In a hidden place in Liehuo Ridge, Qiqi raised her little head and looked at the scene of the battle in the sky and asked.
Next to Qiqi, Ling Xuefei said: "Yes, they are all bad guys."
As she spoke, Ling Xuefei frowned slightly, with a hint of worry between her brows.
Although her cultivation level is not high, it can still be seen that the strong men of the Flame Phoenix Clan are at a disadvantage.
There were constantly flaming phoenixes falling to the ground with serious injuries, their blood spilling into the sky.
Even wealthy elders were beaten hard by Pei Chenglong's iron fists.
Before the previous big clan leader fell, he could only barely rank among the top five in the clan elders' association. How could he be the opponent of the King of Boxers Pei Chenglong?
If the Flame Phoenix Clan really can't stop it, I'm afraid...
"Don't worry Feifei, as long as we are here, you and the children will never be harmed." Huofeng's voice came from behind.
Although the voice was not high, it was unusually firm.
Ling Xuefei turned around and smiled at Huofeng.
Behind Huo Feng were the young geniuses of the Fiery Phoenix Clan, all of whom had stern faces and firm eyes. Occasionally, when they looked at Huo Feng, their eyes were filled with fire.
This passion is not possession and desire, but worship and admiration.
The powerful god-transformers of the Lieyan Phoenix tribe are fighting against the Shinto army, and Huo Feng leads the god-transformers, these young geniuses who are at the peak of half-step god transformation and Nascent Soul, to protect Ling Xuefei and the children.
Now Huo Feng's reputation within the Flame Phoenix Clan has reached an extremely high level, probably even better than that of the clan leader Icarus.
Especially among the younger generation, Huo Feng is a well-deserved elder sister.
With her words, countless young geniuses from the Flame Phoenix Clan were willing to die!
"Dad, please come back quickly. Come back and beat the bad guys." Qiqi clasped her hands in front of her chest and murmured softly.
"Dad is back."
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Qiqi's mind.
"Huh?"
Qiqi's eyes suddenly sparkled and she looked up.
That voice just now was clearly my father's.
Lin Fan had already felt it and said something to Qiqi through his spiritual consciousness.
"What's wrong with Qiqi?" Ling Xuefei asked.
"Yes... dad is back."
Qiqi looked at the sky with shining eyes, holding her pink fist, with a proud expression on her face, "These bad guys, their doom is coming!"
The words just fell.
There was a sword light rushing from the sky.
Carrying overwhelming anger, the faces of everyone on both sides in the melee changed at the same time, and they all retreated.
"Whoa!"
The next moment.
A figure as tall and tall as a gun appeared on the field.
Under his feet was a giant sword filled with purple demonic energy, with his hands behind his back. Although he was alone, the melee between the Flame Phoenix Clan and the Shinto Army was temporarily suspended.
Some people are born with a protagonist aura and become the protagonist as long as they appear.
Some people, even if they don't speak or make any big moves, will make others dare not ignore their existence.
Lin Fan is such an existence.
"Mr. Lin, you are back."
Seeing Lin Fan arrive, the elder of the Flame Phoenix Clan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and fisted towards Lin Fan.
He had witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Lin Fan's great power in Wolong Mountain, so he knew Lin Fan's strength very well. Moreover, after that, Lin Fan also went through a retreat, and his strength improved again. Compared with that day,
I don't know how strong it is.
With Lin Fan here, the Shinto Army could not be wiped out with just a snap of a finger, but it would definitely not be able to survive for long.
The old man from the wealthy family is very happy.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you all, please go down and have a rest." Lin Fan nodded towards the elders of the clan and the other members of the Flame Phoenix Clan, and then turned to look at the Shinto Army opposite. His eyes suddenly turned cold and his voice became colder.
It was extremely cold and filled with murderous intent, "As for you..."
"Since you're here, just stay here for me!"
"Lin Fan! Lin Fan!" Pei Chenglong glared at Lin Fan with scarlet eyes, panting heavily, his eyes blazing with anger, and his voice was low and hoarse, "You damn god, you destroyed my Yuan Sect.
With ten thousand years of foundation, today, I will definitely make your blood splatter on the spot!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Behind him, everyone in the Shinto Army stared at Lin Fan with hatred and shouted in unison.
"If you want to fight, then fight. There is really a lot of nonsense."
Lin Fan faintly uttered a word, and then his figure flashed and disappeared directly from the spot.
Pei Chenglong's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly felt a feeling like a light on his back.
Not daring to be careless at the moment, he frantically mobilized his true energy to surround his whole body, especially his pair of iron fists, which were covered with a layer of red light, and a fierce aura rose up.
Then……
Before Pei Chenglong could make any further moves.
Then a loud "bang" sound was heard.
Pei Chenglong's body suddenly arched up, like a cooked shrimp, his eyeballs almost bulged out, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew back.
He even hit a few people behind him.
And where Pei Chenglong originally stood, Lin Fan slowly appeared.
Still maintaining the posture of punching.
"Vulnerable."
Lin Fan said something very calmly, and then his body flashed again, turning into a light and shadow that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and he rushed left and right among the Shinto army.
"Bang bang bang bang!" muffled sounds sounded one after another.
The screams were heard one after another.
The big heads exploded in the air.
The more than twenty powerful warriors of the Shinto Army who were transformed into gods were vulnerable to Lin Fan. In almost the blink of an eye, they were completely defeated and suffered numerous casualties.
Most of the people couldn't withstand Lin Fan's punch and died on the spot.
Only Pei Chenglong and a few other strong men with outstanding strength could barely withstand a punch and not be killed directly by the punch. However, they would definitely not feel comfortable, and serious injuries were unavoidable.
Lin Fan only charged in one round.
There were only four members of the Shinto Army left alive.
They all looked at Lin Fan with frightened eyes and astonished expressions, as if they had not yet recovered from the shock.
Is this...this special thing still a human?
Each one of the powerful people in the late stage of becoming a god or even at the peak level of becoming a god has extremely powerful strength. Each of them is a strong person who has been famous for hundreds of years and thousands of years. Each of them is a ruthless person who has walked through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
, why is it that Lin Fan is as vulnerable as chopping melons and vegetables?
"Lin Fan, you..."
Pei Chenglong roared angrily.
As a result, before he finished speaking, Lin Fan stepped forward.
He punched Pei Chenglong.
Pei Chenglong's face was ferocious, he made a fist with his right hand and punched Lin Fan's fist out.
Pei Chenglong is nicknamed the "King of Fighters", and his strength lies in his fists. Few strong men of the same level dare to fight against his fists.
However……
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
"ah!"
Pei Chenglong's right fist and his right arm were shattered by Lin Fan's punch.
This is not over yet.
Lin Fan's fist continued forward and hit Pei Chenglong's head directly.
"Bang!"
Brain burst.
Pei Chenglong, the commander-in-chief of the Shinto Army, died on the spot.
Then Lin Fan made another thunderous move and took care of the remaining three people.
At this point, the Yuanmen Shinto Army was completely wiped out!