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He didn't regret killing Zhao Xinshan, but he regretted that he underestimated the Zhao family's methods, thinking that the assassin was solved, and the Zhao family in Nanyue City would not come to trouble the Lin family again in a short time.

"hehe"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Hearing this, Zhao Minghua chuckled first, and then laughed loudly.

Had I known this, I would not have let my son go to Jingshan City.

If I had known this before, I should have used all the strength of my family to slaughter the Lin family.

"Hehe, I knew it earlier!" Zhao Huaming smiled wryly.

Lin Mo regretted it, and he regretted it even more, but unfortunately no amount of regret can change the fact.

But remorse can be freed, and today is the time to be freed.

His plain eyes suddenly became sharp, and his indifferent face became more and more ferocious.

"Boy, damn you!"

Roaring in a low voice, the powerful martial energy burst out instantly, condensing on his arms, his body suddenly turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards Lin Mo fiercely.

Lin Mo looked at the black shadow that was rushing straight, clenched his hands into fists, twisted his body, and with the help of the power of his body's rotation, the fist struck violently, mixed with a terrifying storm.

"Oh!"

The muffled sound of the collision spread with the violent wind, and a cloud of dust was thrown up immediately.

Lin Mo's retreating figure slowly stopped, and he looked at the place filled with smoke and dust lightly. Such a head-on force did not pose much threat to him.

The suspended smoke suddenly turbulent, and Zhao Huaming, who was wearing a loose green robe, burst out again.

The white pupils in the pupils condensed, and the martial energy in his body suddenly surged. Lin Mo did not retreat but advanced, and went up again.

"bang bang bang"

The fierce collision sounds continued one after another, becoming more dense and more urgent.

The sky was full of smoke and dust, and only two black shadows were seen colliding continuously, and each collision brought a violent wind.

In front of Zhao's house, everyone's eyes were on the two of them, but their expressions were different.

"Brother, the Patriarch's strength is really terrifying!" On the horse, Zhao Wei looked at the two figures excitedly.

Wang Lie next to him nodded slightly, and said with a light smile, "Don't forget that I am powerless in front of the Patriarch. Although Zhao Minghua is stronger than me and has reached the peak martial artist, he is still far behind the Patriarch."

"My darling, the Patriarch is not yet 20 years old, and he has such terrifying strength, it will be fine in the future."

Wang Lie frowned slightly and said: "So compared to the wilderness tavern, I am more optimistic about the future of the Lin family."

After speaking, he sneaked a glance at Yan Bo beside him.

Coincidentally, Uncle Yan had also seen it, looked at him with a smile on his face, and said, "Are you interested in joining the hidden guard of the Lin family?"

Wang Lie was slightly stunned, then smiled and said: "Then I will trouble Uncle Yan from now on."

He has also been in the Lin family for a while, and knows a lot about the situation of the Lin family, especially after the Zhao family's night attack, everyone in the Lin family no longer regards him as an outsider, which made him understand that the Lin family is forming a secret guard.

Leaving aside the strength of the hidden guards, the key is that the person in charge of the hidden guards is Lin Mo's most trusted uncle Yan. As long as he has a good relationship with Yan Bo, he might not be able to integrate into the Lin family.

He had been looking forward to Yan Bo's invitation for a long time.

While they were chatting, a faint light flashed in Zhao Huaming's eyes not far away, and he gestured to his confidant next to him.

The confidant immediately understood what he meant, raised his right hand and ordered to the surrounding guards of the Zhao family: "Everyone, listen to the order and take them down!"

After the order was given, the hundreds of cultivators who surrounded Yan Bo, Wang Lie and the others exploded suddenly, without any nonsense, armed with weapons, they came to surround and kill.

These hundred cultivators are the last elite of the Zhao family, selected from the adventure group and family members. In terms of strength, all of them are senior warriors, far surpassing those who attacked the Lin family.

"Hey, is it finally our turn to do it?"

Wang Lie looked at the guards rushing from all directions, with a playful smile on his face, he jumped off the horse, and the dagger in his hand suddenly unsheathed, his body turned into a gust of wind, and rushed into the guards of the Zhao family.

Puchi, puchi

As the blood blossomed one after another, several corpses lying on the ground appeared in the crowd.

"Brother, wait for me!" Zhao Wei yelled strangely, using the same agility as Wang Lie, and rushed into the crowd.

The four brothers rushed quickly among the numerous guards, showing no signs of fear.

Only Yan Bo didn't make a move, he set his sights on Zhao Huayao.

Now there are still three martial artists in the Zhao family, but apart from Zhao Huaming, only Zhao Huayao is left, and the third one has disappeared.

Zhao Huaming has Lin Mo to deal with, so Zhao Huaming will leave it to Bo Yan.

As if sensing Uncle Yan's gaze, Zhao Huayao looked towards Uncle Yan.

Looking at Yan Bo's gloomy eyes, Zhao Huayao's heart suddenly shrank.

He knew this person, he had seen Yan Bo's tricks on the city wall when he was in the woods outside the city.

The method of appearing and disappearing made him feel palpitations until now.

Looking around, looking at the people fighting in a ball on the field, he knew that no one could help him.

Looking at Zhao Huaming and Lin Mo who were still tied, he silently lowered his head, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his figure burst out suddenly.

Yan Bo looked at Zhao Huayao indifferently, but without seeing him make any movements, his figure disappeared on the horse.

When he reappeared, he was already in the crowd of scuffles.

After taking care of the two guards who were in the way, Yan Bo came to Zhao Huayao.

