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Not only did Lin Chen not move, Qin Zhongling, Lin Xiaorou, and the Evil God standing next to Lin Chen were also motionless.
From the perspective of others, Lin Chen and his group were obviously frightened.
"No matter how hard you try, it's all in vain. I've never failed to kill anyone I want to kill."
Martial Saint Mo Yan looked at Can Jian¡¯s actions and sneered again and again.
"Yeah?"
At this moment, Lin Chen suddenly moved.
He reached out and grabbed the evil god by his collar. Under the astonished gaze of the evil god, he threw the evil god forward and hit the dark devil's palm.
"I!"
The evil god was almost angered to death by Lin Chen's actions. In anger, he kicked the devil's palm to pieces, turned around and said angrily: "Lin Chen, don't think you can do whatever you want to me. I have grown so big, and no one has ever dared to throw it away. Me, you bastard!¡±
Can Jian, Lord Qisha and others were immediately stunned.
The green-robed Martial Saint who had just crawled out of the ruins had a look of shock in his eyes.
Even he had to avoid the edge of the demonic palm issued by Martial Saint Mo Yan.
But the evil god actually shattered the devil's palm with a random kick?
In the distance, in a ruins, Huang Peng was struggling with others to resist the pressure of the Martial Saint Mo Yan. When he saw this scene, the expression on his face instantly froze, and then turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"That person is so strong!"
Listening to the exclamations of a group of killers beside him, Huang Peng's mind went blank.
Is this the same person who was knocked over by his punch and stepped on his face with his foot?
"Who are you?"
?? Martial Saint Mo Yan had a solemn expression on his face, looking at the Evil God and asked in a deep voice.
The evil god didn¡¯t even look at him. He rushed to Lin Chen and shouted in Lin Chen¡¯s face: ¡°I¡¯m asking you! If you don¡¯t give me an explanation today, this matter will never be over!¡±
Hearing this, Lin Chen silently reached out his hand and wiped the saliva from his face.
He frowned slightly, looked at the evil god's face so close at hand, and asked, "What do you want?"
"I¡¡"
The Evil God's breath was stagnant.
What can he do?
You can¡¯t beat Lin Chen even if you fight, and you can¡¯t outrun him even if you run.
He took a deep breath and roared angrily: "I don't want to do anything!"
The roar was like thunder.
He said the most cowardly words in the most ferocious tone.
Martial Saint Mo Yan glanced at Lin Chen with a slightly surprised look. The evil god could break his clutches with one kick. There was no doubt that he must be a master of the same level as him. Why did he say these words to Lin Chen? Come?
The evil god's expression was clearly full of anger, but he couldn't vent it.
Or rather, you don¡¯t dare to get angry at Lin Chen?
"This, this senior."
Lord Seven Kills asked cautiously: "Are you also a Martial Saint?"
"Fuck you!"
The evil god was furious. Hearing this, he kicked the Lord Seven Kills in the face and kicked him backwards for tens of meters, causing a house to collapse.
Huang Peng, who was in the distance, felt even colder all over, and quickly knelt on the ground, praying silently in his heart that this evil star would never think of him.
Mo Yanwu Sheng frowned and said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency, can you tell me your name?"
"roll!"
The evil god was furious: "You, a little demonic warrior saint, are as shameful as the earthworms and cockroaches underground in the spring. What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
Everyone who heard this sentence was immediately stunned.
At this moment, how many people were struggling under the pressure of Martial Saint Mo Nightmare. Just feeling the breath of Martial Saint Mo Nightmare made people feel like needles pricking their whole body.
But in this situation, the evil god actually said such a domineering sentence!
"Your Excellency, do you look down on me?"
Martial Saint Mo Yan gritted his teeth, but he couldn't figure out the evil god's origin, so he resisted and didn't take action.
The evil god said coldly: "Go away, say one more word, I will kill you bitch, wipe out your whole family, and sacrifice your whole family with blood!"
"asshole!"
Martial Saint Mo Yan became furious instantly and roared: "Old thief, how dare you humiliate me like this? No matter what your background is, I will kill you today!"
"The Devil's Palm of the Great Dream!"
With a loud shout, the big hand covering the sky appeared again.The huge devil's palm, wrapped in the aura of destruction of heaven and earth, rushed towards the evil god.
At this moment, no matter how powerful the evil god is and how ruthless he is, Martial Saint Mo Yan will kill him quickly.
"A small trick."
The evil god snorted coldly and punched out.
The shadow of the golden fist was like a bright sun in the sky, and the demonic palm covering the sky was instantly wiped out under the shadow of the fist.
Boxing and shadow went to the moment, and smashed directly to Mo Shi Wu Sheng.
Poof!
Martial Saint Mo Yan received a punch forcefully, blood surged from his mouth, and his whole body flew backwards.
Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
??The Martial Saint Mo Yan, who was powerful and arrogant just now, was defeated by the evil god in an instant!
Even, he didn¡¯t even survive a single move!
"roll!"
The evil god¡¯s eyes were cold.
Martial Saint Mo Yan was so frightened that he trembled and did not dare to say a word. He tore open the space of the small secret realm, grabbed a group of men and fled in a hurry.
"terrible!"
In an instant, escaping a hundred miles away, Martial Saint Mo Yan stopped, his face full of shock.
What he felt on the evil god's body was a huge and vast aura.
It is like a sky full of stars, one cannot tell the depth at a glance.
¡° If it weren¡¯t for the evil god¡¯s lack of murderous intentions, I¡¯m afraid all of them would have been left in the small building in the middle of the lake without their lives.
"Deputy Sect Leader, then, who is that?"
The face of the black-clothed warrior was full of fear. As he spoke, he looked back, fearing that the evil god would come after him.
Martial Saint Mo Yan shook his head.
But suddenly, the figure of Lin Chen appeared in his mind.
that person¡¡
Is it really the Body Tempering Realm?
"If you really have the cultivation level of the Body Tempering Realm, you can make the Qing Yi Martial Saint bow his head as a slave, and make the terrible evil god be angry and dare not let go.
Then, what a terrifying background he must have.
Even a demonic giant like Mo Yan Martial Saint could not help but feel a chill in his heart at this time.
Turning his head and looking in the direction of the small building in the middle of the lake, Martial Saint Mo Yan's heart trembled and he said in a deep voice: "Let's go away from here and find a place to lurk. After the Emperor's Mausoleum is revealed, we will show up again. During this period, there must be no further contact with that person.¡±
"Deputy Sect Leader!"
The warrior carrying the giant sword had an idea and said quickly: "My subordinates have a plan. Let's catch that little bastard directly and use that little bastard to threaten Qing Yi and another Martial Saint. In this way, wouldn't we have two Martial Saints? If you help us, we will have greater confidence in capturing the treasure in the imperial concubine¡¯s mausoleum!¡±
"Are you out of your mind?"
The warrior in black was furious: "It's not like you haven't seen the old man's strength. I'm afraid even the sect leader may not be his opponent. If he is angered, Yunmengze may be our burial place!" "(Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com