Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Man Was Killed

Lin Fan carried the mace, raised his head and raised his chest.

"How to write death? Let me tell you, this word has never existed. I'll give you a chance now, kneel down, and shout Dad, I'll leave you a whole corpse." Lin Fan shouted.

Wang Ziyan leaned towards Wang Shufeng, with a look of horror on her face, "This person must be crazy, Qingmeng is already a powerhouse at the ninth level of body quenching, and his strength is extremely powerful, he probably doesn't know what this means. "

Wang Shufeng was already in despair. He didn't expect Qingmeng's strength to have reached such a level. If he had known earlier, he would never have killed himself.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Lu Qiming clenched his teeth, his snow-white teeth had already been stained red with blood, his eyes stared at Qingmeng angrily, and roared: "Qingmeng has a way to fight us..."

Qing Rogue laughed, "It's really a deep friendship, but don't worry, you will be reunited soon."

He didn't take the guy in front of him into his eyes at all. In his opinion, the eighth-level rubbish of the Tempered Body was just a piece of trash that could be suppressed with a flip of a hand.

Lin Fan is also analyzing it now. With so many people around, he must not lose face. The opponent's combat power is 9, while his own is 8. However, if you add my ingenuity and explosiveness, it won't be much to blow up the opponent. difficulty.

At this moment, Lin Fan's eyes froze for a moment, staring at Qing Meng's back.

Qing Mang noticed that the other party's eyes had suddenly changed. The playful eyes from before had become extremely solemn, and his heart was also condensed. Could it be that something happened and failed.

"Damn it! There is a woman with no clothes on, spreading her legs over there." Lin Fan suddenly exclaimed, with a look of disbelief, this expression is really vivid.

According to the theory of past life, for men, women without clothes are 70% attractive, but if you add seductive sentences, the chance of turning your head can reach 100%.

"A woman with no clothes on?" Qing Meng was stunned for a moment, and turned his head sharply, but there was nothing. Suddenly, he felt a sense of crisis.

"Come on, Sebi, give me death." Lin Fan took this opportunity to swing his mace and smashed it at Qingmeng.

"Violent Mace" is already eight layers, the power is not a joke, if you swing it out, even the air will explode.

"You bastard." Qing roar roared, he didn't expect this guy to be so despicable, he moved back suddenly, but suddenly, his cheeks were burning with pain, and there was liquid flowing down, which was blood.

boom!

The mace bombarded the ground, with a huge destructive force, smashing the place into a deep pit.

Lin Fan looked at Qing Meng with a mean smile, "Next time, I'll definitely smash you into meat pie."

Seeing the red at the beginning, it has already won half of the game.

Lu Qiming and the others stared in disbelief. They didn't expect Junior Brother Lin to be so strong. The move just now seemed very ordinary, but the power was terrifying.

"So strong, Junior Brother Lin's strength is so strong." Zhang Long said in horror, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he have believed it.

Qing rogue touched his cheek, looked at the blood on his fingers, and growled fiercely, "Damn, I want you to die."

A boiling corrosive aura enveloped his palms, his whole body became gloomy, and he fiercely rushed towards Lin Fan.

"Hehe, if you want me to die, let's see if you have the ability, and see if I break your head." Lin Fan shouted, the mace in his hand was using Feng Sheng Shui, and then directly moved towards Qing Qing. The rogue smashed, "Watch out for your head."

Lu Qiming was very nervous, "Junior Brother Lin is still too careless, how can you tell the other party what he wants to attack..."

Just as he was about to say it all, the last word was stuck in his throat.

What did he see?

He unexpectedly saw Junior Brother Lin. He swung out a blow, and the other side blocked it with both hands. At this time, Junior Brother Lin came with a dragon waving its tail, and his foot hit the other side's crotch. How many years have you been practicing.

"what!"

Qingmeng's face was blue and white, his hind legs were slammed, his legs were tucked, his face was gloomy and terrible, his eyes were fixed on Lin Fan, "Damn, despicable and shameless, how dare you do this to me."

Lin Fan took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly, "With your fighting consciousness, it's a miracle that you can survive until now, but don't think it's so easy to end, just take my trick."

