Vol 3 Chapter 875: Do you want me to die

"What is the matter with the Buddha?"
"I just turned Buddha into a light and rushed towards the indigenous people. Then I heard a bang. Do you say that the Buddha has already killed the native?"
"Sure, how terrifying this move was just now, you don't have any points in your heart. I feel cold when I stand aside. I can't beat it. How much can the indigenous people be able to bear."
Tick!
There is the sound of liquid dripping.
"What is this voice?" The advent was surprised and panicked. This voice was very uncomfortable and more similar to a psychological effect.
Just as everyone was anxious or waiting for anticipation, screams came.
"what?"
The golden light dissipated, and the advent saw the scene before him, completely panicked.
Where is the beautiful goddess in the hands of the indigenous people, one white folded, clearly turned into a flesh, blood and flesh, half of the body disappeared, and a large amount of blood fell and fell on the ground.
"My God, my goddess, what's wrong with her?"
Some adversaries are ignorant of God, suffering so much that they can’t believe it will become like this.
"It's not too hard." Lin Fan looked at the half-body in his hand, and no matter how the adventors wanted to kill him, he threw it away.
This was a bit of a surprise. There were still women among the descendants. When they saw this scene, they were very frightened and terrified.
"what!"
The buddhas cherished by the advent, hugged their heads and screamed, the blood flow continued, and there was a huge change in the waist and upper body.
The waist is protruding and is about to be divided into two halves.
The Buddha vomited blood in his mouth, and there was a glare of anger in his eyes, as well as an unbelievable look.
He didn't expect this to happen, and he didn't even know what had happened.
Originally, I wanted to solve this indigenous people quickly, but as soon as I came to the indigenous people, I suffered an irresistible force.
All the internal organs are about to be crushed.
"Buddha, are you okay." Some adventurs approached and asked, but he was a bit distressed by Buddhism.
"Did you say I have anything to do?"
The Buddha was furious and glared, because he was too excited, the blood was violently shaken, and another spit of blood spewed out.
He was terrified and terrified, and he could not believe that this native was so powerful.
All of them have already exhibited the strongest magical powers, but they have all been made to look like this.
If he hadn't experienced it for himself, he couldn't believe it was true.
Now that there is a stupid hat, he even asked him if he is okay, he has no eyes, can't see what is wrong now?
"Dangerous, too dangerous. You really shouldn't be here."
Although the pain is unbearable, the Buddha has calmed down, and the strength of the indigenous people is too horrible, which is not his enemy.
If you don't run, I'm afraid you have to die here.
At this time, the advent were speechless and were a little arrogant before, but now, no one dares to be brazen.
"Well, it's almost over." Lin Fan twisted his neck and creaked.
Two hundred and fifty advents arrived.
There are definitely a lot of points after the beheading.
"Okay, it's almost time, and it's time to clean up you."
boom!
boom!
Lin Fan's firepower was full, his body began to swell, and he slapped the stone column with a slap, looking at the adventors in all directions, bowing his head, legs bent, and slamming, disappearing in place.
But for all the advent, there is an extremely terrifying coercion, shrouded in all directions.
This is to kill them.
"dead!"
Lin Fan appeared and lifted the stone pillar and smashed it.
The advent slammed with bursts of blood, and the blood spattered all over the sky. The admirers who were nearer only felt their faces wet and splashed with blood.
Their pupils shrank violently.
That sense of panic hung over my heart.
There is a feeling that can't be said.
"Run."
The advent only has this idea in mind, then leave quickly.
"go!"
Someone shouted, the voice was full of fear.
Buddha is waiting for the opportunity.
He has only one idea now, that is to leave quickly, not to stay for a moment.
boom!
Lin Fan hammered a descender again, and smiled at the corner of his mouth when he saw those descendants wanted to run.
"come back."
Colored eyes open.
Those adventurists who scattered and fled felt that hope was coming, so how could they be stopped.
But in the blink of an eye.
Their hearts jumped violently.
An unprecedented anger swelled in my heart.
"Asshole..."
The descendants who had fled, turned their heads back in anger, staring at Lin Fan with eyes, and wished to tear Lin Fan into pieces.
"Yes, it should be this kind of look, come on, Lord Benfeng is here, waiting for you to come and beheaded."
Lin Fan floated in the air, carrying stone pillars on his shoulders, and looked indifferently into the distance.
The feeling of anger towards the admirers filled him with relief.
Only this is the scene he wants to see.
"kill!"
A strong killing intention exploded from the descendants, and then gave up all defenses, and desperately swept towards Lin Fan.
"Good to come."
Lin Fan raised his head, grabbed the stone pillar, and straightened his arm.
"This kind of feeling is still very good. I haven't used violent mace for a long time, and Shizhu can also act."
He smiled. When the Advent was about to cover him, the colored eyes closed, the stone pillars flicked violently, and the violent mace and stick technique were simply used.
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boom!
Yan Huazong outside.
"Holy Lord, this is the Yanhua Sect?" Once the evil monarch was a little dazed, he couldn't believe it.
Although I haven't seen Yan Huazong for a long time, the situation in front of me is beyond imagination.
It's unbelievable.
"I got a big grass. What is Yan Huazong? What the hell? Compared to Yan Huazong, our Templar is completely a kennel." Pen San sanctions were stunned. They were a little unbelievable.
