Chapter 967

This man, with a gloomy complexion and scarlet eyes, seems to be looking at Lin Xuan, just like a hungry wolf seeing its prey. He just missed that step and jumped to Lin Xuan and devoured it.

With Lin Xuan's keen sense of smell, he deeply realized that the person in front of him is absolutely the existence of terror.

His accomplishments are at least a few higher than Lin Xuan's.

It seems that Lin Yuan is really a pain killer tonight, and will not give him any way to live.

You have to kill him.

Lin Yuan said in a gloomy and strange way: "how about the waste son? If you are willing to kneel down obediently, I may be in a good mood, and I can still leave you with a whole body. Otherwise, you will be torn apart. "

"You dream!"

Lin Xuan's strong spirit, arrogant stand, simply ignore the existence of Lin Yuan, gnashing his teeth to reply, "dead old dog, do you really think that he can kill me?"

Lin Yuan scoffed, "when death comes to an end, I'm afraid you don't know how to die?"

At the end of his speech, he waved to the master, "Qingyang, kill him, for you, it's killing chicken with a knife?"

Qingyang's face was covered with cold and overcast. He took a step forward and bowed down. "The second master, a mere clown, is just a matter of flicking his fingers. How do you want him to die?"

Lin Yuan sneered insidiously, "I've always heard people say that it's frustrating, but I haven't been able to see it with my own eyes. I've heard that your Chunyang Jue has been cultivated to the point where people can vanish in an instant. How about taking this opportunity to perform and let me have an eye opener?"

"Yes

Qingyang should voice, turn around, confront Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's gloomy look is still arrogant, like the plum blossom in the cold winter, wildly in full bloom in the branches.

"Dead old dog, this is the hatred between me and you. I have an ungrateful request. Can you accept it?"

However, he looked at Lin Yuan and asked in a low voice.

Lin Yuan is surprised. When is it? Lin Xuan still has such a mentality. Is this to beg for mercy from him?

"Waste son, what will do you have?"

Lin Xuan's cool eyes, looking at Shen Yu behind him, said in a deep voice: "she has nothing to do with this matter. Let her leave. I'll do whatever I want to do."

Lin Yuan looked at Shen Yu and snorted, "Lin Xuan, do you really think you are a romantic prodigal? You can't save your own life. Do you still think of others? "

Shen Yu also widened his eyes in amazement, looked at Lin Xuan and shook his head slightly, "Lin Xuan, I I'm not going

"Shen Yu, I don't have the time and willfulness to leave now!"

Lin Xuan looks at Shen Yu with a chill.

Shen Yu's heart shudders, she can clearly feel, Lin Xuan's absolutely not in frightening her, is not joking with her.

She hesitated, but moved her step.

After all, under Lin Xuan's look at this time, she must leave.

Qingyang raises his hand to stop Shen Yu.

But Lin Yuan waved his hand to Qingyang and let Shen Yu leave.

After Shen Yu walked out of the private room, Lin Yuan sneered, "Lin Xuan, now, should you be ready to die?"

Lin Xuan's mouth was covered with a few grimaces. He was not intimidated by Lin Yuan. Instead, he clenched his fist secretly and urged Yuan Li in the elixir field.

He slowly gathered Yuan Li in the heart of his fist. When Qingyang attacked him, he would not wait to die.

Even though Qingyang's cultivation level is much higher than his own, Lin Xuan is still determined to fight to death. He will never kneel down and wait for people to screw his head off.

Lin Yuan waved his hand slightly, indicating that Qingyang would make a move.

Qingyang slightly shakes his body, all over the body, making a sound of "creak, crunchy" bone stretching.

He looked contemptuous and contemptuous, "Lin Xuan, die!"

As soon as the voice fell, his hands waved, and his palms condensed into a whirlwind of flame. In an instant, his whole body was burning like a flame, and the whole person was full of pure Yang.

It seems that this is what Lin Yuan said. Qingyang practiced the so-called pure Yang formula and radiated its strength.

"Boom

All of a sudden, Qingyang's hands burst out, and the two palms were taken out, and the shape was shifted. The shadow of the disease passed by, and it completely turned into a flame like a group, impacting on Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan quickly withdrew from the two groups of flames. He inserted the silver needle tightly between his fingers with a "Chi" sound. The cold light penetrated the cyclone of Qingyang's palm and shot at Tanzhong, Juxing and Taiyang.

After that, Lin Xuan jumped up and shuttled between the two flame cyclones with a blow to the chest of Qingyang.

If ordinary people encounter Lin Xuan's offensive like this, they will not be shot through by silver needles, and they will also be knocked down by a punch.

However, the cultivation of Qingyang is so high that it is totally creepy.Facing Lin Xuan's silver needle, he almost flicked his finger and turned it into ashes.

But Lin Xuan's fist hits down, he did not dodge at all, but received a blow.

Lin Xuan originally wanted to surprise him and attack him unprepared. He never thought that such a huge disparity in strength was so great that it was totally different from Qingyang.

When his fist fell on Qingyang's chest, it was like a punch on cotton. No matter how hard he tried, it was just like a bullock going into the sea, and there was no threat to Qingyang at all.

At this moment, he was deeply aware of how much he overestimated himself and underestimated his opponent.

Because Qingyang did not give him any chance, even the chance to withdraw his hands.

Qingyang clapped at Lin Xuan's chest.

"Bang!"

A firm hand. It's deadly.

Lin Xuan deeply felt that all the viscera were tingling like an instant explosion.

"Poof!"

He rose straight from the ground, flew out of the air and hit the wall.

Then, he vomited out a mouthful of red blood. He supported himself on the floor with one hand, and his face was dispirited, showing a pale look.

Such a picture, only Lin Xuan taught others, will have.

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect to meet such an expert as Qingyang tonight. I was so embarrassed.

Qing Yang's face crossed a obliteration meaning, sneered a few times, "Lin Xuan, how?"

Lin Yuan is just like watching monkey play. With a playful face and disdainful eyes, Lin Yuan squints at this scene. When Lin Xuan falls down, he says in a loud voice: "Qingyang, your performance begins. Come on, use your pure Yang formula to perform a wonderful performance that will frustrate the bones and bring ashes to the ashes."

Qingyang responded, "yes, second master!"

As he spoke, he gathered his strength in his palm and walked towards Lin Xuan step by step. The cyclone was a flaming flame, which suddenly shot at Lin Xuan

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