Vol 3 Chapter 678: I want to take back my words

"what?"
Zhiyang Shengzi was shot dead, which is more shocking than the four elders shot before.
This is one of the heirs of the Yang Temple, and it is also the Holy Son. Now that he is dying outside, it is a big deal.
Although he has no special physique, he is not the most important Son of Yang Temple, but he can be called a Son, and it is not easy to kill.
This will suffer the Yang Temple, the craziest revenge.
"Asshole, do you know what you did." The leader was furious and could not bear the anger in his heart.
He knew that this time something serious was going to happen. If it is not resolved, even the Immortal Church will be implicated.
Lin Fan glanced around, the altar was dripping blood, staining the blood of the most powerful fairy.
"not enough!"
He moved, but stopped again in an instant. The guy in the storage ring was beating and was very active.
"You guys, you promised me." The stone bench yelled. He wanted to be a stone bench to shoot the real fairy, 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 performance, but now this situation, has jumped too much, worrying that the stone bench can not withstand such bombardments, but don’t end up with itself damaged, it is not worth the loss.
"I can do it, I'm making progress, use me quickly." The stone bench proved himself, suddenly shone with bright light.
The stone bench was originally sitting under the buttocks for a long time. With spirituality, it became a thing of its own.
"Row!"
Lin Fan put away the altar, took one leg of the stone bench, disappeared in place, and rushed into the crowd.
He did not know who these people were and what they were doing. Since he came, he would clean up together.
The tiger enters the flock and kills directly.
In everyone's eyes, today's scene is very weird. A ten-meter-tall giant, struck by a small stone bench, they can't understand it.
"Damn, this is simply a mad dog, what does it have to do with us."
Some sons retreated, they just came to Shengxianjiao as a guest, and they were not the people of Shengxianjiao. How did this person shoot him.
"This person humiliates us and kills." A son wearing a blood-colored armor and a long sword, with a somber tone and a warlike spirit.
How can they be humiliated when they are sons?
However, what made him desperate was that those guys, who kept retreating, did not plan to go up with him at all.
"Crazy Martial Son, you still have to retreat quickly, this matter is not our business, don't be implicated too deeply." When the Son persuaded, the other party dared to kill alone, naturally sure.
And the record is in front of him. Zhiyang Shengzi is slapped to death. The strength of the other party is unfathomable. There is no deep hatred with them. Why do you want to fight with others for the purpose of Shengxian religion?
"Huh, this person is rampant and can't bear it, so let this son come to him for a while to see what he can do." Mad Wu Shengzi refused to accept it, there was flames boiling in his eyes, armor was bleeding, and the long knife in his hand, Cover the brilliance.
Cut out with a knife, the knife covered the periphery, and attacked Lin Fan directly.
Lin Fan did not dodge, but directly on top, pouting, Daomang left a mark on his body, there were many small wounds, and there was also blood overflowing.
"Injured." Shengwu Shengzi was excited, seeing the other side bleeding, and he was overjoyed. "Look at this, this child is injured when he shoots. All these strengths make you retreat and are extremely disappointing."
The retreating Tianjiao, horrified, did not feel excited because the mad martial son slashed the opponent, but that the man had struck, and the target was the mad martial son.
"Be careful!" someone reminded.
"Huh, what's so careful." Kuangwu Shengzi disdain, but when the reaction came, a huge figure appeared in front of him, the knife in his hand, when the air was split, the power was extraordinary, and it could open the earth.
"Very spiritual."
Lin Fan raised his hand, grabbed it with his five fingers, and directly picked up the blade with his bare hands. With a snap, the blade fell into the thick palm and spouted a lot of blood.
The mad martial son was overjoyed, this man was ill, and even resisted empty-handed, he was chopped by his sword, but suddenly, he only felt the wind above his head and wanted to retreat, but the long knife was deep in the palm of his hand, immobile, and he just abandoned the knife. Escape, a horrible scene broke out.
"I'm going to kill the fairy." The stone bench was excited, and the light was even brighter. It had waited for a long time, and hadn't waited for the opportunity, even the human being had forgotten him.
Flicking it out at the time was just a promise, how could you not take the promise to take it to kill the immortals.
boom!
The stone bench struck in the head and directly hit the head of Kung Wu Shengzi.
A burst of blood spurted out, reaching dozens of feet. His head was bleeding, and the scene was amazing.
"Ah!" Kungwu Shengzi screamed with his head in his head, a huge bag bulging from his head, which was already bloodshot, and his brain bones showed signs of cracking.
"It's so cool."
The stone bench is ecstatic, with a sense of joy that cannot be said.
"You are happy to be a fart, this will not smash." The joy of the stone bench made Lin Fan very uncomfortable, the hardness is too bad, even the immortal can't smash to death, if it is an altar, it will already become a pile of flesh. .
Of course, he knew the stone bench was sturdy, but the edge was too bad.
