I really can't control myself

Of course Zhang Tiankuo came to Linton to check on the situation. Of course, he didn't have to come secretly. He could just visit Linton directly.

But as soon as he entered the door, he was startled by the faces of the disciples coming out in front of him.

Although it was seen before that many people in the Zixiao Sword Sect were surrounded by some crises, and they were obviously in catastrophe, it was not as obvious as the few people in front of them. From Zhang Tiankuo's point of view, this group of people led by Tan Yong simply has the word "danger" hanging on their heads.

No, it should be said that it felt like the word "death" was written in black pen on his face. This was not a matter of danger at all. It looked like he was definitely dead.

It can only be said that although he has been doing divination for many years, he has never seen such an obvious face. He just took a casual look and saw the result without even using his spiritual power to calculate.

This made him blurt out: "Why do you look so dead?"

"What do you mean, old man?" Tan Yong here obviously doesn't know Zhang Tiankuo. He also said before that Zhang Tiankuo is not a member of the Zixiao Sword Sect at all, and he himself is not dressed well. He doesn't look like a Zixiao Sword sect. When the elders of the sect saw the appearance of his clothes, they knew that he was either rich or noble.

The Taoist robe Zhang Tiankuo wore was quite old. Although it was not dirty, it was impossible to tell at a glance that he was an expert. Coupled with the fact that he looks senile, it is obvious that Tan Yong does not regard him as a character.

I just had a fight with someone here, but before I even left the door, an old man came up and told him that he had a death look on his face. Wasn't this a curse on him? He could give him a good face.

"I'm not joking. You all have dead looks on your faces." Zhang Tiankuo here said seriously, "What did you just do? Can you tell me in detail?"

He was originally here to investigate the cause of this huge crisis, and now he happened to see a few people with such obvious dead appearances. Of course, he wanted to ask what happened to them. Maybe it was related to this huge crisis.

"You...you dare to curse me? Believe it or not..." Tan Yong didn't know the specific situation at all. He only heard the words "a look of death", and he couldn't hold back his anger, but... Another one added fuel to the fire and almost made him lose his mind.

Originally, he planned to beat up Linton on the martial arts platform to vent his anger, but now he really couldn't hold it in anymore and was really ready to attack the old man in front of him. He himself is not a good person, and of course he does not respect the old, love the young, and not do anything to the elderly.

However, the problem was that before he could finish his "believe it or not" words, the next moment he suddenly "teared" and his whole body suddenly split.

Yes, it was a real split. Tan Yong's whole body suddenly split in two from the middle, evenly split into two parts.

Because it was so sudden, people around him didn't expect such a situation to happen. Everyone, including Zhang Tiankuo, froze on the spot, waiting for a large amount of blood to splash on their bodies without reacting.

The person who did this was naturally the Two Half Demon Linton. This guy asked him to go to some martial arts arena for no reason. Did he agree? Who asked you to talk to yourself over there? Linton asked why he should listen to you.

Although Linton had probably guessed what the martial arts arena was used for, after all, the novels he had read had a lot of arena plots, and it was probably played by a minor villain, and it was quite coordinated, but Linton... was too lazy to walk those few steps.

After being stunned for a while, everyone around them finally came to their senses. Everyone's expressions quickly changed drastically, because this matter suddenly got bigger and became a little out of hand.

"You...how dare you do something in Tai Feng Hall?" One of the disciples who followed Tan Yong pointed at Linton and said tremblingly.

According to the sect rules of the Zixiao Sword Sect, the only place within the sect that can take action is the martial arts platform. Doing anything else is a serious violation of the sect rules. Once something like this happens, the Natural Law Enforcement Hall will investigate the situation seriously. Isn't this a serious matter?

Originally, when they asked Linton to go to the martial arts arena, it was just a small matter for a few disciples to discuss with each other. Even if they were a little aggressive, at most they would be taught a few words by their master. And if Linton loses, will he still have the nerve to stay in the sect? Even if they stay, they will definitely keep their tail between their legs. That's their plan anyway.

But now, things have become serious. If the Law Enforcement Hall investigates, their little Jiujiu will definitely not be able to hide it. What can they do?

"Oh, why don't I dare?" When Linton heard the other party's question, he took a step forward and approached the disciple.

At this moment, the disciple seemed to remember something. Yes, he seemed to realize that their boss, Tan Yong, had just been casually torn apart by the opponent.

That is to say, my mind was a little blank just now, and now I think about how terrifying this situation is. After all, Tan Yong was the strongest among their registered disciples. Even though Linton's attack was a bit sudden, it seemed that he was not someone they could deal with just tearing a living person apart so casually.

Now that I think about it, I realize how ridiculous their behavior was, but who would have thought that Linton had such strength. But it seems useless to say this now. After all, things are like this now, and it is no longer a matter of fighting or not, because the Law Enforcement Hall will take over this matter next.

Thinking of this, the disciple who had just been frightened by Linton's momentum straightened his back again and said with force: "Am I wrong? No matter what your talent and strength are, if you kill a fellow disciple in Taifeng Hall, you It’s over. How dare you continue to kill me? Do you think I will be afraid..."

With a "tear" sound, before the guy could finish his words, the same scene suddenly happened again, and the guy split into two halves without any warning.

Even before the split, his eyes were filled with shock. He really didn't expect that Linton would really dare to take action again. He felt that the Law Enforcement Hall was his support, but the question was how could Linton care about the Law Enforcement Hall's affairs.

The scene suddenly became a little quiet, and no one really dared to speak now. Linton glanced around and saw that there were no more people jumping out to seek death. Instead, he turned his attention directly to Zhang Tiankuo.

"You just said these guys have dead looks on their faces?" Linton asked directly, because he also heard what he said just now.

"Uh... yes." Zhang Tiankuo was somewhat unsure of Linton's pulse. At this time, he was not only surprised by Linton's style of behavior, but what he saw in his eyes was even more shocking.

"Are you a fortune teller?" Linton looked at Zhang Tiankuo's dress and asked suddenly.

"This... counts... right." Zhang Tiankuo nodded reluctantly.

"That's right, old man." Linton patted the other party on the shoulder, "Your calculation is really accurate."