Chapter 1093: Too Much Talk!

Chapter 1093  Talk too much!

This is the limit of the Seven Emperor Fist that Lin Chen can use with his current strength.

If the internal force bulges out for another half a circle, his muscles and meridians will all break due to the heavy load. And even if his muscles and meridians are temporarily unimpeded, the side effects of the fifth-level Seven Emperor Fist will make him unable to move in the future!

So he must decide the winner with this move!

With the confidence of defeating the enemy in one battle, he shouted coldly: "Dominate the world!"

The Broken Mirror Black Knife chopped down from above, and the surging and passionate knife intent perfectly combined with Lin Chen's yin and yang internal force. This knife not only fits the mystery of the Great Dao realm, but also faintly shows the prototype of the unity of man and knife.

After walking out of Kunlun Mountain, this is the first time that Lin Chen has fought the enemy with all his strength. And this knife seems to attach all his previous insights and breakthroughs to it!

If this knife still cannot defeat the enemy, then Lin Chen will have no means to fight this Japanese old man.

Similarly, the white-haired old man also knew that this hard collision would determine the outcome of this battle.

His loose robe had long been completely shattered by his Qi. He seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant, and his originally thin body suddenly swelled up like a balloon.

And his body, which had been bent all the time, was completely upright at this time!

His gray hair was completely scattered under the strong airflow, swaying with the strong wind. And after he performed the triple sword-drawing technique, he inserted the samurai sword into the scabbard again, then lowered his waist and stood up, and closed his eyes?

Lin Chen had no time to think about the old man's strange movements. He just held the handle of the broken mirror tightly and chopped at the triple sword shadow that attacked first.

These three sword shadows, without the support of the samurai sword itself, were just transformed by Qi, and naturally could not resist Lin Chen's dominance.

But just when the broken mirror black knife passed through the three layers of sword shadows and chopped at the white-haired old man's eyebrows, the old man suddenly opened his eyes!

The breathtaking gaze was reflected in Lin Chen's pupils. What surprised him even more was that... the old man used the triple sword-drawing technique again with a movement that was difficult to discern with the naked eye!

The broken mirror black knife and the samurai sword collided three times in a row at a very close distance.

Each collision was in the blink of an eye. Because the speed was too fast, the three collision sounds that should have appeared turned into one at this time.

And the position where the two were located, an unprecedentedly powerful shock wave burst out!

The shock wave spread at a high speed, and in an instant, it turned the temple upside down. Countless small stones and bricks and tiles were scattered in the air like flowers scattered by a fairy. At the position where the two people fought hard, a smoke and dust rose to the sky, like a mushroom cloud, suddenly exploded.

As the smoke and dust rose, the two were gradually obscured by the smoke and dust...

The people who had just escaped from the shrine heard the earth-shaking sound and looked back, and found the mushroom cloud that suddenly rose in front of the temple.

These people were stunned. They never thought that the young man from China could fight with the teacher to such an extent!

Some of them wanted to go back to see the situation, but the leader stopped them.

"Don't look back! Keep running! You also saw that the strength of the young man who made the teacher give his all... has long exceeded our imagination!

If you insist on going back, you will really fail the teacher's kindness! Do you know why the teacher asked us to escape immediately? That's because... he hopes that we can be a mouthpiece and tell the leaders of other shrines about the appearance of that man!"

This man shouted coldly, revealing the real intention of the white-haired old man, while the others blushed, and finally gritted their teeth and turned away suddenly...

The smoke and dust in front of the temple gradually dissipated again.

Two figures covered in wounds also appeared again.

Lin Chen and the white-haired old man still maintained the posture of holding the sword and fighting hard, standing firmly in a huge pit.

Three clearly visible bloodstains appeared on Lin Chen's waist. The wound was three-quarters deep, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

The white-haired old man did not seem to have any obvious injuries. But after a moment... a bloodstain gradually appeared between his eyebrows.

Then, this bloodstain continued to spread, extending from the center of the eyebrows all the way down, and soon, this bloodstain ran through his entire body!

With a plop, the white-haired old man fell to the ground, and in an instant, he regained his old and frail appearance.

His samurai sword was thrown beside him, and it had already broken into two pieces at this time, becoming a useless sword.

Seeing his opponent finally fall, Lin Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. The side effects of his injuries and strength also forced him to fall down dejectedly.

But before he fell, he firmly stuck the Broken Mirror Black Knife into the ground, and then made sure that he did not kneel down.

He looked at the dying white-haired old man, neither sad nor happy, and asked in a cold voice:

"Old fox, at this point, you are about to leave this world... Hey, it seems that the news of the ghost-faced man can only be taken into the underground with your death.

That's it... You just need to pray before closing your eyes that your disciples will not be caught by me in the future!"

After saying that, Lin Chen wanted to prop up his exhausted body and leave the pit, but the white-haired old man said to him weakly:

"Wait... wait a minute."

"Hmm?" Lin Chen turned his head and stared at the old man blankly, with no expression on his face.

"I... I still want to make a deal with you. I'll tell you... the true identity of the ghost-faced man... you... you let my disciple go! You are a super strong man... you will definitely keep your promise... right?"

Lin Chen frowned, not trusting this cunning man too much. He sneered and replied:

"Old man, your previous performance could have won you the Best Actor Award, and now you want to repeat the same trick? Sorry, the same trick won't work on me!

Well, save your energy! Just wait for death in peace! Say one more word, I don't mind giving you a ride!"

However.

Just when Lin Chen jumped onto the ground, the white-haired old man suddenly widened his eyes, and his calm face became even more hideous! He raised his head high, and shouted loudly as if he was about to have a last breath:

"You will not have a good end! If you kill me, the other four shrines will definitely skin you alive to avenge me!

The ghost-faced man will definitely come after you and become your eternal nightmare!"

"Shut up!"

With a whoosh, a silver-white light flashed from Lin Chen's hand. The next moment, a silver needle stood proudly between the eyebrows of the white-haired old man!

At this point, the strongest man of Mitsubishi Shrine fell!