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- "Boss, this guy is clearly targeting us on purpose." Tianle said angrily.
"Too much."
The three of Zi Weixi couldn't help showing anger when they saw the hypocrisy of Ziwu God Ancestor.
"It's okay, you're just a clown."
Lin Chen looked at the majestic mountain gate with the same expression as usual, took a breath, and shouted loudly: "Goddess Doum, I'm under Lin Chen, please come out and see me."
Buzz!
The loud voice, along the mountain gate, spread like the wind towards the Shenluo Tianmen.
"You are bold!"
The ancestor of Ziwu God scolded angrily, and said sanctimoniously: "I have already given you a chance, I never thought that you would dare to be so rude, if I don't teach you a lesson today, wouldn't it be a cat or a dog in the future, who would dare to disturb Junior Sister Doumu?"
"Senior Brother Ziwu, calm down, this man knows nothing about the heights of the heavens and the earth, and is bold and shameless. Why do you need to dirty your hands? Let the younger brothers do it for you."
The geniuses clustered around him rushed to curry favor with him, but they didn't take Lin Chen seriously.
I saw one of the geniuses in red, who shot first, raised his hand, and hit Lin Chen on the forehead with a bloody whip in his hand.
This blood whip is a top-grade extreme weapon, and the genius in red is a second-path god ancestor, and it immediately forms a terrifying power, which is enough to beat people in half. 强牺 kanzongyi.cc 读牺
"This kid is miserable. If he gets this whip, he will either die or be injured."
The horse-faced disciple and the others shook their heads secretly, not doubting the power of the genius in red.
"Boss, teach him a lesson." Tianle said angrily.
Swish!
With a wave of Lin Chen's hand, he evolved a blazing sword with nine gold-plated sword patterns on it, which is the ninth layer of the Great Bright Holy Sword.
clang;
When the Great Bright Holy Sword was struck out, the bloody whip flew back, passing over the head of the genius in red, and with a swipe, he became a big bald head.
"What?"
The genius in red felt a chill on the top of his head, hugged his bald head with both hands in fright, backed away in panic, looked at Lin Chen in horror and said: "How is it possible? Among geniuses of the same level, no one can defuse my attack with one move ,how did you do it?"
"No way, the disciples of this sect are all geniuses among geniuses, and they can gain the upper hand against geniuses in other holy places. Why do they suffer such a big loss in the hands of a cultivator of the divine seal?"
The horse-faced disciple and the others were also taken aback. They almost suspected that they were dazzled. They took another look at the bald head of the genius in red, and they didn't have any doubts just now.
Looking at Lin Chen again, Disciple Horse Face and the others no longer looked down upon them, and whispered: "This genius who claims to be Lin Chen is probably a genius of swordsmanship."
"Hmph, it's really ignorant for a second-path god ancestor to dare to attack my boss."
Tianle snorted softly, and said to the genius in red in the same tone they had belittled Lin Chen just now: "Now you can become a monk and don't need to shave your head. Why don't you thank my boss?"
"Damn! How dare you humiliate me like this?"
The genius in red was already ashamed, but now when he heard Tianle's words, his face turned green and he gritted his teeth, but he was afraid of Lin Chen and dared not do anything again.
That sword was so terrifying that he still had lingering fears in his heart.
Looking at his big bald head, Ziwu God Patriarch felt extremely ashamed, and reprimanded: "Things that are embarrassing, please get rid of them quickly."
The genius in red trembled in his heart, and immediately stepped aside obediently.
The ancestor of Ziwu God looked at Lin Chen again, and said arrogantly: "I didn't want to do it myself, but you are not small, you are rude first, and you hurt people later, it is really too much."
"Sounding, if you want to make a move, don't make excuses for yourself." Lin Chen broke through his lies.
"Hehe, all the juniors and sisters here know how I am, the ancestor of the Ziwu God. How can you allow me to slander you?"
The ancestor of the Ziwu God kept smiling all the time, acting like a gentleman, scolded Lin Chen loudly, and at the same time raised his hand to pat Lin Chen.
Boom!
