Lin Chen looked at Yu Le, who had an evil grin at the door, and said calmly, "That's me. Do you need something from me?"
As he spoke, the Tianyan Ancient Sword had quietly appeared within Lin Chen's sleeve.
Yu Le coldly said, "Yes, I need to borrow something from you."
"What is it?" Lin Chen asked.
"Your head." As his words fell, Yu Le had already made a move.
His fan-like palm suddenly struck down towards Lin Chen.
He didn't use full force; in his eyes, killing a little guy at Earth Rank level 5 was simply shameful.
At that instant, Lin Chen's wrist suddenly lifted.
From Yu Le's perspective, Lin Chen's action was undoubtedly like striking a rock with an egg.
A little guy at Earth Rank level 5 trying to block an attack from a Heaven Rank level 3 expert was simply courting death.
"Two hundred thousand gold coins so easily in hand." Yu Le's face showed a trace of a smug smile.
But at this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.
"Ah!"
