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Chapter 156: Goodbye Golden Bell

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    "Dog thief!"

    Xu Shaoling suddenly turned around, pointed at Lin Chen and roared: "You dare to kill my Lingdan Sect Supreme Elder. From now on, our Lingdan Sect and you are at odds with each other. Even if you hide in the corners of the world, the masters of our Lingdan Sect will definitely kill you."  Thousands of corpses, all slaughtered!"

    Poof!

    Lin Chen raised his hand and pierced Xu Shaoling's head with his sword. Then he swung the black sword and threw Xu Shaoling's body aside. He looked at Xu Shaoling's body with cold eyes and said, "If you want to be at odds with me, you have to take a look.  Does your Lingdan Sect have this qualification?"

    Before he finished speaking, Lin Chen stabbed Du Jingtian to death as he was about to escape with another sword strike.

    After killing three people in a row, Lin Chen didn't have any trace of blood on his body. He stood with a sword in his hand and his eyes were cold, like a bloodthirsty Shura.

    Wherever Lin Chen looked, everyone felt their hearts tightening, and even breathing became a little difficult.

    "Here, is this lunatic going to declare war on the Lingdan Sect?"

    Tens of thousands of viewers thought this sentence at the same time.

    If it was just a martial arts competition and he accidentally killed Taoist Lingxu, that would be understandable.

    But at this time, Lin Chen used a cruel and killing method to toy with Taoist Lingxu before killing him. Moreover, killing Taoist Lingxu was not enough, he also killed the young master of Lingdan Sect!

    Looking at the three corpses on the ground, everyone felt sad and even worried that Lin Chen would kill them and kill them too.

    At this time, Lin Chen was like an ancient evil god in everyone's hearts, as if he was unreasonable and would kill whoever he wanted.

    In the square, Lin Chen stepped on the head of Taoist Lingxu, looked at the high platform, and asked coldly: "Who is the second one?"

    "The benefactor's murderous intent is too strong and may harm Tianhe."

    Master Zhenyan jumped down from the high platform, put his long stick behind him, made a Buddhist name, and said with a compassionate face: "Please also ask the donor to come back to Liankai Temple with me, and I will clear the violent spirit from the donor's chest, otherwise,  I might fall into the devil¡¯s path.¡±

    Lin Chen frowned slightly, slowly raised his sword, and said, "A monk who came out of a place where filth and evil were hiding actually talks about mercy with me?"

    "Lin Chen!"

    In the audience, an angry shout suddenly came: "Liankai Temple is a holy place for Buddhism. The masters in the temple have profound Buddhist teachings. You must not insult Liankai Temple!"

    "Yes! No matter how powerful you are, you can't slander the innocence of Liankai Temple out of thin air."

    "I have been childless for many years. Later, I took my wife to the Liankai Temple. After the master practiced the method, my wife gave birth to a big fat boy for me. I will definitely support the Liankai Temple in my life!"

    "Many Buddhist believers are very afraid of Lin Chen's strength, but when faced with their own beliefs, they are not afraid of death.

    This is the charm of faith and the horror of religion.

    Lin Chen turned his head and glanced meaningfully at the skinny old man who was taking his wife to Liankai Temple. He shook his head and said to Master Zhenyan: "If you beat me, then I will go back with you. From now on, the drums in the evening and the bells in the morning will always be with you."  Lights left and right.¡±

    "In this case, the donor is offended."

    Master Zhenyan gave Lin Chen a slight salute, then raised his long stick in his hand.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    In his body, a faint sound of an ancient bell sounded. At the same time, the skin on the surface of his body slowly turned into dark gold. Under the sunlight, the golden light shone like a Buddha.

    ¡°Golden bell cover!¡±

    Master Zhenyan shouted loudly and waved his long stick in an airtight manner. A dark golden ancient bell appeared beside him. The ancient bell rotated rapidly, and the pattern gradually became unclear. However, as the rotation speed accelerated, the pattern turned out to be  It was like a Vajra Arhat glaring at Lin Chen.

    "His! Master Zhenyan's golden bell is so terrifying."

    On the high platform, the heads of the four major families gasped, their faces full of shock.

    In front of the golden ancient bell, they even felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts. Even if the four of them joined forces, it would be impossible to break the golden ancient bell.

    This is the difference in strength. There is a huge gap between a ninth-grade martial spirit and a martial king.

    At this time, Ye Li couldn't help but ask: "Can Lin Chen break the golden bell?"

    "How do I know?"

    Ye Wuhen shook his head. She was confused now because she couldn't tell what state Lin Chen was in now, let alone how strong Lin Chen was.

    If she were asked to speak, she could only say four words, which are unfathomable.

    Duan Kun, who was sitting aside, pondered for a moment and said, "Lin ChenMaster Zhenyan's golden bell cannot be broken. Have you ever heard that Master Zhenyan escaped from an eighth-grade Martial King half a year ago?  "

    "You mean"

    On the high platform, everyone was stunned and looked at Duan Kun at the same time.

    Duan Kun said in a deep voice: "Although I was not present at the time, my disciples saw that scene. Master Zhenyan sacrificed the golden bell, and the eighth-grade Martial King bombarded him for an hour, and the soul power in his body was  Almost exhausted, there is nothing we can do about Master Zhenyan, so he has no choice but to leave, so do you think Lin Chen has broken the golden bell?"

    ¡°It definitely can¡¯t be broken!¡±

    Chen Shanhe immediately said: "Although Lin Chen killed Taoist Lingxu, if he had the strength of an eighth-grade Martial King, would he still need to negotiate with us? He would have gone crazy to heaven!"

    Everyone couldn¡¯t help but nod in agreement after hearing this. At least for now, it seems that Lin Chen is an arrogant person. Being able to sit down and talk to them means that Lin Chen¡¯s strength is not higher than that of the major sects.

    Ye Li curled her lips when she heard the words, but she was also secretly curious in her heart. She had always wanted to know what kind of realm Lin Chen was, but Lin Chen never told her, and every time she saw Lin Chen, Lin Chen showed  The strength you produce will be stronger, as if there is no end.

    In the square, Lin Chen suddenly laughed when he saw Master Zhenyan¡¯s golden bell.

    He shook his head and said: "I have smashed many turtle shells like this in my life. Why are there so many people practicing this rubbish technique?"

    Yes, in Lin Chen's eyes, the Golden Bell Cover technique is completely rubbish. It cannot be put on the stage at all, let alone worth mentioning.

    As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen held the black sword in his hand and walked towards Master Zhenyan step by step.

    The pace is slow, like walking in a leisurely garden, full of freehand and unrestrained.

    Seeing this, Master Zhenyan smiled and said: "Donor, you have to be careful, my golden bell will rebound and attack. The greater the force you use, the greater the force it will rebound to you."

    "Then can you deflect my sword?"

    Lin Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and after finishing his sentence, without any pause, he stabbed out with his sword.

    Master Zhenyan's eyes are full of smiles. He has been practicing the Golden Bell for nearly a hundred years, and he is very familiar with the defensive power of the Golden Bell. Even if the ninth-grade Martial King wants to break his Golden Bell, he can only wait for his soul.  The power is exhausted, otherwise it will never be broken.

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    Just when Master Zhenyan was feeling proud, he suddenly heard an inexplicable sound.

    The sound was like a bubble being popped by a needle.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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