"Who are you? You are just a ghost emperor of the underworld, but you dare to cut off my arm?
Do you know how strong the background of my Chen family is?"
Chen Ziren shouted in pain.
The plane of the prehistoric world is a level higher than the underworld. A ghost emperor is not a ghost from the prehistoric world. How can he have the courage to cut off his arm?
However, although he screamed loudly, he was very shocked in his heart. He was already a quasi-high-level ghost and god, and in the entire prehistoric world, he was an opponent that others could not despise at will.
Now this young man is so terrifying that he cut off his own arm with one sword.
Lin Tianyou smiled lightly and said:
"How strong is it? You can tell me before you die, so that I can listen to it."
"Have you ever heard of Mr. Chen Xuan?
He is the future successor of my Chen family. He is only two hundred years old and is already a strong man in the third level of ghost and god realm.
The Demonic Dragon Supreme sent someone to invite Mr. Chen Xuan to join the Demonic Dragon Warriors.
Did you know that the youngest member of the Demonic Dragon Generals is over six hundred years old?
As for my Mr. Chen Xuan, as long as he passes by, he will be able to set a new record for the youngest age among the generals!"
Chen Ziren's tone suddenly improved a lot.
There was a strong sense of pride in his tone, and his expression was even more arrogant.
"Master Chen Xuan is definitely one of the best geniuses in the world.
Disdainful of all the younger generation.
In front of Mr. Chen Xuan, you strong men are just a bunch of rubbish..."
Suddenly, Chen Ziren's words stopped abruptly. What he originally wanted to say was rubbish.
But when he saw the young man in front of him and his broken arm, he suddenly didn't dare to say what he just said.
Because from the inside, it seems that Mr. Chen Xuan can only achieve the level of the young man in front of him.
In this case, what qualifications does he have to say the word "trash" in front of Lin Tianyou?
"No, no matter what, you can't mess with Mr. Chen Xuan's strength at will.
Even if your strength is already that of a high-ranking ghost or god, facing a genius who truly has the Supreme as his backer, you are nothing more than an ant that can be stepped on at will."
Chen Ziren changed his words and said.
"Well, you've been bragging about Chen Xuan for a long time. I don't know how strong he is, but..."
Lin Tianyou sneered and said:
"In my eyes, you are worse than an ant!
Third child, stop playing around and get rid of this guy who is worse than an ant!"
"clear!"
Flying Sword Spirit Lao San obeyed the order, and the shadow of his sword flashed, and in an instant, it had penetrated through Chen Ziren's heart.
One sword stroke, clean and neat, without any sloppiness, destroyed the soul of a near-high-ranking ghost and god.
There were three men in black standing in the distance. They were trembling with fear and wanted to escape, but they didn't dare.
Lin Tianyou raised his arm and waved it through the air.
The three men in black didn't have any suspense at all. Their bodies flew around and fell heavily to the ground with three thuds.
"I won't kill you because you are still useful.
Now go back and ask your Mr. Chen Xuan to kowtow at the gate of the Fang family and apologize, and I will spare his life.
Otherwise, let him wait for death at home!"
Lin Tianyou looked at the three men in black on the ground with cold eyes and said coldly.
After saying that, Lin Tianyou turned around and walked towards everyone in the Fang family.
"You, you will regret it if you kill Elder Chen.
You can’t even imagine how terrifying the backers behind my Chen family are!”
Three men in black vomited blood and shouted loudly.
Haha, backer? That Demonic Dragon Supreme?
Lin Tianyou sneered in his heart, in front of his Dragon Emperor Supreme, how many Supremes dare to be arrogant?
If the Demonic Dragon Supreme dares to seek death, Lin Tianyou won't mind being the first to take action on him after becoming a god of heaven.
"Get out of here! If you keep talking nonsense, even if Mr. Lin doesn't kill you, I will break your souls!"
The Soul Hunting Emperor snorted coldly when he saw the three guys still talking there.
The three men in black finally got scared, got up quickly, endured serious injuries, turned around and ran away.
At this time, a group of Fang family disciples all looked at Lin Tianyou.
Their eyes flickered with curiosity and even more awe.
These people have never seen Lin Tianyou before, and they don't understand why there is such a genius in the world.
"Is this guy the Brother Lin that Ting'er mentioned?
When I heard her praise Brother Lin for being so awesome before, I thought she was bragging.
Now that I see it with my own eyes, it’s really amazing.
No one else needs to move, just a flying sword can destroy Chen Ziren's soul!"
Among the Fang family crowd, a young man couldn't help but sigh.
He looked at Lin Tianyou, who was younger than himself, with admiration in his eyes.
Every young man has a dream to become strong.
He imagined how to defeat Chen Ziren countless times in his mind.
But in reality it is simply impossible to do.
Nowadays, Lin Tianyou is just like the hero in his fantasy, so domineering!
"Brother Lin, why are you here?
Without you this time, our Fang family would be in trouble.
Thank you, Brother Lin!"
Fang Ting'er came to Lin Tianyou, a look of excitement flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"It's just a little effort, nothing.
I came here this time to borrow your master swordsmith to repair my flying sword!"
Lin Tianyou didn't like to beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.
Originally, Lin Tianyou had no intention of helping the Fang family drive away these bad guys.
But this Chen Ziren's luck is really bad.
If you insist on breaking Fang Bing's arm, isn't this going against Lin Tianyou?
Naturally, Lin Tianyou would not sit idly by and take action directly to destroy the souls of these guys.
"Repair the flying sword?
That’s no problem, my uncle Fang Bing is a master swordsmith, and in his hands, he can even forge divine swords!”
Fang Ting'er said happily immediately.
She was originally a lively girl, but today she met Chen Ziren and became a little more serious.
But as soon as Lin Tianyou appeared, her innocent and lovely temperament showed again.
"Little brother, our Fang family always repays kindness. This time you not only saved me, but also saved everyone in the Fang family.
Just tell me what kind of flying sword you need me to repair, and no matter how difficult it is, I will risk my life to successfully repair your flying sword!"
Fang Bing walked forward, cupped her fists at Lin Tianyou and said.
He was very grateful for Lin Tianyou's help. No matter what Lin Tianyou asked of him, he would agree to complete it.
"Don't stand here yet, Brother Lin. Let's go to Uncle Fang Bing's sword-making room right now. Let's talk while we work!"
Fang Ting'er suggested.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Lin, please come with me!"
Fang Bing suddenly laughed and was about to lead the way.
"Wait!"
At this time, a cold voice sounded.
"Fanglu, what do you want to do again?"
Hearing this, Fang Ting'er's beautiful brows suddenly wrinkled and she shouted softly.