Chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth as ants
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Zhao Junwu was stunned by this sudden slap.
It was obvious that the palm was not fast, and he also made dodging moves in advance, but for some reason, he did not dodge.
"What's going on?"
"Why am I hit?"
"What did you give birth?"
In the midst of lightning, countless thoughts flashed through Zhao Junwu's mind.
His body was like a kite with a broken string, slapped by the slap and flew out toward the side. His face was twisted and deformed. Several broken teeth flew out of his mouth, and there were still stains on it.
Little blood.
From the perspective of others, Lin Chong's body swayed, suddenly turned into a blurry shadow, quietly swept to Zhao Junwu, and then slapped Zhao Junwu away with a casual slap!
Be clean and neat!
Simple and crude!
There are no gorgeous moves or any fierce fighting, just like a movie that is approaching its ending just after the trailer is played, which is so abrupt that it is unacceptable.
"Bang!"
In the shocking and incredible eyes of everyone, Zhao Junwu flew several meters long and fell heavily to the ground, making a terrifying sound.
In an instant, all the sounds disappeared.
Everyone was dumbfounded and stared at Lin Chong and Zhao Junwu in a daze. Among them, Fu Yunfeng's mouth was the largest and could almost stuff a toad.
"Just kidding?"
"Demon King Zhao... was actually slapped away?"
"Who is that young man sacred?"
"With such strength, it is absolutely impossible to be unknown. Could he be the true disciple of a hidden sect?"
"The Demon King Zhao has hit the nail on the head this time, I want to see how he plans to end!"
Zhao Junwu shook his drowsy head hard and got up from the ground with difficulty.
On his left cheek, there was an extremely distinctive slap mark with a complete outline and purple red. The muscle tissue around the slap mark was swollen at a level visible to the naked eye.
Lin Chong's slap was so fierce that he slapped Zhao Junwu in half of his face and it was not until more than ten seconds passed before he gradually recovered.
Zhao Junwu's ears were buzzing, as if a group of bees were flying around, and at the same time, the stars flashed in front of him, and there were ghosts no matter what he looked at.
Lin Chong stood there and did not take advantage of the situation to attack. His calm and deep eyes were not fluctuating. With his indifferent and calm temperament, he seemed more mysterious and unpredictable.
At this time, no one dared to look at Lin Chong anymore.
When he had not shown his strength, everyone regarded his low-key as courage. However, when he showed his superior strength, his original low-key became hidden.
Zhao Junwu opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
The numbness and pain from the cheeks, as well as the faint smell of rust in the mouth, made Zhao Junwu understand that everything he had just had was not an illusion.
An indescribable sense of shame, accompanied by a huge anger, suddenly swept over Zhao Junwu's body and mind.
He is a arrogant and arrogant person. How could he ever suffer such humiliation?
Driven by anger, Zhao Junwu's rationality was completely lost, and he subconsciously ignored Lin Chong's powerful strength, leaving only his deep hatred for him.
"Unforgivable! I want to kill you!"
Zhao Junwu's face suddenly became extremely ferocious, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he made a vague and strange scream. He kicked his feet hard, and his body crashed into Lin Zhong like a cannonball!
Five meters away, passing by in an instant.
In just a blink of an eye, Zhao Junwu rushed to Lin Chong, clenching his right hand into a fist, and the hidden force surged in. His whole arm expanded in a large circle, his muscles were raised, and his veins were exposed, and he looked towards him with a thunderous momentum.
Lin Chong's chest blasted out!
Taizu's long fist, the Overlord watches the formation and pounds his hair!
This punch was angry with Zhao Junwu. Its power was far better than usual. Before his fist could touch Lin Chong's body, the fierce fist wind that rushed towards him blew Lin Chong's head backwards!
Faced with Zhao Junwu Gang's fierce and fierce attack, Lin Chong did not dodge or avoid, and even the fist that was hanging beside him was too lazy to move, allowing the other party's fist to hit him.
"Bang!"
A dull sound that shocked people's eardrums.
With Lin Chong and Zhao Junwu's foothold as the center, a faint white air wave exploded, and the aftermath of the energy splashed in all directions, making a "silent" sound of breaking through the air.
"Click!"
The blue bricks under Zhao Junwu's feet could not withstand the power generated by the collision and instantly turned into powder.
"Win!"
He was overjoyed, and all the power in his body poured into his fists wildly, trying to knock Lin Chong away in one fell swoop!
However, it turns out that Zhao Junwu was thinking too much.
Lin Chong still maintained a posture of standing with his hands down, his slender and symmetrical body was as heavy as a mountain. No matter how hard Zhao Junwu tried, he could not shake it at all!
Zhao Junwu only felt that his fist seemed to hit a steel wall. The indestructible feeling made people feel desperate from the bottom of his heart.
"How is that possible!"
Zhao Junwu was struck by lightning and was stunned.
Lin Chong raised his chin slightly, looked at Zhao Junwu with his eyes squinted, his eyes were arrogant and indifferent, and a faint sneer was on the corner of his mouth: "You have that little skill?"
"I don't believe it!"
Zhao Junwu's eyes were so angry that he retracted his right fist, and his left fist was blasting out as fast as lightning!
"Bang!"
Another dull sound.
The result was no different from before. He punched Lin Chong with all his strength and could not even break the defense of the qi on Lin Chong's body.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!!!"
Zhao Junwu murmured to himself, the huge blow caused him to fall on the verge of collapse, waving his fists to hit Lin Chong, his movements were chaotic and his composition was gone.
"After all, it's just a waste that can't afford to lose!"
A trace of disgust flashed in Lin Chong's eyes, and he raised his left hand, like a dragon exploring his claws. He grabbed Zhao Junwu's neck and raised him high above his head.
"Let me go! Fuck you let me go!"
Zhao Junwu struggled wildly, using his hands and feet, grabbing and kicking, snatching and kicking, trying to break free from Lin Zhong's control.
Lin Chong raised his other hand, and his palm was like a knife, cutting it down at Zhao Junwu without hesitation!
"Click!"
"Click!"
"Click!"
"Click!"
With four crisp sounds, Zhao Junwu's limbs were all cut off by Lin's palm knife, leaving only the flesh and blood connected. Through the skin, you can see the broken bone stubble!
"ah!"
Zhao Junwu let out a shocking howl.
The severe pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow stimulated Zhao Junwu's nerves, causing him to burst into tears, his body twitched like he was suffering from epilepsy, and his crotch was even more wet.
In addition to the pain, Zhao Junwu felt indescribable fear in his heart.
At this moment, he felt that death was so close to him.
Chapter completed!