"What is going on? What happened to Fozi?"
"I saw Fozi turn into a streak of light and charge towards the native. Then, I heard a peng sound. Do you think that Fozi killed that native?"
"That's for sure. Don't you guys have any idea how terrifying that move was? Even I, who was standing at the side, felt a chill in my heart. We can't fight it head-on. How strong could that native be?"
Drip!
There was the sound of liquid dripping.
"What is that sound?" The descenders were shocked and panicked. This sound made one feel really uncomfortable and it was more like a psychological effect.
Just as everyone was panicking or waiting in anticipation, a scream spread out.
"What?"
The golden light dissipated and the descenders panicked when they saw the scenes ahead.
Bai Zeyi was no longer in the native's hands. She had turned into a bloody mess and half of her body had disappeared. Large amounts of fresh blood flowed down and dripped onto the ground.
"Oh my god, what happened to her?"
Some of the descenders were stunned and filled with pain. They didn't dare to believe that this had happened.
"She is too weak." Lin Fan looked at the corpse in his hands. He didn't care how they wanted to kill him and just tossed it away.
His actions were a little shocking. There were also girls among them and when they saw such scenes, their hearts turned cold. This was just too terrifying.
"Ah!"
Fozi, who the descenders had high hopes for, hugged his head and screamed. Blood continued to flow and his waist and upper body had changed.
His waist was protruding and he was about to be split into two.
Fozi spat out large mouthfuls of blood. His eyes were filled with rage and disbelief.
He didn't expect things to turn out like this. Even he didn't know what had happened.
He wanted to deal with this native quickly but the moment he arrived in front of him, an unstoppable power struck him.
His organs were about to shatter.
"Fozi, are you okay?" A descender walked up and asked. However, he couldn't bear to look at Fozi's injuries anymore.
"Do you think I am okay?"
Fozi was furious and stared at him in rage. Because he was too emotional, his blood shook and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
He was terrified and really terrified. He didn't dare to believe that this native was actually so strong.
He had already used his strongest ability and was actually beaten to such a state.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed it was real.
Now, there was a fool who actually asked him if he was fine. Did he not have eyes? Could he not see what was going on?
"Dangerous, too dangerous. I really shouldn't have come here."
Although the pain was unbearable, the Arhat had already calmed down. The native's strength was too terrifying, and he was no match for him.
If he didn't run, he would probably die here.
At this time, the descenders were dumbfounded. They were a little arrogant before, but now, no one dared to be impudent.
"Hmm, it's about time to end this." Lin Fan twisted his neck, making a cracking sound.
Two hundred and fifty descenders had arrived.
The points he would get after killing them would definitely not be small.
"Alright, it's about time. It's time to take care of you guys."
Bang!
Bang!
Lin Fan went all out. His body began to swell, and he grabbed the stone pillar with one hand. Looking at the descenders in all directions, he lowered his head, bent his legs, and disappeared with a bang.
To all the descenders, however, there was an extremely terrifying pressure that enveloped the entire area.
This was killing them.
"Die!"
Lin Fan appeared and smashed the stone pillar.
The descender exploded, and fresh blood splattered all about. Those who were closer only felt their faces become wet as blood splattered onto them.
Their pupils constricted.
That sense of panic covered their hearts.
There was an indescribable feeling.
"Run."
The descenders only had this thought in their hearts, which was to leave quickly.
"Go!"
Someone shouted. His voice was filled with fear.
The Arhat was waiting for a chance.
Right now, he only had one thought, and that was to leave as soon as possible.
Peng!
Lin Fan smashed another descender into pieces. Seeing the others trying to escape, a smile appeared on his face.
"Come back."
The colored eye opened.
The scattered descenders felt that hope had arrived. How would they be stopped if they ran like that?
But in the blink of an eye.
Their hearts were beating rapidly.
A never before seen rage swelled in their hearts.
"Damn …"
The fleeing descenders turned back angrily, glaring at Lin Fan with bloodshot eyes. They wanted to tear Lin Fan into pieces.
"That's right. That's the look. Come, I, the peak leader, will wait for you to kill me."
Lin Fan floated in the air with the stone pillar on his shoulder, looking into the distance calmly.
He felt gratified that the descenders were angry at him.
This was the only scene he wanted to see.
"Kill!"
Intense killing intent could be felt from the descenders. They gave up on defending and charged at Lin Fan with all their might.
"Good timing."
Lin Fan raised his head, grabbed the stone pillar, and stretched his arm.
"This feels pretty good. It's been a long time since I last used my mace. The stone pillar can also act as my weapon."
Lin Fan smiled. When the descenders were about to cover him, he closed the colored eye and swung the stone pillar, using the mace.
There were no fancy moves, just a violent attack.
Peng!
Outside the Magnificent Flame Sect.
"Holy Lord, is this the Magnificent Flame Sect?" King of Evil was in disbelief.
He might not have seen the Magnificent Flame Sect for a long time, but the scene before him was beyond his imagination.
This was too unbelievable.
"What the f * ck? This is the Magnificent Flame Sect? What the f * ck? Compared to the Magnificent Flame Sect, the Saint Convent Sect is like a dog's nest. "Holy Lord Hate Sage was dumbfounded.
"Sage, how can you say that? How can you say that the sect is a dog's nest? Are you even a disciple of the Saint Convent Sect?
"Under the leadership of our wise Holy Lord, the Saint Convent Sect has made great progress. Are you blind?"
