The fist print is still flying and roaring in the sky; Long cracks appear, as if carrying the power of heaven and earth; To erase all existence ahead.


    But Lin fan has turned around. After this blow, he knows that Wujue city is over. How can he be invincible?


    How confident and crazy is this?


    Before the attack was successful, Lin Fan turned and looked at the next target. It seemed that after he blew that punch, everything was doomed and there would be no accident.


    Everyone is looking at the fist print like a comet across the sky. It''s so strong. Wujue city really met its opponent.


    "Ah..."


    Wujuecheng''s eyes were red. Lin fanhao was arrogant. He just looked down on him like this. He just blew out three punches and thought he was sure to eat him. He thought he would lose. He turned around and six of them were the back of his head.


    But when Lin Fan''s last fist print roared and was about to fall on him, he roared. This fist gave him an extreme sense of danger. If he couldn''t resist this fist, maybe his end would be really ugly.


    "Burn my ancestral blood for the spirit of my ancestors!"


    "Jinwu is born!"


    Wujue City roared, and little Jinwu flew out of his body one after another, which was the mark left by his ancestor Ze by later generations.


    People in his line can ignite ancestral blood and call a trace of ancestral spirit to fight for future generations after encountering a crisis of life and death; Of course, the ancestral spirit summoned is restricted by the strength of the summoner, and the strength between the two will not be much different.


    People who know his pulse show awe in their eyes. This is the unique move of Wujue city. It is not a danger of life and death and will not be used. Every time people in his pulse use this move, it symbolizes invincibility and invincibility.


    Many people in the capital of China ridiculed that Lin Fan was indeed against the sky and was able to force such desperate moves as Wujue City, but that''s all. This move can sweep the same generation.


    "If this move is made, Lin will lose!"


    "Hehe, the immortal dares to force the little prince. Thanks to him, he thought he would win. He pointed to the next challenge."


    "The so-called ignorant are fearless, which is probably the case."


    Many people discussed that most of them were people who knew the legend of Wujue city. They smiled coldly at the corners of their mouths and held their hands to wait for the Jedi of Wujue city to kill.


    "A disgraceful thing!"


    Dugu Qi scolded angrily and took a step forward and said, "all Lin Fan''s actions have nothing to do with Yiyuan holy land. He won''t ask about his victory, defeat, life and death, or Yiyuan holy land."


    Another elder also snorted coldly and said, "Lin fan is arrogant. His victory or defeat is related to his personal honor or disgrace."


    Hearing the angry words of the two principal elders of Yiyuan holy land, many people burst out laughing. How much people complain about Lin fan?


    Even the people of the Holy Land don''t want to see him?


    Qingluan''s face was cold: "are the two elders joking? Lin Fan wants to save the face of the holy land. What do you mean by this speech?"


    Dugu Qi said coldly, "who let him do it? As I said, if he did it again, he would just lose face."


    Other disciples of Yiyuan Holy Land glared at Dugu Qi and others. When the holy land was insulted, Lin Fan stood up, not to mention that he was not defeated now, even if he was defeated, so what?


    But it''s hateful that these two old people should talk like this!


    Lin Fan smiled and didn''t care about these. He fought against Wujue City, just because the real goal of Wujue city was him. To defeat the world of mortals, he simply didn''t like this goods. What''s the relationship with the holy land?


    Why does he need the support of the holy land?


    It''s a long story. In fact, it was just a flash. When Wujue City burned ancestral blood and golden crows flew out of his body one after another, his face became as pale as paper.


    But he was laughing. With his pale face, he really seemed like a fierce Ghost: "Lin fan, if you can force me to use this move, even if you die, you will be proud!"


    Lin Fan gave him a cold look: "what does the dog bark at? A fist blows you away!"


    "Boom!"


    As if cooperating with his words, the fist seal suddenly flashed and thundered. It seemed that the fist seal contained infinite power of lightning and became the place of origin of thunder.


    As soon as the pupil of Wujue City shrinks, the hand will change quickly and roar, "Jinwu wall!"


    The innumerable little golden crows galloping out of his body suddenly turned back and connected end to end, as if they formed a golden wall that could stop all attacks and killings.


    On the Jinwu wall, the golden light is bright, and countless small Jinwu are circling and roaring.


    "Kill!"


    Lin Fan scolded angrily, and the fist seal suddenly burst. The power of infinite lightning was thin, like an incarnation of a thunder pool. Strands of thunder and lightning the size of a house went towards the Jinwu wall.


    "Bang!"


    Thunder shines in the world, and gold and black roar for nine days. One is an invincible spear and the other is a shield with nothing to break!


    The collision between the two is terrible and frightening. It''s like coming to prehistoric times. You can see lightning, Ruo long dragon and Jinwu, who can kill for nine days, devouring and fighting each other.


    Lin Fan frowns slightly. Wujuecheng''s move is really strong. If he hadn''t realized his skills in yaoshengu that day, it might be difficult to defeat wujuecheng with three fists.


    "Blocked!"


    "Hahaha... I knew that if the little prince made this move, who could defeat him at the same age?"


    "Hei hei, every golden ebony seems to contain life and vitality. Where can Lin Fan''s way of lightning break the golden ebony wall? Nonsense!"


    Most of the country''s capitals are loyal to the royal family of Jiuhuang country. Now they are shouting loudly when they see the unbreakable Jinwu wall of feijue city.


    Dugu Qi and others are full of gloom. They will lose face again!


    Wujuecheng smiled grimly: "Lin fan, you''ve lost! Three fists have passed!"


    Lin Fan glanced at him: "really?"


    Lin fan asked back and looked up at the sky where Jinwu wall was: "explosion!"


    The pupil of Wujue city contracted violently, because he found that with Lin Fan''s whisper, there were strands of thunder in front of the golden black wall!


    The power of thunder, when it first appeared, was very rare, but in the end, it was like a snowball, more and more, bigger and bigger! The last fist print, appears again!


    "Boom!"


    Everyone was temporarily deaf and blind. Just because the fist seal exploded, the thunder was too dazzling and the thunder was too loud.


    "Ah..."


    A scream came out of the gate of Wujue city. His whole body was twitching and trembling, his hair stood upright, and there was smoke rising in his mouth!


    That''s the symptom only after being hit by an electric current!


    "Bang!"


    A human pit as like as two peas on the ground, not far from the big hole that Qing Lin has smashed, and whether Freya Lim can arrange it, these two human shaped pits are even the same shape on the ground.


    Lin Fan blinked: "three fists, fortunately, I didn''t break my promise!"