What it's like to be slashed by a knife.

Meng Tianqing once licked blood on the knife edge, and knew very well what it was like.

But what is it like to be stabbed to death, Meng Tianqing is now one hundred and eighty unwilling to experience it for himself.

But soon to experience the feeling!

"You can't kill—"

After his arm burst open, Meng Tianqing's face was shocked, and the words in his mouth that he couldn't kill me hadn't said yet, and the fist intent of the Great Sun Heavenly King Fist was like a fragile ceramic, and it was slashed by Lin Fan, and it was simply shattered.

The Heavenly Sword incarnated into the coldest and most ruthless killing weapon in the world, enlarged in Meng Tianqing's pupils, bringing a terrifying killing intent.

Burst.

The bright blade slashed across Meng Tianqing's body, splitting out the red and warm blood, swaying in the void, and embellishing a blood-red portrait in the void.

It's like paint splashing on the walls, creating a unique colorful pattern.

The blade was extremely sharp and unstoppable, cutting all the way down.

Meng Tianqing was screaming, his face was like ashes, his pupils contracted sharply, and his body was split by Lin Fan's knife, split into two in the air, and the whole process was only in an instant.

The grand head of the dignified Fog Hidden Island, after the decisive battle with Lin Fan, was finally buried in this sea area and walked towards the end of his life.

An Eighth Realm powerhouse of the Fog Hidden Island was thus buried in the sea.

"Meng Shouza!"

Witnessing Meng Tianqing being beheaded, the disciples of the Fog Hidden Island and the Patrol Angel in the distance were dumbfounded.

They didn't expect that even Meng Tianqing would appear on the stage with a killing treasure, but he couldn't help Lin Fan, but was killed by the other party, and he hated it on the spot.

Meng Tianqing's shattered body lost its levitation and fell into the sea like a meteorite, staining a body of water red when it stirred up a splash of waves.

The people around were shocked, and no one dared to step forward to collect Meng Tianqing's body.

A few sharks wander in the distant waters, refusing to leave, ready to enjoy the gastronomic feast here.

It was just a short half-pillar of incense, including Meng Tianqing, more than fifty people from Wuyin Island were killed by Lin Fan strongly.

"Today, this seat is standing here. ”

Lin Fan withdrew the Heavenly Sword, stood in the void with the knife in his hand, overlooking the people in the distance, and wrote lightly: "Who is going to come to send death, welcome to send." ”

Wei Mo's voice spread far away, and it fell into the ears of everyone present very clearly.

Everyone in the distance was silent, their eyes glanced at the red sea water under Lin Fan's feet, and then looked at the shining heavenly knife in Lin Fan's hand, only to feel a chill in their hearts.

Some demon cultivators and demon cultivators in the sea area began to take action, and quickly retreated at this time, wanting to give up this encirclement and suppression, unwilling to take their lives here in order to fight for that reward.

It's not worth it.

The disciples of Fog Hidden Island and the group of patrol angels looked at each other, not knowing what to do, looking at Lin Fan's arrogant posture, they only felt extremely unpleasant.

"Killing Meng Shouzao, his internal strength must have consumed a huge amount, and even at the end of the strong crossbow, we must not let him leave the Sea of Stars and Mist!"

A golden order patrol angel secretly gritted his teeth, and was the first to speak, saying that he would take the opportunity to encircle and suppress Lin Fan.

There are many people, and Lin Fan's internal strength will eventually be exhausted and he will be killed here.

Let Lin Fan stay in the sea of stars and fog forever.

"Kill!"

The other Jin Ling Patrol Angel also had the same idea, and his movements were very crisp, and he rushed towards Lin Fan at the first time.

His agile body is no less than Meng Tianqing when he appeared on the stage, flying at extreme speed against the sea.

At the passing point, the rolling gale broke through the water, stirring up white waves, as if a dragon's tail was swaying on the sea.

"Hmmm. ”

The light of the heavenly sword was bright and bright, and it unleashed a heavenly will knife and slashed Lin Fan directly.

With this slash, the power in the body of this Golden Order Patrol Angel had been urged to the extreme, and the power of the Nine Grades of the Heavenly Realm exploded in an instant.

He has used a sword of providence countless times, and he has mastered this strongest killing move.

The sword qi that burst out from the blade was condensed into three zhang long, whining, and slashing Lin Fan's chest with incomparably swift and swift might, wanting to split Lin Fan in two.

At the same time, there were more than ten patrol angels around them, and they also flew close to the sea, cutting through the blue and bright red sea, and came towards Lin Fan's strong siege.

Among them, there were six Golden Order Patrol Angels joining forces with each other, each using their magical powers, and bombarding Lin Fan together.

Facing the instantly approaching attack from all directions, Lin Fan didn't say a word, and a strong killing intent appeared in his eyes.

Between his moves, the heavenly knife in Lin Fan's hand bloomed with a brilliant and charming brilliance, like a frightening slash in the night sky.

Swish!

Everyone saw a light erupt in front of Lin Fan.

The light was fleeting.

It's a sword!

This knife, although it is just an ordinary knife of providence.

But it was unleashed with the power of the Eighth Realm!

In an instant, Lin Fan's black hair danced, and the heavenly knife cut through the rushing wind, cutting off the two patrol angels in front of him.

The red blood flowers swayed in the air, but they did not touch Lin Fan's body.

Providence is like a knife, cutting off the pride of heaven.

The blade continued to move forward, moving with Lin Fan, and a knife like a dragon went out to sea, piercing the bodies of the three patrol angels in front of him.

The bodies of the three people were still moving rapidly in the air, and when they realized that they were being attacked, they subconsciously looked at their chests and saw that there was a huge blood hole.

After that, the consciousness of the three of them was scattered, and their eyes went black, and they fell into the sea with a thud, and they were completely killed.

in the following time.

Lin Fan turned into a demon saint, holding the heavenly sword to patrol the angels, killing the surrounding onlookers to retreat, the cold hair stood on end, and his heart was beating for a while, and he didn't dare to participate in the battle at all.

Only the people of the Fog Hidden Island have a moth to the fire.

"Puff puff. ”

Blood flowers bloomed in the air, filling the salty and humid air with the smell of blood.

It wasn't until he killed the twenty-sixth Patrol Angel that Lin Fan jumped up and suspended in the air at a height of 100 zhang, his eyes scanning the embarrassed people and people of the Fog Hidden Island.

"If no one offends me, I will not offend anyone. If anyone sins against me, I will punish him. ”

Lin Fan's gaze swept over the people in the distance one by one, and the indifference in his voice was not concealed.

"Who else wants to ask for advice? ”

Facing Lin Fan's demon-like figure, many people shrank their necks.

Tongtian Realm martial artists are not cabbages, and they can't grab a handful.

Not to mention the powerhouses of the Eighth Realm.

Under Lin Fan's majesty, Meng Tianqing carried the mountain seal.

Who else can compete with it?

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence at this moment, and only the sound of the waves surging slowly sounded in everyone's ears.

Seeing that the crowd no longer stepped forward, Lin Fan glanced at the group of patrol angels not far away, and decisively put the Heavenly Sword on his back, turned around and walked towards the south.

Blue sea, clear sky.

The slight sea breeze is refreshing.

However, the smell of blood in the air shattered the artistic conception of this beauty.