"Elder Wan, you can't be mistaken, right? As far as I know, your grandson Wan Hao is already a seventh-level Tongmai Realm, and although Lin Chen's physical body has tempered the Great Perfection, he is only in the Martial Dao Realm, how can he kill your grandson?"

Zhou Xiong looked at Wan Tu and said with his fists clenched.

In front of such a master, Zhou Xiong naturally didn't need to hide it, he could see the changes in Lin Chen's physical body, and Wan Tu could naturally see it.

With a sweep of consciousness, everything is clear.

You ask him. ”

Wan Tu said with a cold face.

Zhou Xiong looked at Lin Chen below and asked, "You killed Wan Hao?"

Lin Chen touched his nose and said with a somewhat embarrassed face: "Well, this was an accident, I didn't know he was a coward." ”

Cowardly?

Rumble!

The anger in Wan Tu's heart was instantly ignited.

"Negative emotions from Wan Tu, +6666"

What?

The negative sentiment suddenly broke through to thousands of digits! plus the previous total was 8132.

Lin Chen was surprised in his heart.

With a move in your mind, you can convert these negative emotions into rage values.

On the screen, the rage value immediately changes: 10216.

it!

There was still 3404 left in the previous rage value, and this time I got 6812, which is equivalent to the ratio of the old guy's negative sentiment value to the rage value of one to one.

Lin Chen looked at Wan Tu, and his eyes lit up instantly.

If you this old guy a few more times, won't the rage value skyrocket?

In Lin Chen's eyes, Wan Tu went from a fierce tiger to a little sheep that could pick up wool at any time, oh no, it was simply a yak with long hair mopping the ground.

Masturbation!

Anyway, it's not going to die, even if these rage points are useless because he dies in the end, at least he has to make this old guy vomit a few liters of blood.

Even if you can't vomit a few liters of blood, you have to sprinkle a few handfuls of salt on this old guy's wound.

Now, with so much rage value, he can rest assured that he can heal his wounds, after all, there is a sword in his chest, and it is not coordinated no matter how you look at it.

This sense of disobedience is too strong.

Zhou Xiong was also stunned, he didn't expect Lin Chen to answer like this, but he agreed very much in his heart.

If not, how could he be killed by a martial artist in the martial realm?

He had already recognized what Lin Chen said, turned his face to look at Wan Tu, and said with his fists clenched: "Elder Wan, you see that Lin Chen has already said it, this is an accident, with the strength of Master Wan, it is actually ......."

Wan Tu's anger rose in his heart, and he interrupted Zhou Xiong's words domineeringly: "Unexpected fart! He just defeated a martial artist with an eightfold pulse, and the sword on his chest is that kid." Is this an accident?"

What?

Zhou Xiong was stunned.

The sword on Lin Chen's chest, he naturally saw it, his divine sense swept it, knowing that this sword did not hurt Lin Chen's heart, looking at the infiltrating person, but it was not in danger of life. But this also shows that Lin Chen's previous battle was very fierce at most.

It's just that he didn't expect that this sword turned out to be the sword of a Tongmai Eightfold Martial Artist.

looked at Lin Chen, then raised his eyes to look at Chen Feng and the others, and both of them nodded.

This next week, Xiong was really stunned, "it! This is the real awesome! The martial arts realm defeated the Tongmai Yae, I haven't heard of it! I'm afraid even the Nine Mansions Holy Land can't find such a awesome character." ”

"How did you do that?"

Zhou Xiong looked at Lin Chen and asked, his gossip heart suddenly burned, he wanted to know how a martial artist of the martial arts realm could defeat a master of the Eight Realms.

This is equivalent to a little white rabbit, and suddenly a slap slaps a tiger to the ground, and the sense of disobedience in this picture is too strong.

Lin Chen raised his head and said with a humble face: "I don't know, it should be a fluke." That guy was afraid of fainting blood, and after stabbing the sword in and seeing the blood, he was scared away, so many people saw it. Look, Vice-Hallier, this sword is still stuck in my chest. ”

In his heart, he was muttering: "Nima, I don't know that I always have to look up at you, my neck is very sore?"

When the crowd heard this, their faces darkened.

A martial artist who has experienced countless battles in the eightfold realm of the Tongmai Realm will faint blood?

Haven't heard of it.

Everyone looked at Xu Jian, Xu Jian's face was embarrassed, but he felt that it seemed that Lin Chen deliberately gave him the steps, so he said hesitantly: "Ah...... I'm a little, faint ......."

When everyone heard this, their faces became even darker, and many people looked at Xu Jian with a look of disdain on their faces.

"Look, I said yes. ”

Lin Chen spread his hands and said.

Immediately, in the eyes of everyone, he grabbed the hilt of the sword, bared his teeth and pulled out the sword inch by inch, here are all masters, they can even hear the sound of the long sword pulling through the bones, which makes people feel a toothache, but Lin Chen's face is not the slightest bit of pain.

While pulling it out, he said: "He faints blood, I actually faint the sword, so this thing is uncomfortable on me, and I must pull it out......"

"But that guy is more cowardly......"

Negative emotions from Wan Tu, +3333.

