This time, in order to bring enough deterrence to the Lin clan, Mo An did not come alone, but brought out all the powerful people in the reincarnation realm of the Temple that he had the authority to mobilize.
Mo An brought more than 60 people in total, half of which reached their peak in the late stage of reincarnation, and most of the remaining ones were in the middle stage of reincarnation.
With such a lineup, it is more than enough to start a war with the Lin clan.
It is used to deal with Lin Fan now, which really damages the reputation of the Holy Son and loses the majesty of the Temple.
But Mo An didn't care about that much about the current situation.
"Group fights? Just so happens, I have a friend who likes to fight in groups."
Lin Fan was not at all panicked, and he also used the summoning technique.
The next moment.
A huge shadow appeared on the earth.
A powerful and terrifying aura descended from the sky.
"Bang!"
The huge body of the little girl fell to the ground, smashing a huge deep pit on the ground, and rolling smoke and dust swept through, and the earth shook twice.
Amid the rolling smoke and dust, a huge body slowly stood up.
The powerful temple men looked at each other.
The huge body alone brought great psychological pressure to everyone, and the momentum emitted by Xiaoxiao instantly suppressed the audience.
"What are you waiting for? Come and help me!" Mo An hurriedly avoided Lin Fan's sword and shouted with a blank expression.
The powerful people in the Temple rushed forward.
Sweep the small tree trunk and step a step, like the God of War in the sky, blocking directly between Lin Fan and the powerful temple.
It has a strong momentum that one man is at the gate of the gate and ten thousand men cannot open up.
"Kill this stone monster first!" said a powerful temple master at the peak of reincarnation.
After the words came, everyone took action at the same time, and various powerful attacks poured down like raindrops.
Xiaoxiao refused to retreat but advanced, and relied on her strong body, rushed into the crowd with her tree trunk.
"The big guy you called will soon be beaten into a pile of gravel." Although Mo An was beaten to the point of being like a third grandson, his mouth was not showing any weakness at all and he kept chattering.
"Is that true?"
Lin Fan sneered.
A dark thing appeared in his hand.
At the same time, a strange energy fluctuation instantly swept the entire audience.
"What is this?" Mo An was very alert to what Lin Fan suddenly took out, but he only felt that an energy fluctuation had passed, but he was not inappropriate at all, and he suddenly became suspicious.
Just then.
A scream came from the other side.
Mo An looked back and saw that a powerful man in his hand at the peak of the reincarnation level was smashed into flesh mud by a small tree trunk. He even had no chance to escape from the sky and was completely destroyed.
Mo An's pupils shrank as soon as he suddenly felt his pupils shrink.
He knew very well that although he was not as strong as the King of Reincarnation, he was definitely not weak. At the peak of Reincarnation, he could definitely be considered a middle-level and upper-level level. How could he be killed so easily!
This is far from over.
Mo An soon discovered that his strong men were beaten to the point where Xiaoxiao had no power to fight back. Several peak strong men at the reincarnation stage were killed instantly. As for the middle and late stages of reincarnation, Xiaoxiao was even more like a melon cut.
Cutting vegetables usually sweep.
At this time, Mo An was extremely shocked to find that their cultivation had all fallen into almost a small realm!
The peak powerhouses of the reincarnation who died tragically under the tree trunk just now were killed so easily because their cultivation was suppressed in the late stage of reincarnation.
"You're the one who did it!"
Mo An turned his head suddenly and looked at Lin Fan.
But what responded to him was a giant sword whistling.
Mo An quickly shrank his neck.
The demon brutally wiped Mo An's head and cut off a lot of hair on Mo An's head.
The Son of Mo suddenly transformed into the Son of the Mediterranean.
The following scene is a bit terrible.
Mo An, who had lost his weapon and had no help, had no power to fight back under Lin Fan. He was beaten step by step and retreated step by step. Soon several blood holes were poked out of his body, and his breath became extremely disordered.
As for the other temple powerhouses, they were even more miserable. Their realm was suppressed and they could not match Xiaoxiao at all. Their attacks fell on Xiaoxiao, just like tickling, while Xiaoxiao's random attacks were as if they were touched.
At least he was seriously injured by vomiting blood, but more of him died on the spot.
After reaching this point, Mo An thought of running away.
He took out a spare intermediate spacecraft long sword, made a desperate gesture, rushed towards Lin Fan, slashed the space with one knife, and attacked Lin Fan.
A shocking sword roared out.
But Mo An himself rushed in the opposite direction.
Stimulated by the desire to survive, Mo An directly exploded into the microcosm. The speed was probably broken Mo An's own record.
In just a moment, Mo An appeared tens of thousands of meters away.
