After slapping this last slap, Zhao Chengyi directly spit out a mouthful of old blood.

It wasn't because of how badly Lin Fan injured him, it was completely because of the atmosphere and shame.

This Lin Fan used cultivation when he trapped him, and when he slapped him, he was no different from an ordinary person, which was a great shame for Zhao Chengyi!

And he has been hooking the aura left by the ancestor in his body, but even that aura has been suppressed in his body and cannot move a bit.

"You're so thick-skinned, it hurts to fan my hands."

Lin Fan said while shaking his hand.

The Murong family members who saw this scene below all clenched their fists and wanted to scream excitedly.

Lin Fan's behavior was so relieving!

Zhao Chengyi looked at Lin Fan, who was far away from him, and a long howl resounded in the eighteenth city of the ice field.

"Little bastard, I want to pull out the muscles and bones on your body one by one and spread them on the steps of my Wuji Sect, so that future generations can step on your muscles and bones and enter my Wuji Sect!"

In a flash, Zhao Chengyi had already come to Lin Fan's approach, he had been occupied by anger and shame, and he had completely forgotten why Lin Fan could humiliate him like that.

"Give me death!"

Zhao Chengyi raised his hand and slapped it towards Lin Fan's face, and there was a cyclone rotating at high speed between his palms, and bursts of breathtaking breath gushed out from the cyclone.

Lin Fan flashed sideways, clamped Zhao Chengyi's wrist with one hand, and slapped his face with the other hand again.

"It's up to you, and you're worthy?"

After speaking, Lin Fan hit Zhao Chengyi's stomach with his knee, and with just one blow, Zhao Chengyi's body bent into a shrimp shape.

Raising his hand and grabbing it, the murderous aura in the eighteen cities frantically converged towards Lin Fan's hand, turning into a spear and holding it in his hand.

With a fierce look flashing in his eyes, Lin Fan held the spear and stabbed it fiercely towards Zhao Chengyi's vest.

"The stars turn."

At this critical moment.

Suddenly, there was a soft shout in the distance.

The murderous spear in Lin Fan's hand trembled violently, and it collapsed into a murderous state in an instant, swirling around Lin Fan.

"You are very extraordinary, you have actually understood the origin of killing, and the city of the ice field is nothing to you."

On the chair where Zhao Chengyi had sit, an old man suddenly appeared and sat on the chair.

Although his appearance is old, he is in good spirits, and his eyes are full of light, as if the stars are flowing between his eyes.

"Old man Wujizi, is Xiaoyou willing to spare his life?"

Lin Fan stared at Wujizi deadly, and a dangerous aura came from his body.

And the people of the Murong family below changed their faces even more after seeing Wujizi.

This Wujizi is the ancestor of the Wuji Sect, and it is said that his cultivation has reached the legendary Tongshen realm, but no one has seen him make a move, and he can't be sure whether it is true or not.

But this Wujizi is definitely not something they can stop, they just glanced at Wujizi, and they had a feeling that their bodies were about to explode, this kind of character simply shouldn't exist in the world.

"Ancestor save me!"

Zhao Chengyi saw that Wujizi was in person, and hurriedly shouted, turning his head to look at Lin Fan, his eyes were full of fierceness.

"I, the ancestor of the Wuji Sect, don't let me go quickly, otherwise, you will die without a corpse."

Lin Fan glanced at Zhao Chengyi lightly, and said softly: "Your Wuji Sect Master, your head is not particularly bright, since you want me to die without a place to be buried, it is really funny to say that I want to let him go." ”

"Click".

Lin Fan directly twisted Zhao Chengyi's neck, let go of the hand that clamped his wrist, and let Zhao Chengyi's body smash on the ground.

Wujizi was not angry, as if the death of a sect master was harmless to him.

"The young people now are really short-tempered, and they will slaughter my Wuji Sect at every turn."

"I just don't know where you got the confidence to dare to say such things!"

Wujizi flicked his sleeves, and a majestic spiritual power carried a Dao rhyme and flew towards Lin Fan quickly.

Lin Fan kept punching in it, bursts of explosions continued to sound in the air, and Lin Fan's body was also retreating step by step.

"Cut off your hands and feet, kneel for a hundred years in my Wuji Sect, I will spare you and the Murong family once."

Wujizi looked at Lin Fan with a smile on his face, waiting for Lin Fan's reply.

I saw Lin Fan patting the clothes on his body, his face was as calm as water, and he looked up at Wujizi, and an unknown charm suddenly appeared on Lin Fan's body.

"How?"

Wujizi smiled and watched Lin Fan stand still without moving.

But slowly, Wujizi noticed that something was wrong.

This Lin Fan was obviously standing in front of him, but it was as if he was not standing in front of him, as if Lin Fan was one with this heaven and earth.

Wujizi didn't know what was going on, but his instincts told him it wouldn't be good.

"Soul Break Two Realms!"

Wujizi shouted, and a law hit Lin Fan, and the huge pulling force continued to pull Lin Fan's body, as if it was going to pull him in two.

This law is to detain Lin Fan's soul and hit it into the turbulence of time and space, so that Lin Fan's body and soul can be separated.

Where Lin Fan was, the space was distorted, like a piece of cloth being kneaded wantonly.

But Lin Fan's gaze was still so calm, and he looked at Wujizi without a trace of waves.

When the laws were exhausted, the space returned to calm, and Lin Fan's body returned to normal.

Wujizi stared at the scene that was happening in front of him.

"Impossible, you just stepped into the threshold of the Divine Realm, how could you enter the Dao Realm!"