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'm afraid, I will be killed without mercy by Jue Wushen!
By then, I'm 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 closely, 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! Cunt!"
Although no one knows the meaning of these two words.
But if you think about the word that combines two derogatory words, you can tell that it doesn't mean anything good.
Juewushen'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 swung his fists forward violently, 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 performed, and immediately, a violent strong wind filled the surrounding area.
Countless people were blown away by the strong wind and could not open their eyes.
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 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 serious look on his face!
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 king of the martial arts.
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 number one evil emperor of the Demon Sword.
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 boxing killing fist, kill absolutely!"
The so-called killing means to drive them all away! Kill them all!
Rumble!
There was an earth-shaking 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 could not withstand the huge pressure and were directly pressed to the ground and smashed into pulp by the huge fist light.
For a moment, the venue was filled 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 Juewu Shen.
"Hahaha!"
Jue Wushen looked around and couldn't help laughing wildly.
"So what about the Wushuang City Lord? You are not going to die under my killing fist. From now on, I will be the only one to dominate the Central Plains martial arts world!"
Inside the main hall.
Countless martial artists from the Central Plains who were seriously injured stared angrily at Jue Wushen who stood in the middle.
I have the intention to kill the enemy, but I am unable to save him!
"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 muscular 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 Absolute God’s words!
Everyone knows that at this moment, there are only two ways 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 mighty Central Plains martial arts world is destroyed, they 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.
"For two thousand years, the Central Plains martial arts community has fought for justice and sacrifice, right 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 the punch of Jue Wushen.
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 from 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 martial arts world in the Central Plains. Let's fight him!"
"Yes, let's fight! The worst that can happen is death. None of us in the Sichuan, Sichuan and Tang sects 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 and 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 is 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 warriors from the Central Plains 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 use its arms as a chariot and not overestimating its own capabilities!
"Ahhh!"
For a while.
Throughout the hall, the warriors from the Central Plains roared in fear.
Seeing that the godless fist light was about to fall on the only remaining warrior from the Central Plains.
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!"
This chapter has been completed!