Mu Xiubin's small eyes narrowed, and the fat all over his body trembled suddenly, and the coercion of the late stage of foundation building gushed violently.

The fat on the chest rolls like a wave, and every time the fat that trembles like a tide sounds, the fat like a stone staircase disappears.

The tide roared in all directions, and a monstrous wave seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes.

The hammer-like fist shrank in front of his chest, and after a few breaths, Mu Xiubin's chest was flat and exposed his iron-like abdominal muscles, and his arms shrunk in his chest seemed to swell like a hill.

Countless True Qi leaked out, forming a white mist that wrapped around the fist.

He pulled his body like a sharp bow, leaned back, and after reaching the extreme, he suddenly shouted: "There are no waves in the world" of "Blue Sea Tide Sound Boxing".

The sound was like muffled thunder, and a gust of wind was set off on the flat ground.

The mountain-like arm drove the fist that gathered countless true yuan, like a monstrous wave smashing towards Lin Fan.

The eyes of countless monks were attracted by the fist in front of them, and a wave of heaven and earth appeared in their pupils, like the roar of the sea, which could crush everything that dared to stop the rush of the tide.

The waves are monstrous, and the fist is ruthless.

Looking at the fist that exploded the space with a punch, Lin Fan's back stretched like a dragon.

The furious sound of bones is like a combo of giant drums.

The white-skinned fist scales appeared, the arm rotated at high speed like a swirling head, and a violent True Yuan in the sea of qi gushed in the extreme eye.

A cone-shaped column of qi several zhang long was formed above the fist, and his handsome face was cold and ruthless.

As soon as he stepped on the giant ding, his body flew out like a sharp arrow.

The high-speed spinning fist gently struck out against the wave of the sea.

The seemingly incomparably soft fist struck a ripple of dozens of feet in the air with a bang, and in the middle of the ripples, the white fist probed through.

Punching into the sea tide, it set off a gust of wind, and the center of the sea tide like a mountain was pierced by Lin Fan through a bowl-sized hole.

The sharp cone of fists slammed into the fists behind the tide.

There was no earth-shattering sound, and everyone present heard only a soft sound of cone into the leather.

Mu Xiubin's hideous face was blood-red at this time, and the fist he struck out was suppressed by Lin Fan's white fist.

Under an unrivaled fist force, his high fist was slammed back by Lin Fan and his arm, hitting his chest.

"Wow"

A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, and his black tower-like body retreated dozens of steps in a row.

Huge potholes appeared under his feet, and his body became numb.

Blood dripped from his mouth, and he glanced at the fist that was powdered by Dacheng, and muttered in his mouth: "I actually made a fatal mistake, which is to compete with the demon clan."

After speaking, a large fist in the body exploded, and the strength in the chest shot out, and a bowl-sized blood hole appeared on the chest.

He tried to glance at the black ding not far away, and fell unwillingly into the dust.

Sticky blood lines flowed on Mu Xiubin's wounds, and a pool of blood gradually appeared on the ground of the bluestone.

Killed with one punch, which made countless greedy and black monks have a little more clarity in their eyes.

Ji Wuwu's clenched fists slowly relaxed, and his tense body relaxed.

"Well, it's worthy of the man I fancie!".

The blonde girl sitting cross-legged on the black ding, with a hint of satisfaction on her face, said softly.

Her words made Ji Wuwu in the crowd a little unhappy.

At this time, Lin Fan's body turned upside down and flew back to Heiding, looking at everyone ruthlessly in his eyes and saying, "Who else wants to fight?"

There was silence all around, offending the demon clan for a black tripod, which was obviously not what everyone wanted.

Looking at Lin Fan's appearance, it is clear that he is a demon clan with a great background, otherwise he would never be so fearless.

At this time, a monk found a figure looming in the sky, and roared in his heart: "Yuanying monk, I'm afraid it's a demon monk, but fortunately I didn't make a move, otherwise it will be a dead end."

You must know that the Yuanying Monk is the figure of the Ancestor in the human race, and no one can let him protect him.

After the exchange of sounds, thousands of monks hurriedly retreated and disappeared.