"You dare to hurt me, to find death." Kungwu Shengzi roared, eyes red, blood gurgling on his head, extremely tragic, and lost face in front of many sons and saints.
Lin Fan was going to continue to work, but because of this guy's words, he stopped, raised his hand, and slapped him.
With a crackling sound, the sound is very crisp.
Kuangwu Shengzi's head spun uncontrollably, his neck twisted into a ball, his skin twisted together, his wounds ripped open, and the blood spurted out.
In the end, the neck hung, but it was not dead. At this point, the injury was not enough.
Raising his feet, a whip leg, covering the belly of Kung Wu Shengzi, directly flew him out.
The clicks continued, the bones shattered, and they were thrown directly at the group of sons and daughters.
puff!
Kuangwu Shengzi spit blood, his limbs were soft, and he lay there dying.
"Kill!" Sheng Xianjiao head roared loudly, the elders were dispatched, all towards Lin Fan.
As for the disciples, they have been ignorant of God for a long time. They did not expect that someone would come to Shengxianjiao to open the killing ring, and the teachers within the teaching had no way.
Especially those sons and daughters are all arrogant, but now, standing there, dare not move.
"I want to kill the immortal." The stone bench roared again. It was contaminated with blood. It belonged to the body of blood bathing, and it was full of war. It thought that it was the first stool in the world.
God stops killing God, Buddha stops killing Buddha.
Lin Fan lifted the stone bench and smashed it directly towards the elders who were attacking, banging constantly, and the screams of the elders continued.
The blood reflected the sky, stained with red sage.
"It's a terrifying person." Some arrogant people are afraid of themselves. They think that their strength is not weak, but after seeing this guy, they find that this person's strength is even weaker.
These are the elders of the Holy Immortal Church. Their strength is immortal and they are besieged.
The leader of Shengxianjiao, anxious, came to Fengying Shengzi, "Holy Son, please help."
In today's situation, there are some uncontrollable situations. He doesn't know who the coming person is and what enmity he has with Shengxianjiao. He can only ask the Son for help.
Fengying Shengzi shouldered with one hand, one step forward, extraordinary momentum, thunderous thunder, "Xiongtai, give me Fengying a face, stop here."
The sons and daughters heard and talked.
"The Son of the Wind Eagle begins, it seems that this matter is coming to an end."
"It's hard to say, I found this man a bit crazy, and should not give face."
Suddenly, as these days of arrogance discussed with each other, Lin Fan rose into the air, without a word, directly struck towards the Son of Wind Eagle.
"Toast without eating and drinking fine wine." Fengying Shengzi was furious, really not many people did not give face.
Suddenly, he moved, his body was like an eagle, his fingers glowed with cold light, and he drew down. The void was like a piece of cloth, and he was torn ten dark cracks directly.
Poof!
Lin Fan's body has scratches and blood spilled. If someone else, I am afraid that under this blow, the body will have been divided.
He shook the stone bench in his hand and smashed towards the wind eagle son, but was blocked by the opponent and made a roaring sound.
At this moment, Lin Fan pinched with five fingers, huge fist, covering the other half of the body, shining bright, amazing momentum, forming a torrent.
"Look for death." Feng Ying Shengzi's eyes flashed cold light, showing magical fingering, a flying eagle appeared behind him, tearing the claws of the world, dive down, and torn Lin Fan's body.
boom!
The fist collided with the claw ~EbookFREE.me~ to produce a storm of power.
"A bit..." Lin Fan just wanted to praise the other party, but suddenly, the other party screamed, his fingers cracked, flesh and blood flew, and he became a handless person.
"Let's take back what I just said."
How strong he is now, it is difficult to estimate, only to find the real strongman, you can know, even now, he did not come up with the strongest strength, there are still backers.
"what!"
Fengying Shengzi screamed, arms, I don't know how many people were shocked.
"You can't kill me, I am the Son of the Supreme Holy Land."
In the previous world, the magnificent Son of Wind Eagle has disappeared, replaced by a fearful poor worm.
Lin Fan had no idea of ​​beheading the other party. He wanted to convince everyone here and beg for mercy.
After the other party's sentence came out, Lin Fan looked at the other party, stretched out his palm, directly grabbed it in his hand, and then threw it violently on the ground.
puff!
The huge impact made him vomit blood, and his back cervical spine snapped.
"Stop it!" exclaimed the leader of Shengxianjiao, and he was completely trembling. This is the Son of the Great Holy Land, and he cannot die here.
It's just that everything is too late.
boom!
Lin Fan stepped on it, and stepped on the Fengying Shengzi directly into a puree.
"What? This guy stomped the wind eagle son to death, which is too violent, he is a big disaster."
"Yes, although Son of the Wind Eagle is not the heir to the blood of that holy place, but he is also a child of a great person, and he is killed in this way, the holy place will not be willing to give up."
"Do you think that Zhiyang Shengzi, Kuangwu Shengzi, their forces, will sit around and ignore it? You think it's naive."
Everyone was frightened, who the giant was and why he was so violent.
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