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Chapter 2227 I am not interested in trading

"Whoosh!"

Yue Qingcang raised his head suddenly and followed the sound.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

Thousands of meters away, ripples appeared in the space, and then, a figure slowly emerged.

It's Lin Fan!

Lin Fan was unscathed.

"You...how is that possible!" Yue Qingcang's face suddenly changed drastically, and he cried out in horror.

How could Lin Fan be unscathed!

How can it be!!!

Lin Fan sneered and said, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Could it be that..." Yue Qingcang frowned for a moment, then thought of something, raised his hand and shouted angrily, "You coward, you don't dare to fight me head-on!"

Yue Qingcang's guess was correct. Just when Lin Fan was about to collide with him, he dodged into the void and avoided Yue Qingcang's punch.

The secret method of exploding blood and burning patterns is indeed powerful. With the blessing of the secret method, Yue Qingcang is enough to pose a considerable threat to Lin Fan.

In this case, only a fool would confront him head-on.

Lin Fan would not be so pedantic.

Temporarily avoid its sharp edge, and then kill it when it is weak!

This is the best policy.

"madness."

Lin Fan uttered two words coldly.

Then his body swayed and he rushed out, breaking through to Yue Qingcang in an instant.

With one punch, the majestic saint's power exploded, carrying endless wind and thunder, and blasted towards Yue Qingcang's abdomen.

"Bang!"

There was an explosion, and Yue Qingcang bent down suddenly, like a cooked prawn, his eyeballs almost bulged out, and his face swelled into the color of pig liver at this moment.

A cloud of blood mist exploded in Yue Qingcang's lower back, and the entire lower back became a bloody mess.

"Well……"

The muscles on Yue Qingcang's face were twisted, and his expression became extremely ferocious.

The mighty power of the saints around him was disintegrating crazily.

Lin Fan put his fist against Yue Qingcang's abdomen and slowly rotated half a circle. Then he burst out with energy and rushed forward with his right arm. Yue Qingcang immediately let out a muffled grunt and flew backwards in embarrassment.

The space behind him keeps collapsing.

soon.

Yue Qingcang smashed into a high mountain rock wall 10,000 meters away. With a roaring collapse sound, Yue Qingcang directly smashed the mountain, and his whole body was buried in a pile of rubble.

Huge cracks appeared in the entire mountain, as well as in the surrounding mountains, and were still spreading into the distance.

The ground trembled violently twice, and thick smoke billowed into the air.

Lin Fan stood proudly in the void, looking indifferently at the place where Yue Qingcang landed. He remained silent and only punched as fast as lightning.

One by one, the golden fist shadows shattered the space and roared towards the mountain that was crushed by Yue Qingcang.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Each time there was an earth-shattering noise.

Every time, the sky trembles and the earth shakes.

Lin Fan knew very well that Yue Qingcang was not dead yet, he was just injured.

In this case, it is natural to take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Looking from Zixuan's real person's perspective, one could only see Lin Fan's hands bringing up countless afterimages, and the golden fist shadows were shot out one after another, but the specific movements of Lin Fan's punches could not be clearly seen at all.

too fast.

too strong!

The sound of bombardment and the terrifying momentum that shook the sky and the earth made Master Zixuan's heart tremble continuously.

You must know that Lin Fancai is just a false saint of one calamity, but he actually pressed Yue Qingcang, a strong man of two calamities, to the ground and rubbed him. This was the first time Zixuan saw a battle in which one calamity fought against two calamities, and he still had the upper hand.

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The three ancestors, Jun Guangming, Tianyi Shen and Wenren Zizai, were also dumbfounded.

Originally they were desperate.

After breaking through the second calamity, the four ancestors were full of confidence and wanted to destroy the temple in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, they were beaten to the point of doubting their lives just as they arrived at the holy mountain.