"I'm a faint sword, but I'm not afraid, that guy is a faint knife, as soon as my knife appeared, he fainted, you have to know that I am just a martial arts realm, the knife is not skilled, he is dizzy, my knife can't be contained, just by me a knife on the neck, and then this head moved. I didn't expect that either!!"

The long sword penetrated through his chest, leaving only the hilt of the sword, Lin Chen said in pieces, and in the last long "ah", he suddenly pulled out the sword, and blood spurted three meters.

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched unconsciously.

Negative sentiment from Wan Tu, +5555.

Lin Chen sneered in his heart.

As soon as his mind moved, the fury value was quickly consumed, and the injuries in his body were rapidly recovering, and the bleeding was quickly stopped.

But he didn't heal all of his injuries, it was too obvious.

Zhou Xiong's face twitched, and he could also see that this guy was a ruthless person, and at the same time, his mouth was ruthless enough.

Wan Hao was already dead, Wan Tu's heart must have been extremely sad, but Lin Chen sprinkled a handful of salt on this old guy's wound again, no, this is the second salt.

However, Zhou Xiong appreciates this, if it is him, he will have to sprinkle salt, anyway, he is already a mortal enemy, he can't make his relatives not hurt, but he must not let the enemy be happy!

But don't you kid know that this will deepen this old guy's murderous intent towards you?

If this old guy is really determined to kill you, I can't bear it!

Zhou Xiong lamented in his heart.

"Elder Wan, you think it's better to leave this matter at that, martial arts fights, casualties are common, it's better to turn a big thing into a small thing, I let this kid apologize to you, and we will personally compensate ......"

Zhou Xiong clenched his fists and said.

Wan Tu waved his hand, interrupting Zhou Xiong's words, his murderous intent was permeated, and his face was cold: "Impossible! This kid must die! Otherwise, my Dao heart will be covered with dust and I will not be able to break through the obstacle." ”

Zhou Xiong's cheeks twitched, this is all about the heart of the Dao, it's really hard to say anything, and then block it, it is tantamount to blocking others from breaking through and blocking other people's martial arts paths.

Blocking a person's path of martial arts, for a martial artist, is the enemy of life and death, and he will never die.

It's not that Zhou Xiong doesn't want to stop Wan Tu, but the key is that he can't stop it.

Zhou Xiong's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Lin Chen's heart also sank, knowing that this old guy really had the heart to kill him.

Wan Tu's voice was very loud, and everyone present heard it, and everyone looked at Lin Chen, with pity and schadenfreude, but more indifference.

In the world of martial arts, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive. Even if you have the talent to defy the sky, before you grow up and have no strength, you can still only be a fish on the chopping board of the strong and let it be slaughtered.

Wan Tu looked at Lin Chen with a cold face, and said indifferently, "Boy, are you ready to die?"

Ready to die? Lao Tzu is sick, so I'm ready to die if I'm fine?

"Nope. ”

Lin Chen shook his head honestly and said.

Wan Tu smiled coldly on his face, but the next moment his sneer froze on his face, and Lin Chen continued: "I'm not the coward who fainted when he saw the knife. ”

Rumble!

Ten thousand slaughters are furious.

It's all dying, and this kid's mouth is not honest.

In my mind, "Negative emotions from Wan Tu, +8888"

"Then you will die!"

Wan Tu's momentum soared, and a violent momentum exploded, and the huge force shook Zhou Xiong, Chen Feng and Liu Minghao around him, and the three of them could barely resist except Zhou Xiong, Chen Feng and Liu Minghao were directly lifted away.

At a height of 100 meters, an invisible ripple surged out from around Wan Tu, and hundreds of Tongmai Realm martial artists in the distance changed their faces one by one, and fled in panic.

And Lin Chen, who was facing Wan Tu, was swaying in the other party's violent momentum, his long hair dancing wildly, but his face was calm and terrifying.

He didn't forget to mutter: "Such a strong man, killing me in a martial arts realm, is really cowardly to make such a big move!"

The voice was not loud, except for those who could not hear it from the Tongmai Realm martial artists, the above few people could hear it clearly.

Rumble!

"Negative sentiment from Wan Tu, +10000. ”

Damn!

It's a pity that it's useless to blow up the table, no matter how much rage is valued, without the support of strength, everything is a floating cloud.

Lin Chen sighed in his heart.

He had already seen Wan Tu, who was dancing furiously, slapping him with a palm......

Are you going to finish?

No!

I heard a cold shout: "Saying that you coax you is a compliment to you!"

A voice that sounded strange and familiar to Lin Chen sounded.

"Is that you?"

The corners of Lin Chen's mouth curled upward.

When he comes, he really can't die!

A fist the size of an ordinary person suddenly appeared in front of Wan Tu, and with his condensed vitality and himself, he was hit by this inconspicuous punch.

Bang!

Wan Tu shot out like a meteor, smashing trees, blasting rubble, and inlaid on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

The violent wind disappeared in an instant, as if it had never come, and a young white figure was walking step by step from the distance in the air.

It looks like a leisurely stroll, but every step is a great step.

Shrink the ground into inches!