On the empty field, Ling Xian's expression was cold and his killer's intent was boiling.
The leader of the Refined Sword Peak was stunned. As if he had just seen a ghost, he was full of disbelief.
Xia Hou Lin, who had half of his face smashed by Ling Xian, was full of pride. As if he had found his backbone, his arrogance was boundless.
What could he do? His uncle was the leader of the Refined Sword Peak, a truly important figure in the Wan Jian House. Naturally, he had confidence.
Immediately, he shouted, "Uncle, this is the person who hit me, quickly kill him for me."
Then, Xia Hou Lin shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian. Other than pride on his bloody face, there was only ferocity.
"Young man, you are dead for sure. My uncle is the leader of the Refined Sword Peak. You dare to hit me? He will for sure chop you into pieces! "
Ling Xian glared at Xia Hou Lin but didn't speak. Because when he saw how stunned Xia Hou Gang was, he knew that this person had recognized him.
Therefore, he decided to first see who this leader of the Refined Sword Peak would side with. If it was his nephew, then don't blame him for being merciless.
Seeing Ling Xian's silence, Xia Hou Lin became even more arrogant. He laughed arrogantly, "Young man, let's see if you still dare to be so arrogant! You dare to hit me, I will chop you into pieces! "
"Hmm?"
Ling Xian's eyes turned cold. The killer's intent in his eyes brought Xia Hou Gang back to himself and he couldn't help but shudder.
He knew that Ling Xian wanted to kill him this time. This made him silently curse his useless nephew!
What the f! ck!
How could you be so blind to provoke such a great deity!
Xia Hou Gang cursed silently. He knew very well of Ling Xian's powerfulness and how important he was to the Supreme Headmaster. If the Wan Jian House wasn't in a crisis right now, Dao Wu Ji would've attacked Yuezhou a long time ago.
Therefore, after sensing Ling Xian's killer's intent, Xia Hou Gang knew that this was not going to end peacefully.
But at this time, Xia Hou Lin continued to laugh arrogantly and recklessly, "You trash, you're dead for sure. Don't think you can beat me just because you have some strength. In front of my uncle, you're not even worth a fart!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiahou Gang was instantly frightened to the point of shuddering, and without another word, he slapped him!
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Xia Hou Lin flew back thirty feet. It could be seen that the strength of his palm was not small.
Instantly, that person was dumbfounded.
Everyone present was also dumbfounded.
Although they did not know the relationship between Xia Hou Gang and Xia Hou Lin, they could tell that the former was here to help the latter. But what was going on now? Why was it that they were fighting each other instead?
What could they do? They were either new to the House, or they were outer disciples. Naturally, they didn't know who Ling Xian was. Otherwise, they would have been relieved.
"Uncle …"
Xia Hou Lin stared blankly at Xia Hou Gang. After being stunned for a moment, he shouted crazily, "You should be hitting that bastard! He hit your nephew, how can you hit me! "
When the word "bastard" entered his ears, Xiahou Gang shivered again and shouted, "Shut the f * ck up!"
"If you dare to say another word, I'll punish my family today and cripple you!"
Xia Hou Gang's face was full of anger. Especially after remembering how Xia Hou Lin called Ling Xian trash and how he was worth less than a fart, his entire body was shaking from anger.
Elder Ling is trash?
Worth less than a fart before me? What the f * ck! Even if you want to die, don't take me with you!
Xia Hou Gang cursed silently. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He slapped again and this time, Xia Hou Lin flew out for meters.
This made this person's expression turn sluggish. Especially after he saw his uncle, who he worshipped as a God, was smiling at the person who hurt him. His brain went blank.
"Elder Ling, you are truly blessed by the heavens. I knew that you would be fine."
Xia Hou Gang's expression was kind, forming a sharp contrast to his angry expression just now. It was as if Ling Xian was his family and Xia Hou Lin was the killer who hurt him.
Everyone fell into a state of shock. They had no idea what was going on.
Only Ling Xian knew that this person was afraid of him, which was why he hit Xia Hou Lin. He was happy about this, but he was also not happy.
"You are Peak Leader Xia Hou, right?"
Ling Xian spoke softly, "I don't want to waste my breath with you. Find someone here and ask them to tell you everything that happened from beginning to end."
Hearing this, Xia Hou Gang frowned. He was a little unhappy at Ling Xian's coldness.
But he knew that the Ling Xian today was no longer the same as before. After that short rebuttal, he knew that he was no opponent of the young man before him.
Therefore, he could only swallow his dissatisfaction and silently curse Xia Hou Lin for being useless!
As this person's uncle, he knew very well what kind of person his nephew was. It was just that before, Xia Hou Lin didn't do anything out of line. With his identity and status, he could cover for Xia Hou Lin.
But now that Ling Xian was before him, he realized that he could no longer cover for Xia Hou Lin.
Sighing inwardly, Xiahou Gang called the two black-clothed disciples over and said coldly, "Speak, tell me everything that happened from beginning to end."
Hearing this, the two disciples in black nodded and began to narrate what happened.
The more Xia Hou Gang listened, the more his heart dropped. Especially after he heard that the young girl had awakened her Inner Eyes but Xia Hou Lin still rejected her, his heart dropped to the bottom of the valley.
Tarnishing the Wan Jian House's reputation was a crime. Rejecting a Heaven's Favorite who awakened her Inner Eyes was another crime. Insulting Ling Xian was a crime on top of a crime!
This made Xia Hou Gang angry. It wasn't clear if he was truly angry or if he was faking it. But one thing was for sure. Ling Xian was here. Even if he wasn't angry, he had to pretend to be angry!
"Peak leader Xia Hou."
Ling Xian glared at him, "If I don't get rid of this scum, how can I convince everyone?"
"Elder Ling, about that …" Xia Hou Gang hesitated. It wasn't because Xia Hou Lin was his nephew, it was because of his face.
"If you can't do it, then I will." Ling Xian said softly. Xia Hou Lin's crimes were unforgivable. Ling Xian had wanted to kill him.
Ignoring the fact that this person was merely the nephew of a peak leader, even if he was a relative of the Supreme Headmaster, he would kill him!
Hearing the determination in Ling Xian's voice, Xia Hou Gang slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, they were full of coldness.
He knew that there was no turning back in this matter. Ignoring the fact that he couldn't win against Ling Xian, even if he could, could he fight against the entire Wan Jian House?
With Xia Hou Lin's crimes, if the Supreme Headmaster finds out, even he will be heavily punished!
Therefore, he walked beside the dumbfounded Xia Hou Lin and whispered, "Of all the people you could've provoked, why did you provoke Ling Xian? Even I cannot save you."
Instantly, the hatred in Xia Hou Lin's eyes, which had just recovered a little, turned into shock.
All because of the name Ling Xian!
Though he's never met Ling Xian, he has heard of him and knows what this name means. Therefore, he was full of regret and full of hopelessness.
"Elder Ling, even though this person isn't my nephew by blood, we still address each other as uncle and nephew. I can't do it." Xiahou Gang let out a long sigh, but it wasn't because of Xiahou Lin, it was because he was sad for his own face.
But before Ling Xian, the face he cared so much about was gone.
"If that's the case, then I will do it."
Speaking softly, Ling Xian felt too lazy to say more. He raised his hand and slammed.
Immediately, Xia Hou Lin's head exploded. He paid the price for what he did.
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