Even Chen Ye didn't take action. It was just Yue Qingcang, Mo Zhan and Fang Xiao, and with the help of the power of the Trapped Dragon Locking Heaven Formation, they severely suppressed the four ancestors of the Second Tribulation.

At this time, the ancestors realized the gap between the two sides and fell into deep despair.

But at the critical moment, Lin Fan came to the rescue and instantly killed Fang Xiao and Mo Zhan as soon as he took action. Then he resisted Chen Ye's swords several times, and now he beat Yue Qingcang violently!

It rekindled the hopes of the four ancestors.

"Chen Ye, Chen Ye! It's all in vain that you tried so hard to deliberately lure little friend Lin Fan here. It seems that you just shot yourself in the foot!"

"That's right, hahaha!"

"Little friend Lin Fan, kill him! Kill these bastards in the temple!"

The three of them shouted wildly.

"Noisy."

Chen Ye uttered a few words coldly, raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, used the fingers as swords, and pointed one sword finger in the direction of the three of them.

"Whoosh!"

A slight sound broke through the air.

A pale sword light suddenly shot out and swallowed up the three ancestors in an instant.

The voices of the three people stopped suddenly, their faces turned red quickly, as if their throats were tightly strangled, and they could no longer say a word.

After restraining the three ancestors, Chen Ye looked towards Lin Fan again.

But looking at him, he didn't seem to be worried at all, and he had no intention of helping.

After Lin Fan fired hundreds of punches in succession, his palm gently touched the space.

A strong wind blew by, and the thick smoke and dust was blown away, revealing the devastated land.

The mountains collapsed and the earth was covered with dark cracks.

There is also a huge deep pit.

At the bottom of the pit, there was a figure lying with his eyes closed tightly and the corners of his mouth full of blood.

From time to time, purple arcs flashed across the body's surface, and occasionally there were two twitches.

It was Yue Qingcang.

Lin Fan looked at Yue Qingcang condescendingly, and disappeared in a flash. When he appeared again, he was already beside Yue Qingcang.

He gently raised his right hand and shook his palm towards Yue Qingcang.

Yue Qingcang's body suddenly trembled, as if an invisible big hand grabbed his waist and lifted him up.

Lin Fan held Yue Qingcang in one hand, stood up, flew to the sky, looked at Chen Ye, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and said in a thunderous voice: "Chen Ye, let go of the three ancestors.

!”

"Are you threatening me?" Chenye said calmly, facing Lin Fan sideways, holding the sword in his chest.

The words conveyed a kind of indifference.

Indifference to Yue Qingcang, indifference to Lin Fan, and even indifference to everything in the world.

Lin Fan frowned slightly and said: "It's not a threat, it can only be said to be a deal. Yue Qingcang, you won't lose in exchange for the three ancestors."

"I'm not interested in trading." Chenye said.

"Then I will kill this person!" Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, murderous intention filled the air, and a sea of ​​blood surged above his head. No one would doubt his murderous intention.

Chen Ye raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turned around slowly, and said, "I'm not interested in trading, but I'm more interested in you."

Lin Fan was suddenly startled and had a creepy feeling, as if he was being stared at by a bloodthirsty beast, and he felt like he had been seen through.

Although Chen Ye could not see and did not show any momentum, the pressure he brought to Lin Fan was far greater than that of Yue Qingcang.

Lin Fan instinctively heightened his vigilance.

This is definitely an opponent far more threatening than Yue Qingcang!

He is worthy of being a strong man who once tried to attack the Saint.

"Where is your sword?" Chenye said suddenly.

Hearing this, Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat.

As expected, Chen Ye set his sights on his sword.

It is very possible that he knows the evil power of the devil!

Chen Ye must never let Chen Ye see the devil's power again, otherwise once he recognizes it, even if Mo Yuan's existence will not be exposed, it will definitely bring greater trouble to Lin Fan, and even make him advance in advance.

Enter the sight of the Holy Lord of the Temple.

And this was definitely a disaster for Lin Fan.


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