Tian Xu stood there blankly. With his current level of experience, there was nothing that could shock him so much.
But at this moment, he was completely dumbfounded. He was even talking to himself.
"What kind of monster is my disciple? In just a month, he managed to unlock the second god of the Magic of the Seven Gods. How is this possible? What kind of potential is supporting my disciple?"
Looking at the scene before him, his hands began to tremble. It was not out of fear, but out of excitement, complete and utter excitement.
"Impossible." The Saint howled out malevolently as he struggled continuously. Countless thunderbolts boomed out and struck Lin Fan's body.
He refused to believe that this was the case. As the religious brother of the Saint Convent Sect, how could he be beaten up by a disciple from a remote sect? And now, he was being held in Lin Fan's hand in shame.
Bang!
Lin Fan punched the religious brother's abdomen lightly. The religious brother bent over, and the clothes on his back exploded as if they were hit by earth energy. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the anger in his eyes started to fade as if he was going to lose consciousness.
"Alright, I'll send you to heaven. You're too weak, and I'm tired of playing with you." Lin Fan clenched his fist, and violent earth energy gathered. If he punched the religious brother, he would definitely explode in an instant.
Seeing this, the old man was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. His withered body kept expanding, and the energy in his body spread to his limbs and bones.
The withered body kept growing, and a strong old man appeared. At the same time, a thunderous aura could be heard.
"Brat, how dare you!" The old man turned into a ray of light and charged at Lin Fan. "The religious brother is so noble. How dare you lay your hands on him? You deserve to die."
"I didn't expect you to be the strongest. You might only be in the ninth stage of the Earth Star Border Realm, but you're much stronger than the religious brother." Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and glanced at them casually.
"Alright, I'll use you to test how strong I am now. It just so happens that I don't have anyone to practice with."
He then turned to Huo Rong and looked into the distance. "No one is allowed to make a move. This old man is mine."
"Presumptuous! Holy Fist of Light!"
The old man roared, and countless rays of light appeared behind him. Like a waterfall, they curved from his back and covered his fist.
"Hard body skills? I like it. It's much more practical than these fancy special skills." Lin Fan smiled. It was a very comfortable smile. He had finally met another person who trained in hard body skills.
This old man was too much. He knew that hard body skills had many side effects, so he directly condensed all his Qi and blood to prevent his body from being damaged.
However, all of this was just the self-protection of the weak.
Experts did not need protection. So what if their bodies were destroyed? Ten seconds later, they would be able to sweep through everything once again.
The mace in his right hand did not falter in the slightest when facing the old man's punch. With a loud rumble, it collided head-on with the old man's fist.
"Brat, put down the Saint Son and I'll spare your life." The old man roared and his aura became even stronger. As the Holy Son's servant, he naturally had to protect the Holy Son. However, he did not expect the situation to change so quickly that even he could not react in time.
"Haha, if you can beat me, then we'll talk." Lin Fan laughed maniacally. His Qi and blood were boiling. He swung his mace down and collided with the old man's Holy White Fist.
A huge wave of energy swept out. The arena suffered from the impact and started to crack. This was the power produced by the collision of two powers.
Elder Huo Rong felt that this had gone beyond his expectations. He wanted to stop Lin Fan, but a voice rang in his head, stopping him.
"If you dare to stop my disciple from fighting to his heart's content, I'll break your legs." Tian Xu's words made Huo Rong feel helpless. How can Senior Brother be like this? How can he let his disciple do as he pleases?
What should I do if something happens to my disciple?
However, he knew that Senior Brother Tian Xu was not afraid of anything. When he was young, he often said, "Even if the sky falls down, I'll still die. What else can I be afraid of?"
The old man felt the power transmitted by the mace, and his face was very dignified. He didn't expect this guy to be so strong. He was obviously in the sixth stage of the Earth Star Border Realm, but he could burst out more power than the ninth stage of the Earth Star Border Realm.
I can't let him live. I can't let him stay in the Magnificent Flame Sect. I must kill him.
The Saint Convent Sect was able to stand tall and become the strongest sect in the world not only because of their strength, but also because the Saint Convent Sect would assassinate any genius that appeared in the sect.
Even if I have to stay in the Magnificent Flame Sect forever, I must kill Lin Fan.
"Kid, let go of the religious brother." The old man scolded.
"Alright." Lin Fan chuckled. Raising his left hand, he grabbed the Saint and smashed it at the elderly man. A strong astral wind blew over. Initially, the elderly man had wanted to retaliate. But when he narrowed his eyes, he realized that the Saint was being used as a weapon! He was forced to retreat tens of feet away.
