"What?"
The Extreme Sun Saint was slapped to death. This was even more shocking than the four elders being slapped to death.
He was one of the successors of the Sun God Hall and a Saint. Now that he was dead outside, it was a huge matter.
Although he didn't have a special body and wasn't the most important Saint of the Sun God Hall, he wasn't someone who could be killed so easily.
He would suffer the craziest revenge of the Sun God Hall.
"B * stard, do you know what you've done?" The Sect Leader was shocked and furious. He couldn't bear the anger in his heart.
He knew that something big was going to happen. If he didn't settle this well, even the Saint Celestial Sect would be implicated.
Lin Fan looked around. The altar was dripping with blood. It was dyed with the blood of a Peerless Immortal.
"Not enough!"
He moved, but he stopped instantly. The thing in his storage ring was jumping. It was very active.
"You bastard, you promised me." The stone stool roared. He wanted to be the stone stool that could slap a Perfected Immortal to death, but the other party lied to him and didn't give him a chance.
"You're not tough enough. I'm afraid you can't take it."
Lin Fan was a little helpless. The stone stool cared too much about its own performance, but it had jumped too much. He was worried that the stone stool wouldn't be able to take it. If it was damaged in the end, it wouldn't be worth it.
"I can do it. I'm improving. Hurry up and use me." The stone stool proved itself. Instantly, a bright divine light shrouded it.
The stone stool was originally sat on by people. After a long time, it gained spirituality and became an object of its own.
"Okay!"
Lin Fan kept the altar, grabbed one of the stone stool's legs, and disappeared from the spot. He charged into the crowd.
He didn't know who these people were or what they were doing. Since they were here, he would deal with them together.
A tiger entered a flock of sheep and started killing.
In everyone's eyes, the scene was very strange. A ten-meter tall giant attacking with a small stone stool was something they couldn't understand.
"Damn it, he's a mad dog. What does this have to do with us?"
Some of the Saints retreated. They were just guests at the Saint Celestial Sect and weren't from the sect. How could this person attack them?
"This person insulted us. Kill him." A Saint in blood-colored armor and holding a long blade said with a gloomy tone. His battle intent was overflowing.
They were Saints, so how could they be humiliated?
However, what made him despair was that those fellows were continuously retreating. They had no intention of going up with him.
"Saint Child Crazed Martial, you should hurry up and retreat. This matter has nothing to do with us. Don't get too deeply involved." A saint child advised. Since the other party dared to charge over alone, he naturally had confidence.
Furthermore, the battle results were right in front of them. Even the Extreme Sun Saint had been killed with a single slap. The other party's strength was unfathomable, and they did not have any deep grudges against them. Why should they make a move against the other party for the Holy Immortal Sect?
"Hmph, this person is too arrogant. I can't tolerate it. Let me meet him and see what he's capable of." The Crazed Martial Holy Son refused to accept this. A blazing flame appeared in his eyes, and his scarlet armor gave off a scarlet light. The saber in his hand was covered in light.
With a slash of his saber, the saber light shrouded the surroundings as it headed straight for Lin Fan.
Lin Fan didn't dodge. Instead, he took it head-on. Pu chi, the saber light left a mark on his body. Many small wounds appeared, and at the same time, blood flowed out.
"He's injured." The Crazed Martial Holy Son was excited. When he saw the other party bleeding, he was overjoyed. "Guys, look, he's injured by my attack. Even with such strength, you guys have to retreat. How disappointing."
The geniuses who were retreating were shocked. They didn't feel excited because the Crazed Martial Holy Son had killed the other party. Instead, it was because the other party had already attacked, and his target was the Crazed Martial Holy Son.
"Careful!" Someone reminded.
"Hmph, what's there to be careful about?" The Crazed Martial Holy Son was disdainful. But when he reacted, a huge figure appeared in front of him. The saber in his hand slashed down from the sky. Its might was extraordinary, and it seemed to have the power to split the heavens and earth.
"It's very intelligent."
Lin Fan raised his hand and grabbed it with his five fingers, directly catching the saber with his bare hand. With a pu chi sound, the saber blade sank into his thick palm, and a large amount of blood spurted out.
The Crazed Martial Holy Son was overjoyed. This person was crazy. He actually blocked it with his bare hand and was hit by his treasured saber. But instantly, he felt a gust of wind above his head. He wanted to retreat, but the saber had sunk deep into his palm and couldn't move at all. Just when he was about to abandon the saber and flee, a terrifying scene occurred.
"I want to kill an immortal!" The stone stool was excited, and its radiance became even more resplendent. It had waited for a long time, but there was no chance. Even this human had forgotten about it.
Back then, he had tricked it into coming out because he had promised to bring it along to kill an immortal. How could he not keep his promise?
Bang!
The stone stool directly smashed into the Crazed Martial Holy Son's head.
A gush of fresh blood spurted out, reaching dozens of zhang. His head was bleeding, and the scene was shocking.
"Ah!" The Crazed Martial Holy Son clutched his head and screamed. A huge bump had appeared on his head, and it was already congested with blood. Even his skull was showing signs of cracking.
"This is too awesome!"
The stone stool was ecstatic. There was an indescribable sense of joy.
"What are you so happy for? You can't even smash me to pieces." The stone stool's joy made Lin Fan very unhappy. Its hardness was too low, and it couldn't even smash a peerless immortal to death. If it were an altar, it would have long been turned into a pile of flesh and blood.
Of course, he knew that the stone stool's hardness was still okay, but its sharpness was too weak.
