On the dark sword, the breath of death seems to corrode everything between heaven and earth, including the spirit and Yuan Li.
It cuts through the space and nothingness, like the sickle of death. It cuts down at the king of wings. It''s too fierce and fierce for Lin fan to pick his eyebrows.
"I repeat, I didn''t."
The attack and kill are coming, and the wing king is still roaring. He blows up to break the sword.
"I don''t have your ancestors! Do you still want to cheat your father? Die for me!"
The killer ignored it at all and couldn''t listen to it. His mind was dazed by the killing machine. He didn''t think about anything. He wanted to kill the wing king.
Moreover, at this time, more than ten strong men of Ning yuan and Liu Zhong rushed to kill them, one by one, dead and dripping blood in their eyes.
Those victims, including their disciples and their descendants, were killed by the wing King pit they believed so much.
What an injustice!
Those people, one by one, are the core killers. They are the capital of Lao Lin to dominate the world. They died like this!
"Kill!"
One by one, they yelled like crazy demons. There was nothing in their eyes except the wing king.
The winged king wanted to point out the sky and scold the earth. He wanted to say that he was too sad.
Everything was covered up very realistically. In order to play, he didn''t hesitate to be cut off a few swords. Now he is still brushing his blood and burning pain.
How did Lin Fan see through his unparalleled plan?
It''s too late now.
I can''t explain it at all.
Lin fan is laughing and wants to Yin him?
Is it possible?
He kept a close eye on the winged king all the time. He was afraid that he would be a moth. Sure enough, if he hadn''t been careful enough and had the help of the Taoist body and the lightning spirit, it would be dangerous even if he didn''t get caught. Under the sudden attack, even if he was the killer, he wouldn''t be able to be damaged.
In such a battlefield of chaos and constant fighting, after being injured, it is very dangerous, and there is a danger of life and death at any time.
In the wing King''s talisman ring, Biao shot a white sword!
This Sabre is very strange. The handle is similar to a man''s neck. If you look closely at the handle, it is a head reduced countless times. The body of the sabre is like a man''s body.
As soon as it appeared, there was a shrill cry of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and there was death around it. The death was too strong.
"Old bastard, how dare you use the sword I gave you to deal with people who don''t know me! You can''t die!" after seeing the sword, the killer seemed to be stimulated, his eyes were dripping blood and tears, and his whole body was shaking like water waves, splitting the surrounding space.
"Cut!"
Wing Wang doesn''t want to talk, but his face is blue. Since he can''t explain clearly, he has to kill everyone in Laolin. Otherwise, he must be miserable for the rest of his life. He has to be remembered by countless killers and always wants to take off his head!
When the knife is out, a monster like a unicorn roars and kills the killer.
Lin Fan didn''t mean to fight at all, just because the killers didn''t care about them at all, as if they didn''t exist in his eyes, only the winged king.
"You are free, let''s have a rest." Lin Fan smiled like a harmless teenager.
"Kill..."
"Kill..."
"Kill this perfidious bastard who betrayed his allies!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Burn my real blood and my martial soul in exchange for stronger power, just to kill the old dog of the wing king."
"Kill..."
……
Countless shouts of killing sounded from the vast area below. Then, swords appeared in the void, like meteors falling from the sky, and finally pushed forward into the wing king who was fighting with killers and others.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
It''s like a meteorite exploding. The king of wings is furious, and his hair is flying up and killing to the fury!
It''s unreasonable!
Do you really think he is a soft persimmon?
"Boom!"
All his accomplishments burst out suddenly, and the breath of soul refining was faint!
Lin Fan''s face changed slightly. The old dog was already a strong man in that realm. Sure enough, it was hidden deep enough!
If it weren''t for the deterrence of snow beauty, maybe everything wouldn''t be so easy?
"The king of wings is mighty! We''re just tired of fighting, so we''ll see you show your power here." Lin Fan''s eyes are cold, and his voice is like a sullen thunder rolling. Many heads have been knocked out of the head mountain in the distance, and the skulls close to him are all turned into powder.
"Ha ha... The king of wings is so fierce and powerful that he deserves to be the strongest king in summer. As soon as the so-called experts make a move, they will know whether there is one. We admire the repair of the king of wings!" Li Guang also shouted.
"Yes, just kill it like this. Kill the killer''s head with a knife. I will certainly publicize it for you." Chen Xuandong is also clapping his hands.
Wing Wang''s eyes were cold and his hand was merciless. His remaining light was scanning Lin fan, who was laughing happily, and his heart was cold!
Such a shame!
Such hatred!
He wrote it down. There''s always a time for revenge!
I hate it in my heart. These were originally the great help for me to dominate the world. I was cut by myself one by one.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Countless killers swarmed in, and then regarded themselves as a hammer hitting the sky, and regarded themselves as a fleeting meteorite. Not for anything else, they just wanted to fill it with their own life, so that even a trace of injury or even a drop of blood would be worth it!
God knows, since he cooperated with the winged king, he doesn''t know what price Lao Lin paid.
In just half a year, bu Laolin paid tens of thousands of top killers, and there are countless medium or lower killers.
Even many powerful and old killers have died. I don''t know how many.
How many killers are fighting for the big cake painted by the wing king.
But now, a broken dream, it turned out that what the wing king did was to kill his old forest!
How not to be angry?
How not crazy?
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Endless explosions sounded. Every explosion declared the death of a killer!
"Ah..."
Wing king was finally injured. He was blackened by the huge explosion shock wave, countless cracks appeared, and blood splashed a few feet away.
Even if he was a strong player in soul refining realm, he was still injured under such jade like tactics.
"Cut!"
The killer was shouting. His face was covered with tears. The younger generation died in front of him just to hurt the wing king. Now, they died well and finally hurt the wing king. It''s their turn to sacrifice their lives.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
There was another explosion. The explosion was stronger. The garrison city above collapsed. The majestic and huge garrison city disappeared and became dust.
"Ah... Lin Fan... Do you really want to see me die?"
Wing King finally asked for help. Relying on his cultivation, he escaped from the explosion circle, but his palm was broken, his wrist was broken, one eye was blind, and his black hair disappeared. The gorgeous King''s robe was like that worn by a beggar and could not see the original color.
How miserable!