Who dares to continue fighting against Lin Chen, a fierce god?

"Still trying to escape!" Lin Chen said coldly.

Whoosh!~

With thunderous strides, Lu Qing and the two of them had not escaped a few steps when a cold aura approached them.

"Flying Wolf Slash!"

"Fire Serpent Sting!"

6 Qing, Ma Hao shouted loudly, one person held a sword, the other held a gun, and struck in panic.

As you can imagine!

Not even Sima Haotian is Lin Chen's opponent. Lu Qing and the other two only have rank six true martial arts cultivation, and they only care about escape. They don't have the slightest desire to fight, and they can only perform at a seven or eight level.

Phew! Phew!~

Two lightning sword energy flashed strangely.

Pfft!~

Two strings of blood spattered, and Lu Qing and the two men screamed, each cutting off an arm.

"Go back!~"

Lin Chen swept across the air with a powerful kick, like two sledgehammers, hitting Lu Qing and Lu Qing hard in the heart.

Ah! Ah!~

With two screams, the two of them spurted blood again, like missiles, and flew back to the ground. Their internal organs and lungs were almost displaced by the shock, and their true energy was flocculated, and they fell to the ground in pain.

"You bastard! I'll fight you!" Lu Feipeng roared angrily, with a ferocious expression and green-faced fangs. Regardless of the injury to his broken arm, he angrily charged up with the flying eagle energy.

Tweet!~

With a critical punch, flying eagles as sharp as swords, like lightning, cut through the air current, forcing Lin Chen to shoot towards him with extreme ferocity.

"What's the point of fearing the remaining soldiers and defeated generals!" Lin Chen said coldly.

Phew! Phew!~

The Swift Sword Thunder Star was a domineering sword, and the flying eagle's sharp edge was instantly shattered by Lin Chen.

Lu Feipeng's expression was horrified and furious. He seemed to turn into a falcon, roaring like crazy and flying towards him again with a strong wind.

Lin Chen didn't move at all, but his whole face was extremely cold and gloomy, and his eyes were as sharp as swords, which captured people's hearts.

Phew!~

The domineering sword was like a meteor and thunder, flying straight.

In panic, Lu Feipeng instantly drew out his dagger, flew like an eagle, and attacked head-on.

Bang!~

The sharp edge surged, and the flying eagle was instantly shattered. Lu Feipeng, who was seriously injured, was Lin Chen's opponent in a head-on confrontation.

"Pfft!~"

Lu Feipeng screamed and vomited blood, and the dagger flew away like a kite with its string broken.

Thunder Flying Needle!

Lin Chen's eyes flashed, and he held the golden needle, which had already locked all the key points in Lu Feipeng's body, and shot it through.

Phew! Phew!~

The lightning flying needles instantly penetrated Lu Feipeng's key points, and his whole body was immediately paralyzed like a lightning strike. His body froze in mid-air, like a hard stone, and fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Chen's expression was stern, cold and ruthless, and he stood tall and proud.

"this,,,"

Dugu Xue and Dugu Chong were speechless, like wooden sculptures, with dull faces.

fear!

In just a short moment, Lin Chen defeated the enemy one after another. Sima Haotian and the four others were subdued in one fell swoop after their arms were cut off by Lin Chen's sword.
Chapter completed!