The old man suddenly flicked his sleeves, and the second-level martial artist suddenly burst into blood mist on the spot. The cavalry around him were shocked and drew his swords together: "Who are you?"

...

"Stop it all!"

A thousand-man commander rushed out of the camp, ordered everyone to return to the sheath, bowed to the old man and smiled and said, "Old Fairy Lin, we are finally here. Our Shaofu Lord has been waiting for you for a long time."

"How long has it been?"

The old man smiled and said, "I heard that the person you are going to kill is also surnamed Lin?"

"right!"

The thousand-man nodded.

"You know my surname is Lin, but you dare to let me kill someone with Lin?" The old man raised his eyebrows and felt a sinister aura all over his body, which made everyone feel creepy.

The commander of the thousand-man hurriedly clasped his fists and apologized: "We...we really don't know that the old immortal Lin has such a specialty!"

"snort!"
Chapter completed!