Chapter 679

Just when they were afraid of this, something even more broke them down.

The giant came at them at such a speed that there was only a light left.

Bang!

A holy Son screamed, his head spurted blood, and then he puffed up. He was smashed by a stone bench and lay down on the ground directly to cover his head and shout.

"What does he mean? We didn't provoke him. Why hit me?"

"We are just passing by. Don't get me wrong."

"I am..."

There are also saints who want to report their own family, but think of the Wind Eagle son is because he was trampled to death, he resisted, iron head hard to connect the stone stool, and then squatted down with his head in his arms, and his cry was torn.

"No, little brother."

A saint's face looked pitiful, but in a flash, she was hit by a stone stool, and the ground was stained with blood.

They have collapsed. Not all the saints and immortals are fighting. Why should they do this? It's too deceiving.

The leader of the saint immortal sect has been in despair. Even if there is a counterattack, even if there is a fight back, it is only a stone stool strike that can solve the problem.

If one or two or three Tianjiao are dead in the sect, the saint immortal sect can bear it. But if all the Tianjiao who are entertained die here, then the cult can be over.

In his fright, the battlefield is changing rapidly, everything is quiet, landing sound.

Lin Fan stood there with scars on his body. It was amazing. The blood was flowing, but it had no effect on him.

"Who the hell are you?" The leader's voice trembled. If he was not the leader of one religion, he might have collapsed to the ground.

"Lin fan."

He's been able to talk now, the fight is over, these guys are not fighting, a little disappointed.

"Never heard of that name." The leader is confused and has a memory of death, but he has no impression, or he doesn't know, "why do you want to teach me such things? I didn't offend you."

If he had not experienced such things, his attitude would never have been like this. However, after the outbreak of the first World War, his attitude changed very well. He was no longer arrogant and did not dare to underestimate it.

"Don't talk nonsense. No matter whether you've heard of it, let my younger martial brother out and your saint immortal sect dare to extort money from our sect. Do you know who is standing in front of you?"

Lin fan is very unhappy and extortion work. Only he teases others, no one dares to do him.

The saint immortal sect is the first one. It can't bear it at all.

When this was said, the leader was confused.

The son of Saint immortal sect hid far away. When there was a big war, he was stupid. The enemy was too fierce to deal with. For the sake of his life, it was better to watch from afar.

But now, when he heard this, his heart beat.

Younger martial brother!

Blackmail?

This seems to be a great event.

The pope had the impression that a boy offended the Holy Son of the sect and was directly caught, tortured and locked up in the dungeon. Even, their Saint immortal sect did have this custom, which was to let the sect of the other party come to redeem people, and finally directly control the other's sect.

However, he did not expect that the other side only came, but also so strong, one person single group, directly crush them.

"Oh, misunderstanding. Why didn't you make it clear before? Otherwise, how could there be so many things?" It's not worth it. It's really not worth it. But what's the use of regret now?

Time can't be reversed.

"It's better to talk nonsense, waste time and beat you up. Otherwise, we will not only waste our saliva, but also have a big war. We should hurry up and send my younger martial brother out respectfully, or we will dismantle your holy immortal sect."

Lin Fan's domineering is very, cooperate with that body injury, really frightening.

In the distance, the son of Saint immortal sect was afraid. He knew that it was not good. He caused the disaster. Judging from the current situation, the leader would never protect him. He would certainly make him a scapegoat and kill him directly.

"Run!"

When there is such an idea, it will be out of control, and then run directly. The church can't stay. It must be withdrawn immediately, otherwise it will be a dead end.

The sons and daughters, who had recovered from God, sat down on the ground, covered their heads with anguish.

They heard that. It's something that saints have caused.

"You son of a bitch, what are you doing in a daze? Don't you release the younger martial brother quickly. You say that you people are always catching up with the younger martial brother? It's not bullying people." There is a son of wrath, aggrieved force.

He was beaten by others as an enemy, and his skull was broken open, and he almost died of pain.

If I had known this, I would not have come to the immortal sect.

"Yes, look at other people. How considerate I am for my younger martial brother. Wang Zhong will not hold grudges in my heart. It's a great husband and a great sense of righteousness, worthy of respect. Brother, your good behavior, I'm fine."

Wang Zhong is a saint, but he is not a fool. In all this situation, what else do you want to do? Challenge others and throw down a sentence. You wait for me. The holy land will not let go of such stupid words as you."It's just the real elder martial brother. When he is in trouble, he doesn't hesitate to do it. I admire him."

