was actually directly twisted off by a lowly miscellaneous disciple.

If this spreads, how can he still have the face to mess around in the school.

The other two inner courtyard disciples were tumbling in their hearts like boiling water, and their huge anger almost burst them.

This is an unprecedented insult!

It is like a high king, walking in the kingdom of his own domination, and actually received a beggar in the face, and was beaten half to death.

"Kill!" the two of them heard Feng Yao's words, and the same word burst out of their chests.

Although they were slapped down by Lin Chen, they all felt that they must be too underestimated, and if they dealt with it seriously, they would never do this.

After all, Feng Yao was a half-step martial saint, and those two inner court disciples also took over this cultivation.

Lin Chen was just a grandmaster, not even a martial artist.

"You want to kill me? Lin Chen laughed.

Feng Yao's eyes were cold and cruel, he didn't dare to think about Lin Qingxuan and Nangong Yao, the two delicate beauties, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to tear the handsome young man in front of him to pieces.

In the "Thai Emperor Academy", the law of the jungle is pursued, and whoever is strong has the right to speak, and it is not forbidden to fight with the same family.

It is said that this is done in order to maintain the blood nature of the disciples, dare to attack their own people, and only after going out can they adapt to the more cruel world of martial arts.

In a word, the law of the jungle.

When he heard this rule yesterday, Lin Chen already had a bottom in his heart, and this was the reason why he acted recklessly.

"Shura Divine Fist!" Feng Yao roared violently, and his other arm, which was not injured, blasted out a ruthless punch.

At this moment, the light behind Feng Yao turned dark, making his whole person look like a bloodthirsty Shura who had fallen into hell.

Countless demon shadows rose into the sky, causing chaos in front of Lin Chen's eyes, and he couldn't see the real fist path clearly at all.

Lin Chen knew very well in his heart that this was a new change derived from the cultivation of martial arts that had reached a high and profound realm.

"Trash!" Lin Chen snorted coldly and fought back with a fist.

Bang!

Lin Chen took a step back.

Feng Yao screamed miserably, his other arm was directly wasted, the fist bone collapsed completely, and a broken bone pierced out from under the skin, Bai Sensen's extreme horror.

"Senior Brother Feng!" Feng Yao's two followers were already frightened.

You must know that the "Shura Divine Fist" is not trivial, and it is the most powerful one of the emperor-level boxing techniques.

Feng Yao even relied on his aunt's guidance to elevate this boxing technique to the realm of perfection.

But the two punched each other, and Feng Yao's disadvantage was too obvious, and it turned out to be a crushed situation.

"What are you doing in a daze? No matter what means you use, I want him to die!" Feng Yao's eyes were blood-red, and his face was as hideous as a devil.

"Yes!" The two attendants sacrificed their lore at the same time, and frantically made a move towards Lin Chen.

For Feng Yao, but also for themselves!

It is worthy of being a disciple of the inner courtyard, and when the two of them make a move, it is also a strong storm, and the killing intent fills every inch of space within a radius of ten zhang.

Because it was in the academy, none of them carried weapons, but used their fist techniques, wanting to join forces to suppress Lin Chen.

Two strong and powerful fists smashed on Lin Chen's body at once.

However, Lin Chen didn't even retreat, he just shook his body.

"Two wastes!, dare to shoot at me!" Lin Chen raised his palm upwards and grabbed the wrists of these two people at the same time.

There were two crisp sounds, and the wrists of these two people were directly shattered, even if there was a healing elixir, it could not be cured.

"Oh my God! What kind of alchemy is this, it's so domineering!" Feng Yao took a few steps back violently, almost flying out of the sky.

Where did he imagine that this newcomer, who was extremely despised by the three of them, was above them in terms of physique, strength, or comprehension of boxing techniques.

Lin Chen let go of his hand and looked at them indifferently, as if he was looking at a few poor little reptiles.

"Kneel down," Lin Chen said lightly, "Otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless and abolishing your cultivation." ”

Hearing this, Feng Yao's bodies shook wildly, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

By this time, they had already understood that the other party really dared to make a move.

"Enough!" Suddenly, a sharp female voice came from the "Miscellaneous Servant Hall" in the distance.

