Chapter 161: The Holy King Fights the World

Lord?

Hehe, if he can, Lin Chendong would like to be an obscure little farmer, and a few famous people around him, living on the top of Qingtan Mountain in a paradise, occasionally planting cauliflowers, raising bees and poultry, and accompanying Linghu for a lifetime.

At this time, Lin Chendong was like a demon as the chief said, his whole body was covered in blood, there was blood on his face, a red-eyed demon with a killing face, and the spirit sword in his hand fell together, and each sword had a life that fell to the ground, or a severed limb.

The screams were as terrifying as hell on earth.

To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, and this sentence is never wrong.

Just now, Lin Chendong couldn't bear to kill a beautiful woman, that is, he was stabbed in the left shoulder by this beauty's sword, if he hadn't flashed fast, this sword had really penetrated his heart.

"Host, you are too merciful, aren't you just a beauty, you know, when the Holy King ruled the entire planet, I don't know how many fairy-like beauties were all killed by the sword of the Holy King. The universal system said to Lin Chendong while treating Lin Chendong.

"I was careless, I didn't expect that I was so handsome, and I showed mercy to her subordinates, and she actually killed me. Lin Chendong looked at the ancient warriors around him, and kept pouring towards him, looking like he was going to eat him alive.

"Do you think that you are so beautiful and have such a decent figure, and you plan to her first, and then kill her, don't waste it, don't waste it?" said the universal system very well understood Lin Chendong's nature.

"That's exactly what I thought, take a few of them captive, play with them slowly, and then kill her. Lin Chendong said.

"......" the universal system has nothing to say.

More than 100 people, more than 20 people died tragically under Lin Chendong in an instant, and more than 20 lives were exchanged for a sword on Lin Chendong's body; they had to be afraid, if they continued like this, they probably hadn't killed Lin Chendong yet, that is, they died on Lin Chendong's terrible swordsmanship.

But some people, looking at the spirit sword in Lin Chendong's hand, cutting off the weapons in the hands of many enemies, the more they look at it, the more they like it, if they get this sword, it is like a tiger with wings.

"Ding......" There was a metallic crash.

The flying sword in Lin Chendong's hand collided with a golden staff, and the sound of metal crashing sounded in the mountain night, and a strong wave of qi lifted the dead leaves with blood on the ground and swept around.

"Amitabha, donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. The vajra staff in the abbot's hand blocked Lin Chendong's flying sword and said.

"I'll let your sister go. Lin Chendong knew very well that if he put down this long sword, he would soon die in the hands of these people: "Come on, if you want to kill me, come on, come on, and those beauties, if you dare to do it to me again, I promise to pierce the pair of mountains on your chest!"

"Rogue. A few beauties who were about to make a move on Lin Chendong heard Lin Chendong raise their swords and scold Lin Chendong angrily.

"Don't go up, leave the rest to me and the abbot. "A nun teacher stopped her female brother and said.

"Master, you must help me kill him. The two graceful and beautiful little nuns like hibiscus in the water pointed to this rogue Lin Chendong and said.

In the first half of the confrontation, not only did they not get cheap, but more than 20 Taoist friends died in the hands of Lin Chendong, and now the abbot, the Taoist chief, and the three masters of Shitai personally took action.

They immediately stepped aside, looking at the young man covered in blood from a distance, as well as the blood-dripping spirit sword in his hand.

"Abbot, don't talk nonsense with him anymore, let's do it with us, take this son, lest you have too many dreams at night. This master with a whisk in his hand and a long sword on his back said. I was thinking in my heart: "At a young age, his strength has reached the foundation, if he is allowed to grow up again, I am afraid that this river and lake will be overturned by him." ”

"Greed is called immeasurable, and it is offended. An old man with two long swords flashed in front of Lin Chendong, claiming that his name was Immeasurable Qiankun. I was also thinking in my heart: "Xiaoxiao is young, his strength is so terrifying, he must not be kept, even if he gets Yuqingmen, he must be killed." ”

Speaking of masters, Lin Chendong knew that the three of them were the most powerful of the all, and when they fought with them just now, they just wanted to test Lin Chendong's true strength.

"Come on, old immortals, if I, Lin Chendong, don't die today, I will never calm down your Taoist temple and Buddhist temple. Lin Chendong raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at them.

"Amitabha, Lord Lin, you have fallen into the devil's path, for the peace of the martial arts, the old man can no longer keep you, may my Buddha be merciful!"

"I demon the woman of your whole family, the young master is just a small peasant, if you want to kill me, come, come, kill ......"

Lin Chendong thought that those stories would only appear in some novels, but he didn't expect that he would encounter them, and it was really like this; these so-called righteous guys, for the sake of interests, for the spirit sword in his hand, casually put a crime on him, and then killed him openly.

Speaking of which, they are still not strong enough, if they are strong enough, do they dare to charge Lin Chendong with a crime?

"Golden Dragon Demon Suppression!"

The Golden Dragon Demon Suppression is Shaolin's top internal martial arts, and this abbot looks estimated to be almost three hundred years old, older than Lin Aoqi, and his internal strength is unfathomable. Under the true anger, the vajra staff in his hand waved, and a golden dragon danced in the night, and finally opened its teeth and claws to bite Lin Chendong, and where it passed, a stream of bloody dead leaves was lifted.

Under the internal strength of the true qi, coupled with the friction between the circles on the vajra staff and the wind, a dragon-like sound was emitted:

"Whew......"

Such a scene, everyone present was stunned, it was a rare occurrence in a hundred years, and compared to some young cultivators, it was even more eye-opening.

Especially when a young man standing beside the chief, he was stopping Han Ling and a few of their beauties, not letting them pass, his eyes were staring at this bloody Lin Chendong and said: "Sure enough, he is a bull, the person who dares to scold the chief is different, I don't know if he can accept the younger brother." ”

Facing the abbot's move: the golden dragon suppresses the demon, Lin Chendong is not far behind, such a strong enemy, either he dies or dies himself, he no longer retains the strength in his body.

In addition, the universal system continued to pass on the true qi to him, so that his dantian would remain full of true yuan, so that Lin Chendong would also have enough strength to exert the Saint King's stunt. Anyway, the Holy King traded ten spirit crystals to Lin Chendong, and these spirit crystals were enough to replenish the energy of the universal system.

Don't think that only this abbot has powerful martial arts, Lin Chendong also has it, and it is also very strong, very domineering.

After Lin Chendong used this martial art, the entire mountain shook, and the dead leaves on the ground seemed to lose gravity, floating up with Lin Chendong's body, and slowly floated up, floating off the ground, and the aura within a radius of ten miles, under Lin Chendong's 'Spirit Life Technique', quickly gathered here.

The withered yellow trees were once again extracted of vitality, and in an instant, the sky was full of fallen leaves, rolling towards the east of Lin Chen in the air, and finally turned into dust and dissipated into the world.

"Saint, King, Battle, Heaven, Down!"