Meng Qingdu was wearing steel armor and holding a nine-ring knife. The weight of his whole body was at least more than 300 kilograms. However, in front of Lin Chong's thunderous punch, he was as powerful as a doll.

At his chest, there was a boxing mark with a clear outline of about an inch deep and well-contoured shape embedded on the steel armor, as if it was carved out of a mold.

The powerful and violent fist force penetrated Meng Qingdu's body's qi defense, like a vast tide, pouring into Meng Qingdu's body, and fiercely clashed with his own internal force.

Meng Qing was in mid-air, feeling like he was burning inside, as if countless steel needles were pricked. He couldn't help but open his mouth and spewed out a bit of hot blood. The blood beads oozed out of the gap in the facial armor, which looked terrifying.

"Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!"

He flew seven or eight meters in one breath, barely adjusting his posture, so he did not fall on the spot.

However, even so, Meng Qing still couldn't control his body. He took several steps back and stepped deep into the ground with each step. Wherever he passed, the tiles were cracked and messy.

Meng Qingdu's face turned pale, and a lot of white mist appeared above his head. He raised the Nine-ring Sword to protect him to prevent Lin Chong from taking advantage of the situation to pursue him. At the same time, he lowered his head and looked at his chest.

It was not until this time that he had the heart to be glad.

If it weren't for the one-piece full-body steel armor protection with extremely strong defense, the punch just now would be enough to completely lose the power of fighting.

"Swish!"

After hitting Meng Qingdu with one punch, Lin Chong's movements did not stop and swept out again. His five fingers of his right hand bent into claws, and he used a dragon-shaped drilling force to grab straight towards the latter's neck.

"Stop him!"

Meng Qingdu's eyelids twitched, and his heart was filled with alarm. He had no courage to fight alone with Lin Chong. With the help of the two men in black, he kept retreating and growled sternly.

Three great men responded to the sound.

They looked decisive and crazy, and they had obviously realized the consciousness of death. One of them rolled against the ground and hugged Lin Chong's legs. The other two jumped in the air, holding an iron stick as thick as a wrist in their hands and smashed Lin Chong's head!

Seeing this, Lin Chong's eyes suddenly became cold and murderous intent surged like waves.

"Since you want to seek death, I will satisfy you!"

Lin Chong kicked his feet, stopped the forward rushing momentum, turned a blind eye to the man holding his legs, and his hands were out, his five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed two iron rods respectively, and then twisted them with force!

"Save it!"

The two big men holding the iron rod were as if struck by lightning, their tiger's mouth burst, and half of their bodies were sore and numb. They subconsciously let go of their palms and flew out like kites with broken strings.

After snatching the iron rod, Lin Chong did not hesitate, his knees bent slightly and his waist twisted, and he swept across the army with one stroke!

"Woo!"

The heavy iron rod slashed through the air, making a low roar like a cannonball flying, smashing the big men who rushed up.

Even though these big men were wearing combat uniforms, they still could not resist the ten thousand pounds of force contained in the iron rod. They would either have broken muscles or were killed on the spot.

"Kill him!"

"Even if you die, you have to drag him down!"

"Brothers, fight with him!"

The other big men roared repeatedly, and their ferocity was completely aroused. They rushed forward and surrounded Lin Chong in the middle, and all kinds of weapons greeted him one after another.

Lin Chong remained motionless, waved his arms continuously, and threw out the shadow of a mountain stick.

If these big men were fierce tides, then Lin Zhong was the reef standing on the shore. No matter how violent the impact of the tide was, he would only be crushed to pieces when he encountered the reef.

Unlike the chaotic attacks of the Han people, Lin Chong's counterattack was accurate and fatal.

Whenever you swing a stick, there will definitely be someone lying down. As long as he is given enough time, he can kill all these desperate desperadoes.

"Bang!"

The shadow of the stick flashed, and a big man's head exploded, blood and brain matter sputtered everywhere, and the headless corpse still rushed forward and was kicked away by Lin Chong.

After kicking the corpse away, Lin Chong poked his backhand and hit the waist of another big man beside him.

"Click!"

The sound of a creepy fracture sounded, and even in such a chaotic environment, it was still clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

The big man blew his blood from his mouth and his body flew out. The dagger that had originally stabbed Lin Chong flew to somewhere, but he had no chance of life before it landed.

As Lin Chongda started killing, more and more corpses beside him, and the strong smell of blood filled the entire living room.

Lin Chong was like a sophisticated killing machine, without any sympathy or compassion. His extremely cold attitude made Meng Qing, who was watching the battle, feel cold all over.

Meng Qing quietly retreated and moved towards the secret door located in the corner of the living room.

"Stay the green mountains here, and don't worry about the lack of firewood. As long as you can escape this time, you will have a chance to take revenge in the future."

Meng Qing comforted himself so much in his heart.

He held the handle of the Nine-ring knife tightly, and while moving, his eyes stared at Lin Chong for a moment, and evil thoughts emerged in his mind: "Although I am not your opponent, I will not miss anyone related to you, kill all of them. I want you to taste the pain of life being worse than death!"

Lin Chong felt Meng Qing's malicious vision, paused, stopped killing, and turned his head to look at him.

An indescribable sense of crisis suddenly swept across Meng Qingdu's body.

What a terrifying look that was, calm and indifferent, dark and deep, like a bottomless black hole, as if even the soul could be sucked in.

As you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

He had killed so many people, but Lin Chong's body was not covered with blood. Only the two bloody iron sticks and the corpses lying in the center of the living room showed the tragic battle.

"We must run away immediately!"

As a top master, his sixth sense was crazy about Meng Qingdu. He no longer cared about the so-called dignity of a strong man and turned around and ran towards the secret door!

"Dong!Dong!Dong!Dong!"

Heavy and rapid footsteps resounded throughout the living room. Meng Qing was like an out of control tank, knocking two big men in the road, with an extremely fast speed.

It is about ten meters from where Meng Qingdu is located to the wall where the secret door is located.

Such a short distance is almost within reach for warriors of the Huajin level.

In just a blink of an eye, Meng Qingdu rushed to the front of the secret door. He stretched out his left hand and prepared to press the mechanism.

At this moment, a cold voice rang behind him: "The subordinates are all fighting hard, but you, the leader, want to escape. Is it appropriate?"

"Get out!"

Meng Qing’s eyes were so bitter that they were so scared and hated that there seemed to be a string called reason in his mind.

He didn't look back and listened to the wind to determine the position. The Nine-ring Sword slashed out lightning!

"when!"

With a loud noise.
Chapter completed!