"What?"
The Holy Son of the Extreme Sun was shot to death, which was even more shocking than the previous shooting of the four elders.
This is one of the inheritors of the Yang Temple, and it is also the Holy Son, and now he is dead outside, which is a big deal.
Although he does not have a special physique and is not the most important Holy Son of the Yang God Temple, he can be called a Holy Son, and it is not something that can be killed easily.
This will suffer the most insane revenge from the Sun Temple.
"Bastard, do you know what the hell you've done."
The Sect Master was furious, unable to bear the anger in his heart.
He knew that something big was going to happen this time, and if it wasn't resolved, even if it was the Holy Immortal Sect, it would be implicated.
Lin Fan glanced around, the altar was dripping blood, stained with the blood of the Immortal Powerhouse.
"It's not enough!"
He moved, but stopped in an instant, and the guy in the storage ring was beating, very active.
"You guy, you promised me."
The stone bench yelled, he wanted to become the stone bench that killed the real immortal, but the other party lied to him and never gave him a chance.
"Your hardness is not enough, I'm afraid you can't bear it."
Lin Fan was a little helpless, the stone bench was too concerned about his own performance, but now in this situation, he had jumped too much, and he was worried that the stone bench would not be able to withstand such a bombardment, but in the end, if it was damaged, the gains outweighed the losses.
"I can do it, I'm improving, use me quickly."
The stone bench proved itself, and suddenly there was a bright divine light.
The stone bench was originally sat under the buttocks, but after a long time, it became spiritual and became a thing of its own.
"Okay!"
Lin Fan put away the altar, took one leg of the stone bench, disappeared in place, and rushed into the crowd.
He didn't know who these people were or what they were doing, so since they came, let's clean up together.
The tiger enters the flock and kills directly.
In the eyes of everyone, the current scene is very strange, the ten-meter-tall giant, holding a very small stone bench, they can't understand it.
"Damn, this is a mad dog, what does it have to do with us."
There is a Holy Son who retreated, they just came to the Holy Immortal Sect as a guest, and they were not from the Holy Immortal Sect, how could this person make a move on him.
"This man insults us, kill."
A holy son wearing blood-colored armor and holding a long knife had a gloomy tone and a monstrous battle intent.
They are holy sons, how can they be reproached?
It's just that what makes him desperate is that those guys, who keep backing down, are not ready to go up with him at all.
"Martial Saint Son, you better retreat quickly, this matter is none of our business, don't get too involved."
With the persuasion of the Holy Son, the other party dares to kill single-handedly, so he is naturally sure.
And the battle record is in front of you, the Holy Son of Zhiyang was slapped to death, the strength of the other party is unfathomable, and there is no deep hatred with them, why bother to do it with others for the sake of the Holy Immortal Sect, and make a fuss in vain.
"Hmph, this person is rampant and can't bear it, so let this Holy Son meet him for a while and see what he can do."
The Wild Martial Saint Son was not convinced, there was a flame boiling in his eyes, the blood-colored armor was glowing with blood, and the long knife in his hand was covered with brilliance.
With a slash, the blade covered the periphery and attacked directly towards Lin Fan.
Lin Fan didn't dodge, but went directly to the top, poof, the knife left a mark on his body, there were many small wounds, and at the same time, blood overflowed.
"Hurt."
The Martial Saint Son was excited, and when he saw the other party bleeding, he was overjoyed, "Look at it, this Holy Son made a move, and he was injured, and this kind of strength made you back down, which is extremely disappointing." ” The retreating Tianjiao were shocked, and they were not excited because the Martial Saint Son had killed the other party, but that person had already attacked, and the target was the Martial Saint Son.
"Be careful!"
Someone reminded.
"Hmph, what's there to be careful about."
The Martial Saint Son was disdainful, but when he reacted, a huge figure appeared in front of him, and the knife in his hand was slashed in the air, with extraordinary power and the ability to open up the world.
"It's very spiritual."
Lin Fan raised his hand, grabbed it with his five fingers, and directly took the blade empty-handed, and with a snort, the blade sank into the thick palm and spurted out a large amount of blood.
The Wild Martial Saint Son was overjoyed, this person was sick, and he resisted with his bare hands, and was slashed by his treasure knife, but suddenly, he only felt the wind on the top of his head and wanted to retreat, but the long knife was deeply trapped in the palm of his hand, and he didn't move at all, and he was just about to abandon the knife and flee, when a terrifying scene broke out.
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"I'm going to kill immortals."
The stone bench was excited, and the light was even brighter, it had been waiting for a long time, but it had not waited for the opportunity, and even the human had forgotten about him.
At that time, it was fooled, it was a promise, and he would take it to kill immortals, how could he not keep his word.
Bang!
The stone bench struck a blow to the head, directly hitting the head of the Martial Saint Son.
A stream of blood spurted out, reaching dozens of feet, and his head was bleeding, and the scene was amazing.
"Ahh The Martial Saint Son hugged his head and screamed, a huge bag bulging out of his head, which was already congested, and his skull bones showed signs of shattering.
"It's so cool."
The stone bench was ecstatic, with an indescribable sense of pleasure.
"You're happy, you can't smash it."
The joy of the stone bench made Lin Fan very unhappy, the hardness was so poor that even the immortals couldn't be smashed to death, if it was an altar, it would have turned into a pile of flesh and blood.
Of course, he knew that the hardness of the stone bench was okay, but the edge was too bad.
"You dare to hurt me, looking for death."
