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"Mo Yan, you beast, how dare you lie to me!"
Broken Sword Martial Saint instantly fell into rage. Holding the Broken Sword in his hand, without saying a word, he slashed directly at Mo Yan Martial Saint with a shocking sword energy.
The Jade Sword Martial Saint opened his mouth, wanting the Broken Blade Martial Saint to spare Lin Chen¡¯s life, but in the end he didn¡¯t say a word.
He will not doubt the authority of Poxu Martial Saint in formations. That analysis is well-founded and convincing.
In comparison, Martial Saint Mo Yan¡¯s words are simply untenable.
How could you, nineteen years old, have so much time to learn formations?
What¡¯s more, what kind of formation inheritance does Donghuang have?
Lies, all lies!
"The Devil's Palm of the Great Dream!"
Martial Saint Mo Yan¡¯s eyes turned cold, and he clapped his hand.
The sky-covering hand shot up into the sky and directly hit the sword energy struck by the Broken Sword Martial Saint. The two collided in the air and exploded with a bang.
The ground shook and the mountains shook, and countless gravel fell from the top of the underground palace.
"Stop!"
The face of the Jade Sword Martial Saint changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted: "This underground palace has existed for tens of thousands of years. The soul power supporting the top of the underground palace is getting weaker and weaker. It will definitely not be able to support the two martial saints fighting here. If the fight continues, the underground palace will be touched. With the formation inside, the entire underground palace might be destroyed, and we would get nothing!"
Martial Saint Broken Sword was about to strike again when his face changed slightly when he heard this, and he gave Martial Saint Mo Yan a cold look: "You are lucky."
"snort."
Martial Saint Mo Yan snorted coldly: "Whether you believe it or not, this little brat is mine. If anyone dares to snatch it from me, I will hold him to death together!"
Qin Zhongling frowned slightly, clenched her small fists and glared at Martial Saint Mo Yan.
"Bah!"
Lin Chen spat directly on Martial Saint Mo Yan¡¯s face and said contemptuously: ¡°Who do you think you are, qualified to die with me?¡±
This mouthful of saliva hit Martial Saint Mo Yan directly in the face, knocking him unconscious.
The Jade Sword Martial Saint and others in front were stunned when they saw this.
"Young man, you are so brave!"
Broken Blade Martial Saint couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "When I was in the Body Tempering Realm, if I saw a Martial Saint, I would be scared to the point where my legs would become weak, or even frightened to death. You were held in his hand, and how could you? You still dare to spit at him, with no regard for life or death, I admire you!"
"Don't think I dare not kill you!"
Mo Yan Wusheng was trembling with anger. He grabbed Lin Chen's neck hard and swung him in the air like a balloon. He roared in his face: "No one has ever dared to spit in my face. If If you don¡¯t understand current affairs and are unwilling to cooperate, then I will crush you to death right now, and at worst, no one will get the treasure!¡±
"elder brother¡¡"
Lin Xiaorou watched Lin Chen being thrown around in the air and subconsciously reached out her hand.
Qin Zhongling patted her shoulder and said: "It's okay, this guy is made of iron. Have you ever seen anyone who can hurt him?"
"Have you dumped enough?"
Lin Chen frowned and said, "I saw you were so bold to come and arrest me. I thought you had some tricks up your sleeve, but in the end it was the same old thing of kidnapping and extortion. Do you know who I am? You dared to kidnap me?" ?¡±
Arrogant!
Broken Blade Martial Saint and others gave a thumbs up again, with admiration and surprise on their faces.
Although they are at the same level as Martial Saint Mo Nightmare, Martial Saint Mo Nightmare's magical entry-level skills make everyone a little wary of him. If they hadn't guarded the entrance and Martial Saint Mo Nightmare had nowhere to escape, they He didn't dare to force Martial Saint Mo Yan like this.
"But Lin Chen, who was only in the Body Tempering Realm, and was controlled by the Martial Saint Mo Nightmare in life and death, actually dared to be so arrogant.
"Could it be that he really has a great family background?"
The Jade Sword Martial Saint frowned and fell into thought.
"How dare you pretend!"
Mo Yan¡¯s Martial Saint became even more angry and shouted: ¡°I don¡¯t care who you are, even if you are the King of Heaven, I can crush you to death even if I want to. No one in this world can threaten a Martial Saint!¡±
"My name is Lin Chen."
Lin Chen¡¯s voice was calm and his expression was calm.
?? Martial Saint Mo Yan was stunned and said in disbelief: "Are you really pretending to be with me? You asked Lin Chen to have nothing to do with me. Come on, bite me if you can."
Pfft!
Broken Blade Martial Saint and others couldn't help laughing when they saw this.
This scene is really ridiculous.
A warrior in the Body Tempering Realm,Although he wants to scare away a martial saint with his own name, not to mention that no one has heard of this name at all, even if this Lin Chen is really a noble son of a super powerful force, they are demonic martial saints with their heads pinned to their belts. How could they care?
"This kid is so ridiculous."
Martial Saint Poxu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. He had just looked at Lin Chen because he was not afraid of death, but he didn't expect that what Lin Chen said would be so stupid.
"You bitch, if I don't let you have a longer memory, I think you don't know what it means to be afraid!"
Mo Yanwu Sheng laughed angrily, clamped Lin Chen's big hand and started to exert force.
Click!
Suddenly, a hand appeared on his wrist.
The fingers are long and fair.
Martial Saint Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, a heartbreaking pain hit him.
That hand actually squeezed his wrist so hard that the bones broke, and the broken bone spurs even pierced directly from the skin.
The hand holding Lin Chen's neck weakly let go.
"I told you, don't touch me."
Lin Chen pinched Martial Saint Mo Yan¡¯s wrist and gently moved his hand away.
There was a dull expression on his face.
This scene directly stunned more than thirty martial saints and hundreds of martial masters, with their mouths open as if they could fit a fist into them.
what's going on?
Isn¡¯t this a warrior in the Body Tempering Realm?
Why can he pinch Martial Saint Mo Yan¡¯s arm like that?
Looking at the scene of the sharp bone spurs piercing the skin and lifting it up, everyone felt a chill in their wrists.
"It's over."
The expression of the black-clothed warrior under Martial Saint Mo Yan changed slightly, and he swallowed hard.
He knew something was wrong!
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How could it be a body tempering state!
Lin Chen!
I always feel like I¡¯ve heard this name somewhere.
"Hand, hand!"
Martial Saint Mo Yan opened his mouth wide and looked at his wrist, unable to stammer out a complete sentence.
Lin Chen shook his head and said: "You idiot, I already told you my name is Lin Chen, and you still dare to touch me. Do you think you are looking for death?"
He let go of Martial Saint Mo Yan¡¯s hand.
But Martial Saint Mo Yan still stood there, motionless, as if a immobilization spell had been cast on him.
Lin Chen easily pinched Martial Saint Mo Yan's neck, lifted him up, and said lightly: "In the past, there were many people who dared to pinch my neck with their hands. Do you know what happened to them afterwards? "
"me¡¡"
Martial Saint Mo Yan opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but his entire neck was held by Lin Chen, and his throat within the bones was tightly closed, and no sound could come out.
His legs began to kick in the air, and the black eyes gradually rose up in his pupils.
"They are all dead."
Lin Chen moved his neck and threw the body of Martial Saint Mo Yan on the ground with a crackling sound. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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