Hearing Jue Wushen's words, Lin Fan had not yet answered, but the remaining martial arts people in the Central Plains couldn't help but become worried.
If Lin Fan really agreed to Jue Wushen, then what value would these people have?
I am afraid that I will be killed without mercy by Jue Wushen!
By then, I am afraid that the entire Central Plains martial arts world will fall into the hands of Jue Wushen.
Just when everyone looked worried and stared at Lin Fan, fearing that he would agree to Jue Wushen.
Lin Fan smiled faintly, then raised his head, looked at Jue Wushen not far away, moved his lips lightly, and uttered two words.
"Silly! Stupid!"
Although no god knows the meaning of these two words.
But if you think about the word that combines two derogatory words with your toes, you can tell that it doesn't mean anything good.
Jue Wushen's face suddenly turned cold, and he roared angrily: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink, then you can die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly punched forward with both fists, performing the second killing punch.
"Second style, kill the god!"
Killing fist, Buddha blocks to kill Buddha, God blocks to kill God!
This killing move was used by the God of Death, and suddenly, a violent strong wind filled the surrounding area.
Countless people were blinded by the strong wind.
Jue Wushen's two iron fists erupted with a ball of golden fist light, attacking Lin Fan instantly.
The fist wind was so fierce that it seemed to tear apart the space.
Not to mention Lin Fan, even the martial arts people from the Central Plains who were very far away could feel this bone-chilling murderous intent.
However.
Lin Fan faced this fist, but his expression did not change at all.
Everyone saw that Lin Fan was still standing where he was, but his whole body had turned black, as if he had been watered by black iron.
This appearance is exactly the same as Jue Wushen wearing black armor!
Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan punched the fist directly!
boom! ! !
The next moment, a powerful burst of air burst out, blowing the surrounding Wushen Juegong disciples and the Central Plains martial arts people to stagger.
However, what is surprising is that Jue Wushen's fist, which seemed to be extremely powerful and unmatched, was actually shattered into pieces by Lin Fan with a casual punch!
What?
Jue Wushen's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Lin Fan with a solemn expression!
Lin Fan's magical body-refining skills were no less impressive than his immortal golden body!
You must know that the reason why he was able to sweep through the Central Plains martial arts in a short period of time, and even become the supreme martial arts king.
What he relies on is his immortal golden body that is almost indestructible.
In the current martial arts world, the only ones who can break his golden body are Wuming, Wuming, and the Demon Sword's No. 1 Evil Emperor.
It's a pity that the Evil Emperor has long since retired to seclusion and does not care about worldly affairs.
Wulin Shinhwa Wuming was even framed and is now being imprisoned in Juewu Palace.
Unexpectedly, in the martial arts world, there was someone who could compare to his immortal golden body at the level of body refining. How could Jue Wushen not be surprised by this?
next moment.
Jue Wushen strikes again!
In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth changed color, and a huge fist shadow condensed by the fist light appeared in the sky above Jue Wushen's head.
"The third form of the boxing killing punch, kill absolutely!"
The so-called killing means to drive them all away! Kill!
Boom!
There was an earth-shattering tremor, and the huge fist shadow suspended above Jue Wushen's head suddenly bombarded towards where Lin Fan was standing.
The punch has not yet arrived, but the pressure has already spread all around.
This ultimate killing fist technique does not distinguish between friend and foe, it is a group attack.
When the fist shadow fell, no matter the disciples of Wu Shen Jue Gong or the martial arts people in the Central Plains, they were unable to withstand the huge pressure and were directly pressed to the ground and smashed into pulp by the huge fist light.
For a moment, there was chaos in the field with cries and screams.
Countless people tried their best to escape, but they couldn't move faster than the lightning-like fist light.
After a few breaths, the only person still standing in the field was Jue Wushen.
"Hahaha!"
Jue Wushen looked around and couldn't help laughing wildly.
"So what about Wushuang City Lord? You don't have to die under my killing fist. From now on, I will be the only one to dominate the Central Plains martial arts world!"
In the main hall.
Countless martial arts people from the Central Plains who were seriously injured glared angrily at Jue Wushen who stood in the middle.
He wants to kill the enemy, but he is unable to save his life!
"Is it true that our Central Plains martial arts world is going to perish like this? I won't give in, I won't give in!"
Bai Songhe of Shoujianzhai looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes full of despair.
And this time.
Jue Wushen snorted coldly, bareheaded his strong upper body, and the smile on his face became even bigger, showing no anger or self-importance.
Looking coldly at the Central Plains martial arts people present, Jue Wushen said indifferently: "Submit to me, or...die!"
The last word "death" was spoken out in a voice as cold as frost.
No one doubts the truth of Juewu God’s words!
Everyone knows that at this moment, there are only two roads in front of them!
Either surrender!
Or be killed!
Looking at the distracted people around him, Bai Songhe snorted coldly and looked at Jue Wushen coldly.
"In our Central Plains martial arts world, there are numerous heroes, invincible warriors, and absolutely no gods. You are just a mere Japanese slave, so what qualifications do you have to dare to dominate the Central Plains? Even if the Central Plains martial arts world is destroyed, we will not compromise with you, a Japanese slave!" "
After saying this, Bai Songhe held on to his seriously injured body and charged towards Jue Wushen with his sword.
"The martial arts world in the Central Plains has been fighting for two thousand years, and the day of sacrifice for justice is now!"
boom!
With a loud noise, Bai Songhe flew back directly at a faster speed than before.
And his body was like a piece of rag, bleeding from Jue Wushen's punch.
After falling to the ground, his eyes opened wide, and in the end, he died unwillingly.
Seeing Bai Songhe rising up to resist, all the martial arts people in the Central Plains around him felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.
And the deepest anger in their hearts was also aroused by Bai Songhe's death.
"Everyone is destined to die. It may be lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai! Everyone, this Japanese slave wants to dominate our Central Plains martial arts world. Let's fight him!"
"Yes, let's fight! The worst that can happen is death. None of us in the Tang Sect of Sichuan and Sichuan are cowards!"
Whoosh whoosh!
In the main hall, the remaining dozen or so martial arts figures from the Central Plains stood up one after another and flew towards Jue Wushen, making a final, desperate resistance.
The corners of Juewu Shen's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were fierce.
"If you want to die, I will make it happen for you. The third form of the killing fist will be a sure kill!"
Rumble.
An iron fist covering the dome of the hall was revealed again.
The aftermath of this decisive move had seriously injured the warriors present.
But now, the Central Plains warriors have to face this Jue Wushen's most powerful move.
The result has already been determined.
The resistance of these warriors is nothing more than a mantis trying to act like a chariot, not overestimating their own capabilities!
"Ahhh!"
For a while.
The entire hall was filled with the frightened roars of the Central Plains warriors.
Seeing that the godless fist light was about to fall on the only remaining Central Plains warrior.
Suddenly, an unparalleled sword energy descended from the sky!
boom! !
There was a resounding sound, and Jue Wushen's fist was directly struck by the sword energy, and was instantly shattered.
Immediately afterwards.
Everyone saw a figure with fluttering white robes slowly falling from the top of the hall.
"It's City Lord Lin!"
"City Lord Lin is not dead!"
