National Doomsday: I picked up a poplar at the beginning

above the main hall, Yu Canghai was inexplicably frightened, the true qi in his body passed, and when he looked at Lin Ping, he couldn't believe it.

"Hahaha, Yu Canghai, you wouldn't have thought that I, Lin Pingzhi, am still alive, now you should go on the road!" Pulling

out the sword at his waist, Lin Pingzhi was unrelenting, and stabbed it with a sword, but it did not stab Yu Canghai's vital point.

"Ahh Lin Pingzhi, you don't want to die!" Yu

Canghai screamed in pain, but the tendon at the wrist of his right hand was broken by Lin Pingzhi, but since then he can't hold the sword.

"Lin Pingzhi, if you hadn't killed my son Renyan back then, how could you have caused the disaster of annihilation, everything is your own fault, no wonder others!"

Hearing Yu Canghai's words, Lin Pingzhi scoffed, he personally experienced it back then, and that night the Qingcheng faction came and rummaged through the big and small corners of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, just to find the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits.

That night, a total of 52 people in the Fuwei Dart Bureau, whether they were men, women, old and young, or young men, how could they be the opponents of the Qingcheng faction, they were abolished and cultivated, kneeling in the front yard of the Dart Bureau.

Yu Canghai's long sword dripped blood, and if he killed someone, he would ask:

"Where is the thing?"

and the Qingcheng faction went together, as well as Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan, Taishan and other sects, they watched Yu Canghai kill people one by one, but none of them came forward to stop the massacre.

When the killing was rising, Yu Canghai was full of smirks, and the long sword in his hand was about to stab Lin Ping's heart, but a voice came:

"Master Yu, please stop, this person will be brought back by me for the time being, he is the only seedling of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, if you kill it, you won't be able to get it!"

The person who spoke was none other than Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction.

"Oh, is the head of Yue Yue sure?Can he find out the whereabouts of that thing from this mouth?"

However, in the end, Yu Canghai still handed over Lin Pingzhi to Yue Buqun, just because the reputation of the gentleman's sword was obvious to all in the rivers and lakes, so he sold a favor from the Huashan faction.

In the days that followed, Lin Pingzhi had been living in the Huashan faction, and Yue Buqun also used Yue Lingshan to successfully get out of his body the hiding place of the evil sword spectrum.

"Hehehe, Master Yu's words are wrong, back then you were only for one thing, my Lin family's ancestral sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, created such a killing, and today you are innocent of death.

Lin Pingzhi took out three more swords and cut off the tendons of Yu Canghai's other hand, as well as his two hamstrings.

The limbs were abolished, Yu Canghai trembled in pain, and many Qingcheng sect members present were already scared to the core, how could they dare to believe that the master, who had always been respected by him as a god, was like a mess of mud at this time, and he would be killed by Lin Pingzhi at any time.

"Lin Pingzhi, there is a kind of you killing me, killing me!" The

intense pain made Yu Canghai's face bruise, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his cheeks.

"Old thief, you want to die, but it's too cheap for you, I have to slowly temper you to relieve the hatred in my heart.

Lin Pingzhi carried a long sword and walked step by step in front of the Qingcheng faction, most of these people were involved in the tragedy that night.

"You, kill my second uncle!" In

front of Lin Pingzhi's eyes, the appearance of a middle-aged man appeared, it was his second uncle Lin Zonghai.

"Die!" the

long sword was handed out, and Luo Renjie died.

"It's you, kill my younger brothers and sisters

, die!" "It's you, kill the housekeeper Liu Er, die!"

"It's you... It's you...... It's you...... Die...... Die...... Death..."

Lin Pingzhi's eyes no longer had any human emotion, and in less than half a burn of incense, seven Qingcheng Sect disciples had already died here, including Yu Canghai's most proud four disciples.

There are also some timid people who endure the weakness of their bodies, kneel on the ground and kowtow, begging Lin Pingzhi to let them go.

"Lin Shaoxia, I didn't participate in the killing back then, and I ask you to have a lot of them, don't..."

Before the man finished speaking, Lin Ping stabbed it with a sword, and he had already pierced it to the heart.

At this moment, everyone was extremely frightened, because looking at Lin Pingzhi's appearance, they were all dead horizontally and vertically.

"Senior Brother Lin, please, for the sake of the head of Huashan Yue, can you not kill me?"

Lin Pingzhi sneered, this person actually mentioned Yue Buqun, you must know that the Huashan faction has already changed hands, and Yue Buqun has become a waste.

Half an hour later, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, and only five Huashanmen people had collected them in the past two years, and they had nothing to do with the affairs of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, so Lin Pingzhi did not rush to kill them all.

When he came to Yu Canghai's side, Lin Pingzhi stretched out his hand and pointed at several of Yu Canghai's big holes, but he stopped the blood.

"Lin Pingzhi, you can't die well, I Yu Canghai will not let you go!" was

still stiff-mouthed when he died, Lin Pingzhi was furious, and directly slapped Yu Canghai's big face, directly pulling away seven or eight of his teeth.