"What?"
The Holy Son Zhiyang was beaten to death, which was even more shocking than the four elders who were beaten to death previously.
This is one of the inheritors of the Yang Temple, and he is also the Holy Son. Now that he is dead outside, something big has happened.
Although he has no special physique and is not the most important Saint Son of Yang Temple, he can be called a Saint Son and cannot be easily killed.
This will suffer the most crazy revenge from the Yang Temple.
"You bastard, do you know what you did?" The leader was shocked and could not bear the anger in his heart.
He knew that something big was going to happen this time, and if it was not resolved, even the Holy Immortal Sect would be implicated.
Lin Fan glanced around. The altar was dripping with blood, stained with the blood of the most powerful immortal.
"not enough!"
He moved, but stopped in an instant. The guy in the storage ring was beating and very active.
"You guy, you promised me." Shishi yelled. He wanted to be the Shishi who killed the real immortal, but the other party lied to him and never gave him a chance.
"You're not hard enough, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
Lin Fan was a little helpless. The stone stool was too concerned about its own performance, but in this situation, it had jumped too much. He was worried that the stone stool could not withstand such a bombardment, but it would not be worth the loss if it damaged itself in the end.
"I can do it, I'm making progress, use me quickly." The stone bench proved itself, and suddenly it was shrouded in bright divine light.
The stone bench was originally meant for people to sit on, but over time, it acquired spirituality and became a thing of its own.
"OK!"
Lin Fan put away the altar, took one leg of the stone stool, disappeared and rushed into the crowd.
He didn't know who these people were and what they were doing. Since they were here, he would deal with them together.
If a tiger enters a flock of sheep, it will kill them directly.
In everyone's eyes, the current scene is very strange. A ten-meter-tall giant is approaching with a small stone stool. They can't understand it.
"Damn it, this is simply a mad dog, what does it have to do with us."
One of the Holy Sons retreated. They were just guests of the Holy Immortal Sect, and they were not members of the Holy Immortal Religion. How could this person attack him
"This man insults us, kill him." A saint son wearing blood-colored armor and holding a long knife spoke in a gloomy tone and full of fighting spirit.
They are the Sons of God, how can they be insulted by others.
However, what made him despair was that those guys were constantly retreating and were not ready to go up with him.
"Kuanwu Holy Son, you'd better retreat quickly. This matter has nothing to do with us. Don't get too involved." With the Holy Son's advice, the other party would be confident if they dared to attack alone.
Moreover, the results were right in front of them. The Holy Son of the Sun was slapped to death. The opponent's strength was unfathomable, and he didn't have any deep grudge against them. Why fight with them for the sake of the Holy Immortal Sect and make him a mess
"Hmph, this person is so arrogant that I can't bear it. Let me, the Holy Son, meet him for a while and see what he is capable of." The Holy Son of Martial Arts refused to accept it. There were flames boiling in his eyes, and the blood-colored armor was glowing with blood. The long knife in his hand, Covering brilliance.
The sword was slashed out, and the sword light covered the surrounding area and struck directly towards Lin Fan.
Lin Fan did not dodge, but directly pushed forward. Poof, the sword light left a mark on his body, with many small wounds appearing and blood spilling out.
"Injured." Kuangwu Holy Son cheered up, and was overjoyed when he saw the opponent bleeding. "Look, he was injured when I took action. With such strength, you have to give in. It's extremely disappointing."
The geniuses who retreated were horrified. They were not excited because Holy Son Kuangwu killed the opponent, but that person had already attacked, and the target was Holy Son Kuangwu.
"Be careful!" someone warned.
"Hmph, there is nothing to be careful about." The Kuangwu Saint was disdainful, but when he reacted, a huge figure appeared in front of him. The knife in his hand was struck in the air, with extraordinary power and the ability to open up the world.
"It's very spiritual."
Lin Fan raised his hand, grabbed it with five fingers, and directly took the blade with his bare hands. With a pop, the blade sank into his thick palm and spurted out a large amount of blood.
The Holy Son of Kuangwu was overjoyed. This man was sick, so he resisted with his bare hands and was struck by his sword. But suddenly, he felt the wind above his head and wanted to retreat, but the sword was deeply embedded in his palm and did not move at all. He was about to abandon the sword and leave. Escape, a horrific scene broke out.
"I want to kill the immortal." The stone bench was excited, and the light became even brighter. It had been waiting for a long time, and it never got the chance. Even the human had forgotten about him.
The one who deceived it out at that time was a promise that he would take it to kill immortals. How could he not keep his promise
boom!
The stone bench struck directly on the head of Holy Son Kuangwu.
A stream of blood spurted out, reaching dozens of feet, and his head was bleeding. The scene was shocking.
"Ah!" Holy Son Kuangwu screamed while holding his head. There was a huge bulge on his head, which was already congested with blood, and there were signs of broken skulls.
"It's so cool."
The stone bench was ecstatic, with an indescribable sense of joy.
"You are so happy that you can't even smash this." Lin Fan was very unhappy with the joy of the stone bench. The hardness was so bad that even the Immortal couldn't be smashed to death. If it were an altar, it would have turned into a pile of flesh and blood. .
Of course, he knew that the hardness of the stone bench was okay, but the sharpness was too poor.
