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Chapter 1842 Can't it?

kneel?

Everyone looked at each other, thinking they had heard it wrong.

Is this Divine Doctor Lin an idiot?

Young Master Longjiang Feng has revealed his identity, why do he dare to speak so rudely?

Does this person want to die?

"My surname is Lin, what did you say? Who do you want to kneel?" A short-haired man looked dark and stared at Lin Yang.

"Don't your ears be good? Then I'll repeat them again. Your name is Longjiangfeng, right? Come over immediately, kneel down, let's calculate the accounts of Luo Qian and Su Yan." Lin Yang said calmly.

As soon as this statement was made, the people at the conference were confused. Look at me, and I look at you, and I feel a little confused.

"You asked me... to kneel down for you?" Ling Jiangfeng asked dumbly.

"I think you're crazy, right? How dare you tell my young master to kneel down?"

"What kind of dog thing are you? Are you qualified?"

"Is it giving you a face, right?"

Everyone was furious.

As people at the conference, they are used to being generous to the people. When have they ever seen such arrogant and arrogant people?

"Young Master! Why should you be polite to this person? Let me interrupt his hands and feet before talking." The short-haired man walked up and shouted angrily.

"Then you go up, throw it out after the fight! It's annoying in front of me." Long Jiangfeng said casually.

Hearing the sound, the man immediately roared and rushed towards Lin Yang.

But before he got close, Yuan Xing next to him flashed and pressed him against his shoulder with one hand. He pressed him suddenly, and the man was immediately crawled to the ground and could not move.

"What?"

Longjiangfeng and his group were immediately shocked.

"I actually subdued my man in one move. Is this one the Supreme Elder Yuan Xing of the Eastern Emperor's Sect?" Long Jiangfeng asked with narrowed eyes.

"Good luck."

Yuan Xing nodded slightly. After all, he was a member of the conference. He wanted to give some face, but he didn't dare to say too much, so he quickly looked back and asked, "Master, how should this person deal with it?"

"Break hands and feet, pick the tendons and veins, use martial arts to destroy them, throw them outside." Lin Yang said expressionlessly.

"ah?"

Yuan Xing was stupid.

"Doctor Lin, you're not too angry! Do you know what it means to do this? Do you really think you can compete with me?

OK! You are so kind, then I will give you a chance! Come on, you break his limbs and destroy his martial arts! I want to see if you have such courage!"

Longjiang Feng laughed out loud, looking fearless.

"Okay, Yuanxing, let's do it." Lin Yang said directly without fear at all.

"Ah? Master, this..." Yuan Xing hesitated a little.

"Do it." Lin Yang drank again.

Yuan Xing hurriedly knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and said, "Master, think twice! If we really hurt the people of the conference, we are afraid... there will be endless troubles. If the conference is punished, it will not only be Yanghua, the Eastern Emperor Sect, the Ancient Sect, the Qilin Sect, the Wangyou Island and other powerful clans will suffer. At that time, I am afraid there will be a catastrophe!"

The energy of the conference was unprecedented. In Yuanxing's view, they were enough to determine the life and death of these sects.

If Lin Yang acts in a state of desperation and opposes the conference, it will be no more rewarding and will ruin everything.

However, the next second, Lin Yang suddenly raised his foot and stomped on the person who was pressed to the ground by Yuan Xing.

Click!

"ah!"

The man was trampled on the spot, and his miserable screams resounded throughout the hospital.

Everyone was shocked.

Lin Yang picked up the stick next to him and knocked it hard at the man's other hand and legs.

No mercy at all.

Crack! Crack! Crack...

The sound of bone fractures popped up frequently.

The man's limbs were all broken by Lin Yang and he fainted on the spot.

"Yuan Xing, break his tendons and veins. Don't tell me that you don't even dare to do this." Lin Yang threw the stick aside and said expressionlessly.

Yuan Xing looked at the fainted person and the shocked Longjiang Fengsong. After a long time, he murmured: "Yes, leader."

Everyone has beaten, so these are not bad at this time.

Yuan Xing sighed and stepped forward with a stolen bullet.

Looking at the picking tendons, the people at the conference finally realized something was wrong.

However, Long Jiangfeng was not panicked, but laughed and kept applauding: "Okay! OK! Hahaha, Doctor Lin, you are indeed a character! Admiration! Hahaha..."

"I won't say polite words for now. Come on, it's your turn next!" Lin Yang said calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the scene instantly dropped to freezing point.

Long Jiangfeng narrowed his eyes: "What? Do you want to break my limbs? Is it that I can't help but slap my martial arts?"
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