On qualifications: Some Qin brothers wandered the Jianghu when they were wearing crotch pants.

On prestige, the Qin brothers are desperate to return to Shaolin, and some people have set up shanzhai to gather their younger brothers.
Now what makes you?
Knock, knock, knock …
Slow, slow, slow drums come from the other side. In the surprised eyes of the Qin brothers, a flag of Fuwei Escort Company flutters in the wind and hunts.
Halfway through?
The three men shouted that it was not good to cross the river regardless of anything else.
With the flag of Fuwei Escort Agency flying, a team of more than 300 people appeared in front of everyone.
What can such a few people support?
The Qin brothers were relieved, but they still didn’t slow down the crossing.
Strange, I haven’t heard that Lin Ping is Song Xianggong. Does he still have an ambush?
Qin Chongyuan looked around. If the Minjiang River water is around a U-shape here, they are now at the bottom of this U-shape. There are no hills and shrubs on both sides, except for the reeds along the river. There are no suspicious places, and the reeds are not lush. Looking up at the bridge, people can’t hide their roots.
Anyway, since Lin Ping wants to be Song Xianggong, let him take advantage.
Qin Chonglu and Qin Chongfu lined up, and Qin Chongyuan accompanied the ten arhats to go all the way ahead in front of the team.
Qin Chongyuan smiles. "Isn’t this Lin Gong? Long time no see. How have you been? Lin Gong shoulders the burden of resisting Japan, how can he live and have the mood to travel? "
Lin Ping smiled coldly. "Master Qin Chongyuan came here today to have a purpose to bury you, an arrogant man with wolf ambitions, to the bank of the Minjiang River."
"Hehe, the toad yawned so much!"
Qin Zhongyuan smiled coldly. "I don’t know if Lin Gong said this as the head of Hengshan Sect or as the elder brother of Fuwei Escort Agency?"
"Gong has quit Hengshan Sect a few days ago, and this time he is seeking justice for his colleagues in Fujian Wulin who died in the hands of villains." Lin Ping turned his wrist and drew his sword. "Qin Chongyuan, Qin Chonglu, Qin Chongfu, three dog thieves who don’t know how to live or die, dare to compete with the young master?"
The clay idol still has a three-point fire condition, which is the Qin brothers’ rapid expansion of self-confidence
Furthermore, Lin Ping has quit Hengshan School, and even if he is cut down, Zhao Yang can’t say anything!
"Shameless little beast" Qin Zhonglu swore and came here. "It’s really awesome that you are still wet behind the ears and rely on your family."
"Second brother, be careful with the little beast. It’s still a little prick the hand. Hengshan Jianfa is not a hollow reputation." Qin Chongyuan whispered when Qin Chonglu passed by.
"Come on, little beast" Qin Chonglu nodded and his mouth was still arrogant.
Lin Ping’s facial expression changed, and his footsteps flew like a blink of an eye, and he crossed his Qin Chonglu distance and slapped him in the chest of Qin Chonglu.
Ah-
Qin Chonglu gave a scream and gave Lin Ping a palm to blow away. He fell into the Minjiang River and a wave rolled up and disappeared.
A violent feeling gripped Qin Zhongyuan’s heart tightly.
Not angry, but cold!
Think about how long it is before they leave Fuzhou. Lin Ping’s progress is so amazing!
Qin Zhonglu is certainly attacked by attack, but Lin Ping has a strong palm and can tell at a glance that even Brother.
Joining hands is no match for Lin Ping. Then Zhao Yang will come to the planting area again.
"How dare you kill in front of us!"
Ten arhats roared together and jumped out of the faint to surround Lin Ping.
"It turns out that it’s the venerable Lohan of Shaolin. I’ve heard a lot about you. I wonder which one wants me to learn?" Lin Ping smiled coldly.
Lohan venerable person looks high. "Ten Lohan naturally fight against the enemy together, although thousands of people are resolutely fearless."
"shame"
Lin Ping squeezed two words through his teeth and threw his fist at him.
If you fight, you will find a high-sounding reason.
Kill!
Ten arhat venerable persons binge drink and swim at the same time or blink left or right to surround Lin Ping.
Ten tall and mighty Lohan venerable men with ten sandalwood whistle sticks walked steadily and flirtatiously like clouds, constantly changing their pace and circling around Lin Ping.