Close Mad Son-in-law

Kou Yinghua would not completely let this betrayer off just because he broke Lin Wanli's arm.

He wants Lin Wanlina to vote!

Kill Chu Yun before he can live.

Otherwise, it is death!

The atmosphere in the pavilion is extremely solemn.

Lin Wanli was such a strong person, and he couldn't resist the powerful leader of the meeting of gods at all.

Even if you add a coffin carrier, there is basically no chance of winning.

At this moment, Chu Yun and Hong Shisan had long since become the end of the battle.

Can I defeat Kou Yinghua by adding Jiang Wenzhao?

The situation at this moment, whether it was for Lin Wanli or Chu Yun, had already reached the extreme of adversity.

Lin Wanli did not follow Kou Yinghua's instructions.

He just don't want to leave alive!

And what about Chu Yun?

In the face of such a strong Kou Yinghua. Even if Lin Wanli didn't do it by himself, even if Lin Wanli was stopped by the man who carried the coffin.

Can he live?

Even Hong Shisan and Jiang Wenzhao are standing by their side.

Even if they go all out, join hands to challenge Kou Yinghua.

What is the chance of winning?

The pavilion at this moment has become Kou Yinghua's home court alone.

His strength, his invincible aura, has already suppressed everyone in the pavilion.

What is absolute power?

Kou Yinghua proved it with practical actions.

Even Lin Wanli was so vulnerable in front of him.

Who can beat him here?

"If I can, I hope to leave alive." Lin Wanli said, pursing his lips.

"Does Chu Yun have any grudges against you?" The man who carried the coffin frowned.

"He killed one of my sons." Lin Wanli said word by word.

"But you never lived with your son even one day." The man carrying the coffin said coldly. "There is no father-son friendship between you."

"He is my son after all."

"After all, he was killed by Chu Yun."

"What I need. It's just a reason and motivation to kill him. Isn't it?" Lin Wanli took a deep look at the man carrying the coffin.

Although he had his arm broken.

But as long as the person carrying the coffin doesn't stop him.

No one in the pavilion could stop him from killing Chu Yun.

Hong Shisan can't.

Jiang Wenzhao will not work either.

Even Chu Yun could hardly resist Lin Wanli's offensive at this moment.

"I said. Not tonight." The man who carried the coffin narrowed his eyes and said.

"Then you want me to die?" Lin Wanli asked in a deep voice.

"I can die with you." The coffin carrier said categorically. "But even if you die. It's worth and meaningful to die!"

The coffin lifter raised his eyes and stared straight at Kou Yinghua.

"Didn't you have been oppressed by him all the time? Haven't you thought about challenging him one day?" The man carrying the coffin said with a halt.

"Is it useful?" Lin Wanli asked rhetorically. "I said. I don't want to die."

"But you have nowhere to go!"

The man carrying the coffin shouted in a deep voice: "I am here. You can't kill Chu Yun!"

"With me, you must be killed by him!"

"Why not join hands with me. Go kill him!"

The man carrying the coffin was furious: "Since when has the game started. You dare not even try!?"

Lin Wanli was silent.

Facing the angry roar of the man carrying the coffin.

Lin Wanli was speechless.

In the eyes of countless people, he is the second highest figure in the Conference of Gods.

He is a powerful man.

But only he knew it. He is not a big man at all. He is just a **** in Kou Yinghua's hands.

A chess piece that you can use if you want to use it, or abandon it if you don't want to use it!

And during his long years of working for the Conference of the Gods, he didn't even have room to resist!

Kou Yinghua wanted to kill him, just in a moment!

Why can he call the wind and rain in the meeting of the gods?

Why can he be so high above?

Except that he has a strong enough ability.

Also because. He can't escape Kou Yinghua's palm at all!

Kou Yinghua can destroy him at any time. Let others evaporate!

This is the situation of the great man Lin Wanli!

He is so. There are so many glamorous big figures in this world. Just between the thoughts of others?

How many can really become chess players?

At least not Lin Wanli!

"I want you to know. To die happily is more worthy of choice than to live in vain!"

The man who carried the coffin drew a knife.

Dive violently towards Kou Yinghua.

He knew that he couldn't do it.

He knew that he was not Kou Yinghua's opponent. But he wanted to challenge Kou Yinghua.

As a friend.

He didn't want Lin Wanli to live like a dog.

Even surviving has a despicable taste!

This is not Lin Wanli he knows!

The descendants of the Lin family should not be so!

The man who carried the coffin drew a knife.

Strike Kou Yinghua straight.

But standing in front of him was the leader of the meeting of gods.

It was a head-on confrontation with Chu Shang, who created the martial arts myth. And still live to this day!

How powerful is this man?

No one at the scene knew.

Even Kou Zong, who frequently discussed with Kou Yinghua, didn't know how strong his father was!

The only thing he knows is that no matter how fast he progresses, he has a deep understanding of the martial art realm. In front of his father, he is always like an ignorant child. Never grow up, and never become a climate!

This is his father of Kou Zong.

A stalwart, powerful, invincible father!

Ding!

When the blade of the man who carried the coffin slashed at Kou Yinghua.

Kou Yinghua just raised his hand.

It was as if to gently pinch a stone and bounce it at the blade of the man who carried the coffin.

There was a loud noise.

The arm of the man who carried the coffin was shocked.

The blade instantly deviated from its orbit.

His complexion suddenly became complicated and weird.

boom!

When he approached Kou Yinghua.

Kou Yinghua slapped. He slammed heavily on the chest of the person carrying the coffin.

Flop!

The people who carried the coffin were sprayed with blood.

It was like a kite with a broken wire, crashing to the ground.

Seeing this, Chu Yun couldn't help but frown slightly. He tilted his head and glanced at Hong Shisan, who was also tense.

"Is this still a human?" Chu Yun asked.

"People must be people." Hong Shisan said calmly. "It's stronger than people like us. Strong enough to look invincible."

"That is to say. I can't fight him?" Chu Yun exhaled stale air. Some regrets.

"You must not be able to fight." Hong Shisan shook his head. Frowned and said. "You don't even have a chance to kill him."

The gap is too big!

It's too big to make up for it with your life!

"Although it sounds difficult to accept. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Chu Yun sighed. Sit down on the cold floor of the gazebo.

then. He took out a cigarette from his pocket.

It seems that from this moment, he decided to truly relax.

Really enter the rest period of nursing care.

"Master. It's time to come out to save sentient beings."

The voice just fell.

An old monk dressed in a monk's robe. Lightly.

He called for trouble.

It is claimed that as long as he does not want to lose, no one can beat him.

Even if standing opposite him is the once martial arts legend Chu Shang!