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Chapter 401: Strength Crush(2/2)

Qin Haohan moved his ankles: "I still don't agree with you when I look at you. Do I want me to deal with you without even having my feet?"

Lin Muyang, who was already desperate, couldn't help but ignite another glimmer of hope.

He originally planned to admit defeat no matter what Qin Haohan said, but he didn't use his hands or feet, and he didn't use his mental power. Can't he win such a battle?

Then I am really a waste.

Intuition told him that Qin Haohan, a seemingly loyal guy, had absolutely impure goals, but reason told him that the other party should be bluffing.

How can he fight without hands and feet? He couldn't think of it at all.

However, Lin Muyang became smarter this time. He said with a shameless look: "You can't use your knees and elbows."

Qin Haohan smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Lin Muyang once again aroused the desire to fight and limped up.

The people in the audience started to cheer wildly, and even Lin Muyang's fans couldn't stand it anymore. They really had no face to cheer him up.

Lin Muyang couldn't care so much. In order to leave the ground and go to the boat of life, he gave up everything.

He jumped up with a flying sword in his hand: "Qin Haohan! All of this is what you have asked for, I want your life!"

Kill with one sword!

A golden dragon rose behind Qin Haohan, suppressing his bloodline!

Lin Muyang didn't care too much. He thought he had the blood of a real dragon, so would he be suppressed by others?

But he didn't know that Qin Haohan was the bloodline of the Dragon King, and he suppressed it very hard, and most of his strength disappeared instantly.

"This...this is impossible!"

Lin Muyang's pupils were dilated, and he couldn't believe this scene.

Qin Haohan is not a simple suppression, and the domain power is opened up, directly suppressing 60% of the opponent's strength.

Originally, the strength was just the difference between heaven and earth. If it was reduced by 60%, the opponent was increasing by 30%, and the scene was terrible.

Lin Muyang was as slow as a snail in Qin Haohan's eyes. He stepped forward calmly and bit Lin Muyang's wrist holding the sword, and his bones instantly shattered.

"Hey hey... it hurts!"

Lin Muyang's hands hurt, and what hurts even more is his heart.

My heart can't help but feel pain.
Chapter completed!
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