Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 75

"Escape? Why escape?"

Zhou Lin stood proudly, cold as ice, and did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes, "There are many people in the square, give you a little memory, I didn't kill you, unexpectedly dare to come here, do you really think I can't kill you?"

With the release of mental power, I have already had a preliminary understanding of the strength of these people. Most of them are martial masters, and there are a few warriors, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Shut up!"

Qin Wenhua blushed, with a ferocious expression, and shouted: "No one has ever dared to do this to me, you must die!"

It's no wonder that he couldn't get rid of his anger. There was still a shoe sole mark on his face, which was slightly flushed. No matter what elixir he used, he couldn't completely get rid of it. If he went out, it would be a real slap in the face.

"Hey, how dare you offend Young Master Qin, a young man in the warrior realm? Kid, are you tired of work?"

"Brothers, don't hold your hand later, Young Master Qin has already spoken, tear him alive."

The eyes of several youths wearing martial arts costumes flickered, and they approached slowly.

They are all martial artists!
She Wufeng felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Strength, only strength can defeat a powerful enemy, and if there is no strength, you will be bullied.

"Zhou Lin, you have to be careful!"

Lin Ruiqing whispered, her eye circles were red, the outside world was more dangerous than she expected, the crisis of life and death existed at any time, and it was impossible to guard against it.

After all, it is too weak.

There has never been a moment when the same idea emerged in the hearts of the two of them, that they must become stronger.

"Brother Zhou, you are the strongest, you will go first later, as long as one can escape, it will not be in vain for us to fight to the death."

She Wufeng secretly gathered strength.

"We can't escape, Zhou Lin, you must avenge us!"

Lin Ruiqing was also well prepared, there was no way she could escape if she killed the game like this.

In their view, there are so many martial artists, they are too powerful, and they are in such a secluded place, and they are chosen when they are physically and mentally exhausted after passing the assessment. .

"Hey, what are you mumbling about? Is there any last words to explain after you get to the underworld."

"I'll go first, Young Master Qin, let me avenge you, little brother!"

A young man jumped forward with his hands wrong.

This is a young talent from a small family named Yang Qing.

About the same age as Zhou Lin, a martial artist with an early cultivation base, and the son of the Yang family.

The Yang family is only a third-rate family, but because of the existence of this son-in-law, it has a tendency to rise.

Yang Qing hugged Qin Wenhua's thigh. He had been rewarded by the Qin family and his cultivation base was stable, so when he got the news that Qin Wenhua had been beaten, he was the first to jump out.

Slapping both hands horizontally, a gust of wind suddenly rose, within ten steps, flying sand and rocks, a tornado visible to the naked eye, extremely condensed, swept towards Zhou Lin.

This is Yang Qing's best Whirlwind Palm. When he cultivated to a high level, even a stone as big as a millstone can be blown and rolled all over the ground, which is no small matter.

He wanted to blow the boy in front of him into a big somersault, severely smash the face of the other party, and get back face for Qin Wenhua.

"Brother Yang's Whirlwind Palm has improved again. With such a strong wind, I'm afraid I would be blown away."

"I'm afraid no one below the mid-term martial artist can resist easily, that kid is dead."

"I really don't know what it would be like if the chick's skirt was overturned, hehehe."

"That's really looking forward to it, hehehe."

The onlookers giggled strangely, with wretched expressions on their faces.

The tornado, as tall as a person, arrived in front of Zhou Lin in the blink of an eye. The sand and gravel in the whirlwind collided with each other, clanging, and sharp as a hidden weapon. If it hit a person, it would definitely be smashed into a sieve.

Being molested like this, Lin Ruiqing blushed and covered her whole body, feeling worried for a while.

Everyone else was waiting to see what would happen to Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin sneered, "It's just a small wind, how dare you show it?"

With a slight lift of the hand, the true energy in the body burst out, and the wind was completely suppressed when the hand was raised, and the small courtyard was immediately calm, and there was no breath at all.

"How is it possible? How did he break the whirlwind palm?"

The disciples around Qin Wenhua were still waiting to see the joke just now, but the next moment their eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Death to me!"

Yang Qing was the most annoyed, his famous stunt was smashed by someone, and he couldn't hold back his face, he let out a roar and landed his palms in the air.

"Humph!"

Zhou Lin snorted coldly and waved one hand in the air.

Whoa!
On the palm of his hand, a palm of true energy the size of a water tank flew out, and with a rumbling sound, it shot towards Yang Qing like a shooting star chasing the moon.

The speed of Zhenqi's palm is very slow, while Yang Qing's is very fast, causing a confusing visual dislocation between the two, as if Yang Qing is actively bumping into the palm.

The palm of Zhenqi printed and slapped, trembling slightly.

bang bang bang....
The explosions continued, and Yang Qing had barely reacted. His clothes, accessories, storage bags, and inner armor in his clothes were all exploded, dripping with blood, and his whole body flew out in a bloody mess.

Whoa!

The three or four disciples who were watching behind him were caught off guard and had no time to dodge. They were directly knocked into the air, and all of them vomited blood.

With just an understatement of the palm, Yang Qing and the several Xiantian realm disciples behind him were all knocked into the air, and all of them were seriously injured.

"Won?"

She Wufeng's eyes widened, feeling incredible, it was just a slap, how did he do it?
Lin Ruiqing stared at Zhou Lin with her beautiful eyes. In her eyes, this young man had a great sense of mystery, and there seemed to be no problem that he could not solve.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Lin's mouth, watching the enemies fall to the ground one by one like chickens and dogs, crying and crying, he patted the dust on his body, showing a contemptuous expression: "A group of trash, dare to attack me Arrogant in front of you?"

Domineering and powerful, with one palm.

There was silence in the courtyard.

"Yang Qing was defeated by one move? What kind of cultivation is this kid? That move is so powerful! This is hurting people from a distance."

"He dared to call us useless, he is courting death!"

The short-lived fear was completely taken over by anger. The onlookers helped Yang Qing and other wounded, and after taking the wound medicine for them, they turned their heads and glared at Zhou Lin.

"Zhou Lin, right? You offended us, and you will not end well in Longyan County."

Qin Wenhua's anger was once again provoked, and he tried his best to set up the game, trying to take down this kid in one fell swoop, but in the end he was beaten up in a single move. Where would his face go?

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go together!"

Everyone roared and prepared to attack.

Zhou Lin's eyes were stern, his hands were clenched into fist marks, and his face was calm.

At this moment, there was a burst of crackling applause outside the small courtyard, which seemed particularly abrupt in such a secluded small courtyard.

"Cousin, cousin, I said, what are you doing with so many people? You can't handle a half-grown kid? You are too incompetent."

A young man in Chinese clothes held a white jade bone fan in his hand. Shi Shiran walked in, clapping his hands softly as he walked.

(End of this chapter)