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Chapter 248 Jin Chen's Talent(2/2)

Lin Feng's reaction was not slow and he fell to the ground.

As long as he fell down, Jinchen's elbow wouldn't be able to hit him.

But will things be as easy as he thought? At this moment, illusory ripples appeared all over Jinchen.

not good.

Just when Lin Feng had this idea, he saw Jinchen moving from the front to behind him at an incredible angle, movement, and method.

No, no, it wasn't Jinchen who bypassed him.

Jinchen did turn around, but the movement was not that big. She just put her knee on his back as soon as she made a move.

Boom! The ground was cracked and smoke and dust flew everywhere.

But almost at the same time, a black shadow flew out of the smoke.

"How is this possible!" Lin Feng roared angrily, took out a big knife over one meter long, and swung it down in front of him.

However, Jin Chen casually dodged the knife attack that he seemed to be "trying his best", and then swept his legs, and he was kicked down by Jin Chen again.

"I completely understand." Jinchen smiled softly and chased after him.

And just when she made a move, Lin Feng, who had not yet landed, suddenly let out a muffled groan.

Bang bang bang...

A series of gas explosions exploded here, and Jin Chen struck Lin Feng mercilessly one blow after another.

Whenever Lin Feng wanted to fight back, his eyes would suddenly become blank, and then he would receive a heavy beating from Jin Chen.

"No wonder, no wonder you don't have the feeling of invincibility like the two of them. It turns out that you are just a fake! Your artistic conception doesn't have the power they have!"

Compared with Su Ci and Gu Chen, you are simply a poor imitation.

A fake, he was so arrogant in front of me before!

The more Jin Chen thought about it, the angrier he became, and his attacks became more and more merciless. He beat Lin Feng until his consciousness was blurred, blood spattered everywhere, and he was no longer human.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly flew out, piercing Jinchen's palm, piercing the void, and nailing one of Jinchen's hands in the air.

"Don't look down on people." Lin Feng felt like a handful...

A sword that was crooked because the blacksmith didn't make it well.

"I also have strength." He said hoarsely while panting heavily.

snort.

Ten Thousand Demons and Immortal Sword Formation!

Jinchen exerted force on his palm and pulled it forward. Blood sprayed into the sky, breaking away from the blockade of the sword light.

Then, she clenched her fists.

Mad Demon Zhan Gang.

Fighting Demon Destroying Immortal Fist. Breaking the Rainbow.

A Thousand Poisons and Heavenly Resentment.

The Ten Thousand Demonic Immortal Sword Formation.

There are also a bunch of "false artistic conceptions" that I just saw from you.

Boom!

The earth sank, and she broke the crooked sword.

Hum. Jinchen stood up slowly.

"It's just that it's a little stronger in strength. It's not fundamentally different from before."

"Don't show off fakes everywhere. Seeing as you've done it so many times, even fools know how to deal with them."

Jinchen shook his fist and walked towards Zishen, who had been unable to intervene for a long time, "Now it's your turn."

Behind the scenes, Lin Feng, who was still not completely dead, felt like crying because of the true immortal energy.

What is a fake!

What do you mean!

It's amazing that you stole from me!

Learn how to beat the "master" again!

You are so promising!

Where in the hell is my artistic conception fake?

Come back and make it clear!
Chapter completed!
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