Just when Luo Lingtian's attack was only three inches away from Duanmu Chen, he suddenly turned around, his palm went up, and the back of his hand was almost pressed against his forehead.

"Bang"

Luo Lingtian took a picture of his palm without any mercy. He looked at Duanmuchen with a contemptuous smile in his eyes.

He actually took action to resist after he got so close.

Unless he has absolute strength, as long as his palm cannot hold back and moves back half a minute, his mysterious power will be transmitted through his palm.

Then...

With a "bang", my head exploded!

When Luo Lingtian thought of this bloody scene, he couldn't help but smile and bent his eyebrows.

But soon, the smile on his face froze on the corner of his mouth, and Duanmuchen's palm stopped in its original place, not even shaking it.

Luo Lingtian opened his eyes. His mysterious power that had been condensed to the extreme was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any sensation.

Duanmuchen's palm suddenly rotated, grabbed Luo Lingtian's palm, and slowly stood up under everyone's gaze.

After standing up straight, he suddenly opened his eyes. The storm that had been brewing for a long time in his eyes poured out at this moment. An unparalleled aura emanated from his body and spread out toward the surroundings with him as the center.

This momentum pressed the air around it and burst open. The harsh explosion sounded shaking everyone's eardrums, making their heartbeats beat a little faster.

The black clothes danced wildly in the wind, making a sound.

As his ink hair flew, his face as if he was exiled was completely exposed to everyone's sight.

"Is it a great time to fight?" Duanmu Chen curled his red lips slightly, but his smile did not reach his eyes. His eyes shot straight into Luo Lingtian's eyes, which made the other party's heart tremble.

It is this natural temperament that has nothing to do with strength, but it can make people surrender from the bottom of their hearts.

Luo Lingtian subconsciously struggled, but his wrist was tightly held tightly and he couldn't break free.

"Go to die!" He shouted violently, and his other hand quickly slapped out a few palms. The afterimages in front of him resounded through the heaven and earth.

When those present could see the scene, Luo Lingtian was still locked in front of Duanmu Chen.

He was slightly panting, his face gradually lost blood, and his eyes no longer had the previous arrogant aura. He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief: "How many levels, Duanmu Chen, what level are you now?"

"Senior Brother Luo, have you played enough?" Duanmu Chen held up the signature smile, and the upside-down sentient beings could also cover up the world. "If you play enough, take a break. Can I get it?"

Luo Lingtian subconsciously shook his head. After hearing the muffled laughter around him, his face turned red due to embarrassment.

"Okay, since Senior Brother Luo doesn't want me to hit you, then I'll give you some face and won't hit you!"

Luo Lingtian subconsciously looked up.

"Pai Pa"

Two mouths swung on his puzzled face and knocked down a few of his teeth.

Duanmu Chen had a smile in his eyes and said softly: "Senior Brother Luo, I really can't hit you, I can shoot you very lightly!"

"Milt..." Luo Lingtian's teeth were shot down, and his mouth was covered in blood, and he wanted to speak but was leaking everywhere, making him vague.

"Senior Brother Luo, are you begging me to take pictures of you soon? How can a junior brother not help you realize this wish?"

Duanmuchen's hands fell on his shoulders in a claw shape.

"Click click"
Chapter completed!