God-level wealthy son-in-law

Chapter 1195 Luo Lin died

"Death by your hands? I said you really think how powerful you are? You are worthy of a guy like you who wants my life?" Zhou Yi said with a look of disdain when he heard it. .

It's just a little Luo Lin, who dares to talk to himself like that?

Not to mention that he is from the Luo family, even if he is from the Black Lotus Sect, so what?

After all, he was just a peak eighth-level psyker, not even a ninth-level psyker.

To Zhou Yi, Luo Lin's strength was really not enough!

Even Xuanyuan Sword, the genius of the Xuanyuan family, was defeated in his hands, so what is Luo Lin?

When Luo Lin heard this, his face turned livid with anger. He didn't expect Zhou Yi to dare to talk to him like that!

Where did he get the courage?

You know, Luo Lin's status in the Luo family is very high.

He is Luo Sheng's confidant, usually responsible for some shady things, and Luo Sheng also trusts Luo Lin extremely.

It can be said that within the Luo family, Luo Lin is already under one person and above ten thousand people.

This kid is only a seventh-level psychic. Where did he have the guts to talk to himself like that?

Luo Lin said with cold eyes: "Boy, you are really brave. If this is the case, then I really want to see if you can survive today!?"

After Luo Lin finished speaking, the figure rushed towards Zhou Yi again.

This time, Luo Lin had already unleashed his full strength, and a large amount of spiritual power surged around him.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Lin's state had already reached its peak.

His whole body was like lightning, and his figure kept flickering in the air. Almost only for a moment, he came to Zhou Yi's body.

Luo Lin took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Boy, my Luo family is a big family in southern Xinjiang, and you can't provoke it!"

"Try this trick of mine, Broken Star Palm!"

After Luo Lin's words fell, his palm suddenly lifted up, and the spiritual power quickly condensed in his palm.

In just the blink of an eye, a huge storm of spiritual power was formed.

This palm seemed to be able to shatter stars, it was extremely tyrannical, and it came to Zhou Yi in an instant.

Zhou Yi looked at Luo Lin, and just smiled slightly, without any hint of panic on his face.

Broken Star Palm?

How dare you speak so loudly in front of yourself?

Zhou Yi shook his head lightly, and then said calmly: "It's just an ant, how dare you compete with Haoyue? Today I want to see how much strength you can make the young master use!"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand, then clenched into a fist.

He blasted forward with a calm punch.

This punch was upright, and it hit Luo Lin head-on.

After Luo Lin saw it, he just snorted coldly, without any fear, and still rushed towards Zhou Yi.

In the next second, the figures of the two collided violently. Strangely, there was no sound in the field.

Luo Lin and Zhou Yi stood facing each other, and neither of them stepped back.

But Zhou Yi's face was extremely flat, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

He looked at Luo Lin, and said slowly: "Hehe, it seems that your strength is not very good, Broken Star Palm? This name is a bit too exaggerated!"

The voice fell, and suddenly there was a muffled sound.

Luo Lin's arm trembled violently, and then he stepped back suddenly.

After taking several steps back, Luo Lin suddenly fell to the ground with a plop.

Until then, blood mist erupted from his body.

Luo Lin's face also became extremely pale, and he stared at Zhou Yi with wide eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

During the confrontation just now, Zhou Yi broke Luo Lin's arm with one punch.

At this time, Luo Lin's entire right arm had been comminuted and fractured, and the meridians in it were broken inch by inch, and there was no possibility of recovery!

Looking at Zhou Yi, Luo Lin couldn't help but exclaimed: "Boy, how is this possible? How can you have such a powerful strength? Who are you?"

When Zhou Yi heard this, he just casually glanced at Luo Lin without explaining.

To him, he was just a little Luo Lin, and he really didn't have the right to make himself afraid.

And Luo Lin couldn't bear it anymore, he clutched his arm and rolled back and forth on the ground.

Even though Luo Lin was a peak level eight psyker, he couldn't bear such severe pain.

You know, a comminuted fracture of the entire arm is equivalent to crippling Luo Lin!Even if he can go back safely this time, he will never achieve anything in the future!

Luo Lin rolled back and forth, and in just a moment, cold sweat poured out profusely, wetting his clothes.

He gasped heavily in pain, his chest was heaving continuously, and there was panic in his eyes.

But Zhou Yi said calmly: "You dare to fight with me with this ability, I really don't know what you think, hehe, it seems that the people of your Luo family are not very good!"

Zhou Yi said, shaking his head in disdain, his face full of contempt.

When Luo Lin heard it, he raised his head with difficulty, and said in a resentful voice: "Little boy, how dare you treat me like this, I guarantee you will regret it!"

"If our Patriarch finds out about this, you will never survive, and he will avenge me!"

After Zhou Yi heard it, he looked at Luo Lin with strange eyes.

He shook his head, then sighed softly: "Why are you idiots always so confident? The head of your Luo family? Hehe, what is that? Do you really think that the young master will be afraid?"

As Zhou Yi said, he had already walked up to Luo Lin.

He looked at Luo Lin condescendingly, and said playfully, "If I'm not wrong, it should be the head of the Luo family who asked you to do it, right? Does he want to die?"

As soon as the words fell, an extremely violent killing intent erupted, covering Luo Lin's body.

After Luo Lin felt it, he shuddered and looked at Zhou Yi in horror.

He clenched his teeth and said: "Boy, don't be complacent. I'm not a master in the Luo family. If you have the ability, just wait!"

Zhou Yi shook his head, too lazy to talk nonsense with Luo Lin.

He is just a waste of the Luo family, he is not qualified to waste so much time.

If the head of the Luo family came here in person, Zhou Yi might still be interested in chatting with him.

He suddenly raised his foot, and stepped on Luo Lin's chest with a sudden force.

The next second, there was a click sound, and Luo Lin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Zhou Yi dully.

When this foot fell, the spiritual power in Zhou Yi's body had already shattered Luo Lin's meridians, and he had no possibility of surviving.

Luo Lin looked straight at Zhou Yi, moved his lips, and then said with difficulty: "Little boy, you will regret it!"