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The first thousand two hundred and sixty-eight chapters to crack the soul

"Of course it can be seen with your eyes." Lin Chen said lightly.

"You..." Old Meng was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames. Who knew that he could see it with his eyes? I was asking you where the flaws were!

Of course, he also knew that Lin Chen was deliberately angering him.

Lin Chen glanced at Ye’s mother and said, “Just now, I said I would help my aunt cook, but my aunt said that I, a big man, can’t cook, just ask me to wait and eat. But the problem is, when I came here last time, I obviously helped to cook, and my aunt praised me for my very good cooking skills.”

Mr. Meng's face changed, but he didn't expect the problem to appear here.

Lin Chen continued, "Then I felt something was wrong. After sensing it carefully, I found that Meng Huang was hiding a knife on her body. I guessed that there was something wrong in my heart. I secretly took the knife over, broke it in the toilet, and then put it back."

"This knife is an ancient treasure. How did you break it?" Old Meng said in surprise.

"It's very simple, because I have more advanced weapons than ancient treasures."

Lin Chen shrugged. This knife was worse than his blood-colored broken sword. It was broken by him with the dragon-toothed sword in a short while.

"Hmph! It seems that there are a lot of good things hidden in you!"

At this time, Mr. Meng laughed instead, with no fear on his face, and said to Lin Chen lightly:

"Let my young master go, and then we will fight!"

Although Lin Chen killed Li Tiangang, he did not think Lin Chen was better than him. In fact, he was only one last step away from the eighth level of extraordinary heaven.

"Do you think I'm stupid? His life is in my hands. If you ask me to let me go, I will let it go?" Lin Chen sneered.

Old Meng pointed at Ye Menghuang and others and said, "Their lives are also in my hands, so you have to let them go if you don't let them go!"

He looked proud and said to Lin Chen: "Unless I want to, no one wants them to recover. I can let them commit suicide at any time!"

Ye Menghuang and others looked a little pale when they heard this. The feeling of being controlled by others was really terrifying.

Xiang Huowu was also in a panic. The more she thought about Mr. Meng’s soul-catching technique, the more she felt it was incredible.

Han Xinghua also sneered at this time, "Boy, please let me go, otherwise your woman will die! If you let me go, I will let Mr. Meng remove the soul-catching technique!"

"By the way, I forgot to say something just now. The reason why I can see that there is something wrong with them is because I guessed that the four of them were hit by the soul-catching technique."

Lin Chen said to Mr. Meng, his face was calm and he ignored the arrogant Han Xinghua.

"Do you know anything about soul-calling?"

Mr. Meng said disapprovingly: "So what? Even if you have heard of it, it doesn't mean you can, and it doesn't mean you can break my soul-catching technique!"

"I really don't know, but it's just that I don't want to learn this kind of evil way. However, I'm a doctor, and their situation is actually no different from being sick for me. I just need to cure them!"

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he took out the needle bag with his left hand and took out dozens of silver needles from it.

The next moment, his wrist trembled.

Swish swish swish swish...

Dozens of silver needles flew out and pierced into many acupuncture points on Ye Menghuang and his men's bodies in the blink of an eye.

"Idiot, if you want to crack the soul-catching technique, you need Mr. Meng to use the soul-catching technique again! It's useless for you to use these shit silver needles!"

Han Xinghua looked disdainful and felt that Lin Chen was just a clever clown.

However, he didn't notice it. Old Meng's eyes twitched, and his face was extremely difficult to see!

There are two ways to crack the soul capture technique.

One of them is that he, the caster, used the soul-capturing technique again to erase the effect of the soul-capturing technique.

Another way is to stimulate many main acupoints in the human body to regain control of the human body and forcibly crack the soul-catching technique.

At this time, Mr. Meng discovered that the silver needles that Lin Chen threw out happened to fall on the dozen key acupoints!

At the same time.

"I...I can move! I can move!"

Ye Chenglin screamed in surprise, looked at his hand, twisted his neck again, his face full of disbelief.

"I can move too!"

"Soul-capturing technique! What kind of magic is this?!"

Ye’s father and mother also discovered that they could control their bodies and quickly moved their bodies.

"Lin Chen, it's great that you're fine! I was scared to death just now!"

Ye Menghuang's feet became weak and she sat directly on the ground. Although she saw Lin Chen "resurrected from the dead", she was still scared, with a pretty face full of pear blossoms.

"impossible!"

When Han Xinghua saw this scene, his face turned into a pig's liver color. "How is this possible! Have you really cracked the soul-catching technique?"

At the beginning, he regarded Lin Chen as his prey and felt that he was a clever hunter.

But now, he felt that he was the prey and Lin Chen was a master hunter who had insight into everything!

"You know soul-catching skills, too?"

Old Meng stared at Lin Chen with a gloomy face, feeling bad in his heart. He originally thought he could eat Lin Chen, but he became so passive.

He was also not understanding, and the other party also understood the method of cracking soul-catching techniques.

You should know that only the magic sected art can be learned by the soul-catching technique, and it is classified as a wrong path by the famous and upright sects in the ancient martial arts world.

Could it be that this kid is also a man in the devil’s way?

Mr. Meng was suspicious.

"Of course I understand, but I'm not interested in such despicable means!"

Lin Chen said lightly.

Mr. Meng frowned and said, "Which school do you come from?"

He guessed in his heart that Lin Chen should not have come from a famous sect, otherwise he would not have known soul-catching skills.

At the same time, he was also very confused. Could it be that, in addition to the sects in Kunlun Holy Land and the Demon Sect, does there be other powerful sects in China exist in the world?

“Nothing to be told.”

Lin Chen shook.

The reason why he knew something about soul-catching techniques and knew that the method of cracking soul-catching techniques was naturally derived from Leng Dongliu's inheritance.

Leng Dongliu is originally a person who cannot judge by simple good and evil. It is not surprising that he understands the evil deeds in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, Lin Chen was not interested in explaining to the other party.

He said coldly: "Let's talk about it, how to solve this next problem! If you come to seek revenge on me, it's fine, but you just attack my woman. This is what I hate the most!"

"grass!"

Han Xinghua was angry by Lin Chen's high tone. You should know that he is the young master of the Demon Sect, much more noble than the ancient prince. Now he is lifted in the air like a dog by the other party, and he also asked him how could he bear it. He cursed ruthlessly: "Boy, I admit that I have misunderstood, but don't be too arrogant! My master is an existence of the eighth level of extraordinary heaven. You should know that there is a difference between the eighth level of extraordinary heaven and the seventh level of extraordinary heaven! Let me go immediately, otherwise, my master will never forgive you!"

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