Chapter 309 is sure so

In the midst of all the attention, horror, and shock, it was comparable to teleportation, and few people could see what was going on, and the man was already standing in front of Butian: "Are you sure you want this?"

"What do you think?" Bu Tian stretched out his hand slightly, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his domineering eyes flashed, Jin Fengcao won it himself, so it was decided!!

"Do you know who I am?" the man asked in a cold voice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I don't know!" Bu Tian said honestly, not wanting to know.

"Jin Lin !!" the man said, as he spoke, a pair of eyes suddenly enlarged, like two stars, so dazzling that people dare not face them.

At that moment, the man's momentum was fierce, and before that, it was all convergence.

At this moment, after the big opening, it was actually the peak of the ninth layer of supernatural powers, and it seemed that it was not far from the half-step reincarnation!

The terrifying momentum, as if a mountain rock bursting, the instantaneous explosive power, terrifying to the point of making people faint, can really be said to have swept everything.

The rolling momentum advanced in all directions, and everywhere he went, some people who were slightly weaker were all holding their chests and vomiting blood.

Even if it is powerful, such as Long Teng, Long Chi, Long Si and others, they are also slightly pale.

Strong!!!

It's really strong!

Looking at Jin Lin's eyes again, it had turned into a shocked and frightened color.

Jin Lin? It turned out to be Jin Lin?

With the man's self-reported home and such momentum, many people already know about this person.

Jin Lin, the martial servant of the little marquis of the Golden Wind, has eight martial spirits, is good at strength, and is ruthless and murderous.

Over the years, the little marquis of Jinfeng has made a great name in the Northern Regions, and Jin Lin has made great contributions.

A peerless and dazzling character like the little marquis of Jinfeng can't do everything.

Many times, Jin Lin is the embodiment of the little marquis of the golden wind, and he does his best to do everything for the little marquis of the golden wind.

Of course, this matter, in most cases, is a murder.

It is precisely because of this that Jin Lin's ferocity, which is notorious, can be described as notorious.

It is rumored that the combat power of the little marquis of the golden wind is even more terrifying than the realm, and in the entire northern region, there are few people who dare to offend him, and there are few people he can't kill.

The step is over!!

After Jin Lin reported his home, almost everyone agreed that Butian had provoked a hornet's nest that should not be provoked.

Jin Lin looked at Butian deeply, his eyes were full of stubborn pressure, and he stared at Butian: "Now, do you still want to get this 10,000-year-old golden wind grass?"

"Yes!" What made Jin Lin and everyone in the audience dumbfounded was that Bu Tian didn't even have time to think for a moment, just like that, his voice could be described as firm and natural.

"Okay, good, good, kid, you are the most kind of person my Jin Lin has met in recent years, and I promise you that today will not only kill you, but also give you the most painful way to die!" Jin Lin said in a cold voice.

An instant.

Jin Lin's palm, which had been preparing for a long time, was raised all of a sudden, and it was so close to Butian!

"Kailin Palm !!"

In the low cheers, the dazzling vitality light was like a rising sun, becoming more and more dazzling.

The palm print is lifelike, just like a real palm, showing the color of gray gold, and the palm print is not large, similar to the palm of an ordinary person.

As soon as Kailin's palm came out, in the eyes of everyone, it was clearly visible that the space in front of Jin Lin was shaking and shaking.

The air is compressed and screams, and the slightly slower is the palm prints that are worn out into finer air currents.

The palm print came out, locking the step, but Rao was like this, the momentum that leaked out was one hundredth or one thousandth, or like a scorching golden needle, inserted into the hearts of some onlookers, painful and painful, the heart was like a thousand holes, and the spiritual consciousness was also trampled to shatter.

"The !! of the Silenced Hand"

In the next moment, Kailin's palm arrived in front of Butian's body, only a foot away.

In Butian's eyes, in the depths of his eyes, the palm prints of Kailin's palms were clearly reflected.

He is also domineering, not dodging, not retreating, a domineering spirit in his heart arises spontaneously, the vitality in his body is comparable to ten thousand dragons soaring, the power is torn, emerging like an arm, and then, one palm is raised, no more, no less, not forward, not backward, just with the Kailin palm print, the blood-colored handprint brought by the silence hand is a big collision with the palm print of the Kailin palm.

Butian's face turned pale all of a sudden, there was no Butian who fused with ten thousand tribulations, only the realm of creation and transformation.

At this moment, facing the Great Jin Lin at the peak of the ninth layer of divine powers, even if Butian used all his strength, his body was flying upside down, blood was spitting out, and his momentum was sluggish.

Whew!

But, soon, the moment Butian landed, he raised his head at the same time, in a pair of eyes, the battle intent boiled, and Butian roared: "Ten thousand calamities, fusion !!"

【Tomorrow will continue to be exciting】

(To be continued.) )