Chapter 1657: Bo Hanfeng

As the saint son of Tianyijiao, Wen Xiuming's strength is self-evident!
As soon as he took a step, he roared with a terrifying aura.
Even Long Motian, with all his strength, was slightly weaker.
Mo Jiuwu looked from a distance, with a look of anxiety.
If Lin Tian had an accident, he would have lost a big backer.
"This kid is also looking for death, facing the saint son, facing the ancestors, is still so rampant, really pretentious!"
Si Kongxuan and others in Dongnan Valley sneered and shook their heads.
In their eyes, Lin Tian was waiting for death before his eyes!
just.
now.
Long Motian, standing behind Lin Tian, ​​couldn't help showing a smile on his face when he watched Wen Xiuming make a move.
Immediately, he hugged Hun with both hands and stood there calmly, waiting for the show.
"Long Motian, can you laugh when you die?"
Seeing Long Motian's reaction, Zuoqiushan's face sank, and he sneered: "This is Beizhou! It's not your Donghai Tianhe cultivation domain, let alone your Dragon Cry City! I'm still laughing now, I'll see how you are. cry!"
However, facing Zuoqiushan, Long Motian turned a deaf ear and smiled even more.
The few people in front of me didn't even know how much they were going to deal with!
The only worry now is the ancestor of the Tianyi Sect. I don't know if Lin Shao can handle it?
Long Motian didn't bother to pay attention to Zuoqiushan, still holding Huong, his brows were thoughtful.
If Zuoqiushan and Tian Zaifei joined forces with the two Tianyijiao Shengzi, he would not be afraid.
Even if he was lost, he was confident that he could do it in the face of the siege of the two.
But Lin Tian was speechless at this time.
"It's the biggest mistake you made against me!"
Lin Tian watched Wen Xiuming rushing forward with an astonishing aura, shook his head and said coldly.
"Death is imminent, and there will be a hardened mouth!"
Wen Xiuming was extremely confident about his strength, and he was very angry when facing Lin Tian's contempt.
He carried a billowing black glow in one palm, like a gangster, vaguely bursting with black thunder.
"Devil Thunder Palm, kill!"
Sen Leng's killing intent surged from Wen Xiuming's explosive shout.
And his big palm fell along with the shot, taking Lin Tian's place straight.
The tactics of Tianyi Cultivation were strange and unpredictable. In addition, Wen Xiuming was a monk in the foundation building stage. With one palm down, the offensive was like a rainbow.
Even Long Motian couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.
"If it's solved, come over and help the old man!"
In front of the ancient hall, Bo Hanfeng could not break the seal of the ancient hall's gate, his expression was a bit ugly, and he immediately reminded Wen Xiuming and others without looking back.
In his opinion, Lin Tian and Long Motian, Wen Xiuming and others are about to kill, and it will only take a while.
He knew best about the strength of the three saints.
But at the moment.
Lin Tian also raised his hand and slapped out the face of Wen Xiuming who was rushing forward.
It was just this slap, and there was no energy fluctuation in the slightest, and it passed through the air plainly.
Seeing this, Wen Xiuming's face was sullen, and he coldly shouted: "Idiot, die!"
Seeing.
The palm of the demon thunder fell, killing intent rolling.
It's just that no one noticed that the breath condensed in Lin Tian's palm broke out instantly.
Boom~
Under the terrifying loud noise, Lin Tian's slap instantly burst out with a tidal glow, and suddenly drowned Wen Xiuming's attack.
Immediately after.
A big slap directly broke Wen Xiuming's attack, and the jet-black air light burst and dissipated instantly.
And Wen Xiuming's whole person was directly shot and flew out.
He went into a torn sack and smashed it to the ground. One hand was abolished. The blood in his mouth vomited wildly, and he wailed in pain on the ground.
This sudden reversal scene made Zuo Qiushan and others look stiff.
They stared blankly at Wen Xiuming who was screaming on the ground, with a blank expression.
"This……"
Si Kongxuan and others not far away looked dazed.
