Lin Fan lifted the two of them high, burst into a loud shout, and slammed into the ground.

Bang!

The ground exploded, rubble flew wildly, and then a deep pit was formed, which continued to fall, and gradually, the figures of the three disappeared, buried deep underground.

The onlookers saw it really, for the two strongest holy sons being violently beaten, they couldn't accept it, but they adjusted their mentality and gradually accepted this fact.

But they don't understand.

"You say, what the hell is going on, why is that pig dead, and Lord Lin Feng is so angry?"

"Hmm...... Maybe it's the pig that's important. ”

"No, I feel that this Lin Fengism is thin and cloudy, and he values love and righteousness, even if it is a pig in the sect, he still remembers it, and he feels that his brother was killed by someone, so he is so angry. ”

This makes sense. ”

The onlookers have a very clear idea, and they can be regarded as those who are close to Zhu and those who are close to ink are black, and they look at it from the perspective of wait-and-see, and they can be regarded as seeing the specific situation clearly.

"Huh, why hasn't it come out yet?"

Everyone is very puzzled, it's been a while, why hasn't this person come out yet, could it be that he is discussing something below?

Or is it that the ground is too deep to be felt?

Just when everyone was confused, a figure came out of the dust.

Lin Fan had blood on his body, but the injuries had already disappeared, and he was carrying the strongest Holy Son in his left and right hands.

Their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, their limbs were drooping, and they had no strength to resist.

"Today, a pig in my sect was killed by you, and this matter is not over with you, but before that, I have to ask you, are you crazy. Lin Fan asked.

"Don't be too arrogant. Feng Shaolie opened his bloated eyelids with great difficulty, the gap was very small, but the flickering eyes were very angry.

Bang!

With a movement of the wrist, the heads of the two collided directly together, and the big bag bulged in an instant.

"Are you crazy?" Lin Fan asked again.

Sikong Zhuo was full of big bags, he was heartbroken when he hit him before, and he even had the heart to die, so he said directly, "Don't be crazy." ”

Those who know the times are Junjie, and if there is no chance to turn over, don't hold on, otherwise in the end, you won't know how to die.

Especially the strongest saint son like him, not only is he the most imposing, but even his desire to survive is terrifying.

"You guy, you think you can be lawless if you take me, let me tell you, you're still far away. "Feng Shaolie has a very strong temper, very unwilling, only he is crazy in front of others, and he doesn't like others to be crazy in front of him.

"It's very iron-headed. Lin Fan sighed very much, "Very good, the master of this peak likes you as an iron one." ”

After saying this, it collided again.

With a bang, the two people who touched it were dizzy, and their eyes were black.

"I'm not crazy anymore, what does this have to do with me. Sikong Zhuo was already confused, why did he hit it again.

Lin Fan snorted, "He's still crazy, the two of you are one, naturally you share blessings and difficulties." ”

Shocked to hear this, Sikong Zhuo was dumbfounded, is there such a statement?

When he asked again, when he was crazy or not, Feng Shaolie still didn't answer, obviously still crazy.

But Sikong Zhuo couldn't help it, and scolded, "Feng Shaolie, you bastard, when do you want to drag me, even if you are crazy, don't drag me in." ”

Bang!

The sound of the collision is very loud, like a big bell, crisp, and the timbre is very good.

"It's cruel. The onlookers were a little frightened and a little frightened, the two strongest holy sons were so miserable, what amazing eyes.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, the ghost would have believed it.

"Hmph, what is there to fear from death, I, Feng Shaolie, as the strongest Holy Son of the Yang God Temple, will not lose this share, and you, Sikong Zhuo, as the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sky Holy Land, are afraid to beg for mercy, between you and me, you can never be compared, the difference is very far. ”

Feng Shaolie's words were sonorous and powerful, and a momentum of fearlessness of life and death erupted.

And those who watched the play were also amazed.

"Holy Son Feng Shaolie is worthy of being the strongest Holy Son in the Yang God Temple, even if he is not defeated by the other party, he is worthy of respect. ”

"Well, there is backbone, but this Sikong Zhuo is far from Feng Shaolie, and he doesn't even have any backbone. ”

The discussion continued, and then it became louder and louder, and anyway, the strongest Son was surrendered, and they were not afraid of being heard.

Sikong Zhuo's face was pale, who could stand it when he was said like this, and then glared at the void and said viciously.

"What do you guys know, stay in Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, he is less strong and hard, then die. ”

Everyone in the void glanced at each other, and said no more, the Eternal Sky Holy Land was very powerful, so there was no need to fight with this strongest holy son, if the feng shui took turns, the consequences would be a little unbearable.

"You're good. Lin Fan praised Feng Shaolie's backbone.

Feng Shaolie was overjoyed, but he was still very arrogant on the surface, "Hmph, my skills are not as good as others, I Feng Shaolie admitted, but you want me to admit defeat, it is absolutely impossible, you didn't make me willing." ”

As the strongest Son of the Yang Temple, he has received comprehensive training.

For example, when you are outside, if you encounter a strong person who is invincible, don't coax it too quickly, otherwise you will die faster.