Chapter 64 Zhao Huaming's Death

Zhao Huayao clenched his fists tightly, and blasted out suddenly. The fierce wind mixed with ferocious energy, blasted straight at Yan Bo.

"Go to hell with the old thing!"

As if to cheer himself up, he shouted loudly.

A stern look flashed in his eyes, and Bo Yan's body moved sideways, staggering the attacking fists, and the short sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

Like a bolt of lightning, it passed in front of Zhao Huayao.

puff!

Zhao Huayao's face turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground with his hands covering his neck.

"What a weird sword!"

He didn't see when Yan Bo's sword was unsheathed at all, and he didn't even see a trace.

Uncle Yan turned around and glanced at him, seeing that he fell to the ground without making a sound, and immediately rushed towards the surrounding guards.

"Ah! Die!" Looking at Lin Mo who was close at hand, strong hatred flashed across Zhao Huaming's face, as if substantial martial energy was wrapped around his fists, like a pair of silver hammers, he smashed hard past.

Faced with such a heavy punch, Lin Mo did not show any weakness, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of ferocity and ferocity like a hungry wolf in his smile.

Crackling!

An electric arc suddenly flickered on his fist, and it exploded instantly.

"Thunder Fist!"

The surroundings illuminated by the thunder and lightning were pale, and the thunder suddenly sounded, and the fist turned into a thunderbolt and struck out.

"Buzz!"

The sound of violent impact, mixed with blue electric arcs, rippling and spread from the place where the two fought.

Along with the sound wave, a circle of ferocious energy waves surged out between the two punches, and the two of them couldn't control their figures and immediately retreated.

Zhao Huaming stopped his retreating body, and after a little silence, he looked up at Lin Mo who was opposite him.

Feeling the numbness of his right arm, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"The power of thunder! You are a spiritualist!"

As the words fell, his face suddenly turned pale.

Spiritualists are also known as spiritual masters. They are professionals who control the aura of heaven and earth. Compared with warriors, the destructive power of spiritualists at the same level is several times that of warriors.In the eyes of most people, spiritual masters are much stronger than warriors.

It's just that there haven't been spiritualists in the Tianyun area for hundreds of years, because spiritualists have special requirements for talents, and those without talents can't get started.

In addition, there are very few spiritual masters in the Tianyun area, so the spiritual masters are extinct.

Zhao Huaming has only seen descriptions of spiritualists in some classics.

Seeing that Lin Mo can manipulate the power of thunder and lightning at this time, he mistakenly thought Lin Mo was a spiritualist.

For this, Lin Mo did not explain, nor was he in the mood to explain.

His understanding of spiritualists is only in writing, and the only one he may have seen is Yan Zhao, but unfortunately the two of them didn't communicate too much.

As for the difference between the ability of the Thunderbolt fruit and that of a spiritualist, Lin Mo couldn't explain it clearly.

Looking coldly at the startled Zhao Huaming, Lin Mo showed a ferocious smile on his face.

Fighting against a peak martial artist gave him a refreshing feeling.

The stronger Zhao Huaming is, the more fighting spirit he has in his heart. He has been looking forward to the battle for a long time.

The sole of the foot hit the ground fiercely, and as a burst of energy exploded under the foot, a pothole was left on the hard stone road where the sole of the foot left the ground.

With the sound of the explosion, Lin Mo's body almost turned into a black line, rushing towards Zhao Huaming.

Looking at Lin Mo's swift speed, Zhao Huaming's face became even more gloomy and pale.

As early as when he first met Lin Mo, he had an ominous premonition, and now he finally knew where this ominous premonition came from.

After the fight just now, he understood Lin Mo's strength. It was because of this that he knew that he was not Lin Mo's opponent.

Whether it is strength or speed, he is inferior to Lin Mo.

Am I going to die at the hands of this kid today?

Is today the end of my Zhao family?

Do not!

impossible!

My Zhao family has been passed down for hundreds of years, how could it be destroyed in his hands?

"Little bastard, you must die today!"

Zhao Huaming raised his head suddenly, his furious face was like a tiger devouring people, extremely terrifying.

The roaring sound from the raised head suppressed all the noisy voices around him under the strengthening of the violent martial spirit.

After howling, his body trembled suddenly, the violent martial energy fluctuated rapidly, and even the surrounding air began to become chaotic, and the terrifying martial energy condensed on his fists and shot out.

The violent oppressive wind made Lin Mo's face change, this old thing is going to do his best!

Looking coldly at Zhao Huaming's fierce and desperate look, Lin Mo mobilized all the energy in his body to gather towards his right fist.

"Ah"

He roared and roared, pulling all the energy out of his body.

The violent thunder and lightning, and the vigorous martial energy are all concentrated on the right fist.

The crowd attracted by the roars of the two of them forgot to fight, held their breath involuntarily, and stared at the two who were about to touch each other.

In the distance, Nan Shu and the others were the same, dumbfounded and full of disbelief.

He admitted that Lin Mo was a genius and became a martial artist at the age of 19, even if he didn't want to admit it.

But he never expected that Lin Mo would be so strong, he would not give in to Zhao Huaming, an old peak martial artist, and even had an advantage.

He couldn't believe that there was such a powerful energy hidden in Lin Mo's slightly immature and thin body.

Under the eyes of everyone, Lin Mo and Zhao Huaming's fists collided fiercely.

"boom!"

In an instant, the originally swift and fierce two people stopped still as if time had paused.

At the place where the two stood, the violent energy fluctuation instantly lifted the bluestone road, just like a field plowed by an ox.