"Sanctions, what are you talking about? How can Zongmen be described as a dog kennel, are you still a disciple of Templar?"
"Under the guidance of our wise and holy saint, the progress of the Church is obvious to all. Are you blind?"
Once the evil monarch is always a small cotton jacket next to the Holy Lord, intimate, practical, and not annoying.
That is for the Holy Lord, who can definitely desperately want to fight with anyone.
"Okay, don't be noisy, is it true that Yan Huazong will not go in?" The Lord Lord was dissatisfied, these guys, more and more uneasy, really annoying.
"Wait." The of gambling stopped immediately.
"God rank, what are you doing?" The wicked lord looked at God rank, that was dissatisfied.
I don't know why, he feels that since these guys left Yan Huazong, they have become very annoying and unspeakable.
"Hey, come here, how can we not make a lottery, it is better for us to gamble, I bet here is..."
Before God’s words were finished, he was punished by sanctions.
"Bet your mother, how do you know to bet all day long, I bet you are a man, do you dare?" Sanctions dissatisfaction with God's actions.
As the monarch of the Templar, he did not take the lead in educating his disciples, but took the lead in gambling. Such behaviors are simply intolerable.
"Huh?" God Rank was shocked and turned back, "Do you really want to bet on such a big market with me?"
I don't know when, the rank lord holds the dagger in his hand, the dagger is very sharp, glowing cold light, if cut across, there is absolutely no pain.
"Who do you want to scare with a dagger?" Sanctions said angrily.
He didn't expect that God Rank would actually want to deal with him, which was simply too hurtful.
Once the wicked lord wanted to speak, the Lord’s emotions were a bit wrong, and there was a lot of fluctuation. Immediately, he felt a sense of crisis, so he shut up and said nothing.
"Enough, just shut up for me. Look at yourself. Do you have a little sect monarch appearance?" The holy Lord was tired, and his mouth was clogged with blood.
"The Lord's voice is as big as Little Chrysanthemum..." Sanctions murmured softly.
"What are you talking about?" Although the voice was small, it was heard in the ear by the Lord. The anger suddenly rose from my heart, and I wanted to teach sanctions.
"Hey, Lord Lord, don't do it, rest your anger. Sanctions are sick, don't take it seriously." Stealing Saint Thunder immediately hugged the Lord, and then frowned at the sanctions.
The sanctions took a few steps back, looking at the angry Lord with a little confusion, "What’s wrong, what’s wrong with you, Lord, you’re so disappointed with me, you said, there’s no need to do this, yet With your thunder, your brain is sick, and your whole family is sick."
"Wow...the old ancestor, the holy Master Brother was incompetent, and led the Zongmen to the decline. Now you have to bring the Zongmen to the Yanhua Sect. You must quickly open your coffin board and take a look."
The sanctioned monarch shouted in heaven, and that kind of mourning appeared.
"Hey, whoever bet with me to gamble, I bet that the ancestors can't get out of the coffin, who gambles?" God rank seized the opportunity, opened immediately, was originally full of hope, but no one opened, which is Very hurtful.
"It's over, the sect door is over, there is no hope in this life." The holy master is tired, and the sect has these monarchs, what hope can there be?
In the sky, God punished the monarch for pulling mountains and rivers, carrying the sect gate with difficulty, and sweat fell on his forehead.
suddenly.
He saw those guys chatting below, and his liver was almost exploding.
"Holy Lord, what are you doing? I carried very hard." God punished the monarch.
I'm really mad.
From the beginning to the present, he felt angry in his heart and had not dissipated.
If others do not resist, he will carry it, and there is no conscience.
"God's punishment, you're sick, you're tired of carrying something. I usually see you eating and sleeping, but I'm not tired. My ancestors, do you have any points in your heart~EbookFREE.me~ Such a person will be listed as a monarch, your eyes are blind." Sanctions shouted.
"I... you dare..." God punishes the monarch's anger, the sect gate trembles, and the disciples above can't stand, as if they can fall at any time.
"Enough is enough, I tell you, it's enough. Do you want to see me die in front of you?" The Holy Lord took a deep breath, took out his weapon, and glared at everyone with red eyes.
Sanctions bowed their heads and said nothing.
The rest of the monarchs will not say much, the Lord is angry, maybe it is really too much to wait for others.
The Lord is pleased that it seems that he can still hold them.
Only, suddenly, a dissonant voice came.
"Holy Lord, I bet with you, I bet you don't dare to hang yourself, bet not bet..." Gambling holy rank excitedly, this dial can be big, the holy Lord takes his life to gamble, the average person does not dare to take over.
Brush!
Everyone looked at God Rank, as if hell.
It's all about this time, also gamble?
The Lord’s breathing became more and more rapid, and his neck was bulging with blue tendons. After lifting his weapon, he rushed towards the rank of God, "I hack you to death."
The surrounding monarchs stepped forward, holding the thighs, the arms, and the arms.
"Holy Lord, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, he is the rank of God and cannot be cut."
"Yeah, we have fallen into pieces now, and no longer can we have fewer people."
God Rank retreated, but still raised his hand, excitedly said: "Betting, you said the Lord can cut me a few times, or will I be cut to death."
Everyone was ignorant of God, what happened.
Damn it.
Once the evil lord sighed, "Let's let go, let the Holy Lord hack him to death, he is not saved."
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