Lin Fan's hair was crystal clear, like a golden god gold, and his whole body was glowing with golden light, like a golden-bodied Arhat who had cultivated to fruition, and every strand of hair was glowing, like a furnace.

His fist print pierced through Hanyu's chest, and the hand that pierced through his ribs held a red heart, which belonged to Hanyu.

"How...... "Hanyu lowered his head and looked at the arm that ran through his chest in disbelief, with extreme remorse in his eyes.

"I'm just doing what you say, just punching me. Lin Fan was extremely cold and hard, and his breath was fierce and compelling.

Hanyu laughed hoho, and blood bubbles kept coming out of his mouth, this sentence is so ironic.

Indeed, Lin Fan just followed his words and killed with one punch.

But it was this punch that blew his soul away and his body shattered.

"I'm not willing to ...... If it were me and ......"

The cold rain roared, but before he finished speaking, Lin Fan was not in the mood to listen, the golden light flickered, and with a bang, Lin Fan raised his arms and killed him into a blood mist, and there was not the slightest blood or bone left.

"Kill!"

Hanshan rushed in, his eyes were bursting red, and one hundred and eight black rays of light were bright and dazzling, like magic light, surrounding him in circles.

"Boom!"

Lin Fan twisted his body and bombarded and killed, and his fist prints were like the golden swaying of the Divine Mountain, so he slaughtered and killed the fist seal offensive of the Cold Mountain.

"Die!"

Hanshan roared angrily, one blow did not make a contribution, he stepped forward with his left step, and continued to bombard with his right fist.

The one hundred and eight demon rings made a roaring sound, converging on his right fist, like the right arm of the demon god, too thick, with a black demon dragon arching to defend his peerless fist marks, to kill Lin Fan's soul.

"Fight!"

Lin Fan's battle intent soared by three thousand feet, and he swung his fist, and the golden light rushed like a long river, shattering the void and wiping away the years.

"Bang bang bang!"

The big explosion continued, the immortal qi surging and surging like a divine dragon dancing, in the space where the two of them fought, the black Canglong Gongwei fist seal demonic qi was like nine shadows, and the golden light was as bright as the sun, and the two were violently tilted, and they wanted to wear each other down.

Everyone's faces changed dramatically.

How strong is this cold mountain body, it can't be kicked at all, like a demon god, it seems to be able to suppress the eons, but this Lin Fan can actually fight with him without being defeated, it is too scary, shocking the eyeballs.

"Why is it so strong!" The soul refining powerhouse of the Medicine God Valley gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, it seemed that it was impossible to want Lin Fan to die here.

"Made!" The soul refining powerhouse of the Spirit Pattern Holy Land also scolded angrily, he saw Li Qingxuan's beautiful eyes burning, with a smile and love, staring at Lin Fan, as if he saw the idol in his heart, which made him very angry, and he couldn't wait to kill him directly and fight with Lin Fan for thousands of moves.

Of course, the result is that he doesn't dare, this Lin Fan is really too strong, rushing to kill, he will definitely be miserable, you know, in terms of physical strength alone, he can't compare to Hanshan.

"I don't believe it, I still can't kill you here!"

Who is he?

One of the few people who set foot on that road in the Flood Desolate Holy Land, the strength of his physical body should be the best among his current generation, but now that he is under the repeated killings, he can't take down Lin Fan, who is not a man in the flesh, which makes him embarrassed and angry.

Lin Fan, why is he so strong in cultivation and in the flesh, and he is almost the same generation as the real invincible nations, so he is unwilling, if he can't kill Lin Fan here, in this life, he will eventually live in the shadow of Lin Fan, and he will never be able to cross it again.

"Compared to the power of the body, I, Lin Fan, am not afraid of anyone, I can suppress everyone of the same generation, and I should kill your soul today!"

Lin Fan also roared, this cold mountain is really too strong, at least among the generations he has met over the years, the physical body can really be called a hero, but so what?

His body has been tempered in thousands of ways, and there is an inherent order and rules, which can be used to kill the Quartet.

"Is it so arrogant and arrogant? Can you suppress everyone of your generation? I'll kill you today!" Hanshan was furious, was this to underestimate him?

He opened his mouth gloomily, and stepped in front of Lin Fan in one step, with a black palm print in his hand, like a mountain, which was the evolution of the power of the flesh, without the slightest soul power inside, covering the sky and the sun, pressing towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't have the slightest fear, on the contrary, there was a hint of ridicule in the corners of his eyes, the application of the power of the flesh, was he afraid of this cold mountain?

You must know that all the incomplete martial arts of the Waste Technique Pavilion are hidden in his soul, and there are countless physical martial arts that he has browsed, and he calmly made his move, holding his hands in his arms, as if embracing the sky.

"Buzz!"

The golden light rose like a glow, this is the seal of the mountain, which was interpreted by him with the power of his body.

The void trembled, and a golden mountain appeared, like a sacred mountain inhabited by gods in ancient times, crushing the void and shaking the place.

This is the application of the power of the flesh, incomparably strong and domineering, like the sky suppressing down, slamming into the palm prints of the cold mountain as black as a dark cloud.

Han Shan sneered, he specialized in refining his physical body, and walked on the road that the Flood Desolate Holy Land was only on the legendary one, and his palm print was slapped out with the means of the supreme thing in his Holy Land, and it was so easy to fight against Lin Fan.

But soon, he felt that something was wrong, and the black palm prints he slapped out seemed to be targeted, like a young demon meeting a god, and the palm prints were about to crack.

Sure enough, in the next moment, there was an endless click, and his pitch-black palm print was shattered by the golden Shenyue.

"Dang!"

The black palm prints were shattered, but the golden mountain was still pressing down, hitting the jade steps, everyone was unsteady on their feet, their bodies were shaking, some people were exclaiming, and some people were roaring bitterly.

Because Lin Fan's blow seemed to alarm the gods sleeping in the coffin, the kind of coercion that forced the soul rose again, and many people fell to their knees again.

"Is this alarming the gods?"

"Fighting on the jade steps has angered the sleeping gods, and now they will send down a repunge, and will punish us all?"

Everyone was trembling and talking, and their hearts were worried.

Lin Fan's expression also changed, at this moment he had an intuition of kneeling on the ground and going to an unknown existence to ask for sin, as if if he didn't kneel on the ground to ask for sin, he would be robbed.

Han Shan sneered, he also had this feeling, but the one hundred and eight magic rings outside his body surrounded him, isolating most of the coercion, so that although his activities were restricted, he could still fight and fight.

He looked at Lin Fan who looked like he had been suppressed with fierce eyes, was this helping him even for days? How could this Lin Fan not die?

"Boom!"

He continued to rush and kill, because of the power of the flesh, the one hundred and eight magic rings derived from the human body, evolved into one hundred and eight ghost dragons, and the ghostly spirit bombarded towards Lin Fan, the demon dragon roared, spitting black dragon breath in his mouth, and his wings were black, hideous and terrifying.

"Buzz!"

The thousands of glows behind Lin Fan's head were like Buddha light, and now they exploded, and countless golden dragons killed from behind him, the golden dragon scales were shining, and the golden giant claws reflected the golden light.

"Whew......"

This is an alternative Armageddon, everything here is distorted, even the jade steps seem to be shattering, of course, the kind of coercion that seems to be able to collapse the eternal blue sky is even stronger.

"Lin Fan, stop, are you trying to kill all of us?"

"Lin Fan, are you committing public anger, and you want to put us all to death because of your own selfishness?"

The soul refining powerhouses of the Spirit Pattern Holy Land and the Medicine God Valley roared, accusing Lin Fan. AQ