Chapter 171 We Can Run over You without Relying on Blood

Dust shrouded the ring, and even the thunder was still rustling, no one dared to approach, and they didn't know what happened.

"How is it? Did Senior Brother win?"

"I don't know, but it's really strong. Those thunderbolts can shock us to death if we touch them."

"Senior Brother Lin will definitely win, I believe in Senior Brother Lin."

"Bah, come to our Yanhua sect to show off his power, and none of the three peak masters who are still in the sect dared to come out. If it wasn't for Senior Brother Lin, I wouldn't know what this holy son would like to trample our Yanhua sect."

"In this battle, regardless of whether I win or lose, I will support Senior Brother Lin. Only Senior Brother Lin can make Yan Huazong stand upright in front of the major sects. We are not afraid of death, but we are afraid of losing our backbone."

Liu Yue smiled. Although she didn't see the final situation, she believed that Lord Saint Son would take action. Then this nasty guy has only one way to die. Maybe he is lying there like a dead dog now.

Liu Ruochen's expression was solemn, and he was amazed in his heart. The Holy Templar's practice was really powerful, and the Thunder Holy Law displayed by the Holy Son was unparalleled, much stronger than some of the Yanhua Sect's practices.

Maybe if you really wait for yourself to go to the Holy Templar, you can also learn the powerful exercises as scheduled.

The big sect is worthy of being a big sect, but it really is not comparable to a small sect like the Yanhua sect.

Once, Lord Holy Son promised her that when she arrived at the Holy Templar, she would give her a great fortune. Now this good fortune is coming. Even if her heart is calm and calm, she can't keep calm before this great fortune.

At this moment, a lazy, disdainful voice came from the dust.

"It seems that ten breaths think highly of you. With only four breaths, you are like a dead dog, weak, really weak."

A gust of wind swept through and blew all the dust away, and the situation on the ring suddenly shocked everyone.

Boom!

The mace slammed to the ground with a roar, staring at the figure, "Holy Son of the Holy Templar, but this is the case, you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, if you are not a visitor, you are now a pile of flesh and blood. ."

When Liu Ruochen, who was originally calm, saw this scene, he stood up abruptly, his expression was extremely rich, and his beautiful eyes were full of horror.

She couldn't believe it,

The Son of God, who was as strong as a god, was defeated.

And the guy she despised actually suppressed the Holy Son who was as powerful as a god in her heart. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, how could she have dared to believe it.

"Lord Holy Son." Liu Yue sat on the ground with a thud, her eyes flashing with horror, "Impossible, how could this hateful fellow be the opponent of Lord Holy Son."

Elder Huorong was the same at this time. He didn't expect that this kid would actually suppress the Holy Son of the Holy Templar. He was not only at the sixth level of the Earth Astral Realm. Could it be that there really are those monstrous people who can even surpass several levels. Can't suppress the strong?

The mystery of the human body is that it has boundless potential and expands its own capacity, but everyone has a limit. Even those monstrous people can jump up to two realms at most, but this kid jumped three realms in a row. What kind of power is this.

At this moment, he suddenly understood that Tian Xu was not confused, but had already seen that this child was extraordinary, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

However, when he looked at the old man on the side, he found that the old man was calm and did not react much because of this.

"This son is good, but it is a big mistake. If Lord Holy Son cuts off his arm, maybe he can save his life, but now it is too late." The dry old man's hoarse voice was extremely gloomy, as if he was in describe the subsequent results.

The onlookers stood dumbfounded, then clenched their fists and shouted with red necks.

"Senior brother is mighty, divine power is unparalleled, unmatched."

"Haha, I'm very happy. The high-ranking Holy Templar Holy Son was crushed by his senior brother. What a proud record. As a disciple of the same sect, my blood began to boil."

"What can the Holy Son do? Senior brother is here, how can he be allowed to be arrogant?"

"When can I be like Senior Brother Lin, and step on all these guys who came to our Yanhua Sect to show off their might."

At this moment, the body trembled, and the stones accumulated on the body seemed to have received some terrifying power, and instantly turned into pieces, and a voice like an abyss devil was transmitted.

"Very good, really good, you have completely angered me, Yan Huazong disciple, you can hurt me, it is the glory of your life."

Crackling!

The original silver thunder dissipated, and from that body, a purple thunder danced like a dragon, wrapping around the Son of God.

creak!

The bones exploded, and the holy son wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the half of his body that was slammed into the flesh and blood changed at this moment. the general.

"Do you know why the Holy Templar is the largest sect in the world? Although your Yanhua Sect has a vast and boundless territory, it is only a small sect, so I will tell you now."

"Because of the bloodline, the people of the Holy Templar, from the Holy Master to the ants, all have noble bloodlines that you weak people have never had, and what I want to tell you is that my bloodline is the Holy Body Thunder."

"what!"

The Holy Son roared up to the sky, and the whole world seemed to be pulled. In the void, the black clouds rolled, forming a huge vortex, and a rough thunder roared down, directly covering the Holy Son.

A powerful force swept out, and all the disciples retreated violently. In front of them, thunder shrouded, like a world of thunder. At the center, the holy son was a god, a true god of thunder.

"What a powerful force, Senior Brother should be able to hold it."

All the disciples were worried. They didn't expect that the Holy Son did not show all his strength before. Now this power burst out, suddenly shattering all their previous hopes, and a sense of powerlessness poured into their hearts.

