Chapter 10849

Kong Shu smiled triumphantly: "The fans of Lin Yi are all laymen after all, they will believe whatever we say."

"I don't have any brains at all, but if you fight again, it will be a matter of time before you get hooked."

The staff echoed: "Lin Yi probably wouldn't have imagined that if he was killed, not only would he lose his position as Ju Lao today, but even his group of brainless fans would be harvested by the eldest son, leaving him with nothing but money."

"After today, these brainless fans of his will definitely turn from fans to black fans after they become angry from embarrassment, and become black fans for a lifetime."

Kong Shu said calmly: "He is a grassroots person, what do you want so many fans for? Is he worthy?"

All the things that happened in the ruins of the Temple of Time before have completely cut off his thoughts of fighting hard with Lin Yi.

With Lin Yi's level of strength today, even if he is not a useless person, he can use the rich background of the Kong family in all directions, but he cannot match it at all.

However, even if he can't compete with his hard power, it doesn't prevent him from trampling Lin Yi to death in other ways.

After today, Lin Yi will be completely knocked out of the dust, and he will never even think about turning over!

At this time, Lin Yi and Kong Jian were standing opposite each other in the martial arts arena.

Kong Jian raised his eyelids, and said casually: "I think your strength is not bad, if you are willing to help me, I can save your life."

His tone and demeanor made no secret of his condescension.

Lin Yi had a strange expression on his face: "You haven't done anything yet. According to your Excellency, why does it seem that you have already won?"

Kong Jian sneered back: "You can't even get through the heart knife, how can you fight me? I don't think you are so stupid that you don't even have this self-knowledge?"

Lin Yi smiled: "Then what if I say that just now I just pretended?"

"ha?"

Kong Jian couldn't help being taken aback, and then took a deep look at Lin Yi: "The joke you said is not funny at all. Do you have the right to pretend to be a pig in front of me and take pictures of yourself when you piss?"

At the same time, online and offline are full of ridicule.

From the perspective of watching the audience from the outside, Lin Yi's words are trying to force his respect. To put it bluntly, it is purely swollen face to pretend to be fat.

Lin Yi smiled and did not refute.

For his performance, Kong Jian was inexplicably annoyed, feeling that he had been poked in a sore spot.

"Then let me take a good look, is your pig pretending to be fake, or is it real!"

While speaking, Kong Jian stretched out his hand to hold it in the air, and the rusty knife ten meters away fell into his hand spontaneously, and directly slashed at his face.

Under the pressure of the majestic knife pressure, the space was compressed and detonated layer by layer. When the pressure reached the top of Lin Yi's head, it turned into a huge mountain of swords showing a fierce look!

One shot is ten thousand years of skill.

The onlookers were heartbroken.

If they were in Lin Yi's current position, most of them wouldn't even have the thought of resisting, let alone attacking. In the face of the absolute difference in strength, any so-called courage and will would be a joke .

Lin Yi didn't move, but stood where he was, and directly took the Ten Thousand Years Knife with his body.

"Are you scared and stupid?"

Everyone unconsciously opened their eyes wide, impatient to see Lin Yi's end.

As for Kong Jian, he had already put away the rusty knife at this time, acting as if the battle was over.

Lin Yi couldn't even bear the heart knife with his 9,000-year skill. Now facing the real ten-thousand-year knife, if he can survive this, he will be damned.

If Lin Yi was smarter and pulled away in time the moment he drew the knife, there might still be a chance of escaping the catastrophe.

And now, he is a dead man.

boom!

The mountain of swords fell, completely engulfing Lin Yi, leaving no dead ends.

A group of sailors and Lin Hei immediately cheered, they had never seen such a shocking killing move, and they would never believe that anyone could survive such a killing move.

Only the most loyal fans of Lin Yi prayed secretly.

After a while, the aftermath of the martial arts field dissipated, and Lin Yi's figure came into view again.

Unscathed.

Everyone's eyes are straight.

Kong Jian himself was even more dumbfounded, mumbling aphasia: "How is it possible?"

Lin Yisha nodded in agreement: "Yes, how is it possible?"

Kong Jian, who had been condescending just now, was suddenly choked up and speechless.

If this knife just failed to kill Lin Yi in seconds, he could barely accept it, but now, it didn't even leave a single scar, which is too outrageous.

He had poured a whole 10,000 years of skill into this knife!

It can only be said that intermediate divine bodies are really rare in the world of human cultivation.

A high-level figure like Kong Jian, even if he has heard of its name, has only a vague guess as to how abnormal its protective power is. As for whether the guess is reliable, there is no way to verify it.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that the Wannian Dao, which he was proud of, would scrape so well in front of Lin Yi's intermediate divine body!

"Is it my turn next?"

Lin Yi pulled out the Demon Devouring Sword with a calm expression. The pitch-black blade exuded a heart-stopping and dangerous luster, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable longing.

The duel between knives and swords has always been the most primitive and ancient classic duel.

With the spirituality of the Demon Devouring Sword, it can naturally sense the strength of the rusty knife on the opposite side, and it can't wait to have a shocking collision with the opponent!

Feeling the inexplicable threat from the Demon Devouring Sword, Kong Jian couldn't help frowning slightly.

As a generation of sword king, he is no stranger to the challenges of top swordsmen.

But never once, just relying on a sword itself has made him so afraid.

"What a devil sword with a fierce look!"

Kong Jian snorted coldly, and the mysterious and majestic power of time rules poured into the rusty knife crazily, and the rust spots on its surface immediately began to fall off spontaneously, exuding circle after circle of faint waves.

Every ripple is a round of time.

It seems that there are endless years in it, running through the past and penetrating the past and present.

"Saiyue Knife! This is the legendary Suiyue Knife! It seems that Kong Jian is finally going to do it for real!"

In the mouths of all the sailors, Kong Jian's Wannian Dao just now turned into a flirtatious temptation, as if Kong Jian was not ready to contribute at all, and he just greeted Lin Yi politely.

Now that the Suiyue knife is out of its sheath, the battle really begins.

Regarding this set of rhetoric, there are quite a few online and offline audiences who believe it to be true. After all, the rhetorical question of the gang of sailors is quite confusing.

"Do you really think that Kong Jian can't break Lin Yi's defense even if he goes all out?"

Even the most loyal fans of Lin Yi can hardly maintain confidence in the face of this rhetorical question, let alone those who are not optimistic about Lin Yi.