Chapter 648: Unexpected Provocation "Even if the old man is smashed to pieces, he will never let you succeed!" After finishing speaking, the old man waved his spear again and stabbed at Lin Yun. Lin Yun's face darkened, and the Nine Dragons coffin in his hand was sacrificed again. "Old man, let me show you how strong I am!" The old man sneered and ignored it at all. boom! The two collided again. The old man was so shocked that he vomited blood again and again, flew upside down several tens of feet away, and fell heavily on the ground, breathing weakly. "snort!"

The old man shook the spear in his hand, got up from the ground, stared at Lin Yun with a livid face, and said coldly: "Boy, you are very strong, I am ashamed of myself. But don't be too happy too early, this old man won't let you leave alive!" "Hmph! If you can leave alive, I will lose!" After finishing speaking, Lin Yun stopped talking nonsense, stomped the sole of his foot on the ground, and disappeared instantly. When he appeared again, he was already behind the old man. "Little bastard, I will let you know today that Tuf is not something you can provoke!" The old man let out a loud roar, and a dazzling light radiated from his body, like a round of sun, illuminating the surroundings. "No!" Lin Yun snorted coldly, Jiulong pulled the coffin and smashed it down again. The old man's face changed, and he hurriedly waved his spear to resist. However, when Jiulong pulled the coffin down again, he was thrown out again. With a bang, the old man hit the ground hard, with blood spattering from his mouth, looking extremely embarrassed. "It's impossible! You are a junior, how could you have such a terrifying attack."!" The old man's face was full of horror, he couldn't imagine how Lin Yun cultivated. "Old man, today I will abolish your cultivation first!" Lin Yun snorted coldly, pulled the coffin of Nine Dragons in his hand, and smashed it down again. "No! I'll destroy you first!" The old man roared, The body shot up again, stabbing at Lin Yun.

But, at this time, Lin Yun's figure flashed again, appearing above the old man's head. boom! The Nine Dragons coffin in Lin Yun's hand smashed down again. Pooh! The old man vomited blood again and flew backwards, hitting the ground hard. "Little bastard, even if I die today, I will hold you back!" Gritting his teeth, the old man let out a roar, and his body suddenly swelled up. "Not good! This old guy is about to ignite the primordial spirit!" Lin Yun's expression changed drastically. "Haha! Lin Yun, this old man wants to tear your corpse into thousands of pieces, so you can be buried with this old man!" The old man roared angrily, and the vitality in his body poured into his body in an instant like a torrent. call! The old man took a sharp breath, and a hideous look appeared on his face. "Little bastard, go to hell!" After finishing speaking, the skin on the surface of the old man's body suddenly swelled up like a ball, and streams of rich spiritual energy poured into his body continuously. Once he explodes, it will be a devastating attack! "No! He must not be allowed to blow himself up, otherwise, my situation will be in danger!" Lin Yun gritted his teeth and grabbed the Nine Dragons coffin in his hand. "Die!" The old man roared, gripped the spear tightly with both hands, and stabbed it out fiercely. Puff! The spear pierced into the coffin of Jiulong, and Lin Yun's body was pierced with blood rushing out. "Haha! You are still defeated after all!" A cruel smile appeared on the old man's face. "Old dog, you are too crazy!" Suddenly, Lin Yun let out a low cry. The next moment, the spiritual energy in his body quickly poured into the minister who pulled the coffin in Nine Dragons. Click!

There was a crisp cracking sound. "Huh? What's that sound?" The old man frowned slightly, with a puzzled look on his face. But, before he could think about it, he felt a sharp pain all over his body. Click! Click! Pieces of flesh and blood were torn off by Jiulong's coffin. Lin Yun's face was gloomy. Although his aura is strong, the Nine Dragons Coffin is just a mortal weapon after all, and it is still incomplete. Therefore, Lin Yun could only use the most primitive way to crush all the bones and muscles in the old man's body. In this way, Lin Yun will save a lot of trouble. "…"ah.....!" The old man screamed, and the blood all over his body sprayed wildly. "You, you dare to insult me ​​like this, I will kill you!" The old man was extremely angry. He is a super expert at the peak of the Saint King, and his strength is so tyrannical that even if the Saint Wang Qiang meets him, he must go all out. But now he was beaten into such a mess by Lin Yun, a stinky boy who didn't even grow up, how could he swallow this pain? "You little bastard, I will let you die today!" After finishing speaking, the old man jumped up and rushed towards Lin Yun again. "If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price!" With a cold smile on the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, the Nine Dragons coffin in his hand fell down again. Puchi! Lin Yun was smashed again and seriously injured. "Little beast, how can you resist the old man now?" The crazy look on the old man's face became more and more intense. "Little bastard, go to hell!" The old man's eyes were red, he yelled frantically, and stabbed fiercely with the spear in his hand. Lin Yun's face was extremely ugly, and he could feel the old man's terrifying power star. .