disciple in the Inner Sect's examination.

He suppressed Lee Yasheng and won the first place.

For a moment, he became the benchmark and role model for the thousands of service disciples in the Outer Sect.

Some of the service disciples were very respectful when they saw him.

Especially some of the service disciples who had offended Lin Ming earlier. They were extremely humble.

And today.

He always felt a strange atmosphere when he walked on the Miscort Peak of Outer Sect.

Some of the Outer Sect's Mischarge disciples avoided the plague when they saw him. It was as if a disaster would befall them if they got close to him.

Swoosh.

When they saw Lin Ming, all of them dispersed like birds and beasts.

This made Lin Ming speechless.

He thought about rushing back to Human King Peak as soon as possible and counting the bountiful harvest this time. After that, he would upgrade his cultivation technique and increase his cultivation base.

"Lin... Senior brother Lin..."

Suddenly.

Just as Lin Ming was about to step onto the stairs leading to the Inner Sect...

Behind him.

A timid voice drifted over.

"Hmm?"

"Mo Xiaofan, don't worry about it yourself. Forget it, I won't bother with you."

It was a young man with an ordinary appearance. Even the clothes he wore were sewn with patches.

He was a disciple from the Miscort Peak.

When he saw that he actually dared to provoke Lin Ming, he immediately ran away.

"You're looking for me?"

Something must have happened.

Therefore, at this moment, Lin Ming was not in a hurry. He had to find out what had happened.

This ordinary-looking young man could feel the powerful Qi coming from Lin Ming's body, causing him to tremble slightly.

Indeed.

They were merely Body Tempering Stage warriors.

And now, Lin Ming's cultivation base had already reached the Middle Period of Heavenly Origin Stage.

In fact...

After cultivating the Fiendgod Tyrant Body Spell, he had the strength of forty ancient mammoths, which was equivalent to four hundred thousand jin of strength. It was extremely terrifying.

Usually, Lin Ming would not notice it.

But...

At this moment, when he saw the ordinary-looking young man, it was as if he was afraid of his own power.

Immediately, he withdrew his aura and said with a faint smile, "Mo Xiaofan, right? What do you want from me?"

Back then, there were thousands of service disciples at the Miscort Peak of the Outer Sect.

As for Lin Ming, it could be said that he was completely mesmerized by Lin Xin'er and didn't accept any disciples from the Outer Sect.

Therefore, he had no idea who this young man in front of him was.

"Senior-apprentice Brother Lin Ming... can you save Big Brother Biao?"

The youth called Mo Xiaofan stammered.

"Big Brother Biao?"

Lin Ming frowned. He didn't know any so-called cousin.

"Oh. Oh, sorry about that, Senior Brother Lin. That's my name. Brother Biao usually calls himself Hu San to the senior brothers of Inner Sect. "

Mo Xiaofan said.

"Hu San."

Upon hearing this.

Lin Ming's eyes narrowed. It turned out that the servant disciple who called himself 'Hu San' back then was an alias.

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall a little fatty holding a broom.

"You don't have to be in a hurry. Speak slowly."

Lin Ming's voice became slightly serious, and it revealed a confident bearing. This caused the fear in Mo Xiaofan's heart to lessen by a few degrees.

"Just a few days ago, Brother Biao was severely injured by a disciple of the Inner Sect. He was almost crippled."

"And now, that Cao Xiong is constantly causing trouble. If this continues, I'm afraid Brother Biao will really be tortured to death by them."

"That Cao Xiong has even spread word in the Outer Sect that anyone who gets close to you will end up like this."

Mo Xiaofan said, his body was still trembling slightly.

No one knew if it was because of excitement or fear.

Even his eyes were slightly red.

Obviously, anger, grievance, and sympathy towards Hu San had made Mo Xiaofan explode when he saw Lin Ming.

"Cao Xiong, how dare you!"

Lin Ming shouted in a low voice.

An evil aura burst out from his body.

Cao Xiong was Huang Yaofeng's lackey. It was impossible that he didn't know about Lin Ming's deeds in the Inner Sect.

If that was the case...

How dare he bully his own men? He was truly living a twisted life.

A wave of anger surged within his heart.

"Lead the way."

Lin Ming said.

"Yes."

Clenching his fist tightly, Mo Xiaofan turned around and ran towards a residential area in the outer perimeter of Mischarge Peak.

When Lin Ming and Mo Xiaofan arrived at the residential area of Miscort Peak.

They heard a series of miserable howls. "Stop fighting, ah..."

Around them were disciples of the Mischarge Peak who were watching coldly from the sidelines. Some of them even had gloating expressions on their faces.

"Little Fatty Biao, who are you messing with? How dare you provoke that God of Plagues, Lin Ming?"

"This is what happens to you. Hehe, what kind of expression is that? Do you still expect that trash, Lin Ming, to take revenge for you?"

"Kaka, now, he's just a clay Buddha crossing the river. He can't even protect himself."0

The incomparably arrogant Cao Xiong.

At this moment, a foot stepped on Hu San's head, and it was violently rolling.

Furthermore.

Under Hu San's body, wherever he passed by, he left behind a shocking bloody scar.

Even from afar, Lin Ming's pupils shrank.

Because...

He could clearly feel that Hu San's limbs had been completely broken, and he had been dragged out from the residential area of Miscort Peak.

"Move aside."

A stern voice came from Lin Ming's mouth.

This caused the disciples of Mischarge Peak who were watching the show to jump in fright.

"What the f * ck? Which bastard dares to f * cking... Lin... Senior-apprentice Brother Lin Ming. "

" Greetings, Senior-apprentice Brother Lin Ming. "

As soon as he saw it was Lin Ming.

The miscellaneous peak disciples trembled and began to retreat.

Because...

At this moment, Lin Ming's aura was too intense, even if it wasn't directed at them.

It made it difficult for them to breathe.

He was like a god of slaughter.

It could be seen how furious Lin Ming was.

"Lin... Lin Ming!"

The foot stepped on Hu San's head. The arrogant Cao Xiong's voice was trembling. His legs were shaking like a pendulum.

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