Chapter seven hundred and thirty fifth bloody battle
This is a well-prepared team battle. The buffs are complete, the equipment is excellent, each member has spiritual weapons to protect the body, and he has even refined the Beidou Explosive Blood Fist. Lin Fan is very confident about this victory.
The battle is triggered with one strike!
Everyone became solemn. For them, this was probably the largest team battle in the Guardian Land.
The rebel army started quickly, and within a short period of time, everyone knew the place they were protecting.
The prehistoric team is also the first team that has been famous for a long time in the guardian land.
Each of its members is a proud member of each race, and their strength is beyond comparison with that of ordinary people.
In the eyes of everyone, the one who would easily win in the end would definitely be the Honghuang team.
Although the rebel army is good, compared with the prehistoric team, their background is still quite different.
Lin Fan and Hong Jingtian looked at each other, but never made a move.
This is a test between strong men before taking action.
Hong Jingtian's eyes kept changing, sometimes solemn, sometimes sullen, as if he was killing Lin Fan with his eyes.
Naturally, Lin Fan was not to be outdone, he also winked and licked his lips.
"ah!"
At this time, a burst of screams broke the calm.
Hong Jingtian turned his head and looked around, his expression suddenly changed. He did not expect that the scream was actually coming from Qin Long, the deputy captain of the team.
A member of the rebel army looked at his fist, then at the guy in front of him who was knocked to the ground by his punch, and suddenly became extremely excited.
"Haha, the vice-captain of the Honghuang team is no match for me. I will fight."
This member of the rebel army was extremely excited. When he was targeted by Qin Long, he knew that he was going to be unlucky.
This Qin Long is well-known as a strong man. Even if he were to compare with Hong Jingtian, he would only be slightly weaker.
Now that Qin Long was punched to the ground by him, this member was naturally extremely arrogant. He stepped out directly, rode on his body, and fired his fists randomly, hitting Qin Long's body like raindrops.
At this moment, Qin Long wanted to die.
When he punched the member of the rebel army, his indestructible fist could not even break a spiritual weapon. This was a heavy blow to Qin Long.
"How is this possible?" Hong Jingtian's expression suddenly changed when he saw this scene, but in an instant, a fist wind suddenly hit him.
Hong Jingtian was startled and quickly turned around.
"Beidou Explosive Blood Fist."
In Hong Jingtian's eyes, a fist got bigger and bigger, and hit his face with a bang.
A stream of blood-red spurts out, staining the world with blood.
"Okay, right in the face." Lin Fan stepped back violently, clenched his fists, and punched the air several times.
At this moment, Lin Fan's posture was like a boxing match, his legs were constantly sliding, dodging left and right.
Hong Jingtian felt as if his face was covered with blood. When he touched it with his hand, a touch of red blood came into his eyes.
"You...you." Hong Jingtian didn't expect that he would be punched by the opponent and bleed. His face suddenly turned cold, and anger burned in his heart.
The people watching around were confused by the scene before them.
"What's going on? Team Honghuang seems to be in trouble."
"Yes, Hong Jingtian was hit with the first punch. The blood on his face was too seeping."
"Look at Qin Long, he was actually being beaten by a fourth-level god. He didn't even have the slightest chance to resist."
"This must be an illusion, it must be an illusion. The Honghuang team is so powerful, how can it not even be able to defeat these little shrimps."
"That member of the rebel army was once the chef of our team."
"The world has changed. This has really changed."
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"Hong Jingtian, show your strength. I'm already hungry for this fist. I'm going to use my left hook to hit you on the left side of your face later. You have to be prepared." Lin Fan asked.
Jumping and swinging his fist forward.
Bang!
"Left hook."
In an instant, Lin Fan moved his steps and swung out his left hand.
"Huh, looking for death."
Hong Jingtian's face became angry and he punched out, trying to block Lin Fan's left hook.
Bang!
Hong Jingtian's eyes suddenly opened wide, with a look of disbelief on his face.
His face seemed to have been exploded, and a ball of blood exploded violently.
"Hong Jingtian, you are too young. When I said left hook, you really took it as a left hook." Lin Fan waved his right hand and said.
Hong Jingtian was filled with rage and unbearable anger, "You are looking for death."
Hong Jingtian was completely angry. After so many years since his debut, when had he ever encountered such a situation?
When I was young, I encountered a lot of adventures, and I don’t know how many inheritances I received. Along the way, it was smooth sailing, and I was killed by the strong. Until now, even the kings of the ancient clan never looked down upon me.
Now a small rebel army actually played tricks on him like this.
"How could Hong Jingtian be so miserable? He was hit by two punches. His face was stained with blood and was beyond recognition."
"What is Lin Fan's background? He's not even a match for Hong Jingtian."
"Look, Hong Jingtian is already angry. I'm afraid someone will die this time."
"Yes, a strong man can kill millions of people when he gets angry. This Hong Jingtian is a real strong man."
When everyone saw this scene, they were shocked. They knew who Hong Jingtian was. On the surface, he was extremely calm, but once he got angry, it would be like a volcano erupting.
"Hoho! It's time for you, Hong Jingtian, to unleash your prehistoric power."
Lin Fan said.
Hong Jingtian was panting with anger, his eyes were red, and he punched out without paying attention to the blood on his face. Although it did not contain any magic power, since he had practiced Dao Zhijian to such an extent, even a casual punch would contain infinite power.
"Hong Jingtian is indeed Hong Jingtian, this punch is so powerful."
"It is rumored that Hong Jingtian received a fax from the Supreme Martial Master and obtained the true martial arts. Even an ordinary punch contains millions of transformations. Looking at the power of this punch, it is obvious that the rumors are true."
"I don't know how Lin Fan can resist this. In my opinion, it's extremely dangerous."
Lin Fan looked at Hong Jingtian's punch with a smile on his face, "Yes, yes, this punch has millions of transformations, and it contains the essence of martial arts. Hong Jingtian, you are really strong, but it's a pity that you
Met young master me."
"Hit me with a left hook."
"You bastard, how dare you lie to me."
Hong Jingtian was furious, he would never believe Lin Fan again, and punched Lin Fan directly on the right side.
"Bang!"
The punch was like a dragon, and the left hook completely exploded.
"ah!"
Hong Jingtian fell on his back, blood exploded, and he was already beyond recognition.
This Beidou Blood Fist is really overbearing. It punches to the flesh, and with one punch, it will definitely make you explode with blood.
"You...you." Hong Jingtian roared angrily, not knowing what to say.
"Hong Jingtian, are you insulting me? If I say a left hook, it must be a left hook. How can you not believe me?" Lin Fan said with a look of grief and anger.
It's as if you feel very sad when you meet someone who doesn't believe in you.
"If you're a man, get up and let's fight for three hundred rounds."
audience:"……."
PS: There was another tornado. Just now, a person was killed by a billboard. It was tragic.