Some disciples are unwilling, is the gap really so big?

For them, the word bloodline is extremely far away. Few people in the sect have mentioned bloodline, because their Yanhuazong people do not have any bloodline to speak of. Contains the blood of a monster.

But compared with these innate bloodlines of the Holy Templar, it is a world of difference.

Like the gap between the emperor and the beggar, although they are both human, the gap in identity cannot be concealed.

Liu Yue, who had been hit a lot, felt this violent force burst out from the body of the Holy Son, and suddenly regained her expression, with a hideous smile on her face.

"Sure enough, how could the Holy Son be suppressed so easily? It turned out that he just didn't show his true strength."

The old man looked at the scene under the stage, and nodded with satisfaction, "Although in the sect, the Lord of the Holy Son ranks at the bottom of the Holy Son, but it is also because he has not reached the Heavenly Astral Realm. Thunder senses the world, and the strength will be several times, ten times higher."

"Now the Holy Son is angry and no one can stop it, but rest assured, the Holy Son knows what to do, and will definitely save this disciple's life, but if he cuts off one arm, I am afraid he will get two arms."

Lin Fan stood there, letting the thunder entangle, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting now."

Step by step toward the world of thunder.

"The Holy Son of the Holy Templar, if you don't have the ability, it's really a pity."

In the eyes of everyone, Senior Brother Lin walked towards the Holy Son, and countless violent thunders swept in, turning into a thunder dragon that devoured the sky and the earth.

"However, I still say that, you don't know what a real thunderbolt is."

pat!

Lin Fan raised his hand and grabbed the rough Thunder Dragon wandering in front of him.

"You thunders are like playthings, not worth mentioning."

"Haha, I'm not ashamed to say it. Up to now, you are still holding on. If this is the case, then let you see the true power of the Holy Body Thunder."

"Thunderworld."

The Holy Son let out a loud shout, and a purple thunder god composed of thunder roared out, roaring up to the sky, with a thunder dragon entwined in his hands, the power of destruction was transmitted, and all the disciples who were shocked were horrified, and a sense of powerlessness rose.

"The power of Thunder is the most domineering and arrogant divine power in the world. Any mortal who dares to provoke divine might will be turned to ashes."

The Holy Son opened his hands, the thunder in his palms condensed together, and in the vortex of the void, the power of thunder roared down and continued to grow.

"Give me death." The Holy Son roared, pressing his palms, the thunder god, who had exploded with divine might, stretched out his huge palms and rolled directly towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan remained calm, staring at the holy son surrounded by thunder, "You have the power of blood, but you don't know how to accumulate background, and you are eager to break through the realm. In my eyes, you are not qualified to be my opponent."

Raising his palm to directly support the giant palm of Thor, a huge force slammed, and his footsteps took a step back.

"Hahahaha! I'll see how you resist." The Holy Son smiled arrogantly and looked at Lin Fan as if he were looking at an ant.

The gap between the realms still exists, but if it is only like this, then it is really too underestimated.

Tian Xu has been watching the situation in front of him. As long as the situation is not right, he will save the disciple as soon as possible. Now, when the Holy Son exerts the power of the blood vessels, he is already preparing.

His disciples have done well enough, to the point that none of the Yanhua Sect disciples can do it.

Regardless of the final result, he is proud to have such a disciple.

Seeing that Tu'er was being pushed back by the thunder's palm, he also understood in his heart that Tu'er had reached the limit.

But just as he was about to shoot, a scene that completely shocked him broke out.

"Crazy God in the sky!"

Only four words exploded in the air, no one knew the meaning of these four people, but he did.

The Seven Gods of Heaven, the second god, and the most powerful god among the seven gods.

Mad God!

Lin Fan felt that the power in his body that couldn't wait to burst out had begun to complain to himself.

"Holy Son, you have never experienced what is called power, so feel it now."

boom!

A beam of light shot straight into the sky, directly blowing away the black clouds in the void.

In the eyes of everyone, Senior Brother Lin's appearance changed, a vast force swept the whole world, and that violent force suppressed their minds.

The black hair that floats up starts to transform from the root of the hair. Every time it spreads, the power becomes stronger, and it spreads all the way to the tip of the hair. The long, fiery red hair is like a blood-colored devil descending. When he reached his chin, his blood-colored eyes stared at the heaven and the earth, which was shocking.

A **** mad god appeared behind him, and the mace and the frying pan in his hand slammed towards the Thor, and with one blow, the Thor was instantly smashed to pieces.

Lin Fan stepped out as if the sky was falling, giving people a dull feeling of depression.

Raising his hand and tearing it lightly, it tore a huge hole in the Thunder World.

As soon as his footsteps moved, his long red hair pulled out a red phantom and instantly appeared in front of the Son of God.

In the blink of an eye, as if it had penetrated time and space, the Holy Son did not react, and was directly picked up by a giant palm by his head.

"Did you feel it? This is power." Lin Fan was condescending, his blood-colored eyes flashing with a dull color. "Your bloodline is not worth mentioning in front of me."

"There's nothing to show off, because the disciples of Yan Huazong can crush you into a dog just like crushing an ant without relying on blood."

Arrogant, arrogant voice broke out.

Some of the disciples in the audience were holding their heads with both hands, as if the blood in their bodies was boiling and about to erupt, and they couldn't bear it.

"Senior brother, invincible."

Without relying on blood, he could crush the noble Son to death like an ant.

These words have completely excited them.

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