Chris raised his fists and said arrogantly.
Lin Jinglong raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
"You want to make a move here?"
"how?"
Chris was very dismissive.
He finally stopped hiding his arrogance.
"Even the Long family, which was once the head of the ancient martial arts families, only had one Saint-level ancestor. I once met Long Zhen once."
"I can kill him in three moves at most!"
"Although your Azure Dragon Society has replaced the Dragon Clan, in my eyes you are nothing but a bunch of useless trash!"
"Before me, Fire Fist Chris, you either submit or you die!"
Chris gave a crooked, cold laugh.
Lin Jinglong stared at him coldly, then suddenly grinned.
"I originally intended to coexist peacefully with your Superpower Federation, but I didn't expect you to want to resort to violence against me. Well, that saves me the trouble."
"If I defeat you, I'll know the whereabouts of the immortal ruins, right?"
Lin Jinglong flipped his hand over.
The Dragon Roar Blade suddenly appeared in his palm.
"What kind of tactic is this?"
Ishikawa and the others suddenly froze.
The appearance of the Dragon Roar Blade was too bizarre, like a magic trick.
Lin Jinglong laughed heartily.
"The ability to conceal one's inner world within one's sleeve is a divine technique; how could you barbarians from other races possibly comprehend it?"
The words fell.
He slashed at it directly with his sword.
It wasn't intended to kill anyone, but its power was incredibly strong, causing the Saint-level peak expert Chris to be on high alert.
"Boom!"
A loud bang came from the side room.
The massive shockwave shattered the wooden door.
Several figures rushed out...
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