"Nima, pit Lao Tzu!"

Hearing the words of the white-clothed elder, Lin Fan was furious.

The other party is obviously cheating on himself, four or five groups together is not enough, but also the first group?

Will it be that after beating this bunch of people, everyone will be on?

However, these were no longer issues that should be considered now, because the first group of Yunlan Sect disciples had already rushed into the square.

In the previous group of games, there were almost no injuries, which means that now they are all on the line.

Originally, Lin Fan was a little stretched, but at this time, more than 100 people were added, and there was also a Bai Ming who was suspected of being a four-star or more fighter, so the pressure naturally increased greatly.

"There is no way, in order to improve the strength, for the sake of life and death, I can only hold on!"

Gritting his teeth and beating a person away, Lin Fan quickly swallowed a pill to restore his strength and rushed into the crowd again.

Not far away, Zimo, who was watching the battle, looked sluggish.

Although I have seen Lin Fan's toughness for a long time, now, this is not at all strong and tough can be described by two words.

There were more than 300 people in front and back, and less than 200 remained on the field at the moment.

In other words, Lin Fan had already repelled more than a hundred.

What kind of combat power is this?

That's more than a hundred Yunlan Sect disciples, and it's not at all comparable to those people in the outside world.

In the Yunlan Sect, although these people are not worth mentioning, but outside, each of them is the pride of the sky.

Being able to enter the Yunlan Sect is enough to prove their talent.

But now, more than 300 talented young people were even put down by more than 100 when facing Lin Fan.

Moreover, the more than 100 people who were put down, without exception, were all spitting blood from their mouths, and they looked extremely miserable.

Not only that, although Lin Fan has suffered some minor injuries, he still looks like a vigorous tiger, and he has obviously not reached the limit.

This is a little terrifying, in the face of the siege of 300 people, put down more than 100, can you still fight?

So, what kind of star fighter is Lin Fan?

Or is he already a great fighter?

Thinking of this, Zimo didn't dare to think further, this was simply appalling.

More than a month ago, when he encountered the blue-haired ape in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, Lin Fan was still invincible, and he was only a seven-star fighter.

But now, in just over a month, Lin Fan actually has the qualifications to fight with the Great Doushi, such a terrifying improvement speed is staggering.

In the square, Lin Fan was miserable, although these Yunlan Sect disciples were not strong, but the ants bit the elephant to death, which also caused him some injuries.

Fortunately, although the strongest Bai Ming entered the square, he did not participate in the siege, which should be to preserve his strength.

But despite this, Lin Fan still felt powerless.

There are too many people.

Moreover, after seeing that the senior brothers who got along with each other day and night were beaten by Lin Fan until they vomited blood, this group of Yunlan Sect disciples also launched a ruthless attack and attacked mercilessly.

Because they were ruthless, Lin Fan lost his sense of proportion, and more Yunlan Sect disciples flew out of the square, and even more seriously injured than those before.

Under the chain reaction, a good sect competition has become a life and death ring.

There was no way, the other party was desperate, if Lin Fan didn't work hard, he would probably be beaten to death by these crazy disciples.

Another whip swept out, and the three Yunlan Sect disciples flew in response, and after flying out of the square upside down, their lives and deaths were unknown.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Fan's heart was horizontal, and a thick black qi emerged, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped his whole body.

Regardless of being exposed, the soul clothes of the complete body were displayed.

With the defensive blessing of the soul clothes, Lin Fan could basically ignore the attacks below the fighting master.

Without any worries, Lin Fan just went on a rampage, and the Yunlan Sect disciples in the square collapsed.

In the crowd, Bai Ming frowned slightly, his palm tightened, the tip of the gun was aimed at Lin Fan, and he rushed quickly.

There is no doubt that this move is gaining momentum in Bai Ming's whole body state, and once it stabs Lin Fan, the consequences can be imagined.

The disciples of the Yunlan Sect, seeing Bai Ming's stabbing with a shot, gave way one after another, so as not to harm the fish pond.

Of course, Lin Fan saw Bai Ming's move, and after being slightly stunned, he swung his fist and flew the two people around him, and greeted the whistling spear.

Bai Ming's strength should be comparable to that of Mu Qi before.

When Lin Fan was at 200 soul power, he would be able to fight with Mu Qi on a par with him, and at this time, his soul power would exceed 600, and it would naturally be extremely easy against Bai Ming.

The left hand wrapped in black qi swung the tip of the spear, and the right hand slammed forward, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Fan's fist shadow appeared in front of Bai Ming.

Bai Ming's reaction speed was also extremely fast, after the tip of the gun was swung away, he held the handle of the gun with both hands at the same time, and suddenly rushed forward before Lin Fan's fist was about to hit his head.

"Boom!"

A fist full of soul power smashed on the handle of the gun, Bai Ming only felt a cracking pain in the tiger's mouth, and after taking a few steps back, he couldn't help but feel a sweet throat, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan ignored Bai Ming's tragic situation, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and then his figure rose several feet high, and slammed down with a fierce kick.

Bai Ming was in a hurry, he didn't care about wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, and in a panic, he had to raise his spear to resist.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound like a metal symphony sounded, and Lin Fan's ferocious kick slammed into the hilt of Bai Ming's high-held gun.

Intense pain came from the tiger's mouth, causing Bai Ming's face to turn pale by the way, and the spear fell to the ground with his hand out of his hand.

Immediately after, before Bai Ming could react, Lin Fan smashed his head with another kick.

At such a close distance, Bai Ming was unable to make a defense, so he could only turn his head to avoid the vital point.

With a heavy foot, he stepped straight on Bai Ming's shoulder.

Suddenly, the sound of bones shattering sounded, the bluestone slab under Bai Ming's feet cracked, and he only felt that his body sank, and his feet fell into the soil under the bluestone slab, and a burst of qi and blood surged up, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out.

From Bai Ming's move to his defeat, it was only two or three breaths.

Lin Fan only made three moves, and Bai Ming was already defeated, and, looking at his appearance at this time, it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

In the square, after a brief silence, angry cheers rang out.

"Lin Fan, it's just a game now.

You have disregarded the feelings of your fellow disciples and acted so viciously, and your sin is unforgivable.

I will report to the elders and expel you from the sect. ”

"You're not convinced?"

Lin Fan turned around and his gaze swept over the field: "You can continue to besiege me!" ”

"Arrogant!"

"This kid is crazy."

"Teach him a lesson and let the elders cast him out."

Angry shouts came and went, but no one dared to go up.

Lin Fan before, after knocking people away with one blow, would not pursue at all.

But now it's different, just like Bai Ming before, obviously he has been defeated, but Lin Fan didn't let him go, if it weren't for Bai Ming's quick reaction, Lin Fan's last kick would probably be a headshot.

No one in the field was stupid, so he could naturally see that Lin Fan had already had murderous intentions.

Moreover, the most powerful Bai Ming lost, and they were just delivering food for free.

Lin Fan was violent before, and the rampage was simply not too fierce.

(End of chapter)

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