Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Two Unreasonable Thoughts

Tianxu stood there dumbfounded, with what he saw now, what else could shock him so much.

But at this moment, he was completely shocked, even talking to himself.

"What kind of evildoer is my disciple? In just one month, the Seven Gods and Heavenly Law have been activated to the Second God. How is this possible? What kind of potential is this supporting my disciple?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, his palms began to tremble. This was not fear, but excitement, utter excitement.

"Impossible." The Holy Son roared fiercely, struggling continuously, and countless thunders roared, hitting Lin Fan's body directly.

He didn't believe that it would be like this. As the Holy Son of the Holy Templar Sect, how could he be beaten by a sect disciple in a remote country without the ability to fight back, and now he was held in his hands ashamedly.

boom!

With a light punch, it hit the abdomen of the Holy Son, the Holy Son bowed, and the clothes on the back seemed to be impacted by the astral energy, bursting directly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. .

"Okay, I'll send you to heaven, your strength is too weak, I'm tired of playing." Lin Fan clasped his fingers together, and the violent qi continued to condense. If he punched him, the Holy Son would definitely explode in an instant.

The old man in the stands saw this scene, his eyes were splitting, his dry body continued to expand, and the power in his body spread, filling his limbs and bones.

The originally dry body continued to grow and fill, and the strong old man emerged, and at the same time, a breath roared out, and the sound of thunder exploded.

"Shuzi, you dare." The old man's body turned into a stream of light and attacked Lin Fan directly, "How noble is the Holy Son, if you dare to attack, you deserve to die."

Lin Fan's eyes lightly picked up, he glanced at him casually, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect you to be the strongest. Although you are still at the ninth level of the Earth Astral Realm, you are much stronger than this holy son."

"Alright, let's take you to see how strong I am now, I just happen to have no one to accompany me to practice."

Then his eyes turned to Huo Rong and then to the distance, "No one is allowed to shoot, this old man belongs to me."

"Presumptuous, holy fist bright."

The old man let out a loud shout, and pulled out countless rays of light behind him, like a horse training, bending an arc from behind and covering his fist.

"It's hard work,

I like it, but it's much more practical than these fancy stunts. "Lin Fan smiled, and the smile was very refreshing, and finally met another person who practiced hard skills.

This old man is really too much. He knows that there are many sequelae of hard work. He directly condenses all the qi and blood, so that the body is not damaged.

However, all this is only the self-protection of the weak.

The strong do not need protection, so what if the body is destroyed, ten seconds later, he will push everything horizontally again.

The right-hand mace, facing the old man's punch, was not false at all, and roared down directly and forcibly hit it.

"Boy, let go of the Holy Son and spare you not to die." The old man shouted loudly, his aura became more vigorous. As a servant of the Holy Son, he naturally wanted to protect the safety of the Holy Son, but he didn't expect the scene to change so quickly that even he did not respond. come over.

"Haha, you can beat me, let's talk about it." Lin Fan laughed wildly, his blood boiled completely, his mace slammed down, and bombarded with the old man's white light holy fist.

A huge force swept out, and the arena suffered from this kind of impact force, constantly breaking apart. This is the power generated by the collision of strength and strength.

Elder Huo Rong felt that the matter was beyond his expectations, and wanted to step forward to stop it, but a voice sounded in his mind and stopped abruptly.

"If you dare to interfere with my disciple's hearty battle, the old man will break your leg." Tian Xu said, Huo Rong felt helpless, how could senior brother be like this, how could he allow his disciple to mess around.

What if something happened.

But he also knows that Senior Brother Tianxu is not afraid of the sky and the earth. When I was young, I used to say a word, even if the sky falls, it is just death. What else can make me afraid.

The old man felt the power conveyed by this mace, and his expression was very dignified. He didn't expect this guy's strength to be so powerful. He was obviously at the sixth level of the Earth Astral Realm, but he was able to break out a level higher than the ninth level of the Earth Astral Realm. To be strong.

Can't stay, this guy absolutely can't stay in Yan Huazong, he must be killed.

The Holy Templar sect stood still and became the largest sect in the world, not only by its own strength, but also by any sect. If there are evildoers, the Templar will assassinate these evildoers at the first time.

Now, even if he tries to stay in Yan Huazong forever, he will kill this kid.

"Boy, let go of the Holy Son." The old man scolded angrily.

"Okay." Lin Fan smiled, raised his left hand, grabbed the Holy Son and smashed it at the old man. The strong wind was blowing. The old man originally wanted to fight back, but when his eyes narrowed, he found the Holy Son. It was even bombarded as a weapon, and it was also abruptly retreated, retreating several dozen feet away.

