Chapter 678

"What?"

Zhiyang Shengzi was shot dead, which can be compared with the previous four elders, but also to the shock.

This is one of the inheritors of the Yang Temple, but also the son of God. Now that he died outside, it was a big thing.

Although he has no special physique and is not the most important son of the Yang Temple, it is not easy to kill him if he can be called a saint.

This will suffer from the Yang Temple, the craziest revenge.

"Asshole, you know what you've done." The cult leader was frightened and angry, and could not bear the anger in his heart.

He knew that this was going to be a big event. If not solved, even the saint immortal sect would be implicated.

Lin Fan looked around, the altar was dripping blood, stained with the blood of the immortal strong.

"Not enough!"

He moved, but stopped in an instant. The guy in the storage ring was beating and very active.

"You guy, you promised me." The stone stool roared, he wanted to be the stone stool that killed the real immortal, but the other side cheated him and didn't give him a chance.

"Your hardness is not enough, I'm afraid you can't bear it."

Lin fan is helpless. The stone stool is too concerned about its own performance. However, there are too many jumps in this situation. He is worried that the stone bench can not bear such bombardment. In the end, his own damage is not worth the loss.

"I can do it. I'm improving. Use me quickly." The stone bench proves itself, and suddenly there is a bright light.

Stone stool is originally sitting under the buttocks, for a long time, with the spirit, become a thing of its own.

"Yes

Lin Fan put up the altar, took a leg of the stone stool, disappeared in place, rushed into the crowd.

He didn't know who these people were and what they were doing. Since they came, they would clean up together.

If a tiger goes into the sheep, he will kill him directly.

In everyone's eyes, today's scene is very strange, ten meter tall giant, holding a very small stone bench hit, they can't understand ah.

"Damn it, this is a mad dog. What does it have to do with us?"

Some of the saints retreated. They just came to visit the saint immortal sect. They were not from the saint immortal sect. How could this person deal with him.

"This man insults us and kills us." A son in bloody armor, holding a long knife, his voice was gloomy, and his fighting spirit was full of rage.

They are holy sons, how can they be humiliated.

It's just that, to his despair, those guys, who are constantly retreating, are not ready to go up with him at all.

"Kuang Wu Sheng Zi, you'd better retreat quickly. It's none of our business. Don't involve too much." With the son's persuasion, the other side will dare to fight alone, so he is sure.

Moreover, the battle achievements are just around the corner. Even Yang Shengzi is beaten to death by a slap. The strength of the other side is unfathomable, and there is no deep hatred against them. Why do you have to fight with others for the sake of Saint immortal sect and make a fool of yourself.

"Hum, this man is so rampant that he can't bear it. Let me meet him for a while and see what he can do." The son of Kuang Wu didn't accept it. There was a flame boiling in his eyes. His bloody armor was bleeding. The long knife in his hand covered with brilliance.

A knife cut out, knife awn covering the surrounding, directly toward Lin Fan attack.

Lin Fan did not evade, but directly on the top, Pooh, the knife awn left a mark on his body, there were many small wounds, and blood spilled out at the same time.

"Hurt." Crazy martial son excited, see the other side bleeding, in the heart of great joy, "you see, the son of this shot, he will be injured, such strength, let you retreat, very disappointing."

The retreating Tianjiao people are shocked. They are not excited because the crazy martial son killed each other, but the man has already attacked and the target is the crazy martial son.

"Be careful!" Someone reminded me.

"Well, there's nothing to be careful about." Kuang Wu Sheng Zi disdains him, but when he reacts, a huge figure appears in front of him. The knife in his hand is cut off in the air with extraordinary momentum and the ability to create new things.

"It's very spiritual."

Lin Fan raised his hand, grabbed it with five fingers, and took the blade with his bare hand. With a puff, the blade fell into the thick palm of his hand and spat out a lot of blood.

Kuang Wu Sheng Zi was overjoyed. He was sick, but he resisted with his bare hands. He was hit by his sword. When he was at kedun, he only felt the wind on his head and wanted to retreat. However, the long sword was deeply embedded in his hand and did not move. Just about to abandon the sword, a terrible scene broke out.

"I want to kill immortals." Stone bench excited, more brilliant light, it has been waiting for a long time, has not been waiting for the opportunity, even this human has forgotten him.

At that time, it was a promise to take it to kill immortals. How could he not keep his promise.

Bang!

The stone stool hit the head directly on the head of the crazy martial saint.

A stream of blood spurted out, reaching dozens of Zhang, his head was bleeding, the scene was amazing.

"Ah It's a huge skull. It's a sign of a broken skull.

"That's great."

Stone bench ecstasy, there is a kind of unspeakable pleasure."You're so happy, it's not bad." The joy of the stone stool made Lin Fan very unhappy. His hardness was so poor that he could not even kill the immortal. If it was an altar, it would have become a pile of flesh and blood.

Of course, he knew the hardness of the stone stool was ok, but the edge was too poor.