The air exploded, and a purple palm print appeared, with a strong breath, it instantly locked onto Lin Chen's figure.
Seeing this, the genius in red gloated and said, "Boy, Senior Brother Ziwu is the number one person of the four gods in our sect, and he can defeat the five gods. Today you can be defeated by him because of your several lifetimes of cultivation." Blessing."
"Senior Brother Ziwu is not light-handed. This swordsman named Lin Chen may have to lie down and leave the sect today." The horse-faced disciple said.The man said in a low voice.
Tianle saw Ziwu Shenzu make a move, and hurriedly reminded: "Boss, be careful, this guy's palm strength is amazing, enough to injure ordinary Sidao Shenzu."
The three of Zi Weixi also saw how powerful he was, and were a little worried about Lin Chen's safety. This time kanzong yi*.cc Zhang Si
"No problem."
Lin Chen's expression was as usual, and he still used the holy sword of light to strike at the purple palm print that was shot.
Swish!
Seeing a flash of sword light, the purple palm print split into two, and then with a puff, it turned into two strands of purple air and fell from Lin Chen's eyes.
Seeing this, Tianle smiled and glanced at the horse-faced disciple and the red-clothed genius, and said loudly: "Joke my boss, are you qualified?"
Snapped!
These words were like a slap in the face, on the faces of the horse-faced disciple and the red-clothed genius.
The horse-faced disciple's face was pale and pale, and he stammered: "The ancestor of Ziwu is the ancestor of the four paths, and he is only the ancestor of the second path. How could it be possible to break the palm technique of brother Ziwu with one sword?"
The red-clothed genius blushed, squinted his eyes and shouted: "The swordsmanship he used is obviously only a barren-level top-level swordsmanship, why is it so powerful?"
Seeing this, the other disciples of Shenluo Tianmen couldn't help looking at the ancestor Ziwu with doubts, and said in a low voice: "How could this be? With the strength of senior brother Ziwu, it's unlikely that he can't even deal with a second-level god ancestor. ?¡±
The palm of Ziwu God Ancestor was broken, and his face was not good-looking, and when he heard these voices questioning himself, he suddenly became angry, and shouted at Lin Chen:
"Boy, I was careless, but I only used 20% of my strength just now, and you will not be so lucky next time."
While he was talking, he called out the Divine Weapon of Destiny, which was a purple divine clock the size of a palm.
"go!"
The ancestor of the Ziwu God shouted, and the purple bell flew to the sky above Lin Chen's head, then skyrocketed to a height of hundreds of feet, and was ruthlessly suppressed.
"Okay, this is brother Ziwu's natal weapon, Zitianzhong, which is enough to suppress all the geniuses of the four ancestors of the world. Even if this kid is superb in swordsmanship, he is powerless to compete."
The genius in red applauded loudly, and did not forget to compliment the ancestor of the Ziwu God, which added a bit of brilliance to his face, felt more face, and pretended to be modest:
"Junior brother, I'm overwhelmed. He didn't use all his strength for the sword strike just now. If he tried his best, he might not be able to block my Zitian Zhong."
The Ziwu God Ancestor looked at Lin Chen with a smile that was not a smile, but there was a coldness in his eyes, but he heard Lin Chen say: "You still have some vision."
I saw Lin Chen wave away the Great Bright Holy Sword, took out the Youlong Sword, stabbed towards the sky, and with a bang, Zitianzhong was sent flying.
Boom!
The Zitian Bell hit the mountain gate, and there was a loud noise immediately, spreading out a circle of huge purple sound waves.
The disciples who had not cultivated to the realm of the ancestors fell to the ground like kites with broken strings, their faces pale and their eyes dull.
The disciples above the realm of the ancestors, such as the genius in red and the horse-faced disciple, all staggered, couldn't stand steadily, and looked at Lin Chen in horror.
"Impossible!"
The ancestor of the Ziwu God almost lost his voice, staring at Lin Chen with his eyes, and said to himself angrily: "What kind of evil is this kid? Only at the level of the ancestors of the second path, can he be able to overwhelm my Zitian Bell?"
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