As soon as Lin Chen left the room, he suddenly heard a shout in his ears, followed immediately by a long sword, which turned into a cold light and stabbed towards his neck.
The speed of this sword was so fast that it tore a black crack in the space. Other than that, there was no sound at all. It seemed to be so fast that even the air could not react.
The hearts of Qingtian, Blood Demon and Zhen Mei that had just been put down suddenly lifted up again, their faces changed drastically, and they wanted to rescue Lin Chen, but the opponent's sword was too fast.
Even the blood demon had to admit that the opponent's attack speed was much faster than his own, and they had no time to react.
This is definitely an attack at the level of Xiaoyao Realm!
Behind several people, Qing Mo saw this scene, his eyes were not surprised at all, but instead had a hint of coldness in his eyes.
The reason why the middle-aged man suddenly delivered a fatal blow to Lin Chen outside the door was because she had arranged it through the message just now.
Although Lin Chen's performance was perfect, she couldn't figure out whether Lin Chen really had a big background. But if Lin Chen really had a big background, she believed that he wouldn't die so easily!
If he died so easily, then even if he had some background, it wouldn't be that big of a deal.
Moreover, as long as his hands and feet are clean and the others are killed, and the forces behind him are unknown, he will not be in any trouble!
After all, Lin Chen still underestimated how ruthless and decisive this woman was.
The middle-aged man who took action was Qing Mo's right-hand man, a monk at the second level of Xiaoyao Realm, and he was extremely good at concealing assassinations. Facing his sudden attack, even monks in the same realm would most likely be injured, or even directly killed.
Killed.
Qing Mo felt that Lin Chen might have some special ability to save his life. It was not certain whether he would die, but at least he would definitely be injured.
However, just when the long sword was about to pierce Lin Chen, a figure immediately blocked Lin Chen and directly reached out to grab the long sword.
"How can this woman be so loyal? But what's the difference between her seeking death?"
Seeing the Holy Demon Puppet standing in front of Lin Chen, reaching out to grab the long sword, Qing Mo was stunned, with a somewhat surprised look on her face. She had almost seen the next moment when the Holy Demon Puppet's hand was crippled by the sword.
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"Stupid woman! You are looking for death!"
When the middle-aged man saw the Holy Demon Puppet reaching out to grab the blade, he smiled coldly and did not move. Instead, he waited until the Holy Demon Puppet grabbed the blade and twisted his wrist violently.
He was confident that the next moment, the opponent's palm would be crushed by his sword!
However, this long sword, a top-grade spiritual weapon, was twisted into a twist, and the hand of the Holy Demon Puppet was still completely intact.
Seeing this scene, Qing Mo's face froze behind him.
"Impossible! What's going on? Could it be that you have trapped something on your opponent?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with horror. He glanced at the hand of the Holy Demon Puppet, only to find that the hand was long, delicate, and white. There was something covering it somewhere?
He was a little dazed for a moment, and the Holy Demon Puppet's hand suddenly exerted force, and the long sword was snatched away by her. Then, she clenched her other hand into a fist and hit the middle-aged man's chest hard.
boom!!!
This punch brought up a strong wind and smashed a black hole into the space.
"This - the blast barrier!"
The middle-aged man was frightened by the terrifying power of this punch, and he shouted angrily. Cyan energy rolled around his body, and spiritual energy within a few dozen miles gathered towards him. A cyan airflow shield appeared in front of him.
The shield is about ten centimeters thick, and the surface has a gust of wind flowing like water, which can relieve force.
Although this move consumes a lot of spiritual power, its defensive power is astonishing, and it can strike with all the strength of a second-level monk in the same realm as Xiaoyao Realm.
Seeing the cyan shield appear in front of his eyes, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next second, his expression changed wildly.
The Holy Demon Puppet's fist hit the shield, and cracks immediately appeared on the shield. It only lasted for a breath, and then exploded with a bang, turning into dots of green light and disappearing without a trace.