He turned around and his resentful eyes passed through tens of thousands of meters of space and landed on Lin Fan.
This humiliation will be returned twice in the future!
Mo An's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself.
Lin Fan did not pursue him, but just looked at Mo An with calm eyes.
Seeing this, Mo An frowned and instinctively felt something was wrong.
Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he felt endless chills, sweeping towards him from all around.
All the surrounding spaces were frozen.
Mo An didn't have time to think too much, so he quickly slashed out.
With a "bang", a loud bang erupted, and the space shook violently.
However, Mo An's fierce sword did not stop the cold from attacking.
The next moment.
Frost appeared on Mo An's hair and eyebrows.
Soon, frost appeared on his hands and feet, and more and more.
The coldness surged, making it extremely difficult for Mo'an's spiritual energy to operate.
"Xuanbing Spiritual Aura!"
Mo An rolled his throat and whispered.
"That's right."
A clear voice sounded from behind Mo An.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "puff".
Mo An looked down and saw a blood-stained sword tip piercing out on his chest.
The wound was covered with frost so that the blood was frozen before it could flow out.
"you……"
Mo An raised his hand with difficulty, but only lifted it a little and then fell down weakly.
Xuanbing spiritual energy rushed into Mo An's body through the wound, frozen his flesh and blood, and destroyed his soul!
Soon, the brilliance in Mo An's eyes quickly faded away, his vitality dissipated, and he fell.
It completely turned into an ice sculpture and fell to the earth.
Ling Xuefei took back the Ice Po Sword and looked at Mo An's corpse with a calm expression.
Then he returned to Lin Fan.
After Mo An's death, the already shattered morale of the temple was once again hit hard and even more defeated.
Some people wanted to fight, some wanted to run, and some people were in a panic and even ran to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan did not disappoint his kindness and helped him to save his life with a sword.
Then he held his arms and stepped aside with Ling Xuefei to watch a small performance.
Now, it's a totally small showtime.
Xiaoxiao did not disappoint Lin Fan's expectations, and showed great power. A tree trunk was like a death talisman, beating the powerful people in the temple to cry and calling for their parents. She only regretted that their parents gave birth to two less legs, which made them unable to beat them.
I can't run away either.
Outside Shuangmu City, there is a tragic situation of hell on earth.
Screams rang one after another.
The flesh and blood flew across the air, and the blood flowed into a river on the ground.
Soon, the people Mo An brought almost died.
The word "almost" means that no one is dead.
Just as the small tree trunk was about to kill the last old man with a hook nose, Lin Fan flashed into the field and blocked the small tree trunk with one sword.
The old man with a hook nose was so scared that he hugged his head, closed his eyes tightly, and let out a terrifying scream.
But I could only hear a loud "bang" sound above my head, and a fierce wave of air came to my face. But after waiting for a while, the terrifying attack did not fall on me.
The old man with the hook nose trembled his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.
It caught my eye and saw a large piece of blue-gray stone, less than half a meter away from me.
"scare!"
The old man with the hook nose suddenly shrank and he collapsed to the ground in fear.
Xiaoxiao shook her head, glanced at the old man, straightened her waist, carried the tree trunk on her shoulders, and walked away with heavy steps.
This step, the earth swayed and smoke rolled.
Each stroke seemed to be at the old man's heart, and a big drum sounded.
Soon, Xiaoxiao found an open space outside the city, sat cross-legged, and looked at it from a distance, like a stone mountain.
The old man with a hook nose swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his face turned pale, and he was still scared, and he quietly rubbed backwards, trying to escape.
But as soon as he retreated twice, he felt something had come.
The old man with a hook nose looked back and saw a giant sword stuck to the ground.
"Sir, show mercy!" The old man hurriedly begged for mercy.
It was not that he was timid and cowardly, but that he had witnessed his classmates being beaten one by one by one by Xiaoxiao and turned into blood mist. The psychological defense line, which was not a solid one, was completely broken.
Lin Fan looked at the old man condescendingly and said slowly: "I won't kill you, but I want to ask you to do me a favor."
"Sir, please tell me." The old man nodded quickly.
Lin Fan said, "Take this back to the temple and hand it over to your temple master."
As he said that, Lin Fan threw a translucent crystal ball to the old man.
It is almost the same size as one hand, and the white mist in the ball can be seen vaguely, with light and shadow intertwined, which is quite mysterious.
"Yes, I will definitely bring it." The old man held the crystal ball in both hands and said loudly.
"Get out."
"yes!"
The old man held the crystal ball and ran away without looking back.
Lin Fan turned around and looked at Shuangmucheng.
On the city wall, countless people in the Lin clan were stunned and shocked.