"You dare to hurt me and die." Crazy martial Saint son roared, eyes blood red, head gurgling blood, extremely tragic, is in front of many saints, saints lost face.

Lin Fan was ready to continue to work, but because of this guy's words, he stopped, raised his hand and slapped.

The sound was very clear.

The head of Kuang Wu Sheng Zi was spinning uncontrollably, his neck was twisted into a ball, his skin twisted together, his wound was split, and his blood spurted out.

Finally, the neck was hanging, but it was not dead. At this point, the injury was not enough.

He raised his feet and a whip leg, covering the abdomen of the crazy martial son, and directly took him out.

The sound of cracking, bone fragmentation, directly thrown into the group of saints, saints.

Poof!

Crazy martial Saint son vomited blood, limbs soft, lying there dying.

"Kill!" The leader of the saint immortal sect roared, and the elder went out to kill Lin fan.

As for the disciples, they had been confused for a long time. They didn't expect that someone would come to the holy immortal sect to kill, but the leader of the sect could not help it.

Especially those saints, saints, can be proud of the existence, but now, standing there, dare not move.

"I want to kill immortals." The stone stool roared again. It was stained with blood and belonged to the bloody body. It was full of fighting spirit. It thought it was the first God stool in the world.

God blocks killing God, Buddha blocks killing Buddha.

Lin Fan swung the stone stool and directly smashed it at the attacking elders. The sound of thumping continued, and the shrieks of the elders came in an endless stream.

The blood reflects the sky and makes the saint immortal sect red.

"What a terrible man." Some Tianjiao is timid. They think their strength is not weak, but after seeing this guy, they find that this person's strength is not weak.

These are all the elders of the saint immortal sect. They are powerful. They are surrounded by immortals, but they don't take advantage of them.

The saint immortal sect leader, a little anxious, came to the Wind Eagle son side, "son, please help."

Now the situation is out of control. He doesn't know who the visitor is and what kind of blood feud he has with the immortal sect. He can only ask the son for help.

The son of the Wind Eagle carries one hand on his back. He moves forward with extraordinary momentum, and his voice is like thunder. "Brother, give me the face of the Wind Eagle and stop."

The sons and daughters heard and talked.

"The son of the Wind Eagle opened his mouth. It seems that this is the end of the matter."

"It's hard to say. I found that this man is a little crazy. I should not give face."

All of a sudden, when these Tianjiao were discussing with each other, Lin Fan rose from the sky, without saying a word, and directly attacked the son of the Wind Eagle.

"Toast without eating or drinking." The Wind Eagle Saint son is very angry. There are really not many people who do not give face so much.

Suddenly, he moved. His body was like an eagle, and his fingers glowed with cold light. As soon as he grasped, the void was torn out of ten dark cracks like cloth.

Pooh!

Lin Fan's body, there are scratches, blood overflow, if others, I'm afraid in this blow, would have split the body.

Throwing the stone stool in his hand, he smashed at the son of the Wind Eagle, but he was blocked by the other side and made a roaring sound.

At this time, Lin Fan pinched his five fingers, and his huge fist covered half of the other party's body. The light was bright and the momentum was amazing, forming a torrent.

"Looking for death." With a cold light in the eyes of the son of Fengying, he used his magic fingering. An eagle flying in the sky and earth appeared behind him, tearing the claws of heaven and earth and diving down to tear up Lin Fan's body.

Bang!

Fists collide with claws, creating a storm of power.

"A little..." Lin Fan Gang wanted to praise each other a few words, but all of a sudden, he saw the other side screamed, his fingers cracked, his flesh and blood flying, just like a man without hands.

"Take it back."

It's hard to estimate how strong he is now. Only by looking for the real strong can we know that even now, he has not come up with the strongest strength, and there are still backers.

"Ah

Wind Eagle son screamed, bloody arms, do not know how many people were shocked.

"You can't kill me. I'm the son of the holy land."

In the past, the magnificent son of the Wind Eagle has disappeared, replaced by the frightened wretches.

Lin Fan did not have the idea of killing each other. He wanted to subdue all the people here and kneel down to beg for mercy.

After the other party's words came out, Lin Fan looked at the other side, stretched out his hand, directly grasped it in his hand, and then threw it violently on the ground.

Poof!

The huge impact made him vomit with blood, and the cervical spine of his back was snapped.

"Stop it!" The leader of the saint immortal sect exclaimed that he was completely frightened. This is the son of the great holy land. He can't die here.It's just that everything is late.

Bang!

Lin Fan step down, directly the Wind Eagle son into meat mud.

"What? This guy has trampled the son of the Wind Eagle to death. This is too violent. He has caused a great disaster. "

"Yes, although the son of Fengying is not the blood inheritor of the holy land, he is also the child of a great man. If he is killed like this, the holy land will not give up."

"Do you think that Zhiyang Shengzi and Kuang Wu Shengzi, their influence, will sit idly by? It's naive of you. "

The people were terrified. Who was the giant and why he was so violent.

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