He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 459 Don’t blame us for being rude
Most of the Daowu realm people from other powerful clans were killed on the spot, and only a few of them managed to survive by relying on their powerful cultivation.

They were seriously injured and lost most of their bodies.

Although he might not necessarily fall in realm, it would not be easy to repair such a serious injury.

The stronger the body, the harder it is to recover.

Unless someone can refine high-level or even top-level elixirs with seven or eight elixir patterns like Jiang Lin.

However, the alchemists in this world are not considered very strong.

Xia Shanliu was only able to refine the second-line Kongming Powder, but he was already the best among the crowd, and even the powerful clans had to treat him with courtesy.

But that’s all later. At this moment, Jiang Lin was staring at the several seriously injured members of the powerful clans.

He saw hatred, anger, and fear in the other's eyes.

Jiang Lin's methods are beyond the understanding of these people.

They thought that the Thunder Blade plus Jiang Lin's own strength was strong enough.

However, they didn't expect that the real killer came from the combined efforts of all of them.

The strength of the Sky Scale Armor is beyond people's expectations.

Rather than saying that they were defeated by Jiang Lin, it would be more accurate to say that they defeated themselves.

If these people had not worked together, they would not have intended to kill Jiang Lin, but instead aimed to break through the field of thunder and fire.

Jiang Lin, who cannot absorb so much energy, might not be able to do anything good to them.

Unfortunately, there aren’t so many ifs in the world.

All I can say is, it's all your own fault.

However, Jiang Lin was also seriously injured at this moment and had to leave.

The arm armor vibrated, tearing open a crack in space.

Seeing this scene, everyone understood that he was leaving.

Just as the people from the powerful clan were about to move, Ma Ningyan swung out the wind blades from the Black Wind Knife in her hand to block them.

"Who dares to move!"

She shouted, "Xu Wanqun, form a battle array!"

This time she brought the most powerful group of border troops. Although there were only a few dozen people, all of them were at least at the seventh level of the Divine Martial Realm.

Compared with people from powerful clans, their individual combat effectiveness is much weaker.

But if they form a battle formation, no one can stop them.

Especially the Daowu realm masters from the powerful clans present were all killed or seriously injured by Jiang Lin's counterattack with the Sky Scale Armor, and no one could stop them.

But Xu Wanqun did not immediately form a battle array, but whispered: "General, the Heavenly Prison Formation with Zhu Dao Sect was given to me when I came here."

Ma Ningyan suddenly turned her head to look at him, and Xu Wanqun didn't say anything else.

But everyone understood that the border army commander also agreed to keep Jiang Lin.

The importance of a blacksmith who can forge weapons using giant bones is self-evident.

What Ma Ningyan wants to do requires the help of such a person.

It can even be said that without Jiang Lin's help, even if Ma Ningyan conquered ten times more cities, she might not be able to achieve her ambition.

He stared at the border army commander who had followed him out of Tiannan Prefecture and had always been loyal and never said a word.

Ma Ningyan tightened her grip on the knife again and again, and she almost squeezed out the words through her teeth.

"Array up!"

"Commander..."

The Wufeng Knife was placed on Xu Wanqun's neck.

Ma Ningyan's voice was cold: "Don't make me say it a third time."

There are very few people who can make her repeat it a second time.

Xu Wanqun saw great determination in her eyes.

I immediately realized that the matter was a done deal.

No matter what, the commander-in-chief will never take action against Mr. Hong.

Xu Wanqun sighed in his heart. He looked down on those civil servants, but during this period of time, civil servants came forward one after another and risked their lives to make remonstrances.

Even the commander of the border troops would be moved by it.

And I began to agree in my heart that the civil servant might be right.

So he brought the Heavenly Prison Formation, which could be deployed instantly at Ma Ningyan's command to block the space and weaken the cultivation level.

In the Heavenly Prison Formation, even if one condenses all the Taoist bones in the body, it will be of no avail.

The Taoist formation came from the Taoist ancestor thousands of years ago. It is a magical technique that transcends worldly power.

Just like [Xingluo] and [Lan Ke] of Xujian Dao, they are not divided according to ordinary cultivation and realm.

"That's all..."

Xu Wanqun said no more and stood beside Ma Ningyan with the others, forming a battle formation.

A powerful aura emanated from Ma Ningyan.

The combined force of the battle array made her more powerful than if she had condensed all her Taoist bones.

The Wufeng Sword vibrated slightly, making a whistling sound.

The people from the powerful clans were shocked by her and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Jiang Lin was high in the sky, looking at Ma Ningyan and the others. He knew very well that she was coming to see him off.

A loud shout came from a distance: "No one is allowed to leave this place!"

Jiang Lin turned his head and saw several powerful Daowu realm masters flying towards him.

It was obvious that they were people from a powerful clan.

Behind these people, there were more masters from powerful clans rushing over.

Further back, Jiang Lin saw millions of border troops running wildly along the way.

If he could stand higher, he would see that all the power of the entire Daqian was gathered around him.

The rolling torrents flooded the land in all directions.

Ma Ningyan raised her head and looked at Jiang Lin, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Hong, just leave. I don't see who dares to stop you!"

Jiang Lin looked down at her, feeling extremely guilty.

He really wanted to stay and solve the current dilemma with Ma Ningyan, but the world of [Picturesque World] was about to collapse.

But he still had one thing to finish, and if he didn't leave now, it would be too late.

