"Asshole!"
The flames grew stronger, as if they were going to devour the world.
How could this guy think of saving pigs at such a crucial moment?
He even insulted us for not being able to afford it. Doesn't that mean we're worse than pigs?
"Haish, this Magnificent Flame Sect's Lin Fan is too arrogant. He's still mocking us at such a time. I'm afraid he hasn't experienced being ruled by a Divine Body before." Someone sighed. They no longer had any hope, thinking that Lin Fan was courting death.
"Feng Shaolie, you've been in the limelight a little too much. Don't forget that I'm still here." Sikong Zhuo wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and revealed a faint smile.
The sound of the wind could be heard coming from his body.
After that, a berserk wind blew from the other side of the world. Feng Shaolie's sea of flames started to shake violently; it had met with some interference.
Just then, ripples could be felt under Sikong Zhuo's feet. The ripples became more and more frequent. Eventually, a tornado appeared, wrapping him up.
A giant God of Wind could be seen floating behind Sikong Zhuo.
Sikong Zhuo had become stronger.
The two great Divine Bodies were activated at the same time, shocking everyone. They were dumbfounded and exclaiming in satisfaction. At the same time, that terrifying might was truly too frightening.
"Senior Brother, can he hold on?" Huo Rong's confidence was already shaken. Under such a boundless power, even though he trusted Lin Fan a lot, it was hard to say now.
"Junior Brother, Senior Brother doesn't blame you for being weak, as it's because of your talent. But now, my disciple is fighting, and not only are you not encouraging him, you're even doubting him. You're making me sad." Tian Xu glared at Huo Rong.
"Lin Fan, you can do it! I believe you can do it! Smash their faces!" Huo Rong raised his arms and cheered. His roar was like thunder.
"Elder Huo Rong, you're very wise today." Lin Fan praised. He was satisfied with Huo Rong's knowledge.
Huo Rong coughed and turned back. "Senior Brother, I didn't doubt you. I was just asking."
"Haish, Junior Brother, I've wronged you." Tian Xu patted Huo Rong's shoulder. ~ It's good that you have such thoughts. ~
At this moment, the situation on the battlefield changed.
"Later on, I'll beat the sh * t out of the two of you." Lin Fan took a step forward. With a loud thud, he raised his fist and punched out at the two of them.
What he wants is a head-on clash. We'll use our bodies to fight, everything else is superfluous.
"Courting death!"
Both of them were the strongest Saints, yet this fellow before them was not only cruel to them, but he was also extremely vulgar and vulgar.
Shit?
I'll let you eat later.
Bang!
The battle was very intense and the strength of the two of them had indeed become stronger. Feng Shaolie's Divine Body was scorching hot and the energy that was gushing out was very shocking.
As for Sikong Zhuo, his speed was also extremely fast, and his attacks were very sharp. Even though he did not hit, he was able to cut through everything.
"How much longer can you be so arrogant?"
At this moment, a horrifying light burst forth from Feng Shaolie's body, slamming Lin Fan onto the ground. His attacks followed closely behind. Bam bam bam, causing the ground to shake violently.
"Tell me, what else can you be arrogant about?"
His eyes were burning with raging flames, and as he raised his hand, raging flames filled the air. With a single palm strike, the ground began to sink.
"Brother Feng, let's join forces and send him to his grave." Sikong Zhuo suggested, his killing intent surging. He had never wanted to kill someone so crazily before.
"Alright!"
The two strongest Saints made their moves. The light was dazzling and the might was shocking. Those Reaching Heaven pinnacle elders of the Holy Lands were shocked. If it were them, they might die in the hands of these true geniuses in a single move.
Those who were in the top 100 of the Heaven's Chosen Roll were extraordinary.
But even so, they were only ranked in the top 100. How strong were the geniuses who were ranked in the top 100 then?
Everyone knew that the true Heaven's Chosen Roll only had the top 100. Those who were ranked in the top 500 were those who were not convinced.
Very soon, the two of them stopped. The power that they had unleashed was already strong enough. No matter how strong the other party was, he should be dead by now.
A gigantic pit appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Dust covered the pit, and no one could see what was going on inside.
Someone wanted to go up, but after thinking about it, they decided against it. It was too dangerous. If they were to get too close, they would be innocent.
"How is it?"
"He should be dead. This level of power isn't something that ordinary people can withstand."
"Sigh, Lin Fan is actually a talent. But it's a pity that he was too arrogant. If he had raised his cultivation to the Reaching Heaven state, it would be hard to say who would be the winner."
The crowd whispered to each other. To be able to fight to such an extent with just a cultivation of the Celestial state, he was really a genius. Moreover, he didn't die unjustly. It was because he was too picky. Who else could he blame?
"It's a little itchy."
At this moment, a voice came from the pit.
Patter.
Lin Fan walked out of the pit. His ten-meter-tall body stood there, his black hair dancing like a dragon. He looked like a god of war in the sea of blood.
His body was full of wounds, and a large amount of blood was flowing out. Especially his chest, there was a huge hole. It was pierced through, and one could even see the organs inside. One could even see the world behind it.
