Mythical Family: My family is 100 million points strong

Lin Mu looked at Lin Beixuan, smiled and said: "Go ahead, say hello to everyone, and let them get to know the Lin family again!"

"Hey, I can't wait to play against these geniuses!" Lin Beixuan licked his lips, still as arrogant as ever.

On the other hand, look at the Mu family.

The person sent was a woman. She was wearing a robe and a white mask. She also had a dense row of silver needles on her waist. There was no way to tell.

Lin Beixuan jumped onto the competition platform and sneered: "Haha, little girl, remember, my name is Lin Beixuan, and I am a disciple of the Lin family!"

"Lin?"

The woman was visibly stunned for a moment, and she asked in slight surprise: "Are you the Lin family that the Zhou royal family has to dig deep to find?"

"Not bad! I didn't expect that my Lin family's fame would be so famous that it has spread to the ears of Xingyue Shenchao!"

"It's ridiculous! A mere Lin family wants to compete with our divine dynasty, but you are nothing more than clowns!" the woman shouted with a cold face.

"Just the Lin family? Huh! I'll show you later that the Lin family is your father!" Lin Beixuan drew out two earth-level spiritual swords and got into an offensive stance.

When I heard the words Lin family.

The audience was instantly shocked.

Many people looked astonished and couldn't help but talk about it: "Did you hear it? This person said that he is a disciple of the Lin family!"

"This family is quite mysterious. It is said that Baixiao Clan has admitted defeat!"

"In order to find them, the Zhou royal family almost turned over the Great Zhou Dynasty. Even if they offered a reward of spiritual stones, they still couldn't find any trace of them!"

"I'll go! The Lin family actually represents the Great Zhou Dynasty to participate in the battle of the Divine Dynasty. This is much more interesting!"

"Tch! The Lin family has a great reputation. It's a small border clan. No matter how strong it is, how strong can it be? I don't think it can escape the fate of cannon fodder!

......

In the face of everyone's confusion.

Competition table.

Lin Beixuan did not receive any interference at all.

"Send your name, I, Lin Beixuan, will never kill unknown people!"

"Mu Yan'er, the person who killed you!"

next second.

The two of them burst out at the same time.

"You are the ninth level of the Golden Core!"

The two said in unison, with surprise in their eyes.

"Okay! I was afraid that you were too weak. I didn't even feel the pleasure of winning. Now it's interesting. If I can cut off your head and give it to my ancestor, it would be worthy of celebration!"

Lin Beixuan stared at Mu Yan'er with excitement on his face, as if he was looking at a prey!

The five-element flames of heaven and earth burst out, and the five-color heaven and earth fire covered the two swords, igniting flames on the sword body.

Launch a fierce attack on Mu Yaner!

"Earth Sword Technique!"

Mu Yan'er made a sword gesture with her hand, and dozens of silver needles flew out from her waist in an instant.

until now.

Only then did Lin Beixuan see clearly that this was not a silver needle, but a small spiritual sword!

Each one is a mysterious magic weapon!

Her hundreds of silver needles are equivalent to hundreds of Xuan-level magic weapons. She is so wealthy that even Lin Beixuan couldn't help but secretly smacked his tongue:

His grandma's, I have never fought such a wealthy battle!

shhhhh!

A cracking sound rang out.

Ten silver needles struck at Lin Beixuan's vital parts at very tricky angles!

Facing the siege of Silver Needle!

Lin Beixuan not only refused to retreat, but instead charged straight at Mu Yan'er with two swords in hand, letting the silver needle sword pierce into his body.

But he didn't even say a word, didn't even slow down for a moment, and raised his sword to slash at Mu Yan'er with a cold face.

Lin Beixuan's desperate fighting style shocked Mu Yan'er's face. She quickly stepped back and said angrily: "You're crazy!"

"Tch! If you are so afraid of death, why are you even on the stage?" Lin Beixuan smiled disdainfully and swept across with his sword!

With two people so close together!

Mu Yan'er hasn't taken two steps back yet.

Stab it!

The sword blade cut through Mu Yaner's shoulder, leaving a bloody wound!

"asshole!"

Mu Yan'er glanced at the wound on her shoulder, her face turned ugly, and she screamed: "Lin Beixuan, right! I want your life!"

"Sword of Heaven!"

As she spoke, she took off all the sword belts around her waist and used hundreds of silver needle swords at the same time!

Swish swish!

Hundreds of small swords were like a torrent, divided into several sword styles, completely trapping Lin Beixuan in them.

Ding Ding Ding!

Lin Beixuan kept swinging his swords, and the shadow of the swords reached its extreme.

But the Heavenly Sword attack was quite fierce, falling like raindrops, and it still cost him a lot!

Only about ten seconds.

Lin Beixuan had more than ten wounds on his body, and blood flowed down, staining half of his clothes red.

Seeing that Lin Beixuan was at a disadvantage.

Lin Yue'er looked at Lin Mu with a worried look on her face, so nervous that she broke into a cold sweat.