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The sword realized that after being grabbed by Lin Jingyu, it quickly struggled!
However, it was useless!
Lin Jingyu's palm seemed to have a terrifyingly great strength, it was actually unable to escape from its bindings!
"I, I am... "A martial artist at the peak of the 7th level of the Spirit realm. Boy, don't ?"
Pow!
He only saw that before the sword could finish speaking, Lin Jingyu had slapped him across the face, "You dog shit, if you lose the bet, don't you know? Who would have known that you would just stand on the side and watch, not doing anything at all. But now, you are admitting your loss even if you lose the bet, for this kind of thing, I agree, and others do not agree either?! "
With that, Lin Jingyu looked around at the people in the plaza.
The meaning was very clear!
Actually, Lin Jingyu said that!
Not only that, it was only for Xiang Jian's ears!
It was for everyone to hear!
What right do you have that your father was busy with all this and had opened the door to the inheritance for you?
Hearing what Lin Jingyu said, many of them started to feel guilty.
But, very quickly, they understood Lin Jingyu's intentions. He wanted to borrow the power of public opinion to suppress that sword!
When they thought of this, many of them came to a tacit understanding. Many of them began to curse:
"Xiang Jian of the dog competition, if you lose, I'll let you learn to bark like a dog, quickly bark like a dog!"
"Yeah, if you don't scream, I'll cut your chicken into pieces!"
"Stop wasting laozi's time, quickly learn to bark like a dog!"
"..."
In an instant, the crowd was enraged, and many people started to clamor.
Everyone present could see that Lin Jingyu was obviously unhappy with that sword and wanted to mess with him on purpose. Now, they had collectively created a situation for him, and could be considered as repaying the latter's favor!
"You all..." Seeing the cold gazes around him, Xiang Jian's face paled.
He knew that others would not care about him!
In their hearts, it was always the benefits that came first!
Now that Lin Jingyu had successfully opened the inheritance channel, everyone had to respect him!
Immediately after, his life or death had been betrayed by them!
However, if he acted like a dog in front of so many people, then his glorious reputation would be completely ruined!
"Lin Jingyu! I'll kill you! "
Suddenly, the pair of Xiang Jian's eyes turned red and he immediately let out an explosive roar. In an instant, the berserk Flaming Lion martial spirit appeared above his head, a storm of elemental energy of the fire attribute appearing without a doubt!
"Hehe, peak of the 7th level of the Spirit realm. Is it that strong?"
Lin Jingyu's eyes suddenly changed, above his head, an incomparably large white dragon, brandishing its dragon claws, instantly took shape!
That's right!
Moon-White Whale Flood Dragon!
The silver-white light scattered onto Lin Jingyu's body, causing the aura of the spirit energy on Lin Jingyu's body to suddenly increase explosively!
"Lin Jingyu, I want to kill you!"
Xiang Jian had yet to finish speaking when an illusionary figure appeared in front of him like a miracle!
Boom!
At this moment!
Lin Jingyu did not wait for the sword to react, with one palm, he shot out like lightning!
Puff!
This palm unerringly smashed into the chest of that Xiang Jian. Immediately, the latter flew backwards and fell onto the ground. A mouthful of fresh blood was instantly poured out from his throat!
Upon seeing this, the expressions of the crowd faltered.
This Lin Jingyu, was too ruthless!
Before the man finished his sentence, the killer had already gone down!
"Your strength..."
Xiang Jian looked at Lin Jingyu in shock!
He could not believe that Lin Jingyu, who had not made a move all this time, would actually be so terrifying!
How was this the cultivation of the 4th level of the Spirit realm!
Fighting with a cultivator at the 8th level of the Spirit realm was no problem at all!
"Has anyone ever told you that ordinary dead people die from talking too much?"
Lin Jingyu immediately appeared beside Xiang Jian, and said that, with a whip kick, he fiercely stepped on the latter's back!
Pointing his right hand, his eyes were cold:
"Call me master!" Crawl for me! "