Chapter 163 (1/2)

”If you have nothing to do, come to me and die, isn't it the one who died?”

Luo Chen said in a slow voice. He didn't take Suo Ming's attack to heart at all, even if he was playing hot outside.

”See? As long as you are strong enough, even if others want to kill you, there is no way for you. ”

Luo Chen looked at Lin Wanqing and the son of a bitch and added.

”I see, master.”

Lin Wanqing's son of a bitch nodded and promised.

”Forget it, I'll go out and get rid of him.”

Luo Chen skimmed his lips, walked to the edge of the aura mask, looked at lock Ming and said.

”Hey, stop. I'll go out and fight you.”

”Ah? OK. ”

When Suo Ming heard Luo Chen's words, he obediently stopped the action in his hand, stepped back and let Luo Chen come out.

Without any hesitation, Luo Chen walked out and stood opposite Suo Ming.

”I'm out. Go on.”

”Hum, who gives you confidence?”

Lock Ming snorted coldly, clenched the long sword in his hand and stabbed Luo Chen fiercely.

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Luo Chen directly raised his hand and patted his sword to one side, and then the whole man stumbled forward.

Oh

Luo Chen clapped a palm in the middle of lock Ming's shoulder and clapped it aside.

Thump, thump, thump... Suo Ming stumbled a few more steps and almost fell to the ground.

After barely stabilizing his body, lock Ming showed a cruel look on his ordinary face and looked at Luo Chen fiercely.

”Just now I was just testing it. Don't be complacent.”

Lock Ming looked at Luo Chen and explained, as if he had been slapped aside and lost a big man.

”Don't explain to me. Just keep these words to deceive yourself.”

Luo Chen waved his hand and said slowly. He didn't take lock Ming's words seriously at all.

”Hum! Then I'll be serious this time. You should be careful not to be cut off by my sword! ”

Lock mingleng drank, then lifted the sword again and rushed straight towards Luo Chen, with the sword tip pointing directly at Luo Chen's chest.

Luo Chen took out a thing and held it in his hand, but it was not a Fuling sword, but a folding fan.

Lock Ming's eyes were slightly cold. Luo Chen looked down on himself too much. Did he want to use this thing to deal with himself? It's a shame. I can't bear it. I can't bear it!

Thinking, Suo Ming accelerated the speed of his legs and rushed straight to Luochen, trying to kill Luochen as soon as possible.

When!

Luo Chen moves half a beat slower than Suo Ming, but Suo Ming's joy falls heavily before it rises, because Luo Chen blocks his sword to one side again and perfectly avoids his attack.

”Hehe, that's it?”

Luo Chen sneered and opened his mouth. Then he folded the fan in his hand and pulled straight to lock Ming's head with this strength.

Suo Ming was shocked and hurried to avoid.

Whoosh... The folding fan wiped his hair and flew over, bringing up a strand of hair. The strong wind hurt his face.

”Hiding very fast.”

Luo Chen muttered, and then his feet turned, and the folding fan in his hand pulled towards lock Ming again.

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