Zhang Dong used a unique breathing method, causing his fists to glow with a burst of silver-white light, just like Haoyue, his arms seemed to swell in a circle, containing endless power.

The surrounding space was affected by Zhang Dong's power, and it was all distorted, and his fists were extremely strong, blasting towards Lin Fan's direction, the space was constantly disabled, and cracks appeared.

"So strong"

Lin Fan dodged, and his heart was shocked.

The opponent's fist was too powerful, and the entire space was filled with a layer of fist power, and under the shroud of his fist power, a thick and simple power rushed to his face.

Lin Fan himself was a realm lower than Zhang Dong, and the opponent's fists were too terrifying, especially the pair of silver-white fists that covered the fists.

This is a protective gear of the same level as the Emperor Sword, and it can even bless Zhang Dong's power.

Sonorous!

Lin Fan held the Emperor Sword in his hand and collided with the opponent's fist, the sound of gold and iron rang out, sparks splashed everywhere, and Lin Fan felt a dull and heavy force rebound back.

Lin Fan's arm was trembling slightly, and the feeling of numbness spread all over his body, and the imperial sword almost came out of his hand, and the whole person flew out backwards.

Burst!

The spiritual power in Lin Fan's body was really disturbed by this distance, and a stream of blood gushed from his abdomen to his throat, and finally a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Taking advantage of Lin Fan's injury, Zhang Dong strode towards Lin Fan, with an indifferent smile on his face, instantly approached Lin Fan, and punched Lin Fan's head.

The people around him looked at this scene with a leisurely expression, although Lin Fan showed amazing strength in the realm of Dao Ancestor, but in the face of a higher level of Zhang Dong, he could only be pressed and beaten.

Lin Fan looked at Zhang Dong's menacing punch, raised his sword to block, Zhang Dong's fist bombarded the emperor sword, the emperor sword trembled slightly, and Lin Fan's body flew out upside down again.

"In my eyes, you are an ant," Zhang Dong said with a cold tone with his eyes full of wildness.

Lin Fan was furious when he heard this, wasn't he just one level higher than him, if he was an immortal level, the other party could be so arrogant, just relying on being one level higher than himself.

Lin Fan was not angry that Zhang Dong was bullying people by relying on his realm, but that he was angry that his strength was not high enough.

Lin Fan still had to make the last resistance, his mind moved, and he ran the thunder rhyme, only to see that there were terrifying thunderbolts around Zhang Dong, these thunderbolts were as thick as arms, exuding terrifying thunder rhyme, and bombarded Zhang Dong's body.

At the same time, the sea of fire around Zhang Dong spread, and these flames turned into swords, swords and other forms, and slashed on Zhang Dong's body.

The rhyme of time permeated him, slowing down Zhang Dong's speed.

However, Zhang Dong once again burst out with a momentum, which should be the Dao rhyme he comprehended, and as soon as this Dao rhyme came out, it directly dispersed Xu Ran's Dao rhyme.

"It's useless, don't resist stubbornly" Zhang Dong had an indifferent smile on his face.

His fist glowed, carrying terrifying power, and he slammed into Lin Fan with a punch.

Lin Fan immediately ran the five kinds of Dao rhyme around him, condensed a pair of armor and wore it on his body, Zhang Dong's punch bombarded him, and the armor on his body was immediately shattered.

Turned into five kinds of rhyme and disappeared.

And at this time, the ancient battle suit on Lin Fan's body emitted super defensive power, although Lin Fan vomited blood and flew upside down, but the muscles and bones in his body were fine.

It's just that the spiritual power in the body was shaken into disorder, but this is enough for Lin Fan to drink a pot.

"Zhang Dong, don't break the ancient suit, that's mine" Emperor Nanchen, who was not far away, made a faint joke.

However, there was also a look of imperative in his eyes, that day in the Holy Heavenly God Capital, he had long coveted the ancient battle suit.

At that time, the one of the Goddess Sect opened his mouth to threaten everyone, and whoever had the idea of fighting the battle suit would be against the Goddess Sect.

If it was a normal situation, Emperor Nanchen would naturally suppress the other party's greed, but now the situation is different, and the other party, as the apprentice of the old madman, must be removed.

Besides, what happened here, is it possible to be able to pass it on to the Goddess Sect, take 10,000 steps back, the Goddess Sect really knows, but he is just a great emperor, even if there is a female emperor standing behind him.

Could it be that he could still be the opponent of several Heavenly Emperors united by his father?

Boom Boom!

Zhang Dong's fists became more and more violent, Lin Fan had no resistance at all, and he didn't know how many fists he had received from Zhang Dong physically.

Now Lin Fan is not having a good time, he is covered in blood, his breath is sluggish, his eyes are beginning to dissipate, and he feels blurry when he looks around.

"Am I going to die here" Lin Fan was extremely unwilling in his heart.

I really wanted to resist, but his resistance was in vain in front of so many strong people around him, and Zhang Dong was just the weakest of this group of immortals.

"I hope that after I die, they can live well," Lin Fan smiled miserably.

Thinking of his several wives, they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and Lin Fan looked at death more and more lightly in his heart.

At this time, no one noticed that a transparent phantom appeared in front of everyone, perhaps because of the transparency of her body, no one could discover her existence.

I saw this transparent figure raise his hand, and a thin line like a stream of water floated in the air, and then floated towards Zhang Dong's head and passed around his neck.

At this time, Zhang Dong was extremely excited because he beat Lin Fan half to death, and he quickly punched, ready to blast Lin Fan's head with his fist.

He clenched his fists, and he already raised his fist with a sinister smile, aiming it at Lin Fan's head.

But at this time, Zhang Dong's face changed, and his eyes showed an extremely frightened expression, because he felt a strong sense of fear, which grew from the bottom of his heart.

Subsequently, Zhang Dong felt a slight pain in his neck, like a mosquito bite, which was not painful or itchy for the human body, but Zhang Dong felt that his vitality was passing quickly.

The power gathered in the whole body is rapidly dissipating.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Dong touched his neck, suddenly cooled, stretched out his hand to look, and found that his hands were stained with blood, the blood was very warm, this was his own blood.

"I..."

Zhang Dong wanted to speak, but found that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, he gasped violently, his vitality was passing rapidly, and finally his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground.

"Zhang Dong, what's wrong?"

When the people around saw Zhang Dong's movements, they were a little puzzled, and they couldn't figure out why Zhang Dong knelt down inexplicably.

Call!

A gust of wind blew, Zhang Dong's head suddenly hit the ground, there was a loud bang, and then a stream of blood spurted out of his neck, and the headless corpse slowly fell to the ground.

Knock knock!

Zhang Dong's head rolled on the ground a few times, and he could vaguely see the boss with his eyes staring, as if he didn't understand that he had died inexplicably.

(End of chapter)