Lin Fan lifted the two of them up, shouted loudly, and knocked them towards the ground.
boom!
The ground exploded, gravel flew around, and then formed a deep pit, which continued to fall. Gradually, the three figures disappeared and were buried deep underground.
The onlookers could see clearly that they could not accept the fact that the two strongest saints were beaten violently, but they adjusted their mentality and gradually accepted this fact.
But they couldn't figure it out.
"Tell me, what is going on? Why is Peak Master Lin so angry when the pig dies?"
"Hmm... maybe that pig is important."
"No, I feel that Lin Feng's Bo Yuntian values love and righteousness. Even if he is a pig in the sect, he still remembers it. He feels that his brother was killed, so he is so angry."
"This explanation does make sense."
The onlookers had very clear thoughts, and those who were close to the red were red and those who were close to the ink were black. They looked at it from a wait-and-see perspective, and they could see the specific situation clearly.
"Hey! Why haven't you come out yet?"
Everyone is very puzzled. It has been a while. Why hasn't this person come out yet? Is he discussing something down there
Or maybe the ground was drilled too deep, so I can't feel it anymore.
Just when everyone was confused, a figure walked out of the dust.
There was blood on Lin Fan's body, but his injuries had long since disappeared. He was holding the strongest Holy Son in his left and right hands.
Their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, their limbs were drooping, and they had no strength to resist.
"You killed a pig in our clan today. This matter is not over with you, but before that, I have to ask you if you are crazy or not." Lin Fan asked.
"Don't be too arrogant." Feng Shaolie opened his bloated eyelids with great difficulty. The gap was very small, but the eyes that flashed out were very angry.
boom!
With a move of their wrists, their heads collided directly with each other, causing a huge bulge in their chests.
"Are you crazy?" Lin Fan asked again.
Sikong Zhuo's head was full of worries. The previous collision had broken his heart and even wanted to die. He said directly, "Don't be crazy anymore."
Those who understand the current affairs are heroes. If you don't have a chance to turn around, don't hold on, otherwise you won't know how you died in the end.
Especially for the strongest Holy Son like him, not only is he the most powerful, but his desire to survive is also terrifyingly strong.
"You guy, you think you can be lawless if you take me down. Let me tell you, you are still far from it." Feng Shaolie has a very fiery temper and is very unwilling to do so. He is the only one who is arrogant in front of others, and he doesn't like others being arrogant in front of him.
"You have such a strong head." Lin Fan sighed, "Very good, this peak master likes your strong head."
After saying this, they collided again.
There was a roar, and the two people were dizzy after the collision, and their eyes turned black.
"I'm not crazy anymore, what does this have to do with me?" Sikong Zhuo was already confused, why did he hit him again.
Lin Fan snorted, "He is still crazy. You two are one, so you will naturally share blessings and share hardships."
Hearing this, Sikong Zhuo was dumbfounded. Is there such a thing
When he asked again whether he was crazy or not, Feng Shaolie still didn't answer, obviously he was still crazy.
But Sikong Zhuo couldn't help it anymore and yelled, "Feng Shaolie, you bastard, how long do you want to drag me in? Even if you are crazy, don't drag me in."
boom!
The sound of the collision was very loud, just like the banging of a big bell, clear and crisp, with a good tone.
"It's so cruel." The onlookers were a little timid and a little frightened. The two strongest saints were so miserable. What an astonishing look in their eyes.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed it.
"Hmph, there is nothing to fear about death. I, Feng Shaolie, am the strongest holy son of Yang Temple, so I will not lose my position. But you, Sikong Zhuo, as the holy son of Changkong Holy Land, are afraid to beg for mercy. Between you and me, They can never be compared, they are far different.”
Feng Shaolie's words were sonorous and powerful, and an aura of fearlessness about life and death burst out.
And those who watched the show were also amazed.
"Saint Son Feng Shaolie is worthy of being the strongest Saint Son of the Yang Palace. Even if he is not hostile to the opponent, he is still worthy of respect."
"Well, he has backbone, but this Sikong Zhuo is far different from Feng Shaolie. He doesn't even have any backbone."
The discussion continued, and then became louder and louder. Anyway, the strongest Holy Son was surrendered, so they were not afraid of being heard.
Sikong Zhuo's face turned pale. Who could bear being said like this? Then he glared into the void and said fiercely.
"What do you guys know? You can leave the green hills without worrying about having firewood to burn. If Feng Shaolie is stubborn, then go to hell."
Everyone in the void looked at each other and said no more. The Holy Land in the Sky was so powerful that there was no need to fight with the strongest Holy Son. If things turned around, the consequences would be unbearable.
"You are very good." Lin Fan praised Feng Shaolie's character.
Feng Shaolie was overjoyed in his heart, but he still looked very arrogant on the surface, "Humph, my skills are inferior to others. I, Feng Shaolie, admit it, but if you want me to admit defeat, that is absolutely impossible. You have not made me willing."
As the strongest holy son of Yang Temple, he has received comprehensive training.
For example, when you are outside and encounter a strong person who cannot be defeated, don't be intimidated too quickly, otherwise you will die faster.
