Chapter two thousand three hundred seventy-seven ashes
"Oh?" Lin Chen raised his eyebrows, "Your master will be here soon? What is his strength and what level is he in the Zhunti Sect?"
This guy is scared!
Luo Yuan's face lit up and he said coldly, "My master is the master of the Zhunti Sect. He is a super being at the sixth level of the Transformation God Realm. He is only one step away from the seventh level of the Transformation God Realm. I advise you to let me go quickly."
, I won’t care about you anymore!”
He roared loudly in his heart, 'If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being!'
"Sixth level of the Transformation Realm, Master of Quanti Sect? That's right! Since you took the initiative to call your master, I'll let you die a little more happily!" Lin Chen nodded.
Luo Yuan looked stunned.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a phantom rushed in from outside the door, and at the same time an angry shout sounded.
The sound was like thunder, shaking the heads of many people in the hall. They quickly covered their ears with painful expressions on their faces.
"Stop! Who are you? You are so brave. You dare to attack my disciple!"
"Master! Save me!" Luo Yuan shouted, feeling pleasantly surprised. It seemed that he had escaped with his life. His master had arrived, so he must be fine.
With this thought, Lin Chen stepped on it.
Bang!
Luo Yuan's chest was like a piece of soft mud, which collapsed after being stepped on. His eyes were round, his orifices were bleeding, and his whole body was breathless in an instant.
“So brave!!”
An angry shout sounded.
In front of Lin Chen, a slender middle-aged man appeared, with lightning flashing in his eyes, and his whole person exuded a violent aura.
In the hall, except for Lin Qizhi, Bai Lan and Bai Rongxuan who were blocked by Lin Chen, the rest of the people were looking at the middle-aged man with horror on their faces.
The appearance of this middle-aged man actually made them feel a little breathless and felt that their souls were trembling. This was from the suppression at the life level.
Plop!
Many people couldn't bear the terrifying pressure and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
These upper-class people in the port city were like a group of frightened domestic dogs in front of this middle-aged man. "The master of the Zhunti Sect, he is Qingtai, the master of the Zhunti Sect, a real god. At the beginning,
Because his methods were extremely tough, the official rěnwúkěrěn sent out a team of heavily armed mechanics to encircle and suppress Zhuntimen. As a result, the elite team of more than 30,000 people
Wu, in less than half a minute, was slaughtered by the master of Zhuntimen. That day, under the Tai Mao Mountain, there were corpses and blood! It was also during that battle that no one in the entire port city dared to provoke Zhuntimen again!
"
"I didn't expect that he is really Mr. Luo's master!"
"That kid is simply a madman. He actually dared to kill his disciples in front of the master of Zhunti Sect. Madman! What a madman! What on earth does he have to rely on?"
"No matter what we have to rely on, it's useless! Is it possible that he can defeat someone who even the official can't deal with? I just hope it doesn't involve us!"
…
Everyone's voices were trembling violently.
In fact, the reputation of the Zhunti Sect Master is too loud. In the eyes of many people in the port city, this Zhunti Sect Master is a god from heaven.
People on Earth are just mortals.
How can mortals defeat gods?
"I didn't expect that this person was so powerful. I was wrong! I was wrong!" Zhao Manru felt a little regretful, and then shook her head, "But, he is indeed stupid! He actually killed Luo Yuan, and now he must mention
The master of the sect is here. How can he survive? From this point of view, I should be glad that I didn’t take him seriously before.
Otherwise, it may be a disaster later."
"Master! Master, you must avenge Young Master Luo! This guy is so hateful. If he dares to attack Young Master Luo, he must be cut into pieces!"
Wei Yuhuan suddenly cried bitterly, as if Luo Yuan's death had made him extremely sad, and he was thinking in his heart about how to directly have a relationship with the master of the Zhunti Sect.
As for Lin Chen, in his eyes, he was already a dead person. At this time, even Bai Lan and Lin Qizhi were very nervous. More than three years ago, Lin Chen was at the first level of the God Transformation Realm. More than three years later, he was at the first level of the God Transformation Realm.
The second-level Luo Yuanqiang is nothing, but no one can say whether he can defeat the master of the Zhunti Sect, who is at the sixth level of Transformation God Realm.
!
"My courage has always been very good, I don't need you to praise me." Lin Chen looked at the master of the Zhunti Sect, "But you are also very courageous, and you dare to take the initiative to run in front of me." Qingtai, the master of the Zhunti Sect, frowned.
He twisted it up, looked at Lin Chen carefully, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? If you can kill Luo Yuan, then you are also a cultivator in the realm of gods. On earth, except for the Dongliu Demon Lord back then,
Not at all
There is a second existence of this level. Tell me, which planet and sect in the Chixiao Small Star Region are you from?"
Many people in the hall also chatted in low voices, feeling that Lin Chen was so powerful that he was probably not from Earth.
"You outsiders are too self-righteous. I am an Earthling, and I am a more powerful Earthling than all of you outsiders!" Lin Chen said.
"Hmph! Since you don't want to reveal your identity, forget it! No matter which planet you come from, you will die today! I don't believe it, you may be stronger than me!"
Whoa! Qingtai's face was cold, and he disappeared from the place, turning into an afterimage, and appeared in front of Lin Chen. He punched out, bringing up a gust of wind, overturning all the tables and chairs in the hall, causing a scream.
, and even brought about bursts of sonic booms, blasting the space.
Ripples moving out of the waves.
This punch was so powerful that everyone was frightened and had the urge to crawl on the ground and beg for mercy!
"Thunderstorm Divine Fist!"
Qingtai shouted low, and along with this punch, countless thunder and lightning lights appeared, like a burst of purple light rain, full of murderous intent, trying to destroy everything.
Lin Chen casually stretched out his right hand, reached into the light rain, and grabbed Qingtai's fist. It felt like a strong man grabbing the fist of a three-year-old child.
"No! You-"
Qingtai was horrified to death. How could this be possible? What he understood was the law of thunder. He struck with all his strength at such a fast and violent speed. How could his fist be caught by the opponent?
Moreover, he felt like an ordinary person being crushed under a high mountain at this time, with no ability to resist at all.
boom!
Black flames surged out from Lin Chen's palm, burning Qingtai to ashes in an instant!
The scene was silent, as if time and space had been frozen.
Even Bai Lan and Lin Qizhi, who had some confidence in Lin Chen, couldn't help but be dumbfounded at this moment!
Lin Chen turned his head and looked at Wei Yuhuan, whose smile had already frozen.
"A person like you, during the Anti-Japanese War, was definitely a traitor and a lackey. You deserve to die!"
With a flick of his finger, a wisp of black flame shot at Wei Yuhuan, and Wei Yuhuan was burned to ashes in an instant.
Lin Chen's cold gaze fell on the pale-faced Zhao Manru.
Plop! Zhao Manru was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.