Yin Xiaotian stared in astonishment. He didn't expect Junior Brother Lin to have an advantage in the face of this guy. In their opinion, it was simply impossible.

However, they couldn't stand it anymore, and Junior Brother Lin's move was too damaging, and the damage was a little scary.

But at this moment, Lin Fan noticed that Qing Meng's legs were close together, and his forehead was dripping with sweat. Obviously, the kick just now made him unbearable.

Therefore, he stopped, and Qing Mang became vigilant when he saw that the other party had stopped. He didn't know what the other party was going to do.

Lin Fan put down his mace, looked at Qingmeng, and said with a straight face: "I, Lin Fan, never take advantage of people's dangers. I think you are in pain. I want you to take it easy. I won't move."

"Junior Brother Lin, you can't." Zhang Long was in a hurry when he saw this situation. "When dealing with this kind of evil cultivator, you must not be soft-hearted, and you must kill him."

Lin Fan threw his hand and said sternly: "Senior Brother Zhang, don't say it, I have made up my mind, Qing rogue, I think you are a man, let you relax."

Qing Mang didn't speak, but looked at Lin Fan vigilantly. He wouldn't believe that the other party would let him slow down, but as time passed, he suddenly realized that this guy really didn't seem to move.

Zhang Long and the others were sweating profusely. They didn't know what Lin Fan was thinking, how could they miss such a good opportunity.

At this moment, Qing Meng couldn't bear it any longer. He covered his crotch with both hands, his face became extremely weird, and he was all the time relieving the pain.

He didn't expect this guy to be so stupid, and he even gave him time to relax, and he sneered in his heart, but suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, and then roared angrily.

"How can you be so despicable." He didn't expect this guy to kill him directly while he was soothing.

"I, Lin Fan, will never treat a demon like you righteously. Only beheading you is the only way to save people. Give me death."

"The big explosion of the wolf teeth."

Lin Fan roared, his arms swelled violently, and the speed of his waving instantly became faster, and the air erupted with a roar.

"Damn." Qing roar roared, his arms were instantly firm, and he directly bombarded with the mace.

boom!

Qing Meng's face changed, and his face was instantly congested.

"Damn it!" Lin Fan was stunned, "You can still hold on, I don't believe in this evil."

Lin Fan swung the mace with one hand and hammered it down one after the other.

The huge force directly made Qing Rogue kneel on one knee. He didn't expect the power of this garbage to be so powerful. The moment he touched it, he felt a force that did not belong to the eighth layer of body quenching.

And his arm, which was strengthened by qi and blood, actually felt numb and swollen at the same time.

"I think you are mentally retarded. You actually use your flesh and blood to hit Lao Tzu's mace. You are seeking your own death." At this time, Lin Fan hammered down.

Qing rogue is already scolding mother in his heart. You are so insidious, and you don't give people a chance to react. If you don't use your hands to resist, what else can you do?

boom!

boom!

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

Zhang Long was completely dumbfounded, what is the situation now, Qing Meng was pressed and beaten by Junior Brother Lin.

Lin Fan picked up the mace, and the hammer was very refreshing, while Qingmeng raised his arms and kept resisting. He was a little dazed by the hammer, and his arms were full of blood. He did not expect He himself was in danger.

There is absolutely no room for return.

"Is it strong or not, I'll ask you, I, Lin Fan, are strong." Lin Fan was already addicted to hammering, and his inner satisfaction was almost bursting.

The eighth floor of "Violent Mace" exploded rapidly. In the eyes of everyone, this mace is an afterimage.

Smashing and smashing, Lin Fan realized that something was wrong.

"Fuck! Humans..." Lin Fan carried his mace, looked left and right, but couldn't see anyone, then looked at everyone, "Senior brothers, where is that guy?"

Gollum!

Everyone swallowed.

Lu Qiming raised his hand in astonishment and stammered, "Master... Junior Brother, he is with you."

"Where?" Lin Fan looked at it, "Where?"

In the eyes of everyone, this is too cruel.

At this time, the rogue had been directly punched through by the mace, and hung on it, as if he still had a breath left.