The Strongest Mad Emperor in History

Everyone's face was full of disbelief.

Facing the old man's fist, this kid not only did not hide, but also broke the old man's fist?

Is this kid's body made of iron?

Even if it is made of iron, it can't be so hard!

"How the **** did this kid do it?!"

Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Lin Chen.

If it is said, the eyes of everyone before were full of disdain, contempt and ridicule.

Now, it has brought a trace of seriousness and solemnity.

This kid... not easy!

Ji Ruhong also opened her mouth slightly and stared at Lin Chen in disbelief.

The old man's punch, even she couldn't block it so easily.

But this little man who is weaker than himself, actually did it?

"This little man doesn't seem like other men I know."

Ji Ruhong stared at Lin Chen closely, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance.

And under hundreds of shocked gazes.

Lin Chen stood proudly, with one hand on his back, looking at the old man who kept rolling on the ground, he asked with a joking smile, "Is that enough ability?"

A loud voice, full of contempt, echoed in this world.

At the same time, the white-clothed young man in the distance also spoke up and said, "Mr. Li, stop pretending, this kid won't give up, you can't sneak up on him."

As soon as this word comes out.

The old man suddenly stopped screaming.

The body that was still rolling just now stopped suddenly.

Then, his body floated up from the ground in an exaggerated arc.

Yes, not standing up, but floating.

Shaped like a ghost.

His face became extremely gloomy, his eyes were fixed on Lin Chen, he spoke slowly, and made an old, hoarse voice: "I wanted to give you a fatal blow when you left, but I didn't expect you to stare at me. Don't let go."

The meaning of this sentence is obvious.

The old man thought that Lin Chen would just give up and leave, after all, Lin Chen had already lost one of his arms.

At that time, Lin Chen's attention was not on him, so he could take the opportunity to sneak attack and kill Lin Chen.

But who would have thought that Lin Chen would keep staring at him, giving people a feeling...

Lin Chen wants to stay with him forever!

Therefore, the old man stopped disguising and gave up the sneak attack plan.

Thinking about it, the old man is still a peak Martial Emperor no matter what, he just broke an arm, and he will not be as embarrassed as before.

The old man first turned around, looked at the white-robed young master in the distance, and bowed his hands and said, "Young master, I am afraid that this kid won't survive today, and it has ruined the son's hobby. I hope the son will not blame him."

The sound was very loud, reaching the ears of everyone present.

And the tone of the old man is not a request, but more like an established fact.

The white-clothed young man nodded slightly: "It's just a grasshopper after the autumn. Although it can't jump a few times, it's quite annoying. Old Li doesn't have to worry about me, just kill it."

"The old man takes orders."

The old man nodded.

Immediately turned around and looked at Lin Chen again, his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a blade.

Lin Chen looked at him indifferently, not showing the slightest panic, and asked with a slight smile, "Is the fart finished?"

"Humph."

The old man snorted coldly, with a ferocious expression on his face: "Little brat, next, the old man will not keep his hands."

The voice just fell.

boom!

Terrifying coercion erupted from the old man's body. At this moment, the momentum of his peak Martial Sovereign was in full swing, rising into the sky!

After that, the old man clenched his fists with both hands, and with a flash of golden light, a golden glove appeared on both fists, as if cast by flowing gold, exuding a mysterious aura.

"Oh? Heavenly Spirit Artifact?"

Looking at the two golden gloves, Lin Chen's eyes flashed.