Sighing, Jiang Lin dropped the Huang Lei Blade from the sky: "This magical weapon is for you." The huge blade directly pierced into the ground.

Several bolts of lightning and fire burst out.

Reflections of thunder and fire flashed in Ma Ningyan's eyes. She nodded slightly at Jiang Lin without saying much.

The deep reluctance to leave turned into silence at this moment.

Jiang Lin also said nothing and stepped into the space crack.

"Leave!"

With a loud shout, a powerful force came from a distance.

Ma Ningyan swung her sword without hesitation, and the sharp blade kept colliding with the opponent's fist.

The Daowu realm master from the powerful clan was stopped, and when he saw Jiang Lin enter the space crack and disappear, he immediately became furious.

He turned his head abruptly and stared at Ma Ningyan with a gloomy expression: "The Daqian royal family is going to go to war with our powerful clan!"

Ma Ningyan also stared at him, with the Wufeng Knife in her hand pointing directly at the opponent's face.

"If you want to fight, then fight. You will be the first to die!"

Her attitude was extremely tough, her aura was deep and awe-inspiring.

I don’t know which generation the ancestor of that powerful clan who is at the Daowu realm belongs to.

Although he has the right to speak, he cannot make decisions on his own on such major matters that concern the entire powerful clan system.

Members of the powerful clans arrived one after another, tens of thousands of people, with great momentum.

Although Ma Ningyan's side had few people, they were not afraid at all.

With only dozens of people, they have the momentum of a mighty army.

In the distance, the rumbling sound of galloping war horses and heavy footsteps gradually came.

Those are millions of border troops, marching towards this side.

In the dust, Ma Ningyan, representing the Daqian royal family, confronted tens of thousands of people from powerful clans.

No one moved, and no one spoke.

In the silence, there is a strong atmosphere of solemnity and murder, ready to strike.

At this time, Jiang Lin had already left for hundreds of miles.

The arm armor continued to tear open cracks in space, allowing him to quickly move away.

But just a few hundred miles is far from enough!
Jiang Lin was not afraid of the powerful clans. After all, he had killed all the members of the Lu family. It only took him a thought to leave without any worries.

The reason why he kept using space cracks to speed up his journey was because he wanted to verify one thing before leaving.

The world around me kept shaking and collapsing, and the complete picture in my field of vision became less and less.

"Hold on a little longer! We're almost there!"

Jiang Lin was completely powerless. He was so badly injured that it was amazing that he didn't collapse on the spot.

Now we have to keep on traveling, and the burden is even heavier.

Every second feels like a year.

As soon as the space crack opened, he immediately drilled in, not daring to waste even a second.

It was not until the seventeenth space crack was torn open that Jiang Lin took a step forward and a city appeared before him.

That was the future Kyoto City. Jiang Lin took a quick glance and found the location of the Southern Blacksmith Camp in later generations.

He fell down, grabbed the Sun-Chasing Bow on his back, took out a Black Tortoise Holy Arrow, and shot it towards the ground.

The properties of the Black Tortoise Holy Arrow are powerful, and the ground is as fragile as tofu in front of it.

In the blink of an eye, the Xuanwu Holy Soldier Arrow blasted a huge hole hundreds of meters deep in the ground.

Jiang Lin shook his body, took off the sky scale armor and arm armor, and then threw them into the deep pit.

He took out another box from his arms, which contained a piece of paper.

That was the sentence that Gu An Ning had written at his request.

He threw the box into the deep pit as well, and with a touch of his hand, the overturned soil immediately closed up.

Using the last of his strength, he moved some flowers and trees to cover the place. After making sure that it would not be easily discovered, Jiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

When I looked up again, the collapse of the world was already before my eyes.

I couldn't tell east from west, south from east, or west from west, and I couldn't see the person I wanted to see.

Jiang Lin sighed and then smiled bitterly.

This time, it seems like Ma Ningyan has been left with a huge mess...

But there is no way, some people must be killed.

When the world collapsed and submerged him completely, everything became silent.

The scene in front of my eyes flashed, and a strong smell of blood came from my nose.

Jiang Lin looked up and found himself back at the Lu's residence.

It's just that compared to before, there are too many things missing here.

Many houses were torn apart, and many corpses were lying there.

A very small number of Lu clan members looked at Jiang Lin with horror.

When they rushed in from the outside, they clearly saw countless lights and shadows interweaving, covering the entire old house and a large number of clansmen.

Even some of our ancestors were like this.

The next moment, Jiang Lin's figure reappeared, but the old house and the clansmen disappeared.

What kind of method is this?
They had never seen it, nor had they ever heard of it.

The ancestor was a powerful man in the Daowu realm, how could he disappear without a sound?

Jiang Lin noticed their gazes, but did not move. He just looked down at his hands.

His hands had regained their faint silver-white color, different from the Taoist bones.

His cultivation was still only at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, with a heart of Tao that had been condensed in advance.

Holding the Sun-Chasing Bow in his hand, there were fewer Holy Arrows in the quiver.

As for the previous damage, it still exists.

At this moment, I just felt extreme pain all over my body, as if I was being torn apart, and a large amount of blood was flowing down uncontrollably.

A second-grade Divine Martial Realm warrior who hurried over saw this and shouted at Jiang Lin in a deep voice: "Where did you take my Lu clan members? Release them now!"

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

(End of this chapter)