The Holy Son of the West Spirit also looked around with a strange face, and he also saw the strange and playful eyes of the people around him.

However, in his opinion, most of these eyes are jokes about the future of the future, just a boy, knowing that there is the Virgin of the West Spirit here, he still dares to be presumptuous in front of his own people, he really doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.

"Boy, I advise you to obediently tie your hands and arrest it, so that you can avoid some flesh and skin pain!"

The Holy Son of Xiling touched the scar on his face, and said slowly in a hideous voice.

Jing Fan's eyes froze, and he suddenly took a step forward, and in his body, a surging wind quickly swept and impacted, and the bluestone slab on the ground was also quickly shattered under the impact of this surging energy.

The Holy Son of the West Spirit was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously took a step back, looking at the marks that had been impacted on the ground with a shocked expression.

After all, the last time he fought Jing Fan, the latter's strength was the realm of the Emperor of the Five Elements, and now, he finally succeeded in reaching the realm of the King of the Six Realms, but now it seems that the latter is even more terrifying than himself.

Jing Fan didn't give the Xiling Holy Son more time to think about it, his palm slammed down, and a surging energy energy energy quickly impacted, and the entire space also slammed up at once.

The compressed energy energy quickly formed a huge cannonball, which rushed out with an extremely fast force.

"Bang!"

The Western Spirit Holy Son looked frightened, he didn't dare to fight against it at all, he turned around and fled, and in that space, the surging energy and vitality wind swept away, and the entire space also shook violently.

With a dull explosion sound, the surging energy exploded violently, and the Western Spirit Holy Son was originally hiding behind a disciple of the Western Spirit Holy Land at once, and at the moment when the surging energy impacted, countless surging energies surged, and the bodies of the two of them were also quickly upside down by the impact, falling heavily to the ground.

The Holy Son of Xiling looked frightened, and while quickly trying to get up on the ground, he shouted loudly: "Boy, are you really not afraid of death? Our Lady of Xiling is here, if you dare to mess around, you will definitely not be able to survive, you can't die, you ......"

"Ah......h

The Holy Son of Xiling originally wanted to continue to threaten Jing Fan, but before he could finish his sentence, Jing Fan's figure quickly disappeared from the spot, and he suddenly came to the front of the Holy Son of Xiling, and the soles of his feet fell without hesitation, and he stepped on the back of the Holy Son's hand at once.

"Click!"

A clear sound of bone cracking came, accompanied by the screams and roars of the Holy Son of the West Spirit.

Jing Fan's face was calm, and there was no trace of essence in the depths of his eyes, but he said in a faint voice: "I'm afraid, it's you who regret it today!"

As he spoke, his feet were also rapidly exerting force, and the whole face of the Holy Son of the West Spirit became distorted, and his mouth wailed loudly.

"Boy, are you really not afraid of death......?

The Son of the West Spirit was still stiff-mouthed, and he could never believe the scene that came to his mind, because in his opinion, it was impossible, completely impossible, and there was no possibility at all.

However, before the Xiling Holy Son finished speaking, Jing Fan kicked out violently, slamming into his body, and the surging energy exploded instantly, and the whole person of the Xiling Holy Son was stunned at once, spitting blood from his mouth.

Those other people from the Western Spirit Holy Land were also quickly surrounding each other at this moment, and the surging energy slammed up, as if they were about to make a move on Jing Fan.

At this time, Sima Changfeng also strode forward, and in his body, a surging energy quickly swept away, and the entire space was twisted, and on the ground, the fine lines like spider webs quickly spread in all directions, and the space became agitated.

"You are really not afraid of death, if you have the ability, take a step forward and try!"

The sound of cold drinking came, and the disciples of the Xiling Holy Land were all stunned, and immediately they didn't dare to move anymore, they all looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward, after all, the gun shot the first bird, and whoever dared to be the first to come out would die.

Seeing that Sima Changfeng's momentum shocked everyone at once, Jing Fan's face was also much calmer, he paused, then his eyes swept over, and he said in a faint voice: "The account of Xilin Holy Land, I will slowly settle it with you, but since you are so eager to send it to the door, I don't mind in advance!"

As soon as the words fell, Jing Fan's palm slammed into the ground, and the surging energy surged, and the body of the Xiling Holy Son, who was already dying, was suddenly impacted, and flew out quickly, and the blood in his mouth also spurted out at once.

However, fortunately, among the remaining disciples of the West Spirit Holy Land, there was a middle-aged man with quite strong strength, who quickly rushed over, and immediately caught the West Spirit Holy Son, and quickly retreated to the side.

At this moment, the Holy Son of Xiling was embarrassed, his whole person was not good, his hair was scattered, and the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth looked extremely hideous. Moreover, his clothes were also in tatters, like an old beggar.

