"Hmph, how dare a weak woman scream in front of me?"
Instead of being afraid, Wen Xingchang waved his hand, "Come on, take her down, remember, don't hurt her, the young master doesn't like women with scars on their bodies!"
"Yes, Commander Wen!"
Several guards around him responded and immediately pushed towards Jin Lin.
result……
"Hoola!"
Jin Lin just waved his hand, and the Pi Lian rushed out from his sleeves, instantly knocking those people away. They all vomited blood and suffered broken bones and tendons.
"So strong?"
"She's actually a female warrior!"
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant!"
Everyone finally realized it later.
Wen Xingchang's expression also changed slightly.
But subconsciously, he glanced back at the mansion behind him. As if he had gained something to rely on, he said inwardly, "Xiao Rong, even if you find some warriors and act recklessly in the Chen Mansion, you are still seeking your own death!"
“Death is imminent and you still don’t know how to repent?”
Jin Lin snorted coldly and waved his sleeves again.
"Woo!"
The spiritual power came out of his palm and instantly condensed into a large translucent hand, grabbing Wen Xingchang mightily.
The powerful spiritual limbs are as big as a house. When they are swung away, they are devastating and unstoppable.
"ah?
don't want!"
Wen Xingchang screamed sternly.
The other guards were also scared out of their wits and retreated into the distance in panic.
Although they are also warriors, their cultivation levels are generally not high.
In the face of such vast combat skills, their little strength is simply a joke.
"Bang bang bang!"
Wherever the giant palm passed, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Those guards who had not had time to escape were swept away in pieces and fell to the ground in the distance.
Most of them could no longer stand up.
Even those who are not dead are already injured and lose the ability to move.
But Wen Xingchang, the leader of the guards, was held by a powerful spiritual hand at this moment. No matter how hard he struggled, he was still unable to break free.
In this huge, translucent hand, he was like a grasshopper, his life and death depended only on the thought of his golden scales.
"You, who are you and what do you want?"
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Wen Xingchang finally became afraid.
Jin Lin didn't answer, just waved his hand.
"Hoola!"
"boom!"
Wen Xingchang was instantly thrown away by a big hand and fell heavily to the ground.
And it was impartial, rolling right in front of Xiao Rong.
When he raised his head with difficulty, his face was covered with mud, and the shiny armor on his body was in tatters.
"Wen Xingchang, do you have this day too?"
Looking down at the embarrassed Wen Xingchang, Xiao Rong's face was full of joy.
Over the years, she had had this dream countless times.
Now, have you finally got what you wanted?
"Xiao Rong, I know I was wrong!"
Wen Xingchang refused to show off and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "I actually love you. I had no choice but to do that in the first place..."
Before the word "bad" was uttered, I couldn't say it anymore.
Because one of Xiao Rong's feet had already stepped heavily on his face.
Although the force is not strong, the insult is extremely strong.
His face was pressed into the mud by Xiao Rong's soles, and sewage was flowing into his eyes, nostrils, and mouth.
He originally wanted to break free by force.
But just as he made a move, a force as powerful as a mountain suddenly pressed down from the other side, instantly suppressing him and preventing him from moving.
The person who did it was none other than Jin Lin who had just thrown him over with his spiritual power.
"Miss Xiao, vent your happiness to your heart's content. Even if you cut this kind of person into pieces, it won't be enough to make up for the dirty things he has done!"
While pressing Wen Xingchang with his big spiritual hand, Jin Lin said to Xiao Rong.
"Thank you, Miss Jin!"
Xiao Rong cast a grateful look and looked down at Wen Xingchang at her feet again, "Have you ever thought that such a day would come?"
"let me go!"
Knowing that begging for mercy was useless, Wen Xingchang smiled ferociously and said: "Do you know what you are doing? Behind me is the Chen Mansion. Once the emperor-level warriors inside are alerted, no matter who you are, you will not end well!"
"oh?
Yeah?
Then I’d like to try it!”
Jin Lin sneered, and then struck forward with a palm.
"Boom!"
There was a soul-stirring roar, and a powerful palm print suddenly rushed out.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the majestic gate of Chen Mansion instantly fell into pieces and flew into pieces.
"Quick, go and invite all our guests!"
"These people are really crazy, they actually dare to come to Chen Mansion to provoke!"
"When a few of the emperor-level guests come out, they will pay the price for what they have done now!"
The guard who was lucky enough to escape just now could not waste any more time and immediately stumbled towards the mansion.
But before they could rush out very far, there were already several figures rising into the sky from deep inside the mansion, shooting towards the place like sharp arrows.
The speed was so fast that in just a moment, it was hovering over the gate of Chen Mansion.
Everyone’s breath is strong!
At least for Wen Xingchang and other guards of the Chen family, he was definitely an unattainable and powerful person.
Even Xiao Rong, who was stepping on Wen Xingchang's head, changed her face slightly, "Miss Jin, be careful!"
"No problem!"
Jin Lin waved his hand, raised his head and glanced at the few Chen family guests in the sky, and said word by word: "I will give you a chance to disappear from my eyes within three breaths, otherwise, you will pay a heavy price."
The price!”
"Humph, the little girl is not old, but her tone is quite young!"
"We are the guests invited by the Chen family with a lot of money. If we can't protect the Chen family, where can we put our face?"
"It's just a little girl who doesn't know what she is called. Why talk nonsense to her? Just take it down and leave it to the head of the family or the young master to deal with it!"
While talking, several emperor-level warriors slowly descended towards the golden scales.
"It seems that you would rather risk your life than save face, right?"
Jin Lin shook his head, "In that case, I will help you now!"
As she spoke, she waved her right hand, and with a sharp "chi" sound, a spear with silver light lingering on its surface appeared out of thin air in her hand.
The spear was dark red in color and integrated into one body. Before the spiritual power was injected into it, the fierce aura it released seemed to be able to capture the soul.
Several emperor-level warriors who had originally dismissed it suddenly changed their expressions just by sensing this fierce aura.
"What level of weapon is this?"
"To actually release such a terrifying aura?"
"Isn't this spear at least Xuan level?"
"Mysterious level weapon, who is this girl?"
Amidst the exclamations, not only did the several emperor-level warriors no longer have any arrogance, but boundless fear rose on their faces.
You must know that the Yong'an Empire's national-defeating artifact, the Broken Army Axe, is only a middle-grade Xuan-level weapon.
One can imagine what Xuan-level weapons mean.
Even if the spear that Jin Lin took out was only a low-grade Xuan-level weapon, it was comparable to a national-level artifact.
And the identity of a person who possesses such a weapon must be terrifying.