Chapter 487: Mo Yao dies
"Ah......h
Mo Yao roared, like an ancient god roaring, Lin Fan let go of everything, just hidden in the void, and suddenly hit him with a dead hand, he was almost robbed!
But even if he relied on his profound cultivation to avoid a mortal blow, he was also seriously injured, his Heavenly Spirit Gai was almost pierced, and a large piece of his scalp was lifted away, and he could see the beating brain.
However, he finally got rid of Lin Fan's killing blow!
"Lin Fan, if you don't die today, I will cut myself off here!"
Mo Yao was angry, thinking that he was a dignified sword contender of the previous generation, cultivating in the Four Realms of Soul Refining, and he had suffered a loss in the hands of the same small character generation twice in a row, how could he not be annoyed!
"Good guts!"
At this time, everyone finally woke up from their horror, and they all roared towards Lin Fan, they all thought that Lin Fan was dead, but the result was that this Lin Fan was not dead at all, and almost killed an ally in front of their eyes, and this ally was still at the top level!
Many people's scalps were numb, their hearts trembled, their vests were sweating profusely, cold, and they thought again, if this blow was not against the top Mo Yao, but them, would they be able to avoid it?
As a result, no!
They will definitely die, they will be killed by a halberd, and their bodies will be shattered into blood and bone slag, and there will be no way to live!
"Kill him!"
"Destroy him!"
"Can't let him live, he must be allowed to die, otherwise he will be attacked and killed in the shadows, and few people will be able to stop him!"
They were frightened in their hearts, Lin Fan frightened their courage, but this also made their killing intent towards Lin Fan even stronger, and they didn't dare to let him live at all, otherwise let Lin Fan attack and kill one by one, how many people would survive in the end?
The big war is about to break out, and those who remain outside the valley are all strong, and every mortal is now all powerful!
At the critical moment, Jiuhuang and the Medicine God Valley came forward and resisted many strong people for Lin Fan, but now Lin Fan is not comfortable, he is resisting dozens of people with the strength of one person, fighting and fighting, and it didn't take long for countless blood marks to appear on his body.
"Get out of here! I'll kill him!"
Mo Yao's blood line kept flowing down from the scalp wound that was lifted off by Lin Fan's heavy halberd, and then flowed down his jaw, he was soaked in blood, like the first blood Shura, twisting a war knife in his hand, lining up everyone and forcing Lin Fan to kill.
He didn't allow anyone else to do it, and decided that he had to kill Lin Fan by himself, otherwise he wouldn't be ashamed.
The corners of the eyes of Qinglin and the others who were besieging Lin Fan were jumping, Mo Yao was too scary, like a devil, and his whole body was filled with a sense of urgency that no one should enter, they got out of the way, and by normal means, Mo Yao killed Lin Fan, there would be no accident.
Qinglin snorted coldly: "Hmph!
"Slash him one more time for me, don't let him die too easily!" Qinglin emphasized.
Mo Yao glanced at Qinglin coldly: "Okay!"
Lin Fan was covered in blood, his hair was stacked on a stack, and his battle robe was purple and brown, which was the appearance of the black robe after being soaked in blood, and he had almost died many times.
When Mo Yao arrived, the war knife in his hand flashed with a terrifying cold light, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, and he said coldly: "How do you want to die?"
Lin Fan didn't speak, but his blood-stained hand lifted the halberd and pointed at Mo Yao's eyebrows.
"Kill!"
Mo Yao rushed to kill, he jumped a hundred feet high, raised his sword too much, and slashed down at Lin Fan!
If the soul power is poured into the war knife, the soul power is roaring, and there is a demon shadow reflecting the back of his head, which is his embodied divine soul, roaring in the sky, as if swallowing the essence of the great sun, and then, this demon shadow is also poured into the war knife, and a sword that seems to be connected to the sky and the earth slashes down from the sky.
It's too scary, everyone evades and dodges, with a terrible shout, this Mo Yao, killing crazy, doesn't care about the lives of others at all, only thinks about killing Lin Fan.
"Lin Fan!"
Qingluan screamed miserably!
Can he block this attack?
Wu Chengcheng's face also changed drastically, Jiuhuang's soul refining powerhouse was entangled, and there was no one of the same level to take this knife for Lin Fan, what should I do?