At the same time, a huge divine thought came like a tide, striking hard in Lin Chen's mind.

Poof! Lin Chen was caught off guard, and was so shocked that he vomited blood.

Unexpectedly, the master of the martial arts saint level made a move, and it should be Feng Yao's aunt Feng Quinoa.

At the level of the Martial Saint, the physique has been raised to the extreme, and the soul has also become stronger, and it can release divine thoughts to track the enemy thousands of miles away.

The woman who had not yet shown up used a killing move such as a spiritual attack, using the power of divine thoughts, and suddenly caused damage to Lin Chen.

Although Lin Chen surpassed his steel body, his physique was not weaker than that of an ordinary martial saint, but his soul was still very weak, and after receiving such an attack, he felt as if his head had been hit by a boulder of 10,000 tons, and his eyes were almost black.

"Hahaha, my aunt is here! I'm going to kill you today!" Feng Yao laughed maniacally.

This voice, he is too familiar, it is one of the three deacons of the "Miscellaneous Servant Palace", his own aunt.

Although Feng Quinoa has not yet appeared, she should have been shrouded in the vicinity with her divine thoughts, and everything could not be hidden from her prying eyes.

Feng Yao suffered such a big loss, there was no reason why she didn't come out.

The Feng family is also a wealthy family in the nearby "White Stone City", and they will never suffer losses.

A gust of wind blew, and everyone saw a thin middle-aged woman.

This woman is extremely ugly, similar to Feng Yao, with a wide mouth, a collapsed nose, square cheeks, a high and raised forehead, and sparse and yellow hair.

The clothes worn by Feng Qu were also gray robes in the style of the "Miscellaneous Servant Palace", but the line of arms and shoulders was embroidered with a wide blood-colored line.

"First-Order Martial Saint! No wonder!" Lin Chen's eyes were full of Venus, and his steps were already a little vain.

That is, he is extremely strong-willed to support it for so long.

If it had been replaced by an ordinary martial arts cultivator, he would have fallen to the ground a long time ago and let others ravage him.

Because of this, the killing intent in Lin Chen's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

He can defeat the Demi-Saint, but there is currently no way to compete with the Martial Dao Saint, not even a first-order Martial Saint.

It is rumored that the martial arts saints are divided into nine orders, and the strength of each level is almost doubled, and the ninth order martial saints are completely legends that shine through the ages.

"Yao'er, how are you?" Feng Quinoa walked over and looked at his nephew distressedly.

"This miscellaneous piece has ruined my two arms, and this hatred and hatred are incomprehensible!" Feng Yao grinded his teeth and gurgled, "I'm going to tear him apart inch by inch, and then grab the two chicks who have something to do with him and destroy them well!"

Feng Qu was a little speechless, she knew very well what was wrong with her nephew.

Feng Yao's quality can only be regarded as an average level among many geniuses, but he is too greedy for women, and he can't take his eyes off beautiful women when he sees them, so he has to get his hands on them.

"Okay, it's just a miscellaneous disciple, it's worse than an ant, and if you kill it, you will kill it. Feng Quinoa said coldly.

"Aunt is mighty!" Feng Yao was overjoyed.

In his eyes, Lin Chen was already a dead man.

There is so much difference in the realm, it is not something that strength can make up for.

"Come on, come and kill me!" Lin Chen did not retreat but advanced, his eyes were resolute.

Even if he dies here, he won't take a step back!

"You're done!" Feng Qu sneered, "Your brain has been destroyed by my divine thoughts, and in the future, the path of martial arts will be cut off, and it will be impossible to make any progress." However, you hurt Yao'er, and you are destined to die in an instant, at my hands. ”

Before the words fell, Feng Qu stretched out a finger and pointed it at Lin Chen's eyebrows.

As a first-order martial saint, she has absolute confidence in her own strength, and with this finger, the beautiful young man in front of her is 100% dead.

Lin Chen didn't dodge at all, but instead a cyan flame rose from his body.

"What is this?!" Feng Quinoa was shocked.

But the speed of her shot is also extremely fast, and it is too late to rush the recruitment.

Feng Qu's fingertips were fiercely pointed at Lin Chen's eyebrows, but the cyan flames had already spread along her slender fingers and quickly spread towards her.

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