Chapter 682 I’ll take you on your way

The next second, his clothes were torn into pieces, revealing his old skin, but on his forehead, a water chestnut corner strangely appeared, and it was extremely sharp, like a blade.

At the same time, the old man's originally skinny body became much more muscular, with muscles bulging as if they were made of steel, giving people a feeling of ferocity and domineering.

"go to hell."

The old man roared and tore his hands apart suddenly, causing the air to explode violently. Then a pair of inky black wings appeared out of thin air behind him, covering the sky.

Lin Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a strong interest in his eyes.

The old man laughed loudly, with excitement in his eyes: "Haha, little guy, how can these ordinary people imagine my methods?"

After he finished speaking, the old man suddenly bent his legs, and his body shot out like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of Lin Chen.

Lin Chen's mind trembled, and the next moment, he felt a tremendous pressure coming, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chen felt a tightness in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew backwards.

"A worthless waste..." The old man sneered and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

However, at this moment, he suddenly realized something, a hint of fear flashed in his turbid eyes, and he quickly looked up.

I saw an extremely huge meteorite rushing towards me. Its vast power was enough to scare anyone.

The meteorite fell and smashed the old man to the ground. The air was filled with smoke and dust, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

After a moment, the dust settled and the old man disappeared. Only a huge pit ten feet deep and one kilometer in radius appeared in everyone's sight, as if it was caused by a falling meteorite.

Lin Chen walked slowly to the edge of the huge pit with a solemn face. He knew that the old man just now was not killed at all and still possessed powerful strength.

"It's really tricky..."

Lin Chen murmured, his brows filled with heaviness.

The next moment, he suddenly waved his hand, and in an instant, hundreds of sharp sword qi whizzed out and rushed towards the deep pit.

Hundreds of sword energies pierced fiercely into the ground, but did not kill the old man. Instead, they exploded directly and turned into strands of fine light, penetrating into the ground where the old man was hiding.

The next moment, the ground suddenly collapsed, and then a mutilated, shriveled body crawled out from underground.

This body can be described as skinny.

He had long hair and a pair of dull eyes that revealed a coldness. He was wearing a black robe that was stained with rust and looked extremely worn.

The old man stared at Lin Chen, with an evil smile on his face: "As expected of a young talent, you have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. No wonder you can be called a demon."

He grinned, his teeth were sharp and flashing with cold light: "But, even if it is so, what does it matter? I am the son of destiny, destined to be reborn. Today, I will send you off."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's figure accelerated suddenly, as fast as a ghost, and in an instant he came close to Lin Chen. He stretched out his right arm, his fingers were like hooks, emitting a cold and dim light, and grabbed towards Lin Chen's neck. His speed was so fast that it was hard to defend against.

Lin Chen's eyes flashed, he shouted coldly, clenched his fists suddenly, and then suddenly blasted out.

The two claws collided and a violent gust of wind swept over, breaking the surrounding trees, causing leaves to fly and sand to splash everywhere.

Deng Deng stared.

Both of them took three steps back, half a foot apart.

"Interesting. It seems that it will be difficult to kill this guy if he is hiding."

The old man grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth, and looked at Lin Chen with a sinister look.

"Suffer to death."

The next moment, he stomped his foot hard, and the rock-hard floor cracked instantly. Then, he rushed towards Lin Chen like an arrow from Li Xuan, carrying violent force.

Lin Chen's expression gradually became solemn, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he grasped the spiritual spear at his waist with his right hand and pulled it out suddenly. The dazzling spear light burst out, like a dragon emerging from the sea, and went straight to meet him.

The two separated with the sound of metallic clashing.

"It's time to end." The old man said coldly.

"It's still unclear who will live and who will die."

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

The next moment, he suddenly stepped down with his right foot, and the ground suddenly cracked. Then, his figure turned into an illusory afterimage and suddenly appeared in front of the old man. The spiritual spear in his hand stabbed straight out, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, cunning and poisonous.

The old man shook his head, stretched out his right palm, and his five fingers, like a palm-leaf fan, directly clasped Lin Chen's shoulders.

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and then Lin Chen felt as if his shoulders were being pressed down by a mountain. His body couldn't help but shake, a look of pain appeared on his face, and veins appeared on his forehead.

"Die." The old man grinned, kicked out with his left leg suddenly, and with a terrifying force, he kicked heavily on Lin Chen's chest.

Lin Chen's body flew far away like a kite with a broken string, and finally crashed into a giant ancient tree more than ten feet away, causing the tree to explode.

He struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the old man not far away with cold eyes.

Although he was at a slight disadvantage in the previous confrontation, he still had the confidence that he could fight to the death with the opponent.

"Little guy, I know it's a bit difficult to defeat you easily in my current state, but..." The old man licked his dry lips and stared at Lin Chen with burning eyes, extremely greedy.

Hearing this, murderous intent flashed in Lin Chen's eyes. He raised the spiritual spear in his hand without hesitation and rushed forward again.

However, this time, he felt his scalp tingling before he even got close to the old man.

The old man laughed strangely, and with a flick of his right hand, a pitch-black long sword appeared in his hand. He chopped fiercely, and a series of clanging sounds of metal clashing rang out. Black rays of light like steel needles shot towards Lin Chen madly, densely packed, there were more than a thousand of them.

Lin Chen's face changed slightly, he quickly stopped his attack and retreated quickly.

scoff.

A dark stream of light tore through the air and almost pierced through Lin Chen's head.

He steadied his body and looked down, and was shocked to find that the dark light column was actually a bunch of silver needles as thin as cow hair. Each of these silver needles was comparable to a steel nail, and they were coated with some kind of highly poisonous substance. Just one look at it would make people dizzy, nauseous and vomit.

"Nice baby, just what I need."

Seeing this, Lin Chen's eyes lit up slightly, and he circled his hands to catch all the silver needles. He was not afraid at all, but instead laughed out loud.

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and threw the spear high into the air. Immediately, his muscles swelled and an extremely rich energy enveloped his body.

"Xuanwu Bajiquan."

He threw a low punch, and the energy on his fist boiled, as if it was burning. Faintly, there was a dragon-shaped energy lingering around it, with astonishing power.

The shadow of Xuanwu and the old man collided with each other, making a huge muffled sound.