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Even the aura of a martial artist around him is about to burst out uncontrollably.
"Dare to go?"
Hao Wenzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the two of them like a poisonous snake, with a cold voice, word by word,
"I don't nod my head, how dare you give me a try?"
However, the next moment.
Under everyone's terrified gaze, Yin Chen raised his hand suddenly, and slapped Hao Wenzhao three times on the spot so quickly that Hao Wenzhao didn't have time to react.
The crisp and audible voice has already sounded.
Snapped.
Snapped.
It is extremely fast, but powerful and heavy!
"Snapped."
Following the third slap, Hao Wenzhao was blown away, like a kite with a broken string, and slammed heavily under the stone pillar beside the temple.
The solid and thick stone pillar was smashed into several cracks on the spot, and it was crumbling.
"Okay, no one is blocking our way now."
Yin Chen took out a wet towel and wiped his hands. It was spotless and breezy, as if cleaning up a southern genius was insignificant.
In an instant, the audience was dead silent.
Everyone present, including a few monks who were watching.
All are inexplicably frightened.
The dignified young master of the Hao family.
The famous fifth pride of the south!
?He was slapped three times by an unknown boy in public.
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Even the little monk beside him was shocked and at a loss, and didn't know what to do for a while.
"Little bastard, you dare to seek death!"
When the middle-aged man on the side reacted, he immediately changed his calm and steadfast look, and he, who was furious, exploded angrily, turned his palm with one hand, and brought a fierce wind, and came straight to Yin Chen's Tianling cover.
"You dare to move!"
Yin Chen narrowed his eyes, as if a cold light shot out.
In an instant, the middle-aged man stopped, his face was pale, and he was covered in cold sweat. He vaguely felt an invisible aura pressing on his shoulders.
How can this be?
He is a majestic master of Huajin, even in Jinghai, he is also a rare top powerhouse, how could he encounter such an unimaginable thing today?
And here, Hao Wenzhao, who finally reacted slightly from his astonishment, covered his swollen cheeks, pointed at Yin Chen blankly,
"Youyou dare to hit me?"
Immediately, he roared hysterically,
"Do you fucking know who I am? Dare to hit me, you don't want to live anymore?"
Yin Chen glanced at Hao Wenzhao coldly, "I don't care about these issues."
"I only care, did you just say that my whole family is a dog?"
The language just fell.
Yin Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his body trembled slightly.
"Puff"
Hao Wenzhao, who hadn't stood still, spurted out a bloody sword, fell down and flew again.
The middle-aged man even bent his legs under oppression, and knelt down on the spot.
With horror on his face, he looked at Yin Chen and said in a daze, "You who are you?"
In his opinion, just by his aura, he could bully such a miserably a Huajin Grandmaster.
Cultivation, at least you have to start in the late stage of Huajin.
Moreover, what surprised him even more.
The other party is just a teenager.
Looking at the entire circle of martial artists in the north, such a young boy who can still have such a terrifying cultivation level, could it be that he is
After the three legendary words gradually surfaced in his mind, the middle-aged man couldn't help shivering.
Yin Chen, who heard the words, turned around slowly, and slowly replied,
"My surname is Yin!"
The three light and fluttering words, but like a pinning needle, shocked the whole audience instantly!
In the entire northern land, with such a cultivation level, such a young man, and his surname is Yin!
Who else could this person be?
"Youyou are Yin Lingtian!"
The middle-aged man seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body before he yelled out the name in horror, and his whole body was as if struck by lightning.
"Yin Lingtian?!"
As soon as these words came out, Hao Wenzhao, who fell in the distance, was even more frightened.
Seventh on the Tianbang.
world dayProud tenth.
Huaxia is proud to be number one!
In history, the first young Wu Zun? !
Hao Wenzhao was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, his body trembled wildly, and he was completely dumbfounded.
The little monk was the same, his eyes trembling.
Unexpectedly, there is a boy who is as old as himself in front of him.
It turned out to be Yin Lingtian, the No. 1 pride in China!
No wonder Master wants to see him!
Even when he stepped into the foot of the mountain, he himself rang the bell for him!
"Pure land of Buddhism, I don't want to kill people, but the so-called raising or not teaching is the father's fault."
"When I come out, I hope to see the Patriarch of your Hao family kneel down to the door with you."
Yin Chen glanced at the two of them with calm eyes like water, walked towards the main hall of the temple indifferently, and dropped his words before leaving,
"Of course, if you dare to escape, just try!"
The implication of these few words reveals too much information!
So much so that they were caught off guard, causing the two of them to stay together again.
Before the two could react, Yin Chen and the two had already followed the young monk into the main hall.
Only the dumbfounded people were left
Under the guidance of the little monk, the two walked towards the temple.
Along the way, Ye Qingmei's face was both nervous and curious, and in the end she couldn't help but turned to Yin Chen and asked in a low voice:
"Yin Chen, why are they so afraid of you?"
"Also, when did you change your name, what else is called Ling Tian?"
Yin Chen smiled slightly and replied: "This question is a long story."
"In short, you just need to remember that in this land in the north, I am the sky!"
Yin Chen's calm tone was full of determination and confidence, and Lang Lang spoke.
As soon as the words fell, even the young monk leading the way couldn't help but froze.
Seeing that there were others around, Ye Qingmei couldn't ask any more questions.
After arriving in the temple, the two discovered that the scenery inside was more beautiful than the outside.
Green mountains and green waters, red flowers and willows, like a paradise.
At the same time, there is still the lingering smoke, lingering but not scattered, shaped like mist, like a fairyland, accompanied by the solemn bell, melodious.
Yin Chen carried his hands on his back, and his eyes did not let go of any details around him.
Whether it is the natural scenery or the rich aura here, it is not inferior to his Longshan villa at all.
And where the two of them passed by, they could also see the side halls on both sides, the monks chanting and meditating.
The voice had a wonderful penetrating power, but it didn't seem noisy.
On the contrary, there is still an inexplicable tranquility, and there is even an urge to stop and listen attentively.
Along the way, Yin Chen's eyes moved slightly.
He saw all these monks.
I never thought that the Jinyun Temple, which seemed inconspicuous in the past, is actually a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!
It seems that its background is a little bit stronger than he expected!
Not long after, the three finally arrived at the backyard of the main hall.
I saw an old man in monk clothes with his back to the two, who had been waiting for a long time.
"Amitabha, the two benefactors, the poor monk can count you here." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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