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Chapter 1280 Sweep!

Dead! A top-notch master who ranked fifth on the Jianghu Rankings died here.

This result is beyond everyone's imagination.

After all, in the eyes of martial arts masters, the fifth person on the most popular list is invincible! And this way of death is unprecedented and unprecedented. The great master was actually scolded to death! Who is this man with a sallow face?

A handsome guy on the way?

Let me ask you, what is the origin of a creature like this handsome guy?

"The tomb is so hypocritical and shameless. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. This shows how obscene and dark Luohan Temple is!"

Lin Chen ignored all the looks and looked at Luohan Temple coldly.

There was silence! The abbot and his pupils were trembling, and the thoughts that came to their minds were the same as everyone else's, who the hell is this person?

Is he one of the top five players on the charts?

Or a top player on the local ranking list?

It's just that they have seen all these top masters. There is no one with a sallow face, no one so young, and no one called handsome! There seems to be one called Daomao! "What sect do you study under?"

At this moment, another master from Luohan Temple came out.

Ascetic Toutuo! The strength of this person has always been a mystery. Some people say that he has entered the top ten of the rankings, while others say that he has not yet.

But everyone knows that this person traveled all over China and practiced asceticism.

He came back a year ago and said that he had gone to a strange place in the Kunlun Mountains called Kunlunxu. It was full of terrifying monsters and was said to be the passage to hell.

He didn't dare to get close, and when he saw the Yin soldiers at the bronze gate taking advantage of the passage, he fled out of Kunlun Mountain in fear.

No one knows whether what he said is true or false, but it is undeniable that his experience and knowledge are even greater than those of the abbot of Luohan Temple.

"Why did Ascetic Tutuo go to war?

In terms of strength, he is definitely no match for Master Dehui!"

"You're stupid. Master Dehui lost in a weird way. He was scolded to death. The two sides didn't fight at all. The ascetic Tutu must have seen this clearly and planned to kill this man with martial arts!"

"You're right!"

People saw something.

I saw the ascetic Tutuo with disheveled hair, thin and dirty figure, and a cold expression walking across from Lin Chen.

"My name is Kuxing Toutuo. I am ninety-eight years old this year. I have practiced Kusheng Sword Technique. I have experienced other people's sufferings as my training. Unlike martial arts masters, what I pursue is the heart of cultivating the Tao!"

Ascetic sects and monks have reached a state like theirs, and many people know the importance of cultivating the Tao.

"I'm not interested in hearing your name. Let's do this. If you don't die within three moves, you can leave alive!"

Lin Chen could detect the murderous intention in the eyes of the ascetic Tutu. This man was a murderer, and the white necklace he wore around his neck seemed to be made of human finger bones.

"Kill me in three moves?

You are the first person in the world who dares to speak like this!"

The ascetic Tutu pushed back his messy hair from his forehead and revealed his cold eyes.

He practiced asceticism in China and indeed killed many people. This was also his martial arts.

After he finished speaking, a broken knife appeared in his hand. It looked simple, but Lin Chen's Qi-Wang Jue revealed that the broken knife was full of murderous aura. It is estimated that this knife killed many people.

The so-called asceticism is actually to improve the internal strength by killing people! Lin Chen's face suddenly turned cold: "I thought he was an ascetic who sharpened his mind, but he turned out to be a murderous maniac. In this case, I will kill you with one move!" After finishing his words, the mysterious energy was mobilized

, Haoran Zhengqi! Dragon King's Bone-shaking Fist! The air around him shook and became illusory.

People were shocked. It was the first time they saw Lin Chen show his true strength. After all, before he beat Master Dehui to death, Lin Chen didn't use any martial arts at all.

The ascetic Toutuo's face changed drastically, and that punch put tremendous pressure on him. He wanted to dominate, no one else but me.

This person is in the heaven-human realm, and is definitely above the two realms! Could it be that he is a member of the Hidden Sect?

As soon as the thought came to an end, the broken knife of the ascetic Tutuo buzzed, and the murderous aura seemed to have materialized, and he looked at Lin Chen and slashed out with the knife.

The murderous aura is shocking.

If you are a person who has not experienced killing, your mind will be shocked by this knife, and you will be temporarily absent-minded.

This also shows that masters who have reached the realm of ascetic Tutu have actually half-stepped into the hidden door! The only difference is the true energy and internal strength! Unfortunately, trying to scare Lin Chen with murderous aura is too much.

So tender! Boom! Lin Chen is invincible, his punch is like a roaring dragon.

Click! Ascetic Tutuo's broken knife was shattered into pieces. His expression changed drastically. Wherever he looked, Lin Chen's punch really came like a dragon! "You!"

He yelled, his mind roaring.

For such a master, no one recognized his origin. It was so weird! Boom! Before he could resist, a punch fell on his chest, and the blood-shocking power was released. There was only a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

It was like firecrackers were set off in the body of the ascetic tutu, and blood kept exploding from the body. It was so terrifying! After a few seconds, the ascetic tutu turned into a bloody man, with his body covered in blood and flesh, and slowly fell down.

Just one punch! Another master of Luohan Temple has fallen, which is shocking.

Here at Luohan Temple, the hearts of the abbot and others are bleeding. Those who died are their mainstays.

You must know that whether it is Master Dehui or the ascetic Tutu, they are all master-like existences in the world, and no one will appear in a hundred years.

But today I don't know what kind of Tai Sui was committed, and two people died in succession.

"Damn it, I will kill him!"

The abbot roared, unable to maintain his kind look.

"Abbott, who is this person? Seeing how merciless he is, he seems to have a lot of hatred for our Luohan Temple!"

The stocky Arhat next to him said solemnly.

"Yeah, who is he!"

, the abbot returned to the old problem, and he fought for a long time without even figuring out the origin of his opponent. What a nonsense.

"Let Kiruzang go up, and before killing him, be sure to find out where he came from!"

The abbot shouted coldly again.

"Misty Hidden?

If he gets involved, I'm afraid he will kill more than one person, and he has just returned from abroad with the Night Killer!"

The stocky arhat next to him trembled.

"We can't control so much anymore. After the worst is over, we will secretly find a few people to kill for him!"

The abbot whispered.

The stocky Arhat took the order and ran into the Arhat Temple behind him to shout. Soon he came out with a mysterious man wearing a bamboo hat and black costume.

This man was not tall and a little thin, but his steps were very strange. He followed the short and stocky Arhat as if he was not breathing.

The short and stocky Arhat followed him, but he felt that there was a Shura God of Killing beside him, who could kill him at any time.

Kiruzang, the third-ranked master in the world of martial arts, his origin is a mystery, and his background is that he is a killer of the Dark Night Killer Organization, so he entered the martial arts! According to legend, he has never failed in the people he wants to kill. Back then, Kirizang took over the role of the Dark Night Killer Organization.

The mission was to massacre an entire country in a small country in the Middle East overnight.

A killer of Kirizang's level would be fine if he didn't kill anyone. He would start killing at once, and would not stop until he killed a dozen or so! Even his relatives and friends would not be spared. There is a legend that he killed his wife to achieve enlightenment.

"Kiruzang, have you rested?"

When the abbot saw Wu Zang approaching, he also whispered, he also had a shuddering feeling about this person.


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