Chapter Twenty-Three: The Temple of Sacrifice

Facing the gangs of thugs.

Lin Fan didn't panic at all, the Ten Thousand Furnace Refining Body gave him endless courage, and a slightly shorter murderer attacked, and he wanted to collapse the opponent's chest with one punch.

But the other party's height is really short, a punch hit the opponent's face, the fist covered, the opponent's facial features gradually distorted, blood splattered, and then the fist power exploded, the face was sunken, clicking, as if the cervical vertebrae of the neck were broken, and the body was like a cannonball, flying out upside down and crashing into the shop, life and death unknown.

At this time, Lin Fan was like a humanoid giant beast, he didn't take the attacking murderer to heart, and beat him violently with his fists.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The screams continued.

After a dull roar, a murderer was blown away, and there was a big gap between their cultivation and Lin Fan, and it was even more difficult to resist in terms of strength, belonging to the two extremes.

"Big brother, help."

A murderer saw that Lin Fan was extremely cruel and wanted to run to his eldest brother to find protection, but he ran a little slowly, and grabbed his head with a big hand.

"Ah......h

He trembled with fear, his legs trembled terribly, and although he had his back to Lin Fan, he still felt that terrible deterrent.

"Big brother, I was wrong, I didn't mean to go against you, can you let me go?"

Listen to the sound of begging for mercy.

Lin Fan lifted the other party up, grabbed the other party's legs with the other hand, and raised them directly above his head, "When you have malice towards me, all opportunities are gone." ”

As soon as the words fell.

I saw Lin Fan raise his knee and slam the other party towards his knee.

Click!

Crisp sound.

The lumbar vertebrae were broken, and the other party's body formed a reverse arch, and then threw the little brother who begged for mercy aside, as for whether he was dead or alive, there was no need to care, and if he could survive, it was his fate, and his fate should not be extinguished.

A moment later.

There was no one around to stand, not even a wailing scream, and Yangjiazhen returned to its former calm.

For this group of murderers, they think that they have died unjustly.

If you are so powerful, you would have said it earlier, why do you bully people like this.

Lin Fan slowly picked up the lantern on the ground and looked at the big man in front of him, that is, the eldest brother of this group of murderers.

Walking towards the other party step by step, his current state of mind is very good, as if what just happened is just a small thing, no need to care, let alone take it to heart.

Walking in front of the big man, he raised the lantern so that the light could shine on the other party's face, and he could see very clearly that the big man in front of him was indeed very vicious, and his appearance was extraordinary, especially the black dragon pattern on his body added a bit of unique charm for no reason.

Wang Mang, who was always clasping his hands, as Lin Fan walked in front of him, his seemingly expressionless expression actually set off a monstrous wave in his heart.

I don't know if it was fear or what, Wang Mang slowly lowered his arms, and his gloomy gaze locked on Lin Fan.

"Who the hell are you?"

He didn't believe that Lin Fan was guarding the gate by the Demon Suppression Division, and he had never seen anyone who could guard the gate so powerful.

"Demon Suppressor Si Lin Fan, the one who guards the gate."

Lin Fan also replied, what he said was the truth, there was absolutely no falsehood, if you have a little strength, you can't look at the door, if this is the case, it will be a little unfair.

"Do you think Lao Tzu will believe it?"

Wang Mang was furious, annoyed and angry, the blood in his body was boiling, and he was naturally not weak when he cultivated to reach the ninth level of the Blood Melting Realm, and his punches were magnificent.

If you have to compare, you may be able to be on par with Zhang Yan.

Although Zhang Yanxiu is to reach the Ning Yang Realm.

But there is definitely a gap in the degree of vigor and blood in terms of qi and blood.

"If you don't believe it, beat it until you believe it."

A moment later.

In the dark.

A figure stood there, there were obviously two people, but only one person stood there, indicating that one of them had really fallen.

If you look closely, you can see Wang Mang lying there, his chest is shriveled, he can see the bones, blood is gurgling out, and his head is branded with a fist mark, which directly shatters the skull.

Seeing this situation, anyone can imagine how miserable the scene is.

Lin Fan began to search the body, constantly groping, except for finding some silver taels, he really didn't find anything good, and then found a token on Wang Mang's body.

"Six Yin again?"

"Looks like I've hit the outlaws' nest."

Pack up his things, leave the corpses alone, there will be birds to help him solve it, turn around and leave with the lantern, and this is the end of tonight's activity.

He didn't think about sparing their lives, maybe they could continue to provide malicious intent to themselves, but this group of real murderers, let them go, maybe there will be innocent ordinary people who will become the object of their venting.

As the gatekeeper of the Demon Suppression Division, how could he tolerate such a thing.

Killing is the best option.

Gradually.

The figure carrying the lantern left Yangjia Town, leaving nothing behind, leaving only a corpse that had been blown up, adding some beautiful colors to this quiet Yangjia Town for no reason.

City gates.

The two soldiers opened the door and saw Lin Fan, who was smiling and still carrying a lantern back, they thought to themselves, it seems that they didn't encounter weirdness outside, everything is so safe.

This makes them feel at ease, it's good to live in Linyang, with the protection of such a dedicated and dedicated Demon Suppressor, it's really reassuring, if there is a weird person who doesn't know whether to live or die here, it will definitely be wiped out in minutes.

Demon Suppressor, go back to the house.

Lin Fan was ready to sleep, looked down, but he didn't expect his fist to be stained with blood, which made him, who loves cleanliness, a little intolerant of such a thing, poured some hot water and washed it well, looked at his white and clean hands, and showed a satisfied smile.

Lying on the bedboard, staring at the ceiling for a while, sleepiness hit, and I fell asleep with a snort.

The dawn always comes so suddenly, and it feels like it doesn't take long to get dawn when I lie down, which is a very strange situation.

Lin Fan washed up, went out to fill his stomach and cleaned the courtyard with a broom as usual, his work was like this, although it was easy, but it was very fulfilling.

Cleaning is over.

He came to the training ground.

He used to refuse to cultivate, but now his pursuit is invincible in the world, there is no enemy of enemies, weird is the number one enemy in his life, as long as he kills them all, nothing can affect him.

He didn't practice boxing, he practiced the fist that he thought was comfortable, opening and closing, containing majestic blood, the fist burst out, the air was vibrating, accompanied by a roar, which was enough to show that this fist cultivation was very right.

How else could it be so powerful?

The people who came to the training ground early looked at Lin Fan dumbfounded.

They had never seen Lin Fan come to cultivate early in the morning.

Seeing the ferocious appearance of the other party's fist, he muttered in his heart...... It doesn't seem to be able to stop it.

The cultivation is over.

Lin Fan felt that his body was very hot, and his blood and qi were also mobilized, so he didn't continue to practice with his fists, and said goodbye to everyone, as if to say, you continue, I'm just here to practice, and now I have to go back to the gate and continue to guard the gate.

That's what I really do.

An Hai and Chen Peng looked at each other.

They've seen Ringo's fist.

gritted his teeth, and practiced desperately.

Otherwise......

The gap will get bigger and bigger.

It's not what they want to see.

Everyone has a heart for comparison.

PS: Squeak!!!