"What?" Not only were the crowd shocked, but even Feng Shaolie and the other person were dumbfounded.
Why didn't he die after that?
Did he have to be so tough?
"You guys must have had a good time fighting just now. Now, it's my turn." Lin Fan wiped off the blood and felt the power in his body getting more violent. The ancient battlefield was really amazing. He didn't die from such injuries. Maybe only a buff could do that.
Peng!
His body disappeared without a trace. One couldn't even see where he was with the naked eye.
Feng Shaolie was really solemn. He hollered in rage and the flames around him burned even brighter. Then, he shot into the sky.
Suddenly!
He saw a giant figure appear in the scorching light. His pupils constricted and he wanted to dodge. But the other party was too fast and the power that enveloped him was too strong.
With a peng, his body spun 720 degrees and fell at high speed, smashing into the ground.
Lin Fan followed closely behind. He clenched his fingers and landed quickly, punching the ground.
Peng!
The ground exploded, and a powerful force erupted in an instant. Cracks spread out in all directions, and the ground cracked continuously.
The power was too strong, and it could even pierce through the ground.
"Ah!"
Feng Shaolie screamed.
"How did this happen? How did your strength …"
Before he finished, he suffered another heavy blow. His entire face twisted and his nose broke. His nose was flattened and fresh blood spurted out.
"You are asking for death!"
Sikong Zhuo hollered. Power shot out from his back. His body tore open the space and slashed forward.
Puchi!
A sharp light shot over. Lin Fan dodged it and it slashed Feng Shaolie's body, slicing his arm off.
Feng Shaolie screamed and cursed, "Sikong Zhuo, you bastard, who do you want to kill?"
"Brother Feng, if I say that I didn't do it on purpose, would you believe me?" Sikong Zhuo was stunned. He didn't want to cause any misunderstanding.
"I believe you." Feng Shaolie scolded. The pain from his broken arm was unbearable. He wasn't as sick as Lin Fan, who didn't show any reaction when he was so heavily injured.
It was just too terrifying.
Sikong Zhuo's face turned cold. He attacked once more and many sharp auras slashed over.
"Eh?" Lin Fan frowned and dodged.
Puchi!
Puchi!
"Ah!"
Feng Shaolie screamed again. His other arm was also chopped off. If he hadn't dodged fast enough, his head would have been chopped off.
"Sikong Zhuo, what else do you want to say?" Feng Shaolie was furious.
"I did it on purpose this time. You humiliated me. You deserve to die."
Sikong Zhuo wasn't a simple person. He was ruthless. Although the two of them were working together to crush Lin Fan, Sikong Zhuo didn't mind dragging Feng Shaolie down if possible.
"You …" Feng Shaolie was so angry that his face turned red. He wanted to get up and fight with Lin Fan, but Lin Fan kicked him in the face. His facial features collapsed, and he slammed into the ground. Two streams of blood spurted out from his nose.
Sikong Zhuo's expression was solemn. "I have lost this time. I'll come again in the future."
He wanted to leave and didn't want to stay. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that they had lost.
As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into a beam of light and disappeared.
"Sigh." Lin Fan sighed and activated his eye of discernment.
Sikong Zhuo, who had already escaped, suddenly flew into a rage. He could see the humiliation and mockery in Lin Fan's eyes. It was unbearable.
"Kill!"
Boundless killing intent surged as he turned around to counterattack.
"Amazing. This Sikong Zhuo is too sinister. He wants to leave on the surface, but he secretly counterattacks. It's just that his strategy is a little shallow."
"Indeed, every powerful Chosen is sinister to the extreme."
Everyone was discussing.
He had just said that he was going to retreat, but he turned around halfway. It was just that this strategy was a little bad.
Bang!
Just as everyone was in awe...
The battlefield changed drastically. Sikong Zhuo was a little dazed as he closed his eye of discernment. When he reacted, he was directly pressed to the ground, and his head kept hitting the ground.
At the same time, this despicable guy kept attacking his body.
His screams were endless.
He counterattacked, but Lin Fan's injuries became more and more serious, and his blood flowed more and more rapidly. However, for some reason, Lin Fan's strength became more and more terrifying.
Lin Fan carried Sikong Zhuo to Feng Shaolie's side. He held the two of them in his hands and collided.
There was a loud bang.
The two iron-headed people spurted out blood.
Occasionally, their lips would even touch. It had already completely driven them crazy and even made them shiver.
"Tell me, are you still arrogant?" The current Lin Fan was already drenched in blood. He was like a victorious person who had climbed out of a sea of blood. A terrifying aura shrouded the two of them.
"Don't be arrogant. You'll suffer..."
Bang!
The two of them didn't say anything and continued to collide with each other, causing them to bleed profusely.
"Strongest Saint? Strongest Divine Body? Speaking of which, they aren't even worth a pig from my sect. You even created a sea of fire just now, causing a pig from my sect to suffer a heatstroke. You really deserve to die."
Thinking of this, he raised his head and asked.
"Junior Brother, did you save the pig?"
"Senior Brother, we couldn't. It died from a heatstroke."
Hearing this, Lin Fan's expression turned cold, and his heart ached.
"You guys deserve to die!"
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