"You dare injure me? Are you courting death?" The Crazed Martial Holy Son roared. His eyes were bloodshot, and blood was gushing out of his head. It was an extremely tragic sight, and he had even lost face in front of so many holy sons and daughters.
Lin Fan was prepared to continue, but because of this guy's words, he stopped. He raised his hand and slapped.
Pa! The sound was crisp and clear.
The Crazed Martial Holy Son's head spun uncontrollably. His neck was twisted into a ball, and his skin twisted together. A wound opened up, and fresh blood spurted out.
In the end, his neck drooped, but he wasn't completely dead. At this stage, this kind of injury wasn't enough.
He raised his leg and lashed out, landing on the Crazed Martial Holy Son's abdomen and sending him flying.
Cracking sounds rang out continuously. His bones shattered, and he was directly thrown into the group of holy sons and daughters.
Pu!
The Crazed Martial Holy Son spat out blood. His limbs went soft, and he laid there on the verge of death.
"Kill!" The Saint Immortal Sect Leader roared. The elders moved out, and all of them charged at Lin Fan.
As for the disciples, they were long stunned. They didn't expect that someone would come to the Saint Immortal Sect to start a massacre, and that even the Sect Leader couldn't do anything about it.
Especially those holy sons and daughters. They were all proud existences, but now, they just stood there and didn't dare to move.
"I want to kill a celestial!" The stone stool roared once more. It was stained with blood, and it was filled with battle intent. It thought that it was the number one godly stool in the world.
If a god obstructed, he would kill a god. If a buddha obstructed, he would kill a buddha.
Lin Fan raised the stone stool and smashed it towards the attacking elders. Banging sounds rang out continuously, and the tragic cries of the elders rang out continuously.
Fresh blood filled the air, dyeing the Saint Immortal Sect red.
"What a terrifying person." Some of the geniuses were terrified. They thought that they weren't weak, but after seeing this guy, they realized that he wasn't weak at all.
These were all elders of the Saint Immortal Sect, and they were peerless immortals. Even though they attacked together, they didn't gain any advantage at all.
The Saint Immortal Sect Leader was a little anxious. He came to the side of the Wind Eagle Holy Son, "Holy Son, please help."
The current situation was getting out of hand. He didn't know who this person was, and what kind of blood feud he had with the Saint Immortal Sect. He could only ask the Holy Son for help.
The Wind Eagle Holy Son placed one hand behind his back and took a step forward. His aura was extraordinary, and his voice was like thunder, "Brother, give me, Wind Eagle, some face and stop now."
Those holy sons and daughters heard this and started discussing.
"The Wind Eagle Holy Son has spoken. It seems like this matter is going to end here."
"It's hard to say. I realized that this person is a little crazy. He probably won't give me face."
Suddenly, just as these geniuses were discussing, Lin Fan soared into the air and attacked the Wind Eagle Holy Son without saying a word.
"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit." The Wind Eagle Holy Son was enraged. There really weren't many people who didn't give him face.
Instantly, he moved. His body was like an eagle, and his ten fingers shone with a cold light. He grabbed downwards, and the void was like a piece of cloth, tearing ten pitch-black cracks.
Puchi!
There were scratches on Lin Fan's body, and blood flowed out. If it was someone else, they would have been dismembered by this attack.
He swung the stone chair in his hands and smashed it towards the Wind Eagle Holy Son. However, it was blocked by the other party, and there was a loud explosion.
And at this moment, Lin Fan clenched his fingers. A huge fist covered half of the other party's body, and a bright light shone out. His aura was shocking, and it formed a torrent.
"Courting death." The Wind Eagle Holy Son's eyes shone with a cold light. He used a mystic finger technique, and a soaring god eagle appeared behind him. Its sharp claws that could tear through the sky swooped down, wanting to tear Lin Fan's body into pieces.
Peng!
The fist and the sharp claws clashed, and a storm was formed.
"A little …" Lin Fan wanted to praise the other party, but all of a sudden, he heard the other party cry out. His ten fingers broke, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. He had become a person without hands.
"I think I should take back my words."
It was hard to estimate how strong he was now. Only a true expert would know. Even now, he hadn't taken out his strongest strength, and he still had some tricks up his sleeves.
"Ah!"
The Wind Eagle Holy Son cried out. His arms were covered in blood, and it shocked many people.
"You can't kill me! I'm the Holy Son of an unparalleled Sacred Ground!"
The Wind Eagle Holy Son who had a majestic aura earlier on had disappeared, and what replaced him was a terrified and pitiful worm.
Lin Fan didn't have the thought of killing the other party at first. He wanted to beat everyone here into submission and make them kneel down and beg for mercy.
The moment the other party said this, Lin Fan looked at him, stretched out his palm, and grabbed him. He then flung him onto the ground.
Urgh!
The huge impact caused him to spit out fresh blood, and the cervical vertebrae on his back broke with a crack.
"Stop!" The Saint Immortal Cult's Sect Leader exclaimed, and he was completely terrified. This was the Holy Son of a great Sacred Ground. He couldn't die here.
But everything was too late.
Peng!
Lin Fan stepped down with his foot, and the Wind Eagle Holy Son was stomped into meat paste.
"What? This guy just stomped the Wind Eagle Holy Son to death? Isn't this way too violent? He has gotten himself into a huge trouble. "
"That's right. Even though the Wind Eagle Holy Son isn't the bloodline inheritor of that Sacred Ground, he's still the son of a big shot. Now that he's killed just like that, that Sacred Ground will definitely not let this go."
"Do you think that the Extreme Sun Holy Son, the Crazy Martial Holy Son, and their forces will just sit back and watch? You're too naive. "
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