"Lin Chen, hurry up and stop him!" Ning Hui'er shouted.

She really didn't want things to escalate, or someone would definitely die.

"There's no need, let him call someone. Lin Chen said in a deep voice, "He just called the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, and I will follow!"

Seeing Lin Chen so confident, Ning Hui'er shut up.

At this time, Chen Beiluo had already found a person with a note as a senior brother from the communication book, and directly dialed the other party's phone.

A short conversation.

"What? My junior brother was actually killed? What a big dog, where is the person? I'll be there right away!" came a cold and violent voice on the other end of the phone.

"It's in the Linyi Pavilion on the bank of the Hedong River, the 'half-pot yarn' box, hurry!" Chen Beiluo urged.

The phone hung up, Chen Beiluo was excited, he hugged Chen Zijin's upper body, and shook it twice: "Brother Zijin! You wait, we must avenge this revenge! The Chen family in the East China Sea cannot be humiliated!"

Lin Chen looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a clown jumping up and down.

Although the ordered dishes were served one after another, no one had the heart to eat.

After all, the "black market boxer" Chen Zijin was still lying in the corner with a white cloth, and the bloody atmosphere was so thick that he couldn't melt away.

Mo Mo quietly went out and changed into a pair of clean pants. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but was stopped by Chen Beiluo, saying that it was a brotherhood, so they could advance and retreat together, and the show was about to start.

There was really no way, Mo Mo had to shrug his shoulders, his face pale and stay in the corner, his eyes dripping around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jian Bingbing also wanted to leave, not wanting to cause a fire, but was also stopped by Chen Beiluo.

Time flies.

Twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Chen Beiluo's ears moved, as if he had heard something.

Curious, he got up and looked out the window.

I saw that on the vast river surface of more than 400 meters, there was a small black dot approaching rapidly, like a crazy speeding yacht, pulling out a wave with a height of a foot behind it.

"Hmm, Brother Zijin's senior brother is here!" Chen Beiluo's pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted loudly, "My God! It's just too domineering! Directly stepping on the waves and crossing the river, this cultivation is earth-shattering!"

"What? And this kind of thing!" Momo was also startled.

Everyone followed the prestige, and sure enough, they saw the "senior brother" trampling on the river and hurrying towards here.

"God, when a person steps on the water, he doesn't sink, and he runs like a gust of wind, is this still a person?" Jian Bingbing was dumbfounded.

Ning Hui'er had a solemn face, because she could also see that the "senior brother" was only afraid that his strength was not weak, and even far surpassed Chen Zijin.

In other words, Lin Chen's trouble is coming!

Lin Chen glanced at the other party, still calm and calm, and his face did not change at all.

In less than ten breaths, the "senior brother" had already set foot on the shore, his eyes glancing this way.

"Dare to ask if it's Huang Kun's senior?" Chen Beiluo swallowed his saliva and asked boldly.

The real name of "Senior Brother" is Huang Kun.

This person looks gloomy, about 1.85 meters tall, and his figure in green clothes does not look majestic.

Surprisingly, he carried a huge knife like a dog's head, almost the same height as him, and looked like he was more than two hundred pounds.

Huang Kun himself also has more than 100 catties, plus this heavy big knife, and he has to cross the river at high speed, you can imagine how outstanding his strength is.

"It's me, you're a child of the Chen family in the East China Sea?" replied.

His voice was low and cold, but it sounded extremely thick, giving people a strong sense of oppression, and the soul seemed to be suffocated.

"I'm Chen Beiluo," Chen Beiluo immediately pointed at Lin Chen with a hideous face, "Senior Huang, the murderer of my son Brother Jin is this person!"

"Understood!" Huang Kun snorted coldly, "No matter who you are, come out and die!"

As he spoke, he violently pulled out the giant knife on his back, and with a bang, the cold knife light suddenly swept over.

Everyone only saw that there seemed to be a bright lightning bolt passing by, and a pavilion next to it was actually cut in two and began to collapse from the middle.

"Domineering side leak! This knife is simply blowing up the sky! Even if an elephant comes, I'm afraid it will be chopped to death!" Mo Mo tugged at his hair, so frightened that his heart almost stopped.

Ning Hui'er's face also turned pale and bloodless.

