If it were an ordinary member of the Lin family who interrupted, Song Dashan would definitely curse.

But as the fourth young master, Lin Nan gave some face and said, "What kind of sword technique? Come and take a look."

Lin Nan hugged his fists and walked towards a stone platform ahead.

This is the yamen to suppress evil spirits.

The ghost-headed sword was placed on it, and black blood flowed out of the knife and was absorbed by the evil-suppressing stone.

After years of age, the stone was so dark that it turned purple. As soon as it approached, the strong smell of blood and evil spirits came to the face, making people's skin hurt and their eyes couldn't even open.

Song Dashan jokingly held his arms, intending to make Lin Nan suffer a loss and beat him up.

In this yamen, he has the final say!

However, Lin Nan was carrying the sword of killing, and the ancestor’s killing god Bai Qi was like a joke.

Walk forward with stroll.

A ghost-headed sword was inserted into the evil-controlling stone.

The hilt of the knife was tied with a blood-soaked red rope. As soon as it approached, the rust-like bloody smell rushed straight into the nose. It seemed that countless ghosts were roaring near the Shasha Stone.

"Come on me!"

Lin Nan was not afraid, shouted softly in his throat, grabbed the ghost-headed sword with one hand, and pulled it out suddenly!

The knife is thirty kilograms deep, and the evil energy is like a small thorn growing on the hilt of the knife, which makes the whole body feel cold when touched.

The Nine-Turn Heavenly Demon Art in his body was operative, and a warm current passed through his whole body, and the discomfort quickly disappeared.

When Song Dashan saw him easily holding the ghost-headed sword, his eyelids twitched.

The longer the ghost head sword, the heavier the evil spirit, and it was not prepared for Lin Nan and other big family disciples.

What they used was a ghost-headed knife that had just been released from the blacksmith's hand.

The sword in Lin Nan's hand was a very old-age prisoner in the punishment hall. Even if Song Dashan pulled it out, it would take some effort.

‘Don’t you be afraid of evil spirits entering your body, and you will get seriously ill?’

Song Dashan's mouth twitched twice, and he quickly asked, "How is your body feeling? Just take it twice, let it go."

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Brother Song, let's see how I'm doing this!"

Lin Nan slashed over without any fancy.

After taming the ghost-headed sword, his sword formed a strong wind under the sword, and rushed towards Song Dashan like a mountain.

As an old criminal in the execution hall, Song Dashan had achieved the seven orifices of bone tempering. He pulled out the ghost-headed sword and took it up to resolve Lin Nan's offensive. However, the force of this knife feedback made Song Dashan's hands numb, and he couldn't help but feel secretly shocked. What a solid Yuanli.

‘It’s a pity that I know nothing about sword skills. I should be practicing swordsmanship based on my method.’

When Song Dashan was thinking, Lin Nan's hand lit on his chest without any trace. This time there was obviously no malice. Song Dashan's eyes flashed without any warning. He clearly felt Lin Nan's fingers slipping and stuffed a small hard object into his chest.

Song Dashanren became an aphrodisiac and coughed: "The knife skills are good, but they still need to be diligent."

Then, he quietly touched the hard object in his arms.

This is...spirit stone?

Song Dashan was frightened and quickly disappeared with his urine for a moment, and found a place where no one was left to take it out and take it out.

Lower-grade spirit stone.

This spirit stone was rewarded by Lin Nan from the Demon Slaying Hall, and Yu Jiaojiao took it back, and he left it himself and gave it to Yu Jiaojiao.

Giving it to Song Dashan has a profound meaning, hoping to find a long-term position as a prisoner.

Seven days later, as soon as the training meeting ended, the Lin family's children withdrew from the punishment hall, but Lin Nan was different. He sincerely wanted to be a worker and contribute to the court.

On the other side, Ding Xiaofei and four other boys looked at each other, feeling that the ghost-headed sword was quite light, and in Lin Nan's hand, it was similar to an ordinary long sword.

A fat boy thought: Lin Nan must have performed deliberately in front of the hospital for rating!

"I can use my fingers as much as a ghost-headed sword!" The fat boy was named Lin Pang, who practiced the eight orifices of Qi cultivation, and walked towards another evil-control platform with confidence.

Lin Nan advised: "You'd better not touch it. The evil energy enters the body and hurts the body and it won't be worth it."

Lin Pang raised his eyebrows and said, "The Fourth Young Master is so scheming. He only allows you to show off yourself and not let us show off, right? I will report this to the elder truthfully!"

After saying that, he strode to the front of the evil-suppressing platform.

As soon as Lin Pang's hand touched the ghost-headed sword, his face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground.

This miserable situation scared Ding Xiaofei and a few young men who were eager to try it stopped.

Touch the handle, and that's how it turns out?

Lin Nan said helplessly: "The evil spirit on the ghost head sword is too heavy, and the yang energy is weak, don't touch it! If the evaluation is low, it will always be stronger than it will be eliminated directly."

Ding Xiaofei touched his head awkwardly and said, "But you, Mr. Four, are not like someone with heavy yang energy."

It's up to him to belittle Lin Nan, who is a well-proportioned person who looks a little thin at first glance.

In the public's impression, people with strong yang energy are all big and thick, with full earlobes and foreheads, which can be done at a glance.

Lin Nan smiled, "Yang energy is in the heart, and it cannot be judged by body shape."

As the top furnace and cauldron, his yang energy after maturity is so strong that it is like a bright light at night, which is very comparable to people.

Ding Xiaofei said, "It seems that he understands it."

Several teenagers looked at Lin Pang with some regret. Lin Pang was unconscious and had no chance of practicing the training session.

The guards led the team called a few servants to carry Lin Pang away, then took out a small book and made a preliminary assessment of the few people.

Lin Nan: You, Ding Xiaofei: Ping.

The other three: plain, plain, inferior!

The teenagers saw the grading movement of the hospital guards, and suddenly they were glad that they did not come forward rashly, otherwise they would not even be able to make an ordinary evaluation.

On the other side, Song Dashan is back.

After accepting Lin Nan's spirit stone, Song Dashan did not show any abnormality and still told the rules on the execution ground to several people.

Until it was almost noon, I took advantage of the opportunity when noon and called Lin Nan over.

"I'll set out to the execution ground later. You go to position B5, and that person's head will be chopped!" Song Dashan patted his shoulder and said.

Lin Nan shook his head, "I won't go."

"Okay, then that's it. Wait, what did you say?"

Song Dashan looked blind and said, "You bribe me with spirit stones, isn't you just trying to kill someone?

I’ll give you a prisoner who has the nine orifices of bone tempering. If the big knife is cut into your neck, it won’t be pulled out. That’s not embarrassing!

Under Song Dashan's strange expression, Lin Nan said: "I want to kill the prisoner with the highest cultivation level."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Song Dashan scratched his head and muttered, "I have brought the children of a large family for several generations. This is the first time I have seen such a weirdo like you! Okay, you will take you back to the third position of A, and that prisoner is the Nine Orifices of Bone Tempering!"

"Is that prisoner fierce?" Lin Nan asked again.

"What do you care about this?" Song Dashan couldn't figure it out. "No matter who you are, you have to lose your head when you go to the execution ground and chop it up."

"That won't work." Lin Nan immediately said that he would only cut down the one with the highest cultivation level and the one who did the most evil.

Song Dashan became more and more confused, but he still replied: "Then you go to No. 7. This prisoner is a flower-picking thief. Many civilian women have been persecuted, but their cultivation is lower, and they only have six orifices to temper their bones."
Chapter completed!