The snowman punched again, knocking away the members of the God-killing Army who wanted to save Lin Fan, and shattered the words and Buddha's light that were shining with mighty light.
He turned to look at Lin Fan and said hoarsely: "It seems they want to save you."
"Is this what you call protecting our compatriots?"
"Haha..." The ugly face showed a strange smile, and its scarlet eyes looked directly at Lin Fan: "In that case, I will let them watch you die in pain."
"And they can't do anything!"
Finished.
The snowman put away its sharp claws, and swung its two huge and hard fists like giant hammers, carrying the air-piercing wind, and with a power comparable to the gods, it hit Lin Fan from top to bottom!
"boom!"
"Click!"
Lin Fan only felt a huge force running through his internal organs, his internal organs were almost broken, and the sound of broken bones seemed to be heard from his body!
Demigod, said to be a human demigod.
However, in the face of the true power of transcendent gods, it is still not enough!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The snowman was like a crazy demon, roaring and hitting Lin Fan over and over again with its huge fist.
Under this hurricane-like hammer blow, Lin Fan was like a broken sack, his body seemed to have become limp, and he was smashed into the ground, his flesh and blood blurred.
at the same time.
The members of the God-killing Army were also crazy, constantly rushing to stop this snowman who became a god in flesh, but how could their power compare with the gods?
Mortal power.
How to contend with gods?
Every time, the members of the God-Slaying Army who rushed forward were knocked away by the snowman's punch.
This is... a force that no mortal can contend with!
The snowman seemed to want these members of the God-Slaying Army to witness Lin Fan's death and the death of his compatriots, but he didn't even bother to deal with those members of the God-Slaying Army. After beating them away, he kept hitting Lin Fan with his huge fist.
He was not in a hurry to kill Lin Fan directly with his sharp claws, but wanted these humans to watch with their own eyes how their compatriots were dying bit by bit!
Let these foods know that they are just food, nothing can be changed, nothing can be protected!
It wants to destroy the so-called will of these foods!
It will bring down these monuments in human hearts!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Huge fists continued to hit him, Lin Fan's breath became weaker and weaker, and blood flowed from Lin Fan's mouth and nose.
Lin Fan was embedded on the ground, with blood oozing from all over his body, as if he was about to be smashed into meat patties!
suddenly.
The snowman stopped his hand, looked at Lin Fan with his scarlet eyes, and gasped with an otherworldly pressure: "Admit it, you are food!"
"Weak humans admit that they are food."
"I will let you live."
Lin Fan, who was almost half-dead, was embedded in the soil. He couldn't even raise his hands. He just lay there with blank eyes and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "I can survive if I admit that humans are your food...
…Yeah?"
"Okay, I admit, humans..."
The snowman smiled brightly.
But at the next moment, Lin Fan's originally dull eyes seemed to be burning with flames.
He used all his strength and shouted loudly: "Humans will always be superior to you guys!"
"You can kill me, but you can never defeat humanity!"
"It can never be destroyed, the will of Daxia and the will of mankind!"
"Human!!" The snowman roared angrily, clenched his fists together, raised his head high, and was about to smash it down!
Lin Fan's eyes widened, showing no fear: "People from Daxia will never be your pigs!"
"Even though I am dead, my will is still there!"
The moment these words fell.
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Lin Fan's hand suddenly trembled on its own at this moment!
The green dragon seemed to come to life, roaring and rushing into Lin Fan, turning into a coiled dragon and appearing on Lin Fan's arm holding the knife, like a roar!
A force that traveled through the ages, wrapped in a will that would never admit defeat and overcame heaven and earth, appeared in Lin Fan.
Between heaven and earth, someone is laughing.
That laughter traveled through the ages, like a roaring dragon, riding on the wind.
"You feel like dying, but you still miss the big man, help him, and act proudly and unyielding. That's what a man is!"
"Loyalty and righteousness are the foundation of a general. If my martial saint Guan Yu has a successor, he should be like this!"
"Boy, accept my power and kill this young boy!"
The blue dragon roars!
The half of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Lin Fan's hand suddenly burst into flames, as if the sleeping power within it was awakening at this moment.
That remnant soul, which had been sleeping for thousands of years, woke up at this moment.
The snowman who was about to smash Lin Fan to death seemed to have sensed something. His clenched fists instantly stopped in the air, and he suddenly jumped back dozens of meters.
The originally violent and scarlet eyes were filled with confusion and horror at this moment, staring intently at the human being in front of him who had been smashed by him and embedded in the soil.
this moment.
That food actually gives it an instinctive danger!
"Roar!"
Under the gaze of the snowman, Lin Fan, who had been knocked to the ground unable to move and almost half dead, suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the ground.
The whole person slowly climbed up from the soil, holding a knife, and stood in front of the snowman.
It’s like a monument that can never be knocked down and will stand forever!
On his body, a looming green dragon roared around him.
A force of power and supreme will rushed into Lin Fan's body from the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. Under this force, Lin Fan's broken bones healed quickly, his internal organs were moisturized again, and even the previously damaged meridians were completely restored.
!
A terrifying sword intent appeared on Lin Fan.
What is the intention of the sword?
Even though I knew I couldn't do it, I still laughed and walked away!
The gods are ahead, so just kill them all the way!
A voice appeared in Lin Fan's heart.
"Although you are weak, Guan looks at you like a chicken and a dog, trying to sell you."
"But, Guan, I recognize you."
At this moment, Lin Fan felt that he and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword were integrated into one body.
It is no longer its own weapon, no longer a sharp knife.
But it’s my own will, Daxia’s will!
At this moment, Lin Fan was still a demigod.
But an aura so powerful that it made even the gods tremble appeared on his body.
That is the human will!
What transcends divine power and makes the gods fearful is Daxia's unyielding will!
This will spans the ages and echoes thousands of years away from the long-bearded martial sage who passed five levels and killed six generals.
A shadow appeared behind Lin Fan.
The body is nine feet long, the beard is two feet long, the face is as heavy as dates, the lips are as greased, the eyes are red and phoenix, and the eyebrows are like silkworms, and the appearance is dignified and majestic.
Wearing an emerald green robe and holding the Green Dragon Sword upside down, his firm and arrogant gaze made it seem as if no enemy, not even the gods, could stop him.
Behind him, two words appeared.
"Martial Saint"!
Wu Sheng, Guan Yu!
Lin Fan held the Green Dragon Sword and slowly raised his head to look at the trembling snowman leader: "Haha, you are actually right. We Daxia people do not have sharp claws or fangs."
"but."
"We in Daxia have something that you beasts don't have."
"That is, the will to protect Daxia!"
"The will to die for your fellow man!"
"The most powerful weapon in my Daxia is not guns or swords, but this will!"
"The will to fight and die for Daxia!"
Lin Fan's whole body was covered with swords, and the earth and rocks under his feet were cracked, as if they were being struck by a knife!
"How dare you, a beast that only knows how to gnaw, fight with my human race!"
Lin Fan's voice was like a roar of a dragon and the cry of a sword. He looked directly at the snowman leader who had the power of a god and walked away with his sword in hand.
The shadow behind him also raised his knife and left!
The sword's intention is majestic, like the nine seas boiling.
