After hearing Jue Wushen's words, Lin Fan had not yet answered, but the remaining martial arts people in the Central Plains couldn't help but become worried.
If Lin Fan really agreed to Jue Wushen, then what value would they have?
I am afraid that I will be killed without mercy by Jue Wushen!
By then, I am afraid that the entire Central Plains martial arts world will fall into the hands of Jue Wushen.
Just when everyone looked worried and stared at Lin Fan closely, fearing that he would agree to Jue Wushen.
Lin Fan smiled faintly, then raised his head, looked at Jue Wushen not far away, moved his lips lightly, and uttered two words.
"Silly! Stupid!"
Although no one knows the meaning of these two words.
But if you think about the word that combines two derogatory words, you can know that it does not mean anything good.
Jue Wushen's expression suddenly turned cold, and he roared angrily: "If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the fine wine, then you must die!"
After the words fell, he suddenly Punch forward with both fists and perform the second killing punch.
"Second move, kill the god!"
Killing fist, Buddha blocks to kill Buddha, God blocks to kill God!
When this killing move was performed, a violent strong wind suddenly filled the surrounding area.
Countless people were blinded by the strong wind.
A ball of golden fist light erupted from Jue Wushen's two iron fists, attacking Lin Fan in an instant.
The fist was so fierce that it seemed to tear apart the space.
Not to mention Lin Fan, even the martial arts people from the Central Plains who were very far away could feel this bone-chilling murderous intent.
However.
Lin Fan's face did not change at all when he faced this fist.
Everyone saw that Lin Fan was still standing where he was, but his whole body had turned black, as if he had been watered by black iron.
This appearance is exactly the same as Jue Wushen wearing black armor!
Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan punched the fist directly!
Boom! ! !
The next moment, a powerful burst of air burst out, blowing the surrounding Wushen Juegong disciples and the Central Plains martial arts people to stagger.
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However, what is surprising is that Jue Wushen's seemingly powerful and unmatched fist was actually shattered by Lin Fan with a casual punch!
What?
Jue Wushen’s expression changed slightly, and he stared at Lin Fan with a solemn expression!
Lin Fan’s body-refining magical skills are no less impressive than his immortal golden body!
You must know that there is no reason why he could sweep through the Central Plains martial arts in a short period of time, and even become the supreme martial arts king.
What he relies on is his immortal golden body that is almost indestructible.
In the current world of martial arts, the only one who can break his golden body is the martial arts world.There were only a few people including Shinhwa Wuming and the First Evil Emperor of the Demon Sword.
It is a pity that the Evil Emperor has long since retired to seclusion and does not care about worldly affairs.
Wulin Shinhwa Wuming was framed and is now being imprisoned in Juewu Palace.
Unexpectedly, in the martial arts world, there was someone who could compare to his immortal golden body at the level of body refining. How could Jue Wushen not be surprised by this?
The next moment.
Jue Wushen strikes again!
In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth changed color, and a huge fist shadow condensed by the fist light appeared in the sky above Jue Wushen's head.
“The third form of Kung Fu’s killing punch is to kill!”
The so-called killing means to kill everything! Kill!
Boom!
With an earth-shattering tremor, the huge fist hovering above Jue Wushen's head suddenly bombarded towards where Lin Fan was standing.
The punch has not yet arrived, but the pressure has already spread all around.
This ultimate killing punch does not distinguish between friend and foe, it is a group attack.
When the fist shadow fell, no matter the disciples of Wu Shen Jue Palace or the martial arts people in the Central Plains, they were all unable to withstand this huge pressure. They were directly pressed to the ground and were hit by the huge fist light. It was smashed into meat paste.
For a time, there was chaos in the field with cries and screams.
Countless people tried their best to escape, but they couldn't move faster than the lightning-like fist light.
After a few breaths, the only person still standing in the field was Jue Wushen.
"Hahaha!"
Jue Wushen looked around and couldn't help laughing wildly.
"So what about the Wushuang City Lord? You don't have to die under my killing fist. From now on, in the Central Plains Wulin, I will be the only one to dominate the Wushen Palace!"
The main hall Inside.
Countless Central Plains martial arts people who were seriously injured stared angrily at Jue Wushen who stood in the middle.
I want to kill the enemy, but I am unable to save him!
"Is it true that our Central Plains martial arts world is going to perish like this? I won't give in, I won't give in!"
Shoujianzhai Bai Songhe looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes full of despair.
At this time.
Jue Wushen snorted coldly, bareheaded his strong upper body, and the smile on his face became even bigger, showing no anger and self-importance.
Looking coldly at the Central Plains martial arts people present, Jue Wushen said indifferently: "Submit yourself to me, or...die!"
The last word is death. When he spit it out, his voice was as cold as frost.
No one doubts the truth of Juewu God’s words!
Everyone knows that at this moment, there are only two ways in front of them!
Or surrender!
Or be killed!
Looking at the distracted people around him, Bai Songhe snorted coldly and looked at Jue Wushen coldly.
“In our martial arts world in the Central Plains, there are many heroes who are invincible in the world. There are absolutely no gods. You are just a mere Japanese slave. What qualifications do you have to dare to dominate the Central Plains? The mighty martial arts world in the Central Plains will be destroyed by both jade and stone., I won’t compromise with you, a Japanese slave! "
After saying that, Bai Songhe supported his seriously injured body and rushed towards Jue Wushen with his sword.
"The martial arts in the Central Plains have been fighting for two thousand years, and it is now the day of justice and death! ”
Bang!
With a loud noise, Bai Songhe flew back directly at a faster speed than before.
And his body, like It was a piece of rag, and it was bleeding continuously after being hit by Jue Wushen.
After falling to the ground, his eyes opened, and in the end, he died unwillingly.
Seeing it. As Bai Songhe rose up to resist, all the martial arts people in the Central Plains felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.
The deepest anger in their hearts was also aroused by Bai Songhe's death.
"Everyone is destined to die. It may be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai! Everyone, this Japanese slave wants to dominate our Central Plains martial arts world, let’s fight him! ”
“Yes, let’s fight!” The worst possible outcome is death. None of us in Sichuan, Sichuan and Tang sects are cowards! "
Whoosh whoosh!
In the main hall, the remaining dozen or so martial arts figures from the Central Plains stood up one after another and flew towards Jue Wushen, doing the last desperate act.
The corner of Jue Wushen’s mouth was slightly raised, and his eyes were filled with fierceness.
“If you want to die, I will help you with the third killing move, the ultimate kill! ”
Rumble.
An iron fist that covered the dome of the hall was revealed again.
The final blow of this move was just the aftermath. The warriors present were severely injured.
But now, the Central Plains warriors had to face Jue Wushen's most powerful move.
The result was already doomed.
The resistance of these warriors is nothing more than trying to overestimate their own capabilities!
“Ahhh! "
For a moment.
The entire hall was filled with the frightened roars of the Central Plains warriors.
Seeing the absolutely godless fist light, it was about to fall. On this remaining Central Plains warrior.
Suddenly, an unparalleled sword energy fell from the sky!
There was a loud sound! Wushen's fist was directly hit by this sword energy, and then it was instantly shattered.
Everyone saw a figure in a white robe slowly coming out of the hall. Falling from above
“It’s Lord Lin! "
"City Lord Lin is not dead! ”