Chapter 697

"It's not that the leader of this peak said you two, can you give me some strength, hurry up together, don't ink, you're OK, it doesn't mean others are OK."

Lin Fan's fighting spirit is surging, and his vast body exudes violent strength.

They are all from the holy land. Their status is quite good, and they have seen many Tauren.

But I haven't seen it, so arrogant.

However, this war is exciting, the son wind is little strong, Sikong Zhuo are extremely strong son, can see one of them to hand, has been considered lucky.

Now it's even more difficult for two sons to join hands to fight one person.

"Rampant!"

Wind Shao fierce roar, eyes gush fire, mouth now faint pain, just a punch to him, this is a shame.

After a burst of drinking, the body flashed, and the fireknife in his hand broke out into a more brilliant fire. After a knife was cut off, the sky and earth covered the sky and the earth.

"Flash, the blade is too strong. It can be affected even if it is so far away. Do you want to be so powerful?"

The onlookers quickly retreated. Some of them touched the edge of the knife and split instantly. Some were even affected by the edge of the knife, and blood gushed out and were injured.

All of a sudden, they were furious, thinking that the wind was too strong and too overbearing. If they were so far away, they would be affected. They didn't pay attention to them at all.

But even so, no one dares to say anything more. It is obvious to all how strong the strength of wind shaolie is. Who dares to say that it can be supported in the other party's hands.

At this moment, they dare not to go further than this fierce battle.

"Die for me." The wind was little strong, and his eyes were ablaze with fire. The fireknife in his hand fell from the sky. A burning fire dragon tore up the heaven and earth and roared.

When Lin Fan stepped on his feet, he did not dodge, but collided head-on. He pinched his five fingers and gathered his strength at his fingertips. Then he hit the dragon with a fist.

Bang!

The two forces of terror exploded in terror. The impact of the force swept across the sky and the earth, and the fire dragon was broken, turned into a little light, and floated around like rain.

"Whether it's like this or not, it can still be affected."

Some people screamed, and the fire fell on them and burst into flames. It was still very vigorous. If it was not for their strong cultivation, I'm afraid the fire would burn them to ashes.

Many people beat the flames, hide far away, do not want to be involved in it.

At the same time, it also explains how powerful the son of God is.

"Forget it, forget it. You're very good. I'll stay away from it. If it's still affected, it's definitely intentional."

Some people have been farther away, and the color of resentment in their eyes is very strong. How can it be so difficult to watch a play and suffer a disaster? How can we not go to heaven.

Suddenly!

Sikong Zhuo, who has been watching the opera, moves quickly. In the blink of an eye, he appears behind Lin fan. He raises his hand, condenses a wind spear, and then directly releases his hand. The speed reaches the extreme.

Lin fan turns around and pats his palm. With a whiff, the wind spear penetrates his palm and goes all the way.

"I dare to compete with my wind spear. I'm afraid you don't know that your palm will be crushed into pieces." Sikong Zhuo's angry voice and murderous spirit emerge.

"What are you talking about?"

Lin Fan ignores that the palm of the hand is penetrated, but directly pushes the body, and the palm slides forward. Then he grabs the palm of the other party in his hand, swings a huge fist and blows it away.

"What?"

Sikong Zhuo was shocked. He didn't expect that this guy was so cruel. He was stabbed into the palm of his hand by the wind spear. Did he feel any pain at all?

Look at the fresh blood. He's a little chilly.

In a flash, a cold light flashed in sikongzhuo's eyes, and a light curtain appeared to block his fist. But the terrible force broke out, and even the light curtain could not resist it.

He had no choice but to abandon his spear, which was extremely fast and far away from Lin fan.

The people in the theater were shocked. They were really cruel. They saw many people fighting, but for the first time, they saw that they were so cruel to themselves.

Any offensive will not evade, it is a total fight, the forces collide with each other, and do not shrink back.

"Well, I say you two, that's boring. I'm always hiding around, but it's disappointing." Lin Fan shakes his head and is extremely disappointed. He grabs the wind spear and directly pulls out his palm. Suddenly, there is a lot of blood gurgling out.

"Is this still human?" Looking at the bloody scene, sikongzhuo felt a little chilly. It was really cruel.

In fact, his offensive did not bring much damage to the other side, but the other side ignored all the offensive and directly resisted.

This makes him a little confused for a while, what is the other party doing.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Fan found that sikongzhuo's eyes were a little surprised. He couldn't help laughing and pointed to the spear. "You're thinking, why don't the Lord of this peak avoid at all, let you stab him?"

Sikong Zhuo Lengshen, the other side said this problem, he really wants to know.But then, he was completely confused.

The other party grabbed the spear, went to the chest, stabbed directly through the body, and then grabbed the back with one hand and pulled out the wind spear.

