The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 323 A defense stronger than the indestructible golden body?

Hearing Jue Wushen's words, Lin Fan hadn't answered yet, but those remaining Central Plains martial artists couldn't help but feel worried.

If Lin Fan really agreed to Jue Wushen, then what value would they have?
I'm afraid, he will be mercilessly killed by Jue Wushen!
At that time, I am afraid that the entire Central Plains Wulin will fall into the hands of Juewushen.

Just when everyone looked anxious and stared at Lin Fan closely, for fear that he would promise to be absolutely foolish.

Lin Fan smiled faintly, then raised his head, looked at Jue Wushen not far away, moved his lips lightly, and spit out two words.

"Stupid! Force!"

Although no one knows the meaning of these two words.

But the combination of two derogatory words, if you think about it with your toes, you can know that it is not a good meaning.

Jue Wushen's face suddenly turned cold, and he roared angrily: "If you don't eat the toast and drink the fine wine, then you will die!"

After the words fell, he slammed forward with both fists and punched out the second form of killing fist.

"Second Form, Kill God!"

Killing punches, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, gods block and kill gods!
This type of killing god was used, and suddenly, there was a strong gust of wind around him.

Countless people were blinded by the gust of wind.

On Jue Wushen's two iron fists, a ball of golden light burst out, attacking Lin Fan in an instant.

The wind of the fist is so fierce that it seems to tear the space.

Not to mention Lin Fan, even people from the Central Plains martial arts who are far away can feel this chilling killing intent.

however.

Lin Fan, who was facing this punching intent, did not change his expression 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 no different from that of Jue Wushen in black armor!
Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan punched that fist glow directly!
boom! ! !
The next moment, a burst of powerful airflow erupted, blowing the surrounding Wushen Juegong disciples and the Central Plains martial arts people tottering.

However, what is surprising is that the seemingly incomparably powerful and invincible fist light of Jue Wushen was smashed apart by Lin Fan's casual punch!
what?
Jue Wushen's complexion changed slightly, and he stared at Lin Fan with an extremely solemn expression!
Compared with Lin Fan's indestructible golden body, Lin Fan's magical body training skills are not much less!

One must know that the reason why he was able to sweep the martial arts in the Central Plains in a short period of time, and even wanted to be the supreme martial arts.

Relying on his indestructible golden body that almost no one can break.

In the current martial arts world, the only ones who can break his golden body are the Wuming of the martial arts myth, and the first evil emperor of the magic sword.

It's a pity that the evil emperor has long since retired and doesn't care about world affairs.

Wuming, a martial arts myth, was even framed by someone, and is currently being held in Juewu Shrine.

Unexpectedly, in the martial arts world, there is actually someone who can compare his immortal golden body at the level of body training. How can Jue Wushen not be surprised?
next moment.

Absolutely Wushen strikes again!
In a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth changed color, and a huge fist shadow formed by the condensed light of fists appeared above Jue Wushen's head.

"The third form of boxing and killing fist, killing!"

The so-called extermination means to drive them all out!kill!
Rumble!
There was a shocking tremor, and the huge fist figure suspended above Jue Wushen's head suddenly bombarded towards where Lin Fan was standing.

The punch has not yet arrived, but the coercion has already permeated the surrounding area.

This move of Killing Fist does not distinguish between enemy and friend, it is a group attack.

When the shadow of the fist fell, no matter it was the disciples of Wushenjue Palace or the martial arts people of the Central Plains, they could not resist the huge coercion, and were directly pressed to the ground, smashed into meat sauce by the huge fist light.

All of a sudden, there were cries and screams in the arena.

Countless people fled outwards desperately, but they couldn't move faster than the lightning-like fist light.

After a few breaths, only Jue Wushen was still standing in the field.

"Hahaha!"

Jue Wushen looked around and couldn't help laughing wildly.

"So what about City Lord Wushuang? You're going to die under my killing fist. From now on, only me Wushenjue Palace will dominate the Central Plains martial arts!"

Inside the hall.

Countless Central Plains martial artists who were seriously injured stared angrily at Jue Wushen standing in the middle.

Desire to kill the enemy, but powerless!
"Could it be that my Central Plains Wulin is really going to sink like this? I'm not reconciled, I am not reconciled!"

Shoujianzhai Bai Songhe looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes were full of despair.

And this time.

Jue Wushen let out a cold snort, showing his strong upper body naked, with an even bigger smile on his face, not angry but majestic.

Coldly sweeping towards the Central Plains martial arts practitioners in the field, Ju Wushen said indifferently: "Submit to me, or die!"

The last word "death" was uttered, and the voice was as cold as frost.

No one doubts the truth of Jue Wushen's words!
Everyone knows that at this moment, there are only two paths before them!

Either surrender!

or be killed!

Looking at the thought-provoking people beside him, Bai Songhe snorted coldly, and looked at Jue Wushen coldly.

"In my Central Plains Wulin, heroes emerge in large numbers. I am invincible in the world. There is no god. You are just a Japanese slave. How can you dare to dominate the Central Plains? The majestic Central Plains Wulin will not compromise with you, a Japanese slave! "

After saying that, Bai Songhe braced his seriously injured body and rushed forward with his sword.

"The year 2000 of the Central Plains Wulin, the festival of righteousness and death is now!"

boom!
With a loud noise, Bai Songhe flew backwards at a faster speed than before.

And his body, like a piece of rag, was bleeding profusely from Jue Wushen's punch.

After falling to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and in the end, he died unwillingly.

Seeing Bai Songhe rise up to resist, all the martial arts people around the Central Plains felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

And the deepest anger in their hearts was also aroused by Bai Songhe's death.

"Death is inherent in a human being, whether it is lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai! Everyone, this Japanese slave wants to dominate my Central Plains martial arts, let's fight him!"

"Yes, fight! The big deal is death, none of us in the Tang Sect of Sichuan and Shu is a coward!"

Whoosh whoosh!
In the main hall, only a dozen or so Central Plains martial artists stood up one after another, flew towards Jue Wushen, and made a final, desperate resistance.

The corners of Jue Wushen's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"If you want to die, I will help you all, the third form of the killing fist, lore!"

Rumble.

An iron fist that covered the dome of the hall was revealed again.

This move is a lore, and the aftermath alone has severely injured the warriors present.

But now, the warriors of the Central Plains have to face the strongest move of Absolute Godless.

As a result, it was already doomed.

The resistance of these warriors is nothing more than a mantis' arm as a chariot, beyond his control!
"Ahhh!"

a time.

The entire hall was filled with the terrified roars of the Central Plains warriors.

Seeing that Ju Wushen's fist light was about to fall on the only remaining Central Plains warrior.

Suddenly, an unparalleled sword energy descended from the sky!

boom! !

With a resounding sound, Ju Wushen's fist light was directly slashed by this sword energy, and then instantly shattered.

Followed by.

Everyone saw a figure in a fluttering white robe slowly descending from the top of the hall.

"It's City Lord Lin!"

"City Lord Lin is not dead!"

(End of this chapter)