Demon Dragon

Chapter 722

“Where to?” Jin Lin glanced at the passerby and asked casually. Only then did he realize that this passerby had a strong stature and had obviously practiced martial arts, but he was dressed like a farmer.

“Sir, please come with me to see the village Masaru.” Although the passerby was polite, there was something unquestionable in his words.

The village chief is also the village chief, Jin Lin couldn’t help but wonder, he just asked for a way, and he had to go to the village chief, wouldn’t it be superfluous? Jin Lin was full of doubts in his heart, but he had no choice but to follow the man and go to see Muramasa.

There is a small open area in the middle of the village, where two roads in the village intersect, forming a crossroad. The tile-roofed house next to the intersection is where the village is staying.

“Uncle Yang.” The man moved towards and shouted. [

“Oh? It’s Zhang Gui? Is something wrong?” A deep voice came from inside.

Then a fifty-sixty-looking old man appeared at the door. He was Muramasa, also known as Yang Shu. Uncle Yang saw Jin Lin, obviously startled.

And Jin Lin has seen through the opponent’s strength just like Uncle Yang. Uncle Yang’s body is strong, not old, and his whole body is very energetic. In his meridian, there is a very weak Essence Power flowing, but this Essence Power is a little weaker than the true essence of cultivator.

“Just an ordinary Martial Artist.” Jin Lin understood, but didn’t care. A mortal Martial Artist who doesn’t deserve much attention.

“This gentleman.” Uncle Yang hurriedly made a gesture of invitation, “Please come in and talk.”

“I’m just asking for directions.” Jin Lin said with a slight smile.

Since the other party kindly invited, Jin Lin was not polite and entered the house with Uncle Yang. But the man named Zhang Gui did not follow. Inadvertently, Jin Lin saw Uncle Yang and Zhang Gui wink, and then Zhang Gui left.

Jin Lin became even more suspicious, but on the surface he remained silent.

“Sir, please take a seat.” Uncle Yang gave Jin Lin to the guest seat. “Between the countryside, the conditions are poor, and there is no tea, so I have neglected Mr.”

“It’s alright, you’re welcome.”

“Mr. is from out of town?”

“Yeah, I accidentally lost my way and got here.” Jin Lin Said, “This village looks pretty good, how many people are there?”

Jin Lin This is just a casual courtesy, but Uncle Yang’s face changed after hearing his question. .

“Not many people, not many people.” Uncle Yang’s answer was obviously perfunctory.

“Oh, did these people originally live here? Or did they migrate from other places?” Jin Lin asked again.

“Why are you asking these?” Uncle Yang’s expression turned cold and his face pulled down.

In the previous words, Jin Lin was really asking casually and didn’t think too much about it, but seeing Uncle Yang’s expression, he knew that there was a problem. He deliberately said: “Uncle Yang, could it be that there is something to hide?”

“hmph!” Uncle Yang suddenly slap the table and stand up, “Since you are here, don’t be hypocritical. I’m pretending.”

“What am I pretending?” Jin Lin said strangely. [

At this time, there were loud footsteps outside the house, and it was estimated that at least twenty people were coming over. The first person rushed into the tile-roofed house, and he was holding a bright big knife in his hand, it was Zhang Gui.

Jin Lin sat still, smiled and said, “Why, are you still going to do something to me?”

“I know you are an expert.” Uncle Yang coldly said, “But , since you’ve discovered our Xingzang, you can’t let you leave here!”

A few more people came in outside, seven or eight people in the room, each holding a big knife and pointing at Jin Lin. Outside the house, there were more than a dozen people around.

Surrounded by a group of mortals with knives… Jin Lin couldn’t help but feel ironic. Of course, he just felt weird and didn’t even bother to be angry. These mortals naturally couldn’t help Jin Lin, but he was a little curious, what are they doing?

Jin Lin frowned and said, “I’m just a passerby. You yell at me. Is this how you entertain guests?”

“Hugh. Be rhetoric!” Uncle Yang shouted, “You must be the one sent by the old monster, right?”

“What old monster?” Jin Lin asked in confusion, “I don’t know any old monster. monster, you made it clear.”

At this time, Zhang Gui shouted: “Uncle Yang, don’t worry about it so much, just tie him up before he runs away.”

” Okay, let’s do it!” Uncle Yang made a gesture, and seven or eight big men rushed up immediately.

In the next second…

“Plop”, “Plop”, those big men fell to the ground immediately. “Ouch, ouch,” they screamed.

“What’s your name?” Jin Lin was still sitting firmly in the chair, and drowsily said, “Where are you hurting?”

“Where is the pain?” A big man subconsciously asked. He “touched” a few places that might hurt, and then said strangely, “Huh, it really doesn’t hurt?”

Those people stopped shouting, and there was not a single part of their body. Pain everywhere, no injuries anywhere. But just now, they all fell to the ground.

“Could it be a magic trick?” Zhang Gui was a little terrified, and the hand holding the knife trembled.

“I’ll meet you!” Uncle Yang “touched” under the table with his hand, and “touched” out a big blade.

Before he finished speaking, he slashed with a knife.

Jin Lin was still sitting still, not even blinking his eyelids. He simply ignored Uncle Yang’s attack.

Uncle Yang’s sharp knife slashed half a foot away from Jin Lin’s forehead, but it couldn’t go any further. The sharp blade suddenly rolled up. Then, the knife softened like a piece of paper, slumped softly, and bent down.

“This, this!” Uncle Yang looked at the knife in his hand with horror.

“The magic trick!” The big men shouted in horror, and the knives in their hands also turned into things like pieces of paper, which couldn’t hurt anyone at all. [

“You guys are really ignorant, can you do this level of magic?” Jin Lin said with disdain.

This is the power of the gods, and they are actually called demon magic, which is two grades away! Jin Lin has changed the rules of gold in a small area, and now the rules are “metal is soft”. Therefore, those people’s knives have become soft knives, which have lost the ability to hurt people.

“What do you want?” Zhang Gui shouted sternly.

Those big men were trembling all over with fright, while Uncle Yang tried to calm himself, but there was a big drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

“I think you can be a Muramasa and have practiced martial arts, so you shouldn’t be stupid, right?” Jin Lin squinted at Uncle Yang, “If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn’t be standing there long ago. That’s it.”