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Chapter 3020 hot potato

King Rakshasa is too scary.

It far exceeds the Chaos Realm's estimation of its strength.

He actually reached the Ancestor Level, the Sixth Realm of Linshen!

There are not many cultivators of this level in the entire Chaos Realm, otherwise they would not be worthy of being called the Ancestor Level.

At this moment, her whole body was spinning like a windmill, holding cold blades in both arms, and slashed at Lin Fan with one sword after another.

Lin Fan struggled to hold on, the muscles of his arms arched.

This kind of continuous fighting is terrifying, and one sword is more powerful than the other.

Just four sword cuts caused his ankles to be buried in the soil, and from the center of his ankles, one after another terrifying cracks radiated away like a spider web.

"King Rakshasa, do you really want to fight to the death?"

Lin Fan yelled angrily. He raised his halberd in his right hand to block. With a flick of his left hand, he held the Chaos Suppressing Bell and struck hard at the approaching Rakshasa King.

Chaos surges, and mountains and rivers collapse under the pressure of black and yellow air.

This is a heavy treasure that can easily shatter mountains. At this time, Lin Fan was slapping the head of the Rakshasa King as if he was moving bricks. Even though it was stronger than him, he had to slow down his attack and killing pace.

"Get out of my way!"

Lin Fan roared, his legs slightly bent and then suddenly straightened, and his whole body was like an arrow shot towards the Rakshasa King.

He had been suppressed, struggled to support himself, and was surrounded by dangers. He was almost robbed several times, which made him hold back his breath.

Now, it's time for him to fight back.

"Rebellion!"

The Divine Bell was in front, and Zhu Tian was behind. He stirred up the Chaos Suppressing Divine Bell to hit the Rakshasa King, and black holes were blasted out one after another in the sky.

The Rakshasa King took a strong breath, and the cold Rakshasa blade in his hand was danced by it, forming an airtight sword network, triggering the three thousand avenues, and becoming a seemingly pointless and indestructible sword and shield.

The God-Suppressing Bell blasted away, cracks appeared in the sword and shield, and when Niluan came to kill, the sword and shield exploded.

"How is that possible!"

King Rakshasa exclaimed.

This time, she did not pretend to emphasize, and the sweet female voice, like the tinkling of sweet springs, appeared again.

She quickly twisted Youxiang away, and the tip of the Heaven-Slaying Halberd grazed, piercing the layer of red light and drawing a bloody mark on her fair and tender cheek.

Lin Fan was stunned.

He had only seen half of the Rakshasa King's face, which was extremely ugly, but just now he clearly saw half of his peerless face.

"kill!"

That kind of shock only lasted in my heart for a moment, and the universe blasted away with its fists.

After fighting until now, Lin Fan already knows that in terms of cultivation, he is definitely no match for the Rakshasa King. He needs to fight in close quarters and rely on his battle body that is comparable to a heavy treasure to have a chance of winning.

Lin Fan used physical skills to the extreme. Sometimes his body was like a snake hovering over the body of the Rakshasa King, and from time to time he launched various terrifying killing techniques, which made the Rakshasa King scream fiercely, and sometimes his muscles

He also competed with heavy treasures and clashed head-on with the terrifying fist seal of King Rakshasa.

"roar……"

In the distance, Hai Kuang's roar could be heard: "Death to King Rakshasa!"

King Rakshasa's expression suddenly changed. At this moment, the injuries she had suppressed with her powerful cultivation rebounded, she groaned, and blood spurted out.

"Your fate is good today, but next time I see you, I will take your life."

The Rakshasa King struck out with both hands, and Lin Fan responded with both palms. The two of them exchanged palms, and the Rakshasa King spurted blood again, while Lin Fan stepped on it and exploded in the sky, sending him back thousands of steps.

King Rakshasa left and disappeared with a flicker of his body.

"So lucky."

Lin Fan was holding his chest and coughing up blood.

"Mu Yi." Liu Zhuiyue rushed over and stared at Lin Fan worriedly.

Lin Fan smiled bitterly and said: "If I can save my life in the hands of King Shura, I can be regarded as the first person among the ancestors."

"What time has it been? I'm still in the mood to joke." Liu Zhuiyue's beautiful eyes were filled with worry, but she was also relieved.

The fact that he is still in the mood to joke around proves that it must be okay.

"This crazy bitch is really strong."

Lin Long rubbed his sore fists with a solemn expression.

With his Dragon King body, he was not much weaker than Lin Fan, but when the fist seals clashed, he couldn't bear it, and his body seemed to explode.

"Very strong." Lin Fan also nodded heavily: "You must be careful, this is the god of murder walking in the human world. Unless she is a powerful person like Hai Kuang who holds the ultimate weapon, if she is in her prime, the world will be afraid of it.

There is no one she cannot kill."

"Leave this place first."

Lin Fan's expression changed slightly, and he felt that the vast aura from the distance, like a sea of ​​stars, was rapidly pressing towards this place.

That's sea madness.

Helping him get out of trouble.

But if, when that aura really comes to this place, everything will be bad. If there is no fight between him and Hai Kuang, it will probably arouse suspicion.

Lin Fan and the three of them traveled a million miles in one breath and arrived at the westernmost border of the Hai family.

When they arrived here, Lin Fan and the other three finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The lonely smoke in the desert." Lin Fan looked at the endless yellow sand below and the setting sun hanging down in the west. Suddenly the world was desolate.

Lin Long stood quietly: "Chaos is so vast. Just one family's place is far more than the three thousand realms and one star. It is hard to imagine what kind of people it takes to open up such a vast ancient star of life."

Lin Fan smiled and said: "Hai Kuang once said that people in the Chaos Realm think that they are the center of the universe, but in fact, the real center of the universe should be the Three Thousand Realms."

"Oh?" Lin Long looked at Lin Fan in surprise.

Lin Fan said: "There is no clear evidence, but if what Hai Kuang said is true, then the so-called three days of the lower world, the other shore, chaos, etc. should all be separated from the three thousand realms."

Lin Long frowned and said: "Actually, it's not unreasonable. Think about it. The Three Thousand Realm claims to be the Three Thousand Life Stars, but in fact, how many are there now? They're just the Hundreds of Life Ancient Stars."

Lin Fan said nothing.

The three of them walked together, stepping on the gleaming yellow sand. The sky and earth were desolate, and the setting sun shone slantingly, which actually made the three of them fall into silence.

Even though they are now nearly immortal cultivators who have existed in the world for hundreds of thousands of years, they still feel in awe of this world.

"Holy shit!"

Suddenly, Lin Long jumped up and down, and you could see a layer of white sweat on his cheeks.

"King Rakshasa!"

Lin Fan roared.

He knew why Lin Long was frightened.

Just because, there was a person buried under his feet.

Most of his body was covered in yellow sand, with only his long hair and half of his face exposed.

This cheek is extremely ugly!

This person suddenly turned out to be King Rakshasa.

"Kill!"

The first time Lin Long had the Dragon King Sword in his hand, he was about to kill it ruthlessly.

Lin Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

This is the enemy.

How can you not kill?

This is an excellent opportunity.

"The Celestial Clan...should be destroyed...regret...incompetent..."

At this moment, the fainted Rakshasa King seemed to be talking in his sleep, sitting in the most terrifying nightmare, falling into the most terrifying nightmare.

Moreover, even though she had fainted, her hand still held the Rakshasa Cold Blade tightly, and she stroked it unconsciously while talking in her sleep.

"etc!"

Lin Fan spoke.

Lin Long's sword strike stopped abruptly and he looked at Lin Fan in confusion.
Chapter completed!
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