"Bastard, how dare you use the religious brother as a weapon." The old man did not expect this Magnificent Flame Sect disciple to be so despicable. If not for his quick reaction, he might have killed the religious brother with his punch.
"The strong are unscrupulous. Everything has its use. It's just that it's easy to overlook it." Lin Fan swung his arm and smashed the Saint onto the ground. With a loud explosion, rocks flew everywhere and the ground cracked. "Look, what a good weapon. Not only does it have fresh blood, but it is also very flexible. You don't use it because you haven't felt how strong it is."
Boom!
Lin Fan took a step forward, and the ground cracked. A shadow could be seen on the ground.
The old man's face turned serious. Troublesome. This is too troublesome. I have met countless enemies, but I have never met such a despicable opponent. How dare he use the religious brother as a weapon?
Just as he was thinking about it, the mace came at him again.
"Bastard, you're courting death. Holy Light Fist!" The old man shouted and threw a punch. Rays of white light could be seen, and there seemed to be a winged angel flying out of the punch, trying to capture all the demons.
"Human Body Sweep." Lin Fan flipped his left hand and grabbed the religious brother's legs, throwing him at the old man.
The religious brother's head swayed in the wind. The wind was so strong that the shape of his face started to change. The old man wanted to dodge, but the mace suddenly disappeared. He realized that Lin Fan was holding a huge cauldron and was coming at him.
Bang!
His fist landed on the gigantic cauldron, and a deafening explosion rang out. But all of a sudden, a gust of astral wind pressed down on him from the left. When he came to his senses, his face turned pale with fright. If he had punched out, he would have killed the Saint Son!
Bang!
The old man vomited a mouthful of blood. The religious brother's body collided with his waist, and he could feel his internal organs churning as if they were going to explode. But at this moment, he didn't have time to think. He hugged the religious brother, who was covered in blood, and retreated while enduring the pain.
The old man heaved a sigh of relief. I finally got the religious brother.
Drip!
The sound of blood dripping could be heard.
"Old man, what are you trying to do? Do you know that your religious brother lost a leg because of you? "Lin Fan had not expected his weapon to be snatched away by the old man. But he was impressed by the old man's viciousness.
The old man did not know what was going on, but when he saw the item in Lin Fan's hand and looked at the religious brother, his eyes widened and he roared.
"How dare you do this …!"
He realized that the Saint was missing a leg, and there was still blood flowing out of it. Immediately, he took out a pill and had the Saint consume it to stop the bleeding. At the same time, the medicinal power of the pill burst forth within the Saint's body.
At the same time, he was already seriously injured after being hit by the cauldron. At this moment, he couldn't take it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"This has nothing to do with me. Don't think that I'm a pushover and you can push all the blame onto me. If you hadn't snatched my weapon, it wouldn't have been destroyed. All of this is your fault."
"If you dare to frame me again, I'll turn you into a meat patty."
Lin Fan was furious. It's hard to be a good person. Kindhearted people are often framed. This has nothing to do with me. If the old man didn't snatch my weapon, it wouldn't be missing a leg.
The disciples below the stage were completely dumbfounded.
Senior Brother Lin is too violent. I thought that Senior Brother will lose, but it seems like Senior Brother is the one who suppressed the Saint Convent Sect disciple on the stage with his strength.
Other than the Great Emperor Yanhua, no one had ever seen such glory before.
"Alright, it's time to send you guys off." Lin Fan was prepared to kill both of them here. No matter how powerful the Saint Convent Sect is, I won't let them off just because of this.
Even if I'm attacked afterwards, I'll fight. Dignity isn't earned through cowardice, but through killing.
If a battle with so many deaths can ensure that the Magnificent Flame Sect will exist forever and no one will dare to bully them, then everything will be worth it.
Those who are afraid will eventually be bullied. They might even dare to jump a few times.
Just then, Elder Huo Rong's voice could be heard.
"Stop."
But why would Lin Fan listen to him? His eyes were filled with killing intent. He turned into a ray of red light and charged towards the two.
Elder Huo Rong's face changed. He appeared on the stage instantly and blocked Lin Fan's punch. He then turned to Lin Fan and shook his head, signaling him to stop.
Just then, another voice could be heard in Lin Fan's head.
"Disciple, forget it. Master supports your actions, but the sect will not allow you to kill the Saint Convent Sect disciple."
Lin Fan took in a deep breath. His mind wasn't clear and he really wanted to vent.
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