This time, in order to bring enough deterrence to the Lin clan, Mo An did not come alone, but brought out all the powerful men in the reincarnation realm of the temple that he had the authority to mobilize.
Mo An brought a total of more than 60 people, half of whom reached their peak in the late stage of reincarnation, and most of the rest were in the middle stage of reincarnation.
Such a lineup is more than enough to start a war with the Lin Clan.
Now it is used to deal with Lin Fan alone, which really damages the reputation of the Holy Son and the majesty of the temple.
But with the current situation, Mo An couldn't care less.
"Group fights? It just so happens that I have a friend who likes to fight in groups."
Lin Fan didn't panic at all, he also used the summoning technique.
next moment.
A huge shadow appeared on the earth.
A powerful and terrifying aura fell from the sky.
"Bang!"
Xiaoxiao's huge body crashed to the ground, creating a huge deep pit in the ground, billowing smoke and dust swept away, and the ground shook twice.
In the midst of the billowing smoke, a huge body slowly stood up.
The powerful men in the temple looked at each other.
The huge body alone brought great psychological pressure to everyone, and coupled with the aura exuded by Xiao Xiao, it even overpowered the entire audience in an instant.
"What are you waiting for! Come and help me!" Mo An dodged Lin Fan's sword in embarrassment and shouted in a panic.
The powerful men in the temple quickly attacked.
The small tree trunk swept across and took a step across, like a god of war holding up the sky, blocking directly between Lin Fan and the powerful man from the temple.
There is quite an aura where one man is in charge and no one can stop him.
"Kill this stone monster first!" A temple strongman at the peak of reincarnation said coldly.
As soon as the words fell, everyone took action at the same time, and various powerful attacks poured down on Xiaoxiao like raindrops.
Xiaoxiao did not retreat but advanced, relying on his strong body, he hugged the tree trunk and rushed into the crowd.
"The big guy you called will be beaten into a pile of rubble soon." Although Mo An was beaten like a third grandson, his mouth did not show weakness at all and kept chattering.
"Is it?"
Lin Fan sneered.
A dark object appeared in his hand.
At the same time, a strange energy fluctuation swept the entire place instantly.
"What is this?" Mo An was originally very wary of what Lin Fan suddenly took out, but he only felt energy fluctuations passing through him, but there was nothing wrong with him, and he suddenly became suspicious.
at this time.
A scream came from the other side.
Mo An looked back and saw that one of his men, a strong man at the peak of reincarnation, was smashed into a pulp by a small tree trunk. Even his soul had no chance to escape and was completely destroyed.
Mo An's pupils suddenly shrank.
He is very clear about the strength of this subordinate. Although it is not as good as the Samsara King, it is definitely not weak. At the level of Samsara Peak, it can definitely be regarded as an upper-middle level. How could he be killed so easily!
This is far from over.
Mo An soon discovered that his strong men were beaten by Xiao Xiao and were unable to fight back. Several strong men at the peak of Samsara were instantly killed by him. As for the strong men in the middle and late stages of Samsara, Xiao Xiao was like a melon.
Cutting vegetables generally sweeps across.
At this time, Mo An discovered with great horror that their cultivation levels had all dropped by almost a small level!
The few powerful men at the peak of reincarnation who died tragically under the tree trunks just now were killed so easily because their cultivation was suppressed in the late stages of reincarnation.
"It's your fault!"
Mo An suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Fan.
But what responded to him was a roaring giant sword.
Mo An quickly shrank his neck.
The demon's ferocious force passed over Mo An's head, cutting off a lot of hair on the top of Mo An's head.
Holy Son Mo suddenly transformed into the Holy Son of the Mediterranean.
The next scene is a bit too horrible to watch.
Mo An, who had lost his weapon and had no help, was completely unable to fight back under Lin Fan. He was beaten back and forth. Soon, several bloody holes were poked in his body, and his aura became extremely disordered.
As for the other strong men in the temple, they are even more miserable. Their realm has been suppressed and they are completely unable to compete with Xiaoxiao. Their attacks fall on Xiaoxiao's body, just like scratching an itch, while Xiaoxiao's casual attacks can only touch Xiaoxiao's body.
, at least he was seriously injured due to vomiting blood, more likely he died on the spot.
Faced with this situation, Mo An thought of running away.
He took out a spare mid-level sword, made a desperate stance, and rushed towards Lin Fan, splitting the space with one strike and attacking Lin Fan.
A shocking sword light roared out.
But Mo An himself rushed in the opposite direction.
Stimulated by the desire to survive, Mo An directly exploded into the small universe. The speed may have broken Mo An's own record.
