Chapter 640 Let You Know How to Write Dead Words "Hmph, the cultivation base of a mere saint king in the late stage dares to be arrogant, I really don't know how to write the word dead!" Lin Yun sneered. "You, a lowly slave, are even worthy of negotiating terms with me. What a joke! I will refine you into my puppet, and I will drive you forever, haha!~" Luo Mo laughed wildly. In his opinion, Lin Yun is just the cultivation of a sage king, and he wants to squeeze him to death, just like squeezing an ant. "Hehe, what a stupid human being!" "I will let you fully understand what it means that there are heavens and people outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky!" After finishing speaking, he activated the Blood Blade Sky Spear again, turned into a meteor, and attacked again. "Blood Blade Sky Spear!"

"Blood Fiend Gun!" "Blood Fiend Gun!" Luo Mo performed one set of exercises after another, all of which were the magical powers of the dark camp. Each of these secret skills is very powerful, and once used, it is enough to cause a severe injury to a monk of the sage king period. But Lin Yun didn't take it seriously. Because he has already comprehended the supreme physique. The supreme physique is the most tyrannical body secret code. Lin Yun's physical body was already extremely powerful. He only needs to mobilize his supreme physique, and he can easily resist the attack of the late saint king. "Is this the so-called early stage monk of the Saint King? It's rubbish!" Lin Yun mocked. At this time, the Blood Blade Sky Spear was already approaching Lin Yun. "go to hell!" Luo Mo roared, waving the Blood Blade Heavenly Spear with both hands. call out! The Blood Blade Sky Spear burst out a fierce blood light, and it came to Lin Yun's head in an instant. "Destroy me!" Lin Yun roared. Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, endless spiritual experience surged in his body. These spiritual powers quickly condensed into strands of power, frantically flocking to his right hand, forming a huge fist mark. Above the fist print, there is a terrifying coercion, as if the world is trembling. This fist print has a diameter of 100 meters. The fist print slammed hard on the Blood Blade Sky Spear. Suddenly, the two weapons collided with each other. Click! The Blood Blade Heavenly Spear made a cracking sound and broke instantly. "ah!" Roma screamed. puff! The Blood Blade Sky Spear pierced directly into his chest. "I'm a majestic saint king master, how could I lose to a saint king late stage?" Roma looked embarrassed. But in the next second, Lin Yun raised his foot and kicked over. Luo Mo didn't even have a chance to dodge, so Lin Yun flew out. Lin Yun stepped across the void and chased after him. "Boy, don't go too far!" Roma was furious. He is a majestic master of the late saint king, and now he is beaten to the point of vomiting blood by a slave of the late saint king, and he has no room to resist. For him, this is a great shame and humiliation. "No matter what your status is, as long as you dare to disobey me, I will kill you!" Roma's eyes were red. "Hmph! Didn't you say that this deity is humble? Then this deity will let you know what is truly humble!" After finishing speaking, Lin Yun slapped her across the face. Snapped! There was a crisp slap in the face. Half of Luo Mo's cheek swelled instantly.

His face instantly turned red, like a ripe tomato. "ah!" He covered his face and screamed. "My face, my face...!" He yelled in pain. His entire left face has become red and swollen. Lin Yun's strength was great, and when he slapped Luomo directly, blood overflowed from the corner of Luomo's mouth. ………… Ask for flowers… "Your face is swollen and uglier, haha!" Lin Yun laughed. He had never seen such an ugly face. "Damn it, you are courting death!" Roma was angry. But at this moment, he realized that Lin Yun had arrived in front of him. He quickly raised his sword and blocked it in front of him. "Blood Blade Slash!" The Blood Blade Heavenly Spear swept out, and a sharp Blood Blade slashed down. Lin Yun let out a cold snort, and also punched out, hitting the blood blade sore. There was a deafening crash. Two incomparably violent forces erupted in an instant, sweeping all directions. .00 "ah!" Luo Mo screamed, he held the Blood Blade Sky Spear until he flew upside down. Lin Yun looked at Luo Mo coldly: "Do you think that only your blood blade spear is strong?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand. The Kowloon coffin reappeared, turning into a dark golden spear. "Nine Dragon Spear, break it for me!" Lin Yun gave a loud shout.

Immediately, he threw the spear out violently. Whoosh! Like a cannonball, the long spear flashed an afterimage in an instant, and smashed hard on the ground in the distance. Rumble! The earth shook violently, and gullies spread thousands of meters away in an instant. "So strong!" Luo Mo was dumbfounded. It was simply beyond his imagination. His Blood Blade Heavenly Spear is so powerful that it can pierce through even a city with one shot, but now, it was destroyed by a single shot by Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin. "What a terrifying treasure, so hard!" Luo Mo's heart trembled. "Get out of here!" Lin Yun let out a low drink. Whoosh! With a flash of his figure, he came to Luo Guo in the blink of an eye. He grabbed Luo Mo's neck with one hand and lifted him high. "Boy, what do you want to do?" Luo Mo was shocked and said six. .