The Martial Saint Son roared wildly, his eyes were blood-red, and his head was bubbling blood, which was extremely tragic, and he lost face in front of many Holy Sons and Holy Maidens.
Lin Fan was about to continue working, but because of this guy's words, he stopped, raised his hand, and slapped it away.
There was a snap, and the sound was very crisp.
The head of the Martial Saint Son spun uncontrollably, his neck twisted together, his skin twisted together, the wound opened, and the blood stabbed and spurted out.
Eventually, the neck hung down, but it wasn't dead yet, and at this point, the injury wasn't enough.
Raising his foot, a whip leg, covering the abdomen of the Martial Saint Son, directly sucked him out.
There was a constant click, and the bones shattered, and they were thrown directly into the group of holy sons and holy women.
Burst!
The Son of Martial Saint vomited blood, his limbs went limp, and he lay there dying.
"Kill!"
The Holy Immortal Sect Leader roared wildly, and the elders dispatched, all of them towards Lin Fan.
As for the disciples, they had long been confused, they didn't expect that someone would come to the Holy Immortal Sect to kill, and the sect leader had no choice.
Especially those holy sons and holy daughters, they are all arrogant existences, but now, standing there, they don't dare to move.
"I'm going to kill immortals."
The stone bench roared again, it was stained with blood, it belonged to the bloody body, full of fighting spirit, and thought it was the first shrine in the world.
God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.
Lin Fan picked up the stone bench and smashed it directly towards the attacking elders, the banging sound continued, and the screams of the elders were endless.
The blood reflected in the sky, staining the Holy Immortal Sect red.
"What a horrible man."
Some Tianjiao is frightened, they think that their strength is not weak, but after seeing this guy, they found that this person's strength is not weak.
These are the elders of the Holy Immortal Sect, their strength is immortal, and they are besieged, and they don't even take advantage of it.
The Holy Immortal Sect Leader, who was a little anxious, came to the side of the Wind Eagle Holy Son, "Holy Son, please help." ” The current situation is a little out of control, he doesn't know who the person is, and what kind of blood feud he has with the Holy Immortal Sect, so he can only ask the Holy Son for help temporarily.
The Holy Son of the Wind Eagle carried it with one hand, and took a step forward, with extraordinary momentum, and his voice was like thunder, "Brother Tai, give me the Wind Eagle a face, and stop here." ” When the sons and daughters heard about it, they began to talk.
"The Wind Eagle Holy Son has spoken, it seems that this matter is going to end here."
"It's hard to say, I found this person a little crazy, and he shouldn't give face."
Suddenly, just as these Tianjiao were discussing with each other, Lin Fan rose into the air, without saying a word, and directly attacked the Wind Eagle Holy Son.
"Toast, don't eat, eat and drink."
The Holy Son of the Wind Eagle was furious, and there were really not many people who were so faceless.
Suddenly, he moved, his body was like an eagle, his ten fingers were glowing with cold light, and he grabbed down, and the void was like a cloth, and ten pitch-black cracks were directly torn out.
Poof!
Lin Fan's body was covered with scratches and blood spilling, if it were someone else, I am afraid that under this blow, the body would have been divided long ago.
Throwing the stone bench in his hand, he threw it towards the Wind Eagle Holy Son, but was blocked by the other party, making a roaring sound.
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And at this moment, Lin Fan pinched his five fingers, and his huge fist covered half of the opponent's body, shining brightly and with amazing momentum, forming a torrent.
"Look for death."
With a cold light in his eyes, the Wind Eagle Holy Son used his magical fingering, and a soaring divine eagle appeared behind him, tearing through the claws of heaven and earth, and swooping down to tear Lin Fan's body to pieces.
Bang!
Fists collide with claws, creating a storm of power.
"It's a little ......"
Lin Fan just wanted to praise the other party for a few words, but suddenly, he saw the other party screaming, his ten fingers cracked, and his flesh and blood flew sideways, as if he had become a handless person.
"Let's take back what we just said."
It is difficult to estimate how strong he is now, only by looking for a real strong person can we know, even now, he has not shown the strongest strength, and he still has a backhand.
"Ahh The Wind Eagle Holy Son screamed miserably, his bloody arms, and he didn't know how many people were stunned.
"You can't kill me, I'm the Son of the Supreme Holy Land."
The majestic Wind Eagle Son who had previously topped the world had disappeared, and was replaced by a terrified pitiful worm.
Lin Fan didn't have the idea of killing the other party, he wanted to subdue everyone here, and begged for mercy on his knees.
After the other party's words came out, Lin Fan looked at the other party, stretched out his palm, grabbed it directly in his hand, and then threw it on the ground.
Burst!
The huge impact made him vomit blood, and the cervical vertebrae in his back snapped and broke.
"Stop!"
The Sect Master of the Holy Immortal Sect exclaimed, he was completely frightened, this is the Holy Son of the Great Holy Land, and he can't die here.
It's just that it's already too late.
Bang!
Lin Fan stepped on it with one foot and directly trampled the Wind Eagle Holy Son into a meat puree.
"What?
This guy trampled the Wind Eagle Holy Son to death, this is too violent, he is causing a big disaster. ” "That's right, although the Holy Son of the Wind Eagle is not the bloodline inheritor of the Holy Land, he is also the child of a big man, and if he is killed like this, the Holy Land will not give up."
"Do you think that the Holy Son of the Sun, the Martial Saint Son, their forces, will sit idly by?
You're naïve. ” Everyone was terrified, who was the giant and why was he so violent.