"Catch a turtle in a jar." Kuang haikuo laughed.
Lin Fan seeks his own death. If Lin Fan wants to escape, even he can''t say he can stay. Unless the Emperor himself makes a move, who can hinder his escape.
However, Lin Fan couldn''t lose his face. He dared to dream of breaking through the slaughtering army with his own strength.
You know, this God slaughtering army is an invincible army that is only slightly worse than the God of heaven army and the demon God army.
In the 100 years since the establishment of the Tu Shen army, has no one really found the only way to break the array?
Of course, it''s impossible, but because no one has broken it in the past 100 years. Those who dare to have Lin Fan''s general ideas are dead.
Lin fan at this time, naturally, can not be excluded.
"Bring the wine."
Kuang haikuo laughed. He shouted, took the glass, got up and raised his glass to the trapped Lin Fan: "Lin fan, walk slowly, and the governor will not send it far away."
At this time, Kuang haikuo claimed to be the governor!
Lin Fan''s eyes swept across the broad sea above the city. When he looked back, the look in his eyes had become indifferent!
"Kill!"
Lin Fan roared, and thousands of magic soldiers came out of the golden ring. Each handle is a tangible embodiment of his principles, and it is the first time he made full efforts after he became a great saint.
Poop poop.
Clusters of blood splashed, and soldiers couldn''t even share their vitality with each other. Those regular magic soldiers had the power of cause and effect, cut off their cause and effect, and soldiers died one by one.
"War spirit - butcher God!"
The saint roared!
He saw Lin Fanyong go forward, and the soldiers were harvested like chopping melons and vegetables.
"Click, click."
Lin Fan suddenly found that there were black chains in the hearts of these soldiers, which were connected in series.
A sense of impending disaster suddenly appeared in his spirit.
"Assimilation!"
Lin Fan roared. The originally thin milky white halo was suddenly thousands of feet thick. Lin Fan was like a light ball, and the golden clock flew up and protected him.
The true God of war stepped over, and unexpectedly came to Lin Fan''s head, and pressed it down with a palm.
Lin Fan felt like a whole blue sky collapsed to him, trying to break him into chaos.
Click, click.
The halo made an overburdened click, and then there were black cracks on the milky white aperture. When it reached a limit, it burst with a snap.
Dong.
The golden bell is broken.
Lin Fan coughed up blood and fell ten feet by this palm. Every bone joint made a sour sound.
At this time, Lin Fan raised the heavy halberd with both arms, and his body was bent into a bow step by this palm. The Baizhang magic palm of the war spirit was pressed on the heavy halberd.
"Anger!" the sage roared. With the naked eye, dark silk threads rose from the celestial cover of these soldiers and soldiers and gathered into the true God of war.
The true God of war sent out a silent roar and ripples.
Lin Fan''s body fell again and crashed. He was pressed down from the sky. A high mountain couldn''t bear such terrible strength and collapsed directly.
"Lin fan, die for me!" the saint roared. Lin Fan felt that with the saint roaring, the pressing palm was even more terrible.
"Lin long!"
Lin Fan roared up to the sky!
"Shua."
A figure came out of his body, just like him. Under the shock of everyone, the figure coming out of Lin Fan''s body was just a disillusionment. He came to the true God of war and killed him with his fist.
The dragon fist is fierce and fierce, and the war spirit is really black and burning.
"Get out!"
Lin Fan broke free from the devil''s palm and broke out. He jumped thousands of feet and killed the real God of war with a heavy halberd. With a bang, the real God of war collapsed.
"How possible!"
Kuang haikuo roared: "Damn it! This must not be an imaginary body, but a real flesh body; it''s not weak at all. Lin fan is the slightest! What''s this method!"
A saint beside him looked frightened and said, "the emperor level secret skill of the Golden Dragon Emperor - hidden killing."
Lin long succeeded in the attack. Lin Fan killed the real God of war. They stood side by side in the military array, looked at each other and only smiled.
"Good brother, fight side by side again." Lin Fan smiled.
Lin longan also showed a warm color: "I thought you wouldn''t call me."
Lin Fan laughed, but the smile didn''t last long, so he came coldly: "these 30000 legions have embarrassed me for a long time."
Lin Long''s eyes narrowed: "then kill a clean one!"
Lin Fan flies into the sky, a dragon roars, and the five clawed dragon appears. Lin Fan rushes to kill the dragon.
The appearance of Lin long was so sudden that no one could expect that the attack and killing were successful, the war spirit was really defeated, the three saints vomited blood and looked like gold paper, and the 30000 slaughtering divine army immediately lost 8000 ashes.
Worthy of the saints, even if the three saints were seriously hurt, they still reconstituted the seal method at the first time and wanted to change out the true God of war.
But where did Lin Fan give him this opportunity?
When the dragon''s tail was swept away, I didn''t know how many soldiers were killed. Lin Fan swept the heavy halberd in his hand, and the three saints flew up, kicking each one to pieces.
"The war spirit is broken. You are as weak as a pig and dog!"
Lin Fan smiled grimly; Without any pity, there was a massacre on one side.
"Lin fan!"
With a roar, Kuang haikuo cut out the Yanyue knife in his hand. The hundred Zhang knife was like a peerless drill across the world, and instantly killed Lin Fan''s head.
A Yu fist smashed the Dao Mang, and only the scattered Dao mang pierced the space, and the silver flow ran around.
Kuang haikuo came. He was murderous and stared at Lin Fan darkly.
"Brother, I''ll give you the 30000 butcher gods'' remnant army. I want their heads." Lin Fan smiled and opened his mouth.
The huge dragon head looked at Lin fan, rushed by, turned into hundreds of thousands, and ran over the Tu Shenjun who had lost their armor.
"Tut Tut, how dare you fight alone with the governor?" Kuang haikuo smiled grimly.
Lin Fan glanced at him and dragged the heavy halberd: "it''s not war, it''s killing."
"Hahaha..." Kuang haikuo seemed to hear the funniest joke and shouted, "is it the courage to kill the black heart hand? Do you know that if the governor wants to kill him, ten knives is enough."
Lin Fan smiled: "how many knives do you think it takes to cut me?"
Kuang haikuo proudly said, "within a hundred knives."
Lin Fan nodded, but his momentum became stronger and stronger. The Qi machine belonging to the great sage overflowed continuously, looking at the open sea with a smile: "now? How many knives do I need to cut me?"
The wide pupil of the sea expanded suddenly at first, then shrunk to the size of the eye of a needle, and roared sadly, "how can it be?"
"Keng!"
When the heavy halberd was cut off, Kuang haikuo''s head flew up. Lin Fan twisted it in his hand, pressed Kuang haikuo''s spirit with Leichi Town, and said with a smile: "look, I''ll cut you with only one halberd."