At this time, the blonde girl stood in the air, and a white bone spear appeared in her hand.

The tip of the spear flashing with a hint of cold pointed at Lin Fan and said: "Fight with me, you can go if you defeat me, and if you are defeated by my gun, you will return to the Holy Mountain with me to marry."

Lin Fan flicked his fingers, and the black ding turned into a ray of light and landed on his earlobe.

He pulled out the "Yuan Magnetic Breaking the Sky" sword and walked towards the wind and clouds, and said: "I'm not a demon race, I'm a human race, I don't have time to play this boring game with you!"

The girl's face was slightly red, and she said with some annoyance: "Don't you even know if you are a demon clan, if you want to leave, you must fight with me, otherwise I will kill all your fellow disciples!"

Lin Fan's face turned cold and said, "You dare, if you move a finger from my fellow door, I will kill you!"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then immediately became angry, and shouted loudly: "Yinda, you kill all these Flying Immortal Sword Sect members for me, I want to see how you kill me!"

In the sky, a silver light appeared, and three silver-armored demon clans appeared in front of Lin Fan.

Their eyes were fierce, and they looked at the people behind Lin Fan and said disdainfully: "Even your Flying Immortal Sword Sect Ancestor would not dare to speak to my young lady in such a language, young man, if you are not a demon clan, you are already a dead corpse now."

A Yuan Ying coercion surged violently in Yinda's body, and in the sword ruins, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sword peaks under Lin Fan's feet shook the ground.

The supreme coercion crushed everyone behind Lin Fan to the ground like ants, and a long sword let out a mournful roar, and the broken sword roared one after another.

Hundreds of Zhuji monks poured blood from their mouths, and they looked at Yinda with a cold face in their eyes.

Ji Wuwu, the silver mask on her cheeks showed a slight crack, she desperately supported her body with her calloused palms, and shouted with difficulty: "Lin Fan doesn't have to worry about me and wait, you run away, I still have a "Dragon Jade Sky Breaking Talisman" on my body."

Yin Da looked at Lin Fan furiously, he controlled the coercion very well, and did not make Lin Fan feel half a point at all.

Raising his eyes and seeing the satisfied eyes of the eldest lady, Yinda's heart was overjoyed, it seemed that he still understood the young lady's mind.

Lin Fan's face turned blue at this time, and he took out the sword order of the Yuan Infant Ancestor in the storage ring.

Agitating the true yuan to enter the token, a shocking sword aura loomed in the sword order.

He looked at Yinda, who had a disdainful face, and said coldly: "There is a Yuanying sword qi of my Flying Immortal Sect ancestor in this sword order, if you dare to make a move, I will use this sword qi to kill your young lady here."

Yinda's face changed slightly, and he said fiercely: "Aren't you afraid, aren't you afraid that the Flying Immortal Sword Sect will destroy the sect?"

Lin Fan also said, "Aren't you afraid that your young lady will die under this sword qi?"

Yinda pondered for a while and said: "Boy, my young lady has taken a fancy to you, it is your ancestor who is virtuous, how can you not know what to do, no matter what you do, only you stay and fight with my young lady, no matter whether you win or lose, I will let them go, you think it's good, after all, you and I are both demon clans, and there is something that can't be solved well."

Lin Fan sneered and said, "You release the people first, and when they leave safely, I will have a fight with your young lady!"

Yinda looked at the blonde girl on the side.

The girl didn't want to kill anyone, she just wanted to threaten Lin Fan, her eyes flickered, and she nodded secretly.

Yinda also let out a long breath and withdrew the Yuanying coercion.

Don't look at his cruel face, he is also afraid that Lin Fan will really become his young lady's Taoist companion one day, and when the time comes, he will give himself some small shoes, and he is afraid that no one will stand up for him.

The people behind Lin Fan got up with difficulty, and Ji Wuwu was just about to speak, but was interrupted loudly by Lin Fan.

"Let's go, go back to Feixian City, where to wait for me!"

Ji Wuwu was speechless for a long time, looked at Lin Fan with a resolute face and said softly: "Take care, don't forget the promise of the day!"