Chapter 739

"It's powerful, but what's the use of not hitting people?"

At this time, a voice came from behind a surviving tree, and then Lin Yi came out and tied his belt.

"What?" The old ancestor of Hongmen was shocked when he saw the color inside, but he was immediately pressed down, and his eyes showed deep doubts.

"I just went to the toilet. I don't think I'm dead."

Lin Yi snored with disdain.

Sword dust eyes in different awn huff and puff, smile out, said: "not dead good, you haven't learned my tricks."

"Then I can advise you to cut off my head quickly. I have to wait for my daughter to eat. She should be hungry."

"What to eat? Do you have any suggestions? "

Lin Yi pretended to be distressed and scratched his head. He looked at them jokingly.

Both of them are the most powerful men in the world.

When anyone is fighting against one of them, he is extremely engrossed and dare not have the slightest distraction.

However, Lin Yi was thinking about what to eat later.

Shame, shame of chiguoguo.

"By the way, do you have takeout in Malaysia? Any of you who can speak Malay can order one for me. "

"To die!" Jianchen's sword is pure in meaning. A sword stabs out, and a sword like lightning rushes out from his palm.

At this time, the other strong men stood on the hillside to observe the situation here.

Mr. Zhou's nervous heart has been raised in his throat, and his nerves are always tense to the extreme.

"Mr. Hades, you can't do anything. My father depends on you!" Mr. Zhou prayed silently. She hasn't had a chance to talk to Lin Yi since just now.

Who would have thought that Zhou Yunlei, the richest man in China, who has always been famous in the business world, is not a spotlight or a cluster.

Only in front of these super strong people, there is no dignity.

In fact, from the beginning until now, the three strong men have hardly looked him in the eye.

A blow, a strong blow.

In the face of the constant palmprint attacks of Hongmen's ancestors and the sharp and cunning sword of Jianchen, Lin Yi, who has been dodging, finally decides to fight.

"Ding!"

Lin Yi stretched out a finger, in the dazzled attack blink of an eye, that does not exceed a thousandth of a second of opportunity, a point in the seven inch weakness of the sword.

It's coming to the extreme.

Suddenly, the sword broke up and burst into countless fluorescence in the air.

"Not fast enough, or not fast enough, go back and Practice for another two years." Lin Yi sneered and commented.

"You...

in terms of age, Jianchen can be the grandfather of Lin Yi's Taizu, but now he is reprimanded by the younger generation, which is a great shame.

Lin Yi's finger in the air is like an antelope's horn.

A dark line was drawn in the air.

Any palm of Hongmen's ancestor is condensed into the essence of the supreme power.

It is known as the hardest fist in the world.

"Cut!"

Lin Yi has no sorrow or joy, and his eyes are silent.

The corners of his mouth wriggled and spat out a word. The silver line directly separated Hongmen's magic fist into two parts.

The incision was smooth as a mirror.

"It is not advisable to be rigid, but to combine hardness with softness is the king's way." Lin Yi commented again.

Hongmen Laozu's forehead is bulging with a green tendon, and his men are constantly attacking.

The corner of Lin Yi's mouth gently raised, and then he opened his mouth and suddenly drank, spitting out a thunder.

A visible sound wave spewed out from Lin Yi's mouth, instantly swept the 100 meter void and ignited the vitality of the sky that had been agglutinated in wuhui Valley for a long time.

The sky seems to be burning up, rolling hot waves of air, shot out one after another breathing flames of dragons.

"This..." Jian Chen's face turned pale. m.shenPINwu