"You bastard, you actually use the Holy Son as a weapon." The old man didn't expect this Yanhua Sect disciple to be so despicable. If it weren't for his quick reaction, I am afraid that if he just punched him, he might have killed the Holy Son. .

"A strong person is omnipotent. Everything has its function, but it is easy to be ignored." Lin Fan threw his arm and slammed the Holy Son on the ground. With a roar, the gravel flew and the ground cracked. , "Look, what a handy weapon, not only has blood, but also is very soft, you don't need it, but you haven't felt the power of this weapon."

boom!

The footsteps of a tower, the ground cracked, and an afterimage appeared in place.

The old man's expression was dignified and troublesome. It was too troublesome. He had encountered countless enemies, but he had never seen such a despicable opponent, even using the Holy Son as a weapon.

Just as he was thinking about these things, the mace struck again.

"You bastard, you are courting death, the holy fist of great light." The old man shouted loudly, and punched out, as if a thousand feet of white light burst out. In this punch, it seemed that there were two-winged angels circling out, trying to kill all the demons. General capture.

"Human flesh swept across." Lin Fan rolled his left hand, grabbed the Holy Son's feet directly, and slammed towards the old man.

The head of the Holy Son was swaying in the gust of wind, and the face that was blown by the wind began to deform. The old man just wanted to avoid it, but he didn't know when, the mace suddenly dissipated, and suddenly he found that this guy was holding a huge cauldron. Shoot at the waist.

boom!

A fist slammed on the giant cauldron, and there was a roaring explosion, but suddenly, a gust of wind from the left was suppressed, and when he reacted, he was shocked. It will blow the Son to death.

boom!

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood, and the body of the Holy Son collided with him in the middle. He only felt that the internal organs in the body were completely rolled up, as if they were about to burst. , holding the holy son who had become a blood man in his arms, endured the injury, and violently retreated.

At this moment, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and finally snatched the Holy Son.

Tick ​​tock!

There was the sound of blood dripping.

"Old man, what are you doing? Do you know that your holy son lost a leg because of you?" Lin Fan didn't expect the weapon to be snatched by the old man, but he admired the old man's ruthlessness hot.

The old man didn't know what was going on, but when he saw what Lin Fan was holding in his hand and looked at the Son again, his eyes were split open and he roared angrily.

"How dare you do this"

He found that Saint Son was missing a leg, and the blood was still gurgling, so he immediately took out the medicinal pill, let Son Son take it, and stopped the blood.

At the same time, he had just been bombarded by the giant cauldron, and he was already seriously injured. At this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"It's none of my business, don't think I'm easy to bully, and push anything on my head. If you hadn't robbed my weapon, my weapon wouldn't have been broken. All of this is your fault. "

"If you dare to frame me again, I will smash you into meat pie."

Lin Fan was angry. Good people are hard to do, and kind people are often framed by others. This is obviously not his business. If this old man doesn't grab his own weapon, the weapon will not lack a thigh.

The disciples in the audience were completely dumbfounded.

Senior Brother Lin was really too violent. He originally thought that he would lose, but now it seems that Senior Brother pushed away with his powerful strength, and directly suppressed the people of the Holy Templar into the ring.

This kind of brilliance, except when the Great Emperor Yan Hua is alive, has there ever been such a brilliance.

"Okay, it's time for you to leave." Lin Fan was ready to kill these two guys here. No matter how strong the Templar Sect was, he could spare them both because of this.

Even if you are attacked and killed afterward, you will fight. Dignity is not obtained by gouging, but by killing.

A battle with a huge death, but it can make the Yan Huazong live forever, no one dares to bully, it is all worth it.

Fear of hands and feet, will eventually be bullied, even if it is a dance, maybe dare to dance a few times.

At this moment, Elder Huorong's voice came.

"stop."

But how could Lin Fan listen, the killing intent in his eyes turned into a red light, slamming away towards the two of them.

Elder Huo Rong's complexion changed greatly, and he appeared on the ring in an instant. He directly took Lin Fan's punch lightly, then turned to Lin Fan, shook his head, and motioned to stop.

At this moment, another voice exploded in Lin Fan's mind.

"Teacher, forget it, I support your actions for the teacher, but they of the sect will not let you kill the people of the Holy Templar."

Lin Fan took a deep breath, his thoughts were not very clear, and he really wanted to vent.

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