Everyone is just an ordinary person, who has never seen such a violent scene.

Who can withstand this earth-shattering knife?!

Chen Beiluo didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth raised a cruel smile, and he clenched his fists fiercely, as if the revenge had been avenged.

Lin Chen slowly stood up and asked lightly, "Are you a disciple of the Badao Sect?"

"Nonsense!" Huang Kun said proudly, "Lao Tzu is a core disciple of the Badao Sect, and he has already practiced the middle martial art 'Thunder Knife' to the consummation realm, boy, you are dead!"

According to Lin Chen's judgment, Huang Kun's cultivation realm was two levels higher than his own, and he was already in the late stage of the acquired realm.

Coupled with the domineering sword skills he practiced, he was definitely the strongest opponent he had ever encountered so far.

Before, Lin Chen had already met the outcasts of the Badao Sect, but he didn't expect to fight with the core disciples of this sect so soon.

However, it is not too strange, in Lin Chen's impression, the mountain gate of the Badao Gate is not far from the East China Sea, only a few hundred kilometers.

Huang Kun strode over, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't get into the window, but crashed in directly with a bang, like a rampaging rhinoceros.

The wall where the window was located collapsed, and the entire box shook violently, the cups and plates fell weakly, and the dishes and drinks flowed all over the table.

"Senior Brother Chen, I'm late......" Huang Kun leaned over and hugged Chen Zijin horizontally.

Lifting the white cloth covering the surface, he immediately saw the horrific image of his face being beaten into a sieve.

After being so seriously injured, the gods couldn't save it.

A surging anger suddenly rose from the bottom of Huang Kun's heart, and the rolling anger rushed straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and his eyes turned blood-red.

Pedaling, Pedaling...... Ning Hui'er and the others were all frightened, and they all retreated backwards and shrank into the corner.

"You're going to die!" a roar erupted in his throat, and Huang Kun swung his knife at Lin Chen.

The "Thunder Knife" of the Consummation Realm was more violent and faster than the knife that split the pavilion before.

Before the knife arrived, the strong wind set off by the move had already destroyed the table full of dishes, crushing everything on it.

The air was also crushed, and there was a faint muffled sound, like spring thunder sweeping over the low-hanging lead clouds.

"Die!" Chen Beiluo gritted his teeth, his whole body was tense, and his whole body was unprecedentedly nervous.

At such a close distance, no one thought that Lin Chen could dodge.

But when the strong wind clears.

The scene in front of him was so surprising that his eyes fell out.

Because Lin Chen didn't dodge or dodge, he clasped his hands together and grabbed the blade.

Wisps of blood oozed from his palms.

Obviously, such a domineering attack also caused Lin Chen to suffer some injuries.

"Impossible! This is not true!" Huang Kun was also stunned, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, "My master said that no one in the same realm can catch my knife! Besides, your realm is much lower than mine!"

He drew his knife violently, trying to withdraw the weapon, but he didn't move, as if he had slashed into the hard cliff and was stuck.

"Hehe!" Lin Chen smiled, "You still owe some heat for this knife technique, and you are reluctant to chop wood, so it's no fun to kill me." ”

Suddenly, Lin Chen kicked out.

is a simple heart-warming leg, but Huang Kun can't avoid it.

The Badaomen trains disciples, and the knife is always in the person, and the knife is never allowed to get rid of the enemy when facing the enemy.

Bang! Huang Kun was kicked directly by this kick, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and his chest was also deeply dented, obviously seriously injured.

The giant knife also flew high, slicing through the ceiling and nailing it to it.

"Why is this happening?" Chen Beiluo shuddered.

He originally thought that with a master like Huang Kun coming out, a hundred Lin Chens would also die.

Who would have thought that things would turn around like this.

Ning Hui'er also covered her mouth, her face full of horror.

The master of the Sword Gate who could smash the pavilion with one knife was not Lin Chen's opponent.

I really don't know how powerful this beautiful young man is!

"Escape! If you don't escape, you won't be in a hurry!" Mo Mo quietly pulled Chen Beiluo's shirt.

"Is it useful to escape?" Chen Beiluo's face was completely distorted, and he said viciously, "Don't be afraid, this surnamed Lin will not be arrogant for long, even if he kills Huang Kun, the Badaomen will come out to avenge his disciple!"

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