"Boy, since you have to find our Xiling Holy Land, we won't be afraid of your ......" The Xiling Holy Son could barely stand with the support of others, and he said loudly while motioning to a disciple beside him to move the rescuers.

After all, in his opinion, Our Lady of Xiling is still in this unknown small city, as long as Our Lady of Xiling comes, it will be this kid in front of him who will kneel and beg for mercy at that time.

The kid from the Holy Land of the West Spirit was also quite clever, and after receiving the instructions of the Holy Son, his eyes suddenly rolled, and he turned around and quietly slipped away from the crowd.

Seeing that Jing Fan didn't stop him from moving the rescuers, the Holy Son of Xiling suddenly squeezed out a trace of embarrassment on his face, and said in a strange voice: "Boy, you are really calm, don't kneel in front of me and cry for a while, ...... for a while."

At this moment, in the crowd, a crisp children's voice slowly came.

"Hey, what's going on in the Xiling Holy Land today? Just now, a Holy Mother has been beaten away, and now a Holy Son has suddenly appeared to send him to death, are the people in the Xiling Holy Land a bunch of brain-dead?"

Although the voice sounded soft, it was tantamount to a thunderclap at this moment.

Everyone was stunned all of a sudden, even, even Jing Fan was stunned, he turned his head to look over, at this moment, outside the crowd of people, a kid with a red belly pocket was looking at this side with a serious face.

Behind the little boy, a woman was holding him in her arms with a nervous face, after all, for ordinary people like them, a cultivator like Jing Fan can be described as a deep existence, if they really want to do something to their mother and son, no one can stop them at all.

And as the little boy's voice came, the Holy Son of Xiling, who originally wanted to continue to threaten Jing Fan with words, was also stunned all of a sudden, his words stopped abruptly, and his whole face became ugly, as if he had eaten a green-headed fly.

Not only him, but also the other disciples of the Western Spirit Holy Land were stunned for a moment, and they didn't react for a long time.

"What the hell is going on with this Nima? Is this news true? Isn't this kid in front of him the strength of a Seven Star Sect Triple Heaven? How can he beat the Holy Mother?"

A series of questions kept popping up, and they all froze in place one by one, their faces full of astonishment.

"Boy, what did you say?"

Finally, the Holy Son of the West Spirit reacted at once, and he was originally dying because of his injuries, but at this moment, he didn't know why the power quickly erupted, and he roared loudly.

At the same time, an extremely turbulent energy change quickly swept through the space, and rushed fiercely towards the child who had spoken before.

The woman's face turned white with fright, and she had forgotten what to do, but held her child firmly, crouching in place, her body trembling.

In fact, no matter what, even if she wanted to dodge, just because she was an ordinary person, there was no way to avoid the attack of the Holy Son of Xiling, and the final result was always the same.

Jing Fan turned his head to look, his gaze fell on the kid in the woman's arms, at this moment, in the face of the attack of the Holy Son of Xiling, the kid wearing a red belly pocket only had a look of curiosity on his face, and there was no fear at all.

The surging energy was fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost in front of the kid.

However, when he saw that the surging energy was about to impact in front of the mother and son, Jing Fan also burst out violently, his body swept by, and quickly shattered the complete impact of the energy.

And the mother and son were also safe and sound, and there was a false alarm.

"Look for death!"

At this moment, the Holy Son of the West Spirit looked like a madman, and quickly rushed towards this side, the surging and agitating energy rumbled, and the entire space became extremely distorted.

Jing Fan's face was calm, and just when the Western Spirit Holy Son was quickly approaching, he didn't hesitate to kick out fiercely, and instantly flew out of the West Spirit Holy Son, and at this moment, there was also a dull explosion sound in his abdomen, and the whole person was completely wasted.

Even in the future, he can only become a waste forever, and his qi sea is completely useless.

Jing Fan sighed slowly, and the remaining disciples of the West Spirit Holy Land also rushed up quickly with surprised faces at this moment, and lifted the West Spirit Holy Son, who did not know life and death, and left this place quickly, not daring to stay for a long time.

At this moment, there is only one thought in their hearts, that is, this kid is too terrifying, with the strength of the Seven Star Sect, he can monopolize the Holy Mother of Xiling, is this still a human?

It's crazy......

After watching the people in the Xiling Holy Land leave, Jing Fan was also relieved, the battle just now, even with his father's help, he seemed a little powerless, after all, that kind of consumption was not something that his strength could easily bear.

"Big brother, you're so powerful......"

The crisp children's voice came, Jing Fan was stunned, and looked down, the little boy before was looking up at himself with his face up, looking at him with a look of adoration.