Beauty and the Bodyguard Chapter 10849:

Kong Shu smiled triumphantly: "The fan(s)s like Lin Yi's are laymen after all, they will believe whatever we say."

"I don't have any brains at all, but if I try again, I will be hooked sooner or later."

The staff echoed: "Lin Yi probably wouldn't have imagined that if he was killed, not only would he lose his position as the giant boss today, but his group of Brain-dead fans would also be harvested by the eldest son, leaving him with nothing but money. "

"After today, these Brain-dead fans of his will definitely turn from fans to black fans and become black fans for a lifetime."

Kong Shu said calmly: "He is a grassroots man, what does he need so many fans for? Is he worthy?"

What happened in the ruins of the Temple of Time before has completely cut off his desire to compete hard with Lin Yi.

With Lin Yi's current level of strength, even if he is not a useless person, he can use the rich background of the Kong family in all directions, but he cannot match it at all.

However, even if he can't compete with his hard skills, it doesn't prevent him from using other styles to trample Lin Yi to death.

After today, Lin Yi will be completely knocked out of the dust, and they will never turn over!

At this moment, Lin Yi and Kong Jian were standing opposite each other in the martial arts arena.

Kong Jian raised his eyelids and said casually: "I think you are not bad, if you are willing to help me, I can save your life."

The tone and demeanor did not conceal his condescension.

Lin Yi showed a strange face: "Haven't done it yet. Listening to Your Excellency, why does it seem that you have already won?"

Kong Jian sneered back: "You can't even get through the heart knife, how can you fight with me? I don't think you are so stupid that you don't even have this self-knowledge?"

Lin Yi smiled: "Then what if I say that I just pretended?"

"Huh?"

Kong Jian couldn't help being taken aback, and then took a deep look at Lin Yi: "The jokes you said are not funny at all. Do you have the right to pretend to be a pig in front of me and take pictures of yourself when you piss?"

At the same time, online and offline are ridiculed.

From the perspective of watching the audience from the outside, Lin Yi's words are forcibly trying to win his respect. To put it bluntly, it is purely swollen face to fill fatty.

Lin Yi smiled slightly and did not refute.

Regarding his performance, Kong Jian was inexplicably annoyed, feeling that he had been poked in a sore spot.

"Then let me take a good look, is your pig pretending to be real or not!"

While speaking, Kong Jian stretched out his hand to hold it in the air, and the rusty knife ten meters away immediately fell into his hand spontaneously, and directly slashed at him.

Under the pressure of the majestic knife pressure, the space is compressed and detonated layer by layer. When the pressure reaches the top of Lin Yi, it has become a huge mountain of swords showing its fierce appearance!

One shot is a Ten-thousand-year skill.

Everyone in the audience was excited.

If they were in the current position of Lin Yi, most of them wouldn't even have the thought of resisting, let alone making a move. In the face of the absolute power gap, any so-called courage and will would be nothing. a joke.

Lin Yi didn't move, but stood where he was, and directly received the Ten-thousand-year knife with his body.

"Are you scared stupid?"

Everyone unconsciously opened their eyes wide, impatient to see Lin Yi's end.

As for Kong Jian, he had already put away the rusty knife at this time, acting as if the battle was over.

Lin Yi can't even bear the 9,000-year-old Xin Dao, and now facing the real Ten-thousand-year Dao, if he can survive, he will be damned.

If Lin Yi is smarter and pulls away in time the moment he strikes the knife, then there may still be a chance of escaping the catastrophe.

As for presently, he is already a dead man.

Boom!

The mountain of knives fell, completely engulfing Lin Yi without leaving any dead ends.

A group of sailors and forest blacks immediately cheered. They have never seen such a shocking killing move, and they will never believe that anyone can survive such a killing move.

Only the most loyal fans of Lin Yi pray secretly.

A moment later, the aftermath of the martial arts field dissipated, and the figure of Lin Yi's came into view again.

Unscathed.

Everyone's eyes are straight.

Kong Jian himself was even more dumbfounded, mumbling aphasia: "How is it possible?"

Lin Yi nodded in agreement: "Yes, how is it possible?"

Kong Jian, who had been condescending just now, was suddenly choked and speechless.

If this knife just failed to kill Lin Yi in seconds, he could barely accept it, but presently didn't even leave a single scar, which is too outrageous.

He smashed a whole Ten-thousand-year skill into it!

It can only be said that intermediate divine bodies are really rare in the world of human cultivation.

A high-level person like Kong Jian, even if he has heard of its name, has only a vague guess as to how abnormal its protective power is. As for whether the guess is reliable, there is no way to verify it.

Beat him to death, he would never have imagined that the Ten-thousand-year knife he was proud of would scrape so well in front of the Lin Yi's intermediate **** body!

"Is it my turn next?"

Lin Yi pulled out the Demon Devouring Sword with a dull expression. The pitch-black blade exudes a heart-stopping and dangerous luster, and at the same time, there is an inexplicable longing.

The duel between knives and swords has always been the most primitive and ancient classic duel.

With the spirituality of the Demon Devouring Sword, it can naturally sense the strength of the rusty knife on the opposite side, and it can't wait to have a shocking collision with the opponent!

Feeling the inexplicable threat from the Demon Devouring Sword, Kong Jian couldn't help frowning slightly.

As a generation of sword king, he is no stranger to the challenges of top swordsmen.

But never once, just relying on a sword itself made him so afraid.

"What a devil sword with a fierce face!"

Kong Jian snorted coldly, and the mysterious and majestic power of the time rule poured into the rusty knife crazily, and the rust spots on its surface immediately began to fall off spontaneously, emitting circle after circle of faint ripples.

Every wave mark is a round of time.

It seems that there are endless years in it, running through the past and penetrating the past and the present.

"Saiyue Knife! This is the legendary Suiyue Knife! It seems that Kong Jian is finally going to do it for real!"

In the mouths of all the sailors, Kong Jian's Ten-thousand-year knife just now suddenly turned into a light temptation, as if Kong Jian was not ready to make any effort at all, and just greeted Lin Yi politely.

When the presently Suiyue Knife is out of its sheath, the battle really begins.

For this set of rhetoric, there are quite a few online and offline viewers who believe it to be true. After all, the rhetorical question of the gang of sailors is quite confusing.

"Do you really think that Kong Jian can't break the Lin Yi's defense if he goes all out?"

Even the most loyal Lin Yi fans can hardly maintain confidence in the face of this rhetorical question, let alone those who are not optimistic about Lin Yi's.