Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

Lin Chuan's eyes condensed, the sword intent condensed, and then the sword came out.

Cut the void!

This split, unexpectedly rolled up a burst of sword energy.

Like the wind, it swept forward quickly.

call out!

I saw a lush tree on the side of the road dozens of steps away.

A branch of a tree suddenly broke and fell to the ground.

No one cares about the people passing by, just as the remnants that fall by themselves.

But if you look closely.

You will find that the cross-section of the tree branches is extremely smooth and clean, as if being cut by a laser!

"Dugu Nine Swords, sword qi can hurt and kill people!"

Lin Chuan looked ahead, where the tree branches fell.

Inwardly, there was a slight turbulence.

The move just now was the sword power he condensed from his sword practice.

The sword power turned into sword energy, surging out from the sword body.

It was able to cut down the tree branches silently.

This kind of power, even if it can't break the too strong bones, but if it is aimed at the weak points of the neck.

In an instant, a hundred steps away can kill people!

It's horrible!

And this is just an introductory sword move.

Being able to dominate the world alone in martial arts, this solitary nine swords is really extraordinary!

Lin Chuan collected the sword.

A few hours of cultivation takes effort and effort.

It's not easy.

I was about to take a break, go back to close the store, and practice the mantra.

Da da…

There was a rush of footsteps.

Later, I saw a middle-aged man with a square face, approaching the funeral shop very respectfully, and nodding to Lin Chuan very politely and friendly.

"This little brother, can you ask, that hidden world... No, this funeral shop owner, is he there?"

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(PS: Tomorrow and weekend, prepare to have epilepsy codewords, don’t be mad or be a devil, keep your hands on the keyboard!! Everyone, come with me!).

Chapter 61: Death tape? Sadako? [New book asks for flowers, asks for evaluation votes]

"Boss? I am."

Lin Chuan stood still, carefully observing the people in front of him.

He is a burly figure, and he walks swiftly and steadily. At first glance, he has been professionally trained, like a soldier.

Moreover, after Taoism came up, Lin Chuan didn't have the means to probe human beings.

In the dark, one can also feel the spiritual power contained in the person in front of him.

It's just too humble.

At most, it will take a few years to do it, which is really not enough.

"Are you the boss?"

Han Shan's eyes stared.

It was obvious on his face that there was a flash of surprise and surprise.

There is no other reason, but Lin Chuan is too young!

In his cognition, all hermit masters are the bones of immortality, eighty or ninety-year-old elders.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him is so young!

This age is probably ten years younger than him.

Can actually write and draw the supreme talisman, kill the ghosts and gods!

Han Shan's heart trembled.

After a long time of horror, there was a spirit that hurriedly bent over, very sincere.

"Boss, I have something to ask!"

"beg me?"

Lin Chuan rubbed his chin.

This is a novelty.

Look at this man's look, so cautious, and the things he entrusted to him, I'm afraid it's not mundane things.

After thinking about it, Lin Chuan stepped into the store.

"come in."

"thank you boss!"

Han Shan followed closely.

Entering the funeral shop, Lin Chuan sat down on the sofa chair inside.

Seeing Lin Chuan sitting down, Han Shan didn't dare to sit, but stood respectfully and Hou stood by.

"What do you want me to do? I'm a funeral shop owner."