The son of God is boasting again.

They are so many people that they are not enough for each other. What else do you want them to say?

"Lord, the son has just left in a hurry." Cried one of the disciples.

"This son of a bitch." The leader was angry, but he felt better. He certainly didn't want to kill the son, but he still had to do something on the surface.

"What nonsense? Let my younger martial brother go, or it will be demolished. " Lin Fan's mouth is full of ferocity.

"Go now, please." The cult leader hurriedly said that he had no ability to resist. The opponent's strength was too strong, and Tianjiao were all beaten wildly. The strength was too terrible.

Inside the dungeon.

"Boy, don't calm down. Maybe you don't dare to come. As for your elder martial brother in the holy land, forget it. If you come, you will die." The old man was still sitting there. He couldn't figure out what kind of infatuation he was given by his elder martial brother. He trusted him so much.

It is not a good thing for practitioners to trust others too much.

Do not know that happened many times, because too much trust, eventually led to the trusted people to sell, hate to die.

"You haven't seen my elder martial brother. If you do, you will know what my elder martial brother is." Wang Fu was dissatisfied. The old man repeatedly said that his elder martial brother was not good, which made him very angry.

But when I think of the old man, I don't know the situation, so I don't see him in the same way.

"Hey, it's interesting. I don't think it's possible to see what your elder martial brother is. If you're lucky enough to meet me, I'm afraid you'll have to honor your elder brother." The old man laughed.

Wang Fu shook his head. "You are a frog in the well."

"What? You even said that I am a frog in the bottom of a well. I don't think you know my knowledge. Wait a minute. Someone is coming. "

Just as the old man was ready to show off, the sound of footsteps came from afar.

"Boy, I think you're finished. They're going to kill." The old man looked dignified. Although he didn't get along for a long time, he felt that the boy was OK. It was a pity that he died like this.

It's just powerless. If he has the ability, he won't be locked up here.

Wang Fu's face was calm without any fluctuation.

"It's my elder martial brother, right? You guys, now you know you regret it."

Before the other party arrived, Wang Fu opened his mouth.

There was a distinct pause in the footsteps.

The old man is helpless. The boy is hopeless. What kind of elder martial brother is on the market? It's really bad luck.

Even if his senior brother is a fairyland, it's useless.

Soon, the sound of footsteps approached. He was an elder of Saint immortal sect.

The elder was cold faced and silent for a moment, then showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Yes, elder martial brother Guizong has been waiting outside for a long time. I will wait for you to go out. The leader ordered me to come and invite you. Don't worry about it. Everything is a misunderstanding."

"That son of God, I teach you to trace back, let him kneel in front of you, plead for you."

It's the first time that the saint immortal priest always wants to cry. It's the first time that he has been beaten into the sect and has no strength to fight back.

"What? Well, you're out of your mind Pengtou old man was very shocked. To hell, the elder Saint immortal came to ask people to go out in person. It was too terrible.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You should make a fuss in front of such a distinguished guest. Be careful to pull out your tongue." The elder rebuked, and looked at Wang Fu with a smile.

"The old man left with me." Wang Fu got up and looked indifferent, but he was very excited because he knew that elder martial brother would come.

Although I don't know how the elder martial brother managed it, he is the most powerful one in his mind.

"Good, good, no problem."

Before he came, the leader said that whatever the dungeon man said, he had to do it. Remember, no matter what he said.

Hearing this, he knew that it was completely cold.

But that scene, he still remember, unforgettable, too terrible, the saint immortal sect can not carry.

Many of the saints were beaten out of temper, and even stabbed. The saints were killed directly. They were scared by blood.

Wang Fu stepped out of the dungeon and looked back: "old man, I said that my elder martial brother would come and rescue me. I won't tell my elder martial brother what you said earlier. If the elder martial brother knows that you can crush him with one finger, you will be in bad luck. Don't talk nonsense in the future. Be careful of the disaster."

With these words, he walked outside without even looking back.

The old man was so dull that he couldn't believe it. The boy told him the truth. Then he called out, "let me out quickly. I'll go and see what's going on with this boy's senior brother."

There is no need to question the power of the saint immortal sect, otherwise he would not be captured by the saint immortal sect.

Outside, Lin Fan's huge body, standing there, those head broken Tianjiao people, wrapped up their heads.The saint immortal sect leader was restless and could only smile on one side. When he saw the other party's fingers beating irregularly, he was worried that the other side would take action.

In fact, Lin fan is calculating in his mind how to compensate for this matter.

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