"You dare to hurt me, you are seeking death." Holy Son Kuangwu roared, his eyes were blood red, and blood was pouring from his head. It was extremely tragic, and he was even more embarrassed in front of many saints and saints.
Lin Fan was about to continue, but because of this guy's words, he stopped, raised his hand, and slapped him away.
With a snap, the sound was very crisp.
The head of the Holy Son of Martial Arts spun uncontrollably, his neck twisted into a ball, his skin twisted together, the wound opened, and blood spurted out with a stinging sound.
In the end, the neck hung down, but he was not completely dead. At this point, this kind of injury was not enough.
He raised his foot and whipped his leg, covering the abdomen of the Holy Son of Martial Arts, and whipped him away.
There were constant clicking sounds, and the bones shattered and were thrown directly into the group of saints and saints.
puff!
The Holy Son of Martial Arts vomited blood, his limbs became limp, and he lay there dying.
"Kill!" the leader of the Holy Immortal Sect roared, and the elders mobilized to kill Lin Fan.
As for the disciples, they were confused for a long time. They did not expect that someone would come to the Holy Immortal Sect and start killing people, but the leader of the sect was actually helpless.
Especially those saint sons and saint girls are all arrogant beings, but now, standing there, they dare not move.
"I want to kill the immortal." The stone stool roared again. It was stained with blood, and it belonged to a blood-soaked body. It was full of fighting spirit and considered itself to be the best divine stool in the world.
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha.
Lin Fan picked up the stone stool and threw it directly at the attacking elders. There were constant banging sounds and the screams of the elders.
The blood reflected the sky, dyeing the Holy Immortal Sect red.
"What a scary person." Some geniuses were scared. They thought they were not weak, but after seeing this guy, they found that his strength was even worse.
These are the elders of the Holy Immortal Sect, with extremely powerful abilities. They attacked them without taking any advantage.
The leader of the Holy Immortal Sect was a little anxious and came to the side of Holy Son Feng Ying, "Holy Son, please help me."
The current situation was getting out of hand. He didn't even know who the visitor was and what the blood feud was with the Holy Immortal Sect, so he could only temporarily ask the Holy Son for help.
The Saint Son of Feng Ying carried one hand on his back and took a step forward with extraordinary momentum and a voice like thunder, "Brother, give me Feng Ying some face and stop here."
The saints and saints heard this and started talking.
"The Holy Son of Wind Eagle has spoken. It seems that this matter will end here."
"It's hard to say. I find this person is a bit crazy, so he probably won't give him face."
Suddenly, while these geniuses were discussing with each other, Lin Fan rose into the air and without saying a word, he attacked directly towards the Holy Son of Wind Eagle.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with wine." Feng Ying Shengzi was furious. There really weren't many people who were so disrespectful.
Suddenly, he moved, his body was like an eagle, his fingers glowed with cold light, he grabbed it, and the void was torn directly like a piece of cloth, with ten dark cracks being torn out.
Poof!
Lin Fan's body had scratches and blood overflowing. If it had been anyone else, he would have been dismembered by this blow.
Swinging the stone stool in his hand, he threw it towards the Holy Son of Wind Eagle, but was blocked by the opponent, making a roaring sound.
At this moment, Lin Fan squeezed his five fingers, and his huge fist covered half of the opponent's body. The light was bright and the momentum was astonishing, forming a torrent.
"Seeking death." There was a cold light in the eyes of the Holy Son of Wind Eagle, and he used his magical fingering skills. A soaring condor appeared behind him, with sharp claws tearing apart the heaven and earth, and swooped down to tear Lin Fan's body into pieces.
boom!
The fists and claws collided, creating a storm of power.
"A bit..." Lin Fan was about to praise the other party, but suddenly, he saw the other party scream, his fingers were broken, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, and he seemed to be a handless person.
"It's better to take back what you just said."
It is difficult to estimate how strong he is now. Only by looking for a truly strong person can we know. Even now, he has not shown his strongest strength and still has a backup plan.
"ah!"
The Holy Son of Wind Eagle screamed, his arms covered in blood, and countless people were shocked.
"You can't kill me, I am the Holy Son of the Supreme Holy Land."
The mighty Holy Son of Wind Eagle, who had previously dominated the world, had disappeared, and was replaced by a frightened wretch.
Lin Fan had no intention of killing the opponent. He wanted to subdue everyone here until they knelt down and begged for mercy.
After the other person's words came out, Lin Fan looked at the other person, stretched out his palm, grabbed it directly, and then threw it to the ground.
puff!
The huge impact caused him to vomit blood, and the cervical vertebrae in his back broke with a snap.
"Stop!" The leader of the Holy Immortal Sect exclaimed, completely frightened. This is the Holy Son of the Great Holy Land and cannot die here.
But everything is already too late.
boom!
Lin Fan stepped down and directly trampled the Holy Son of Wind Eagle into a pulp.
"What? This guy trampled the Holy Son of Wind Eagle to death. This was too violent. He has caused a huge disaster."
"That's right, although the Holy Son of Wind Eagle is not the bloodline inheritor of that Holy Land, he is still the child of a big shot. If he is killed like this, the Holy Land will not let it go."
"Do you think that the Holy Son of the Sun, the Holy Son of Kuangwu, and their forces will just sit back and do nothing? You are too naive."
Everyone was terrified, who was the giant and why was he so violent