The stronger the person, the more sympathetic they will be. If they are strong and unyielding, they will make the other person interested and curious, and thus have a high chance of escaping.
How could a huge holy land only have one path of cultivation? All kinds of situations must be involved.
As for Sikong Zhuo becoming intimidated so quickly, he was obviously focused on strength and did not receive comprehensive training. He did not know the depths of the outside world and the people's hearts.
He saw a glimmer of appreciation in Lin Fan's eyes, which was obviously a success.
Feng Shaolie finished his attack and made the final impact, "Kill me, I won't admit defeat."
After saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief. The other person should probably say "I won't kill you" next. As long as he waits for this sentence, he will be completely safe.
But suddenly, Feng Shaolie was stunned and completely dumbfounded.
"Okay, if that's the case, then let's kill you. You keep refusing to accept this, and I'm very unhappy. You have a backbone, but backbone is useless. I'm not familiar with you, and I'm not stupid. Let you go. Aren’t you just looking for displeasure for yourself?”
"The master of this peak respects people with integrity, and I promise to let you die with dignity. After all, you are also a decent person in front of me, and you can't let your death be a waste."
Lin Fan sighed, clenching his fists tightly as terrifying power gathered.
There was sweat falling on Feng Shaolie's forehead. This was different from what he thought and what he had learned.
"Hey, Brother Feng, why are you doing this? Just to prove that you have backbone, you have to die. Go ahead. I, Sikong Zhuo, obey you and respect you as a man." Sikong Zhuo said helplessly, "Master Lin Feng, I surrender." , but please give me Brother Feng a decent way to die."
"Well, what this peak master is best at is making people die with dignity. If I punch him, it will not destroy his body. The power will penetrate into his body, crushing the internal organs and nerves. From the outside Look, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with it.”
Lin Fan was brewing strength, and just when he was about to take action, Feng Shaolie suddenly spoke.
"Wait." His throat moved, and a drop of sweat rolled down his cheek.
"What's wrong? Do you have any last words to say? Yes, I can pass them on to you in the Yang Temple." Lin Fan said.
Feng Shaolie's momentum weakened, and his voice was a little low, like a mosquito buzzing, "I'm not crazy anymore."
"Huh? What did you say? I can't hear you. Can you speak louder?" Lin Fan closed his ears and listened carefully.
Feng Shaolie was very embarrassed and raised his voice slightly, "I don't..."
boom!
Lin Fan didn't wait for him to finish his words, and directly picked up the two of them again, and they collided violently.
"ah!"
Two screams spread.
There was another big bump on Sikong Zhuo's head, "Master Lin, what does this have to do with me? He said he was no longer crazy, why did he bring me in?"
Lin Fan grabbed Feng Shaolie and said with great disdain, "You are so abominable. You are the strongest holy son. You are simply inferior to a pig or a dog. Can you be a person with backbone? Kneel down. Immediately make amends to someone with integrity."
Feng Shaolie was so painful that he almost shed tears. Everything was a lie, Yang Shen Shen had misled him for the rest of his life.
The theatergoers were shocked. They didn't expect that the strongest saint with such a backbone could actually be just pretending.
"It's blind in vain. It's really exactly the same. What's more, it's the Holy Sun Divine Body. It's not even as good as the disciples I teach."
"Hey, it's boring. It's really boring. A person like this can still be the strongest Holy Son. If you ask me, if you give me the Holy Sun Divine Body, I can be more backbone than him. Do you believe it?"
"Well, what I said is true. If I go up, I can do it."
After this battle, Feng Shaolie's reputation is probably going to be bad.
"I apologize to a person with integrity and tell him that you shouldn't pretend to be a person with integrity." Lin Fan reprimanded sternly.
"A person with integrity?" Feng Shaolie was confused. Where could he find such a person
This clearly means wanting him to die.
Lin Fan stood there, unable to bear it anymore, grabbing Sikong Zhuo's head, preparing for the two to collide again.
But Sikong Zhuo was impressed by Feng Shaolie's stupidity and roared: "Feng Shaolie, you are a pig-like thing. You can't even see a man with such a backbone as Master Lin. Are you blind?" , why are you so hesitant, why don’t you hurry up.”
He shouted these words with all his strength.
Sure enough, when he said these words, he was put down by the other party, touched the top of his head, and received appreciative looks.
Feng Shaolie was shocked, is he so mean
But seeing the opponent's death fist coming, he knelt on the ground with a thud.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't pretend to be a person with integrity. I'm despicable, I'm shameless, I really don't want to die, don't kill me." Feng Shaolie almost cried.
Who wants to die
Especially with his level of cultivation, he didn't want to die.
Everyone's desire to survive is terrifyingly strong.
Lin Fan grabbed the two of them and without saying anything, he jumped into the air and threw them into the sect. What happened next was very simple.
Recruiting talents, the two most powerful saint sons, possessing divine bodies, is very good, and can be regarded as a boost to their reputation.
The theatergoers were shocked. This was the first time they had seen such a scene.
It's not just the two saints who have no backbone.
Even the tyrant Lord Lin has no self-awareness.
As for the name tyrant, they also gave it to them.
But 'Minato Shameless' should be more suitable.