"This bastard! brothers, two fists are hard to beat four hands, there are many of us, don't be afraid of him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Someone gritted his teeth and looked at Zhai Ling, and then encouraged the people next to him.

"Yes, there are many of us, and we are afraid of what he will do. ”

"Let's all go up together and get rid of this bastard. ”

"Rush!"

For a while, the group of people behind Fan Yihan took out their weapons one after another, and rushed forward with red eyes.

Zhai Ling looked at the people rushing over, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was annoyed and angry, right, then come on!

With a twist of his wrist, the treasure knife snatched from Hu Sandao's hand was placed horizontally on his left arm, and he looked coldly at the people who rushed in.

Fear?

Zhai Ling was never afraid!

In the exclamations of those onlookers, they saw Zhai Ling jump up and jump into the rushing crowd with a big knife in his hand.

Is it a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?

No, it's a tiger killing a flock!

Zhai Ling hadn't practiced any sword skills at all, but that didn't prevent him from showing his domineering.

The blade swept away, like splitting thousands of waves, sweeping the crowd in front of him.

Fortunately, Zhai Ling is still a little sensible, and he didn't really want to kill, otherwise I really don't know how many people will die this time, so those old monsters hiding behind don't know how to clean up Zhai Ling.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

......

Everywhere Zhai Ling's body went, someone screamed and flew upside down.

One, two, three...... Six...... Ten...... Finally, after Zhai Ling defeated the thirteenth cultivator, those who surrounded Zhai Ling were finally timid.

This is why they are beating Zhai Ling, it is clear that Zhai Ling unilaterally crushed them.

Even Fan Yihan, although he didn't make a move, he still swallowed a mouthful of spit involuntarily, Zhai Ling's horror really scared him, and he was also ashamed in addition to being frightened.

"Spare your life, your predecessors spare your life. ”

"Seniors spare their lives, the little ones are old and the young, don't kill the little ones. ”

......

I couldn't run away, so I simply dropped my weapons one by one and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

At this time, where did they still have the arrogance they had before, where did they dare to open their mouths and close their mouths to call Zhai Ling bastards and stinky boys, and they all changed their mouths to seniors, begging for mercy with a handful of snot and tears.

Fan Gongzi is indeed a big family, but now this demon will kill them, where can they care about currying favor with Fan Yihan.

Zhai Ling stopped, holding the knife in one hand, the tip of the knife pointed at the ground, and looked at the people kneeling down in front of him expressionlessly.

Suddenly there was some sadness in my heart.

Xiuzhen ...... Cultivator......

"Putting down your dignity like this, is it still worthy of being called a cultivator?"

Zhai Ling's murmur not only shocked the surrounding visitors, but also made the bodies of those who knelt on the ground stiffen.

"They're all like this, do you still want to insult them like this?" Fan Yihan spoke, as if he was angry and roared, and immediately attracted everyone's attention to him.

"Insults? Zhai Ling smiled, then looked at Fan Yihan coldly, pointed at the beggers on the side and shouted, "Did I force them to do it? Did I force them to kneel? Did I force them to do all this? Hehe, in the final analysis, they all came to this point because of you, because of you, the self-righteous young master." ”

"From the very beginning, you guy wanted to show off your tallness, bewitch them, turn black and white upside down, and confuse right and wrong. ”

"You think you're noble? You think you're different? Fart! I'll tell you, if it weren't for the people in your family, if it weren't for the precious resources you could get by reaching out, you wouldn't be a big fart. ”

"A cultivator has lost even the most basic bottom line, so is he still worthy of the title of cultivator? If you want me to say, such a person is the scum of the cultivation realm!"

Zhai Ling's face was cold, and he didn't leave any emotion.

"You...... You...... Give me death!" Fan Yihan was so angry by Zhai Ling's words that he trembled, especially the sight of everyone made him feel uncomfortable, he looked at Zhai Ling, couldn't stop hating, and directly punched and killed.

This is Fan Yihan's strongest punch ever!

The power of the fist condensed by all the hatred, combined with the cultivation of the sixth layer of Fan Yihan's foundation building period, it can be said that the power of this punch is enough to collapse a building.

After seeing Fan Yihan punch, the people around all showed different colors, and some people even exclaimed-

"Oh no, it's going to die. ”

"Hurry up and inform your lordship!"

In Fan Yihan's eyes, what obedience to the rules of the altar, what patience, all gone, he wanted to kill Zhai Ling, and he wanted to kill this bastard who dared to offend him.

He wanted to vent the anger in his heart, and vent all the anger on Zhai Ling because of the strange eyes of everyone.

Today, at this moment, he is going to let this punch send Zhai Ling back to the sky!

"Give me death!"

Zhai Ling also gritted his teeth, he was really angry at Fan Yihan, a self-righteous bastard who still didn't repent.

Since you want to fight, then take it for the master!

Demon Flame Fist!

Zhai Ling used his strongest fist technique again after less than a day, like a flaming fist that let out bursts of roars and rushed away.

When everyone hurriedly avoided it, their frightened eyes saw Zhai Ling and Fan Yihan's fists colliding together.

Boom -

The group of people who fell to the ground were scattered in all directions by the huge wind, and the onlookers also raised their arms to block the pressure.

There was a faint pain on Zhai Ling's fist, and his body couldn't help but take a step back.

This Fan Yihan is indeed a good strength, and he was able to push Zhai Ling back one step away when he was in the sixth layer of the foundation building period, and he was also a genius in the adversity punishment realm.

Zhai Ling had heard that only one of the tens of thousands of geniuses in the Great Zhou Adverse Punishment Realm could be produced, and it was precious to be tight, but he met two of them at once today.

Zhai Ling was repulsed, but Fan Yihan was even more upset, and a heart-piercing pain came from his arm.

Just three seconds after pausing in place, under a majestic force that he couldn't stop, he flew out upside down, fell heavily to the ground, looked at Zhai Ling incredulously, raised his hand and trembling body and pointed at Zhai Ling, without saying a word, just spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person looked a lot of malaise.

Suddenly, the entire square fell silent, and everyone looked at Zhai Ling.

Fan Yihan is a genius, they all know this, but they really didn't expect that Zhai Ling, a strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is actually a powerful cultivation genius than Fan Yihan.

Just when everyone's eyes were meaningful, a group of figures rushed over from a distance.

Zhai Ling seemed to have sense, looked over, and saw one of the rushing figures, and the corners of Zhai Ling's mouth grinned.

Old man Zhen came, and he also invited a more powerful boss.

The people around were even more shocked when they saw the person in charge.

His old man actually came.