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This smile caused the extremely confident person in front of him to hesitate. He obviously didn't think that Lin Zichen had gone mad and was still laughing like a madman even before his death. There must be a reason for this.

”Hehe, Lin Jun, do you think you can escape from my hands alive?”

Lin Zichen sneered, ”Of course, not only is it okay, I'm going to tear you to shreds!”

That person was stunned. Tear him to pieces? This was not the tone Lin Zichen had once used.

”Good, haha, it has been hundreds of years since I last met an opponent. Today, I want to see just how you will tear me apart!”

Lin Zichen slightly frowned. A few hundred years? He seemed to have realized something.

First of all, he immediately recognized this person. It was none other than Song Jue. The Jing Family's Song. Jing Zhihe, also known as Song. Jing Lisha's third uncle.

However, he did not know that Song Qing was that strong. Jing Zhi knew why this person had appeared in the Ghost Space, but one thing he was sure of was that this person was either not the real deal. If you know, you'll have to let go. Jing Zhi was no ordinary person.

At the very least, it would not be as simple as what he had seen.

After speaking, Jing Zhi He's face became sinister. His entire body instantly grew two to three times larger, and he almost looked down at Lin Zichen who was in front of him.

Lin Zi Chen was not afraid at all, and said: ”I don't know about Song …” What was going on with the Jing Family? He's not human at all. Maybe you... But no matter what, I have said that I will tear you apart today! ”

As he spoke, Lin Zichen leaped high into the air and landed a punch on Song Jin. On Jing Zhi and his sturdy arm.

Dong!

After a punch, Matsui. Jing Zhi took a few steps back and drew two long lines on the ground.

Matsumoto was taken aback. ”You …”

Lin Zi Chen sneered and said nothing!

As for Ichiro Wu and the others in the tolerance group, they were completely stunned. This … Pine. Jing Zhi and Lin Zichen were not on the same level, but the insignificant Lin Zichen was actually able to relax with a single punch. So far... so far.

”What's going on? You're sure this is Matsui. ”You know what's good for you?” Ichiro Wu said.

”Yes, President.” Jing Lisha had been nurturing the ghosts and gods of the Demonic Space into a relaxed state. Right now, he has the power of the Spirit King, and if it was not so, how could he have suddenly grown so much? ” Master Yin Yang said.

Ichiro Wu nodded his head, but his face was soon filled with anxiety. ”Hmph, you can't even kill Lin Zichen like this, what do you think? Would he be able to defeat the Spirit King's power and shatter the Spirit God Space? ”

Hearing this, the two of them revealed looks of terror before lowering their heads, not daring to speak.

Although he didn't say it, Ichiro Wu also understood. It was obvious that in their eyes, there was nothing Lin Zichen couldn't do with his strength.

Inside the Ghost Space, Lin Zichen saw Song Qing. Jing Jiu was knocked several meters back, but he still showed no signs of stopping. He followed his opponent to a more relaxed state. He threw another punch in front of Song Jue, aiming directly at him. The belly of the well!

Dong!

Song.Jing Zhi and his entire expression changed. His face was filled with pain after his facial features had been dislocated.

”You brought about your own destruction!”

He gritted his teeth and released a gray gas that looked unkempt and full of a rotten smell.

Lin Zi Chen frowned slightly: ”Hmph, so you're a ghost or god after all, Sang …” Is there anyone still alive in the Jing Family? ”

”You have no right to know!”

As he said that, Song Jue's expression darkened. Jing Zhi and his arm shot out towards Lin Zichen, while his other hand gripped tightly onto his two darts.

Of course, all of this was captured by Lin Zichen. He completely ignored the strange dart and directly went forward to grab Song Qing. Jing Zhihe's arm immediately released a strong force. He could not move.

At this moment, the darts had already reached him. The distance between the two was less than a dozen centimeters. As soon as the darts was shot, it instantly flew towards Lin Zichen.

Lin Zichen ignored it, letting the dart hit his body. But what shocked everyone was that there was a sharp metallic clang, and the strange dart directly deformed and fell to the ground.

Matsumoto was taken aback. ”You... ”Your fleshly body …”

”Humph, if you knew about the Dragon Elephant Stage in the Martial Dao, you definitely wouldn't be as arrogant as me!”

After Lin Zi Chen said this, he clenched his teeth and punched Song Jue. Jing Zhihe's head only heard a cracking sound, as if a skull had been shattered. Jing Zhihe immediately spat out a mouthful of dark red blood that was close to turning black.

At this moment, Song. Jing Zhihe's head was already caved in, but he still revealed a sinister smile.

”Hehe, so you have cultivated a physical body technique. However, I will let you know how powerful this Ghost God Space is!”