Chapter 912

At this time, Zhang jiuchen and his eldest son Claude stood together and looked at Lin Yin with dignified eyes. At this time, they no longer dare to regard Lin Yin as a dish.

Lin Yin's fighting power just now can't be resisted by them alone.

"Two, let's do it together!"

Claude was a little helpless. He had come to kill Lin Yin and give an account to the thirteen elders, but he didn't expect that gardan died here. After returning, he must not escape accountability.

"Good!" Zhang jiuchen was shining with thunder, and his eyes were full of dignity.

The eldest son looked like a torch, pointed to the sky with one hand and said seriously:

"Lin Yin, you want you to be willing to hand over the secret you have mastered, or share the skill with us. I can swear to let you go and never stop it. All I ask is longevity and I don't want to be an enemy with you."

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yin stood in the air, suddenly smiled, shook his head and said, "eldest son, eldest son, do you think I'm easy to deceive? You just wanted to kill me, but now you want to talk about peace. Is it so easy?"

"The old Taoist priest has lived for 150 years, refined martial arts and entered the middle stage of the divine realm, but his long life is still far away. If he doesn't fight today, he will be a handful of loess in decades. Now the road to long life is right in front of him, so what if he fights hard? Besides, the three of us may not be your opponents!"

The eldest son sighed, but the light in his eyes became more and more prosperous.

"You may not be enough!"

Lin Yin's eyes swept the crowd with disdain.

At this time, although his combat power was less than 60% of his peak period, it was not the eldest son who could stop him. Although the eldest son was also in the middle of the divine realm, he was not very good at killing and cutting. Zhang jiuchen's strength was too weak and he could deal with it easily. Claude didn't show his strength, but Claude couldn't stop Liu shengzongyan's last sword just now, I don't think my strength will exceed the eldest son too much.

However, the two strong men in the divine realm who have not yet appeared do not know whether they are enemies or friends, which is the biggest threat.

"It's natural to know whether it's an opponent or not!"

Zhang jiuchen snorted coldly.

He is also a person who suppressed an era. At this time, it is already the peak of the early stage of Shenjing. Although he was defeated by Lin Yin just now, Lin Yin is not at the peak at this time. He doesn't believe that Lin Yin can still fight with his fist just like a meteor.

"Lin Yin, as long as you hand over your skills, we will turn around and go away. We will never be enemies with you again!" the eldest son sighed.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yin's eyes showed sarcasm.

Liu Shengzong Yan has eliminated an enemy for him. Can he be worse than Liu Shengzong Yan? It's not certain who wins or loses today?

If these divine realms in front of him want to make him shrink back, and he will compete with the experts in the secret realm in the future, won't he even have the courage to fight back?

This battle, he will win!

"Don't talk nonsense. Take him directly and force him to ask the secret method!"

Zhang jiuchen practiced the thunder method. He was the most grumpy. He shouted angrily and turned a few fingerprints in his hand. When he came to the earth shaking thunder, he suddenly chopped down from the void and toward Lin Yin.

The whole top of dari mountain was shocked by thunder and lightning, just like nine days Thunder God.

At this time, although the thunder light on the top of the mountain was not as powerful as the blow just now, it had a wide range. Even the strong in the divine realm felt bad, which completely blocked Lin Yin's retreat.

"Small skills!"

Lin Yin was indifferent in his eyes. He stood there with his hands on his back and didn't understand. The surging body protection Gang Qi suddenly gushed out and turned into a white mask of Qizhang laughter, completely wrapping him.

"Boom!"

The lightning with the thickness of the baby's fist suddenly cleaved towards the white mask, but the lightning only made the white mask dissipate with a slight shock.

"How possible!"

Zhang jiuchen exclaimed. He could clearly feel that Lin Yin's momentum was much worse than before, but his lightning could not even break Lin Yin's protective vigorous Qi, let alone hurt Lin Yin.

The eldest son also has dignified eyes. The blow just now made him realize the strength of Lin Yin, but he didn't expect that Lin Yin, who was seriously injured, still has such strength.

"Mr. Claude, do it!"

The eldest son held his hands together and a Tai Chi eight trigrams diagram protected him and Zhang jiuchen inside. At this time, he and Zhang jiuchen are determined not to win Lin Yin. If Claude doesn't let him down, there is still some hope.

"You go back now. I can spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing everything, stepping on your mountain gate and slaughtering your orthodoxy!"

Lin Yin stood in the void with his hands down and said coldly.

"Kill!"

There was purple lightning attached to Zhang jiuchen's hands. Under the package of Taiji diagram, he suddenly rushed towards Lin Yin.

Claude's body was also full of blood. He saw a magic wand wrapped with black fog slowly in his hand. Claude looked solemn and couldn't help spitting out strange words. Then suddenly, the light in his eyes came out, and two strange red lights were suddenly emitted from the scepter.

These two lights seem to be full of the power of despair and death. When the rain in the air touches the red light, it instantly becomes a liquid like concentrated sulfuric acid, dripping on the ground, giving birth to a pungent smell.

"Bang!"

Lin Yin's body moved violently. Lin Yin's whole body glittered and hit the Taiji eight diagrams of the eldest son directly.

Just a crisp sound.

The Tai Chi eight trigrams suddenly sank, showing the mark of a fist. Then the Tai Chi eight trigrams could no longer support, roared and broke.

"Good!"

The eight diagrams were broken. Instead of showing surprise, the eldest son showed a happy look in his eyes. Two small eight diagrams appeared in his hands and greeted Lin Yin's powerful fist.

Crackling!

At this time, Zhang jiuchen's fist also arrived. Zhang jiuchen's fist directly hit Lin Yin's chest. Lin Yin's coat was all broken. There was a purple fist print on his left chest, and a mouthful of blood was suddenly spit out from his mouth.

At this time, Lin Yin's fist and his eldest son's little Tai Chi Eight Diagrams also collided.

"Poof!"

As soon as they touched, the eldest son's mouth suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The palm of his left hand disappeared directly. He could see the thick white bones and blood.

The eldest son's body suddenly retreated, retreating to a hundred meters away, and then barely stopped.

"Lin Yin is dead!"

Claude looked confident.

Lin Yin in the air was suddenly hit by the red light from Claude, and his hard body like steel was also pierced by the two red lights.

If the red light goes up another half an inch, Lin Yin's heart will burst.

"Hiss!"

Chen Jiuyang took a breath and said with some regret:

"Lin Yin, it's falling!"