The stronger the person, the more sympathetic to each other, if strong and unyielding, it will make the other party interested and curious, so that there is a great chance of escaping.

How can a huge holy place only have to practice all the way, and all kinds of situations must be involved.

As for Sikong Zhuo's intimidation so quickly, he was obviously focused on strength, did not receive comprehensive training, did not know the depth of the outside world, and did not know the hearts of the people.

He saw a touch of appreciation in Lin Fan's eyes, and it was obviously a success.

Feng Shaolie mended the knife and made the final impact, "Kill me, I won't admit defeat." ”

When he said this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the other party below should say 'I won't kill you', as long as he waited for this sentence, he would be completely safe.

But suddenly, Feng Shao was stunned violently, completely dumbfounded.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's kill you, you've been disagreeing like this, I'm very unhappy, the backbone is backbone, but the backbone is useless, I'm not familiar with you, and I'm not stupid, let you go, isn't it just to find displeasure for yourself?"

"The lord of this peak respects people with backbone, and guarantees that you will die decently, after all, you are also a decent person in front of you, and you can't die badly. ”

Lin Fan sighed, clenching his fists, the terrifying power condensing.

Feng Shaolie's forehead was covered with sweat, which was different from what he thought, and it was different from what he had learned.

"Hey, Brother Feng, why bother, just to prove that you have backbone, you have to die, go, I will obey you and respect you as a man. Sikong Zhuo was helpless, "Lord Lin Feng, I am convinced, but please give Brother Feng a decent way to die." ”

"Well, the master of this peak is best at making people die with dignity, my punch will not destroy his body, the power will penetrate his body, shatter the internal organs, crush the nerves, from the outside, there is absolutely no problem. ”

Lin Fan was brewing strength, and just as he was about to make a move, Feng Shaolie suddenly spoke.

"Wait. His throat moved, and a drop of sweat rolled down his cheek.

"What's the matter? Is there any last word to say, yes, I can pass it on to the Yang Temple for you. Lin Fan said.

Feng Shaoqiang's momentum weakened, and his voice was a little small, like a mosquito buzzing, "I'm not crazy anymore." ”

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you, can you be louder. Lin Fan leaned his ears and listened carefully.

Feng Shaolie was very embarrassed, and raised his voice slightly, "I don't ......"

Bang!

Lin Fan didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he directly picked up the two of them again, and they collided violently.

"Ahh

Two screams rang out.

Sikong Zhuo had another big bag on his head, "Lord Lin Feng, what does this have to do with me, he said that he is not crazy, why can he bring me in." ”

Lin Fan grabbed Feng Shaolie, very disdainful, "You guy, you are extremely hateful, and you are the strongest holy son, you are simply inferior to pigs and dogs, and you can also act as a person with backbone?" Kneel down and immediately make amends to me to the person with backbone." ”

Feng Shaolie's tears of pain were about to fall, everything was a lie, and the Yang God Temple mistook him for life.

The people who watched the play were stunned, they didn't expect that the strongest saint son with such a backbone would be pretended.

"I'm blind, it's exactly the same, and it's the Holy Yang Divine Body, even my disciple is not as good. ”

"Hey, it's boring, it's really boring, such a person can still be the strongest holy son, if you want me to say, if you give me the Holy Yang Divine Body, I can have more backbone than him, do you believe it or not?"

"Well, that's true, if the old man is on it, the old man will be okay. ”

After this battle, Feng Shaolie's reputation is afraid that it will be bad.

"I apologize to the person with backbone and tell him that you shouldn't pretend to be someone with backbone. Lin Fan scolded solemnly.

"A person with backbone?" Feng Shaolie was fascinated, where to find this kind of person?

This clearly wants him to die.

Lin Fan stood there, unable to hold back anymore, grabbing Sikong Zhuo's head, preparing to let the two collide again.

But Sikong Zhuo was impressed by Feng Shaolie's stupidity, and roared angrily: "Feng Shaolie, you pig-like thing, Lord Lin Feng is such a backbone person, you can't see it, are you blind, why don't you hesitate or not." ”

He shouted these words with the greatest strength.

Sure enough, when he said this, he was put down by the other party, and touched the top of his head, and received an appreciative look.

Feng Shaolie was stunned, is it so cheap?

But seeing that the opponent's fist of death was coming, he knelt on the ground with a pop.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be pretending to be a backbone person, I'm mean, I'm shameless, I really don't want to die, don't kill me. "Feng Shaolie is about to cry.

Who wants to die?

Especially with his kind of cultivation, he doesn't want to die.

The desire to survive is terrifying.

Lin Fan grabbed the two of them, didn't say much, took off into the air, and then threw them into the sect, and the following things were very simple.

Talent attraction, the two strongest holy sons, with divine bodies, are very good, and they can be regarded as able to rise the façade.

The people who watched the play were stunned, this was the first time they had seen such a scene.

It's not just the two holy sons who are spineless.

Even this tyrant Lin Feng Lord has no self-knowledge.

As for the name of tyrant, they also gave it to them.

However, 'making up shame' should be more suitable.