Lin Chen's face was calm, and his eyes looked at the group of martial artists in front of him coldly.

Although he was soaking in Jiao's blood just now, he had already heard the movement outside clearly and knew the identity of these people.

"Do you want emperor-level martial arts? do you want Jiao's hard work, Jiao's tendons and Jiao's scales?" Lin Chen asked lightly, "No problem, let's exchange your life." ”

"In exchange for your life, you are qualified to say such a thing?" Yin Tianci sneered, "There are so many of us dealing with you, how many lives do you think you have?"

"I only have one life," Lin Chen smiled slightly, "but there is no problem in killing you all." The biggest mistake in your life is to bully others and persecute me collectively. ”

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense with him, suppress this kid immediately! Avenge my brother Yin Zhou!" Yin Shang's eyes turned red.

"Kill him! pry out every tooth in his mouth, and see that he still has a hard mouth!" Yi Fuhu also shouted.

"Bold! Dare to be disrespectful to the son!" The ancestor of the Long family and Dugu Candle scolded angrily at the same time.

"It's okay!" Lin Chen waved his hand, "These people don't have reverence in their hearts, and they lack the respect they deserve for power, let me teach them a lesson." ”

As he spoke, Lin Chen stretched out his hand and copied it, already holding the Blood Drinking Knife in his hand.

With a knife in his hand, his momentum rose sharply, and his powerful body, which had just been washed by Jiao's blood, stood like a towering mountain, containing terrifying power.

The three martial artists of the Yin family glanced at each other, and made a tacit move.

"I'll let you taste it today, half of our Yin family's emperor-level swordsmanship, 'Seven Killing Sword'!" Yin Tianci sacrificed his sword move.

Suddenly, a little sword light appeared in the sky, like a constantly changing star, and the danger was extreme.

When ordinary people encounter this sword move, they are directly stunned, and they don't know which sword the real killing move is.

Yin Tianque and Yin Shang also practiced the same swordsmanship, and the three swordsmen attacked Lin Chen from different angles.

All of a sudden, there was a surge of killing intent within a radius of ten zhang, as if this place had become a world of swords, and even a speck of dust would be crushed.

From afar, you can feel the earth-shattering killing intent.

"It's terrifying! The three martial artists joined forces, and they could definitely kill Lin Chen!" Yao Hengjiang said in shock.

"I've heard for a long time that the Yin family has half of the emperor-level martial arts, and they haven't had the opportunity to see it, but seeing it today, it's really extraordinary!" Yi Fuxiang's face was solemn.

"Dead! Lin Chen is definitely dead! He is the innate realm, he may have a physical practice to protect his body, and his strength is relatively huge, but how can he resist this kind of sinister sword move!" the other martial artists muttered.

"It's a good time!" Lin Chen roared and greeted him with a blood drink.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, he turned out to be like an angry elephant, and directly rushed into the range shrouded by the sword.

The sparkling sword light fell on him, and it actually splashed sparks, but it couldn't stop him for half a point.

The blade of the knife drew a blood-colored arc in the air, and there were three rings in a row.

The swords of the three Wu Zuns of the Yin family have been broken one after another.

In this extremely short period of time, Lin Chen not only saw through the flaws of the "Seven Killing Sword", but also destroyed the enemy's blade domineeringly.

"What?!This is absolutely impossible!!" Yin Tianci was shocked.

The sword in his hand came from the Panlong Academy, and was given by an elder-level master hundreds of years ago.

The whole sword weighed 80,000 catties, and it had killed many Wuzun before it fell into his hands, and it has always been regarded as the treasure of the town clan by the Yin family.

The swords in the hands of Yin Tianque and Yin Shang are also more than 50,000 catties, and they are very strong, and ordinary martial artists can't pick them up.

Even so, he still couldn't stop Lin Chen's knife.

Could it be that the strength of this son, after being soaked in Jiao's blood, has been violently improved?!

"Give me back the sword!" Yin Shang held the mutilated hilt, so anxious that his eyes were about to drip blood.

"What a terrible sword!" Yi Fuxiang closed his eyes, his face was terrified, "If I guessed correctly, Lin Chen's power burst out at that moment just now exceeded 150,000 catties!

"Wouldn't it? This is still a human being, and the strength of an innate martial artist can reach this level?" many martial artists shook their heads at the same time.

Not only have they never seen such a thing, they have never heard of it at all.

You must know that the stronger the realm of martial arts, the higher the degree to which the martial artist's body will be developed, and various potentials will be stimulated.

With Lin Chen's current realm, it seems that he can't carry such terrifying power.

"Nothing impossible!" Lin Chen said with a smile, "Do I still have to tell you that before you came, I drank half of the Jiao blood, and I drank the blood of my eyebrows and heart." ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyelids jumped left and right, and their heads were dizzy.

Are you kidding?!

Can Jiao blood be drunk directly?!

Even if an adult Jiao only had half of its blood, it was enough to burn a hundred martial artists alive.

However, recalling the situation when Lin Chen was soaked in Jiao's blood before, they believed half of it again.

It seems that Jiao blood has not had much effect on Lin Chen, his body is in a state of "full", and he has absorbed everything he can absorb.

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