The Holy Demon Puppet's punch hit the middle-aged man directly.
The middle-aged man was knocked backwards and hit the rockery more than ten meters away. The rockery was smashed to pieces, rocks fell and dust and mist filled the air.
The Holy Demon Puppet rushed towards the middle-aged man again. The middle-aged man vomited a mouthful of blood and quickly got up. Facing the violent attack of the Holy Demon Puppet, he looked a little confused.
The Holy Demon Puppet beat him violently, causing the entire Flying Blood Building to shake. The middle-aged man retreated steadily, vomiting out several mouthfuls of blood, and there was no trace of blood on his face.
Many people in the Feixue Building were led over. When they saw the scene in front of them and recognized the identity of the middle-aged man, they were all dumbfounded.
"Stop, stop! The misunderstanding is just a misunderstanding!"
Qingmo shouted hurriedly.
"Misunderstanding, what do you mean? Master Qingmo, do you have something to do with the person who wants to assassinate me?" Lin Chen looked at Qingmo coldly. In fact, the middle-aged man just stabbed him with a sword, which scared him.
Enough.
Qing Mo said hurriedly: "He is my subordinate, and he has absolutely no intention of assassinating you. There must be some misunderstanding here. You need to ask your people to stop first!"
Lin Chen then shouted to the Holy Demon Puppet: "Okay, come back!"
"Yes, Master!" The Holy Demon Puppet responded, turned into an afterimage, and returned to Lin Chen.
The middle-aged man was lying on the ground covered in blood, unable to get up.
He was good at swordsmanship, but the sword was taken away due to carelessness. In addition, the strength of the Holy Demon Puppet was much stronger than that of an ordinary second-level monk in the Free Realm.
Without his sword, if he encounters the Holy Demon Puppet, he will only get beaten!
Qingmo's eyelids twitched when he heard what the Holy Demon Puppet called Lin Chen.
With this woman's strength, she actually calls this person her master?
And looking at her respectful look, she looks like a slave. Could it be that this person really comes from the superpowers in the Central Region? Otherwise, how could there be such a powerful slave?
Qing Mo's thoughts were spinning in his mind, and his eyes towards Lin Chen were much more solemn than before.
Although Feixuelou is one of the four major forces in Yongye City, it has no qualifications to compare with the top forces in the Central Region. If they send a top powerhouse from the sect over, Feixuelou can be wiped out in a matter of seconds.
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"Should you explain to me what is going on? Could it be that a simple misunderstanding was resolved?" Lin Chen looked at Qing Mo and said coldly.
Qingmo usually kills people, so why does he need to give any explanation?
However, at this moment, I was really shocked by Lin Chen's "servant", but I didn't dare to lose my temper.
The middle-aged man had already gotten up and walked to her side.
"What's going on? Why did you attack my distinguished guest?!" Qing Mo looked at the middle-aged man and shouted coldly.
The middle-aged man lowered his head and said sarcastically: "Just now, I received news that a thief broke in. I thought this young master was the thief, so there was a misunderstanding!"
When Lin Chen heard this, he sneered in his heart, how brave does this thief have to be to dare to break into this place? How about a liar?
"Even if it was a misunderstanding, you did take action just now! Why don't you apologize quickly!" Qing Mo scolded.
The middle-aged man nodded, feeling so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He was beaten half to death, but in the end he had to apologize to others. This was too frustrating.
However, he still turned to look at Lin Chen and wanted to apologize.
Lin Chen shook his head, "I don't need to apologize. In my opinion, I'd better give you some compensation!"
"Compensation... compensation?" Qing Mo's face twitched, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with her ears. She looked at Lin Chen in shock. This was the first time that someone asked her to compensate.
Xiao Mazi, who had been so frightened that his face turned pale just now, now felt that everything he had experienced today was a dream.
He looked at Lin Chen in disbelief, feeling that this world was too crazy. This man actually asked the owner of Fei Xue Tower to compensate him?