All of a sudden, blood was flowing.

"In fact, this is very normal. Only the injured man is the real man. Why? It's not acceptable yet. Let's do it again. "

The voice has just dropped.

Lin Fan stabbed his chest again, and the wind spear broke his body and pierced it directly.

"My God, is Yan Hua Zong Lin Fan a human being or not? What do you mean? I can't understand it at all."

A lot of people have exploded, it's just hell, never seen someone treat themselves so cruelly, hurt themselves, but also so serious, so overbearing?

Sikong Zhuo stepped back, his throat moved, and he swallowed. Although he was the strongest son of Changkong holy land, his heart beat very fast when he saw this scene.

His hands trembled involuntarily.

Even Feng shaolie is the same. He has killed many powerful enemies, but this is the only one who is so crazy.

Lin Fan throws the wind spear on the ground, wipes the blood gurgling on his chest, splits his mouth and shows a ferocious smile.

"Well, it's time to fight. Don't dodge."

Bang!

In a flash, he felt faster and stronger, his body shuttled, and the air around him had been squeezed and was about to explode.

Boom!

The three men were fighting, the void was constantly exploding, and the eyes of all the people could not keep up with the speed of the fight.

Bang! Bang!

The roar is constant. Every time we fight, we will bump out a strong force shock wave and spread around.

The onlookers, already far away, looked extremely dignified. Although they did not participate in it, they could feel that the power among the three had reached a terrible level.

In their view, the strength of Yan Hua Zong Lin fan is stronger than before.

These are the two strongest sons, far from being comparable by Li Kuiyang and others.

At the toilet, Li Kuiyang's face was startled, as if he couldn't believe it. This guy actually fought with his son, who was as strong as God, to such an extent. Should he be so tough.

"I see a distrust in your eyes." The ancestor of the saint immortal sect glanced at it and shook his head regretfully. It was better not to adjust. If he had done well, he would not have such emotion.

"Ah

When the scream came, Feng shaolie was caught by Lin fan. He used a set of combined fists and directly bombarded him. The blood spurted dozens of feet, and then he was blasted into the ground by one blow.

With a thump, the ground cracked, and then there was a violent impact.

"What? Feng shaolie was beaten. "

The onlookers were stupefied. They couldn't believe that the strong wind was so weak that it was hammered to the ground by the Lord Lin Feng.

Sikong Zhuo is careless. Feng shaolie is beaten, which makes him lose his mind for a short time. However, when he reacts, his wrist is caught by the other party.

"You are the most powerful son. Why are you so weak?"

Lin Fan dived away, then raised his wrist and smashed people towards the ground.

Bang!

Sikong Zhuo fiercely collides with the ground, his pupil shrinks fiercely, and a mouthful of blood spurts out. He didn't expect that it would be like this. The strength of Huazong Linfan is so strong.

"You're special." Sikongzhuo's body collides with the ground, jumps for a while, then bows, spits light at his mouth, and cuts directly at Lin Fan's wrist.

"Well?"

Lin Fan let go to avoid the light. He didn't want to have his wrist cut off.

The most powerful son really has several brushes. At this moment, he can even think of a way to get away from him.

"Dog, you're so rampant that no one can save you today." At this time, the wind little strong from the pit to climb up, his body has red light burst, there are flames rising, there is a strong to the extreme strength, brewing in his body.

On the top of the wind, there is a red sea of fire emerging, incomparably hot gushing out, the earth is roasted, instantly cracked, the surrounding weeds and trees, instantly dried up, turned into ashes.

There's a tendency to burn everything.

"It's fierce. It's really beyond the ordinary people's ability to resist. These deities all contain great power. The wind is little strong, which is the holy Yang spirit body. Now it has been opened. The heat is too far away. If we fight, I'm afraid it will be evaporated in an instant."

The onlookers were shocked and shocked.

Some people have never seen the spirit body in their whole life, but now they have the chance to see it, which is also a kind of visual impact.

Cloudless, has been burned by the sea of fire, Shengyang God body out, unparalleled in the world.

"What kind of deity can you say is there in this flaming Zong Lin fan? Even the cultivation of fairyland can not be separated from the strongest son, and still have an advantage. If there is no divine body, it is really terrible.""Previously, you don't know that there's no God's body after you see it, but there's no God's body in the past."

The public discussed and were shocked by the spirit of Shengyang.

The wind is little strong, very enjoy this kind of other people praise the feeling, very good.

"Elder martial brother, zongmen's pig has heatstroke."

Just then, a disciple called out.

Lin Fan a Leng, fierce turn back, "heatstroke, still don't hurry irrigation, dead they can't afford."

"Oh

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