In just an instant, Mo An appeared tens of thousands of meters away.
He turned around and his malicious eyes traveled through tens of thousands of meters of space and landed on Lin Fan.
This humiliation will be repaid double in the future!
The corner of Mo An's mouth twitched, thinking secretly in his heart.
Lin Fan did not pursue him, but looked at Mo An calmly.
Seeing this, Mo An frowned, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he felt an endless chill sweeping towards him from the surroundings.
All the surrounding space was frozen.
Mo An didn't have time to think too much and quickly slashed out with his sword.
There was a "bang", a loud noise broke out, and the space shook violently.
However, Mo An's fierce sword attack did not stop the chill from coming.
next moment.
Frost appeared on Mo An's hair and eyebrows.
Soon, frost appeared on his hands and feet, and there were more and more of them.
The coldness surged in, making it extremely difficult for Mo An's spiritual energy to circulate.
"Xuanbing aura!"
Mo An's throat rolled up and he whispered.
"That's right."
A clear voice sounded from behind Mo An.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "pop" sound.
Mo An lowered his head and looked down, only to see a bloody sword tip sticking out of his chest.
The wound was covered with frost, so that the blood was frozen before it even flowed out.
"you……"
Mo An raised his hand with difficulty, but only raised it a little and then dropped it weakly.
Xuanbing spiritual energy crazily poured into Mo An's body through the wound, freezing his flesh and blood and destroying his soul!
Soon, the luster in Mo An's eyes quickly faded, the vitality disappeared, and he died.
It completely turned into an ice sculpture and fell to the earth.
Ling Xuefei took back the Ice Soul Sword and looked at Mo An's body with a calm expression.
Then he returned to Lin Fan.
After the fall of Mo'an, the shattered morale of the strong men in the temple, which had already been ravaged, suffered another heavy blow and was even more defeated.
Some wanted to fight, some wanted to run, and some even ran in front of Lin Fan in a panic.
Lin Fan didn't live up to his good intentions and helped him to escape with a sword.
Then he hugged his arms and stepped aside with Ling Xuefei to watch the little performance.
Now, it's completely a small showtime.
Xiaoxiao did not disappoint Lin Fan's expectations. He showed great power. A tree trunk was like a talisman, beating the strong men in the temple until they cried for their parents. He only regretted that his parents had two fewer legs, making them unable to beat him.
Can't run either.
Outside Shuangmu City, there was a tragic scene like hell on earth.
Screams sounded one after another.
Flesh and blood flew in the air, and rivers of blood flowed on the ground.
After a while, almost all the people Mo An brought were dead.
The word "almost" shows that not everyone died.
Just when the small tree trunk was about to crush the last old man with a hooked nose to death, Lin Fan flashed into the scene and blocked the small tree trunk with his sword.
The hook-nosed old man was so frightened that he hugged his head, closed his eyes tightly, and let out a scream of terror.
But he only heard a loud "bang" above his head, and a violent wave of air hit his face, but after waiting for a moment, the terrifying attack did not fall on him.
The hook-nosed old man's eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
What you see is a large piece of blue-gray stone, less than half a meter away from you.
"scare!"
The hook-nosed old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he collapsed to the ground in fear.
Xiaoxiao shook his head, glanced at the old man, straightened up, put the tree trunk on his shoulders, walked away with heavy steps, "bang bang bang".
With this step, the ground shook and smoke billowed.
Every beat seemed to beat a big drum in the old man's heart.
Soon, Xiaoxiao found an open space outside the city and sat down cross-legged. Looking from a distance, it looked like a rocky mountain.
The hook-nosed old man swallowed hard, his face turned pale, and he was still frightened. He quietly moved backwards, trying to escape.
But as soon as he retreated twice, he felt something hit.
The hook-nosed old man looked back and saw a huge sword stuck on the ground.
"Sir, please have mercy!" The old man quickly begged for mercy.
It wasn't that he was timid, but he saw his fellow disciples one after another being beaten to the point of being turned into blood mist by Xiao Xiao. His psychological defense line, which was not strong in the first place, was completely broken.
Lin Fan looked down at the old man and said slowly: "I won't kill you, but I have to ask you to do me a favor.
"Sir, please speak." The old man nodded hurriedly.
Lin Fan said: "Take this back to the temple and give it to your temple master."
As he spoke, Lin Fan threw a translucent crystal ball to the old man.
It is about the size that can be held in one hand. You can vaguely see the white mist filling the ball, and the interlacing of light and shadow, which is quite mysterious.
"Yes, I will definitely bring it to you." 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 back and looked at Shuangmu City.
On the city wall, countless people from the Lin clan were stunned and shocked.