They all have a deep understanding of Wen Xiuming's strength.
As the pinnacle of Wu Zun Si Kongxuan, facing Wen Xiuming's terrifying aura, he consciously had to be killed by a spike.
But the result.
Wen Xiuming was killed in seconds by the young man who was standing there, who seemed to have never done anything before!
One is huge, and the other is like a fish on a knife. The ending is clear at a glance!
The result is exactly the opposite!
"You...what is your cultivation base?"
Wen Xiuming was seriously injured, but he did not forget to shout at Lin Tian.
what!
Simultaneously.
The ancestor of Tianyijiao Bo Hanfeng also looked back suddenly.
He, who was silently sealed at the gate of the ancient temple, woke up at this time.
Looking back and seeing the miserable Wen Xiuming on the ground, he was also a little surprised.
"Ancestor, this person is very strong!"
Zuoqiushan and Tian Zaifei quickly flew back, away from Lin Tian.
They were watching Wen Xiuming's shot just now.
Even if they were the terrorist offensive, they did not dare to face it.
I remember, Wen Xiuming was inexplicably slapped for seconds!
Ye Nanfeng, who was nearly killed by Lin Tianzhi's hand before, was also panicked.
He yelled, ran to the edge of Bo Han's seal, and shouted: "Ancestor...this man is very powerful! Before the Necromancer swamp, the juniors below were all killed by him! That is to say, I was seriously injured. ..."
"It's the old man who made a mistake!"
Bo Hanfeng turned around, hearing what Ye Nanfeng said, and looking at Wen Xiuming's miserable appearance on the ground, his expression was suddenly gloomy and dripping.
"I said, I don't want to shoot you!"
Facing Bo Hanfeng's gaze, Lin Tian stretched out his hands and smiled indifferently: "But, you made a fatal decision!"
"I don't know if you are from Longwai City or from other forces, but this is Beizhou!"
I have no impression of Lin Tianbo's coldness, nor have I heard of such a wicked genius in Beizhou. He is only a person outside Beizhou. His face is murderous and his eyes are cold, "Kill my Tianyi disciple, hurt my heavens." Shengzi Yi, it's a capital crime! Old man...you can only kill the genius with your own hands!"
"I... also like to kill geniuses! Especially the domineering ones!"
Facing Bo Hanfeng's terrifying aura and killing intent, Lin Tian's expression condensed slightly, but he didn't mean to be afraid.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his hand.
The air glow was like a cannonball, stabbing through the air, taking Wen Xiuming directly, and piercing his forehead in the next instant.
Instant kill!
Bo Hanfeng, who was about to shoot, was taken aback, and then his body trembled.
There was a sullen expression on his face, and his eyes gradually burst into anger.
The Saint Child of the Heavenly Clothes Sect was killed by someone under his nose. It was a slap in the face!
"you wanna die!"
Bo Han sounded like thunder, with a burst of shouts and a step, soaring into the air.
"Get out!"
Lin Tian shouted to Long Motian standing behind.
Long Motian didn't need Lin Tian to remind him, he was so scared that he flew back and avoided it far.
But Bo Hanfeng slid into the air, volleying with a palm, blasting down at Lin Tian.
For an instant.
The billowing breath is like waves, with Bo Hanfeng as the center, bursting across.
And the palm of his palm was like a falling violent storm, which seemed to be able to tear anything into pieces, and at this moment he was crushing directly against Lin Tian.
"Thousand Thunder Palm!"
In the face of Bo Hanfeng's attack, Lin Tian let out a cold cry, and also stepped through the air, from bottom to top, with a palm following the volley.
In an instant, the mid-air situation swept across.
Thunder exploded all around Lin Tian, ​​and lightning bursts with his palm as the center.
With a palm up, wind and thunder are everywhere!
"Grass the grass! He... he is a Yuanying old monster, with the same cultivation level as the ancestor?"
Seeing this scene, Zuoqiushan and others below were all frightened and yelled hurriedly.