King of Evil was always the Holy Lord's servant. He was considerate, practical, and not hateful.
He was willing to fight anyone for the Holy Lord.
"Alright, stop arguing. Won't we know if it's the Magnificent Flame Sect once we enter?" The Holy Lord said unhappily. ~ These guys are making me more and more uneasy. ~
"Wait." God of Gambling stopped him immediately.
"God of Evil, what are you doing?" King of Evil looked at God of Evil and asked unhappily.
He didn't know why, but he felt that the few of them had become so annoying ever since they left the Magnificent Flame Sect. He couldn't put this feeling into words.
"Hehe, since we're already here, how can we not make a bet? Why don't we make a bet? I'll bet here …"
Before God of Evil could finish his words, Sanction stopped him.
"Bet your mother! Why do you only know how to gamble all day long? I bet that you're a man. Do you dare to take the bet?" Sanction was unhappy with God of Evil's actions.
As the Saint Convent Sect's leader, he was leading the way in gambling instead of teaching his disciples. This was intolerable.
"Huh?" God of Evil was shocked. "Are you really going to bet with me?"
God of Evil suddenly held a dagger in his hand. The dagger was sharp, and it shone with a cold light. There would be no pain if the dagger was cut.
"Who the f * ck are you trying to scare with a dagger?" Sanction said angrily.
I didn't expect God of Evil to attack me. This is too hurtful.
King of Evil Dawn wanted to say something, but he realized that there was something wrong with the Holy Master's emotions. It was fluctuating wildly. He immediately felt a sense of danger, so he shut his mouth and didn't say anything.
"Enough. Shut up. Look at yourselves. Do you still look like a leader of a sect?" Holy Leader was tired, and blood was stuck in his throat.
"Holy Leader's voice is as loud as a chrysanthemum …" Sanction mumbled.
"What did you say?" His voice might have been soft, but Holy Leader heard it. Anger rose in his heart, and he wanted to teach Sanction a lesson.
"Hey, Holy Leader, don't do anything. Don't be angry. Sanction is sick in the head. Don't take it seriously." Thunder hugged Holy Leader and winked at Sanction.
Sanction took a few steps back and looked at the enraged Holy Lord in a daze. "What's wrong? What the f * ck is wrong with me? Holy Lord, you don't like me. Just tell me, there's no need to do this. And you, Thunder, you're the one who's sick in the head.
"Wah …. Old ancestor, Senior Brother Holy Leader is useless. He has brought the sect down, and now he wants to bring the sect to the Magnificent Flame Sect. Open your coffin and take a look."
Sanction shouted to the sky. A sorrowful cry could be heard.
"Hehe, who wants to bet with me? I bet that the old ancestor will never come out from his coffin. Who?" God of Evil took the chance and opened the bet. He was initially full of hope, but no one opened a bet. This was hurtful.
"It's over. The sect is finished. There's no hope for us in this life." Holy Leader was tired. What hope could the sect have with so many leaders?
In the sky, God of Punishing Lord lifted the mountains and rivers, struggling to carry the sect. Sweat dripped from his forehead.
All of a sudden.
Seeing those guys chatting below, he was so angry that his liver was about to explode.
"Holy Leader, what are you guys doing? I'm having a hard time. "The God of Punishing Lord shouted.
He was so angry that he was about to go crazy.
Ever since he set off, he had been angry, and it had never dissipated.
Since the others didn't want to carry it, he had to carry it. Does he have any conscience?
"God of Punishing Lord, are you crazy? Why are you complaining that you're tired just because you're carrying something? You don't even complain when you're eating or sleeping. Old ancestor, do you have any self-awareness? Why did you make such a person an emperor back then? Are you blind?" Sanction shouted.
"I …. How dare you …." The God of Punishing Lord was so angry that he was about to explode. The sect was shaking, and the disciples on it couldn't even stand steadily, as if they would fall at any time.
"Enough. I'm telling you, it's enough. Do you want to see me die in front of you?" The Holy Leader took a deep breath and took out his weapon, glaring at everyone with his bloodshot eyes.
Sanction lowered his head, not saying a word.
The other leaders didn't say anything either. The Holy Leader was angry. Maybe we've gone too far.
The Holy Leader was relieved. It seems like I can still control them.
But suddenly, a discordant voice could be heard.
"Holy Leader, I'll bet with you. I bet that you won't dare to kill yourself. Are you betting or not …" The God of Punishing Lord said excitedly. The stakes were huge. The Holy Leader was betting with his life, and normal people wouldn't dare to accept it.
Shua shua!
Everyone looked at the God of Punishing Lord as if they had seen a ghost.
He was still betting at such a time?
The Holy Leader's breathing became more and more hurried. He was so angry that the veins on his neck popped out. He raised his weapon and charged at the God of Punishing Lord. "I'll kill you, you bastard …."
The surrounding leaders rushed forward. Some hugged his legs, some pulled his arms, and some hugged his waist.
"Holy Leader, calm down. Don't be rash. He's a God and you can't kill him."
"That's right. We're in a mess now, and we can't afford to lose any more people."
The God of Punishing Lord retreated, but he still raised his hand and said excitedly, "Let's start the bet. How many times do you think the Holy Leader can kill me?"
Everyone was stunned. What was going on?
To hell with it.
King of Evil Dawn sighed. "Everyone, let go. Let the Holy Leader kill him. He can't be saved."
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