The crowd that fled around looked at the incomparable sword in horror, is this the power of a completely angry soul refining powerhouse?
When the knife came out, the sky lost its color, as if all the Yuan Force and so on in the range of a few hundred meters around it were emptied and became part of the sword momentum, and the embodied divine soul communicated with the heaven and earth, making the knife stronger momentum.
"I don't think you're dead!"
Qinglin gritted his teeth and opened his mouth angrily, the stronger Lin Fan behaved, the more panicked he became, there would be no accident now, Mo Yao personally took action, unless someone at the same level, who could resist?
The others also smiled, but they were a little worried, this Mo Yao's knife was too strong, if he really killed this Lin Fan into powder, there would be no chance left.
"Boom!"
In the direction where Lin Fan stood, the earth collapsed, tens of thousands of catties of boulders were turned into powder by the huge shock wave, and the mountains and rocks fell down the valley in the distance, as for the direction they were standing in, some cultivators were directly hit by the shock wave and vomited blood, as if there was a twelve-magnitude earthquake, the earth was shaking, and the sky was trembling!
Finally, all the fluctuations calmed down, and only a few broken wisps of blood-stained clothes loomed between the earth and rocks.
"Lin Fan. Qingluan's face turned pale, and there was no brightness in his eyes, and he was dead.
Mo Yao slowly descended from the sky, with a look of arrogance in his eyes, this is his power and strength, this knife is his pinnacle blow!
"It's a pity for those chances!"
"Hey, it's really a blow to the dust. ”
Many people are sorry that they are shaking their heads, of course, not for Lin Fan, but for the opportunities he brings!
"Whew!"
Just when everyone's minds were relaxed, Mo Yao was still slowly descending on the way, a ray of golden light appeared from the emptiness of his back heart, at first it was just a wisp, like a candle flame in the dark night, but only for a moment, it was bursting out of fireworks, as if only in an instant, it became a big day in the sky!
Then, everyone saw it, it was the brilliance blooming on the tip of a heavy halberd, with a silver-white dragon halberd rod and a golden lightning as the tip of the halberd, silent, like a god of death walking in the dark night, harvesting the lives of all beings in ignorance and unawareness.
Qinglin's pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and shouted, "Senior Brother Mo Yao, be careful!"
Mo Yao reacted suddenly, and there was a murderous machine staring at him like a poisonous snake, he reflexively, and the power of his divine soul turned into a shape, like a protective cover surrounding his body layer by layer, and the soul power swarmed and the dark soul power condensed into a battle armor.
"Die!"
Lin Fan's figure was revealed, his eyes were sharp, and he was murderous!
Mo Yao didn't have time to react, he could only watch as the tip of the halberd condensed every day killed the back of his heart, but he was not afraid, what kind of cultivation was he?
Soul refining four realms!
With the heavy protection laid by himself, Lin Fan was able to break his own defense?
Pipe dream!
There was ridicule and mockery in his eyes, as if he was laughing at Lin Fan's indiscretion.
"The ants are also delusional about overthrowing the dragon?" he spoke, and raised his palm, a handprint that was about a hundred feet old collapsed the void, and roared towards Lin Fan.
'Click', 'Click'
A continuous crisp sound came out, and in Mo Yao's unbelievable horror, the tip of the halberd first pierced through his soul defense, and finally the light burst into flames, piercing his soul shield, and then, he felt a cold and sharp tingling sensation in his chest!
There was a scream, and everyone was so frightened that they almost lost their souls!
Mo Yao was robbed, but he roared angrily: "I am the Soul Refining Realm, you can't kill me!"
Lin Fan had a mockery in his eyes: "Really?"
Streams of divine soul power poured into Mo Yao's divine soul from Lin Fan's sea of divine souls along the halberd, and every wisp of divine soul power contained a wisp of golden lightning, which was the essence of the lightning martial soul!
Bang bang bang!
It was as if someone was setting off firecrackers in Mo Yao's head, and the holes in his whole body were exploding, and blood was splashing: "I am in the Soul Refining Realm...... How can you kill me?"
"Roar!" Lin Fan roared wildly, his arms exerted force, and Mo Yao was thrown into the air, his arm shook, and Mo Yao, who had been famous all over the world for many years, was shattered into pieces!
Mo Yao, dead!AQ