Chapter 379 Shangxian 5

"The Law of Heavenly King?" An evil-eyed man raised his thumb and said, "In the fairyland, the joy and evil of our city lord is the principle of heaven, and his old man's opinion is the king's law!" You son of a bitch, you still want to be beaten! Listen to this first and deal with you later!"

The sound of cloth being torn.

"Ah!! Let it out!! Beast!!"

With the sound coming into his ears, Luo Xiaofan seemed to have a deeply buried seed in his heart and was suddenly awakened by the sound at this moment. The yuan spirit in Dantian suddenly trembled and collapsed invisibly and turned into a quagmire. Then, a lotus seed arched desperately from the mire of the yuan god with a posture of never bowing its head and never compromise. Just when it arched into a door hole and seemed to have lost its strength, suddenly its proud body waved and bounced out the leaf tip! Then the crystal flashes and shimmers!

With the successful sprouting of the lotus seed, Luo Xiaofan's fairy spirit has poured out of his body uncontrollably! His head suddenly bounced up and was rushed upside down by the magnificent true air. He couldn't control his madness like a lion, and roared with all his strength! Although those familymen were all masters, they couldn't help being shaken left and right by the sudden gust of wind and retreated a few steps.

The lotus seed quickly took root in his Dantian Yuanshen Pool.

Wan Zuo frowned when he saw the situation and said, "It's not good! Let go! Let him fall to death!"

Those family men were originally panicked when they saw this, but they immediately understood that as long as they let go, Luo Xiaofan's captive shackles that could not be alone would inevitably take him to an end!

Shout hello, those who had chains in their hands were all released. Even if Luo Xiaofan stood a little closer, they would kick him down desperately!

Without help, this prisoner is an intolerable sin in the fairyland. In the blink of an eye, Luo Xiaofan has fallen a hundred feet!

"You scum!!!"

Under the clouds, the roar of hell!

The first leaf of the lotus seed finally bloomed!

With a sound, the prison shackles that imprisoned Luo Xiaofan could not withstand the domineering spirit of the god of killing. It was smashed and disintegrated - three heads and eight arms!!

"Three heads and eight arms!?! How can it be?!"

Seeing that Luo Xiaofan, who was undoubtedly dying, rushed straight with the violent state of three heads and eight arms, the people of the Wan family couldn't help taking a breath of cold air and said, "What are you afraid of with me!" Come with me!"

"Won death!!!"

Luo Xiaofan's figure has exceeded Wan's imagination. Suddenly, it flashed as if jumping in the space. Suddenly, he appeared in front of Wan Zuo's death. He stretched out a hand on the left and right sides of his body and firmly clasped Wan Zuo's dead hands. Among them, his right hand pulled Wan Zuo's dead hair, and his left hand had already Condensed into fists.

Wanzuo struggled hard. According to his cultivation of flying immortals, there should be too many small fans! But I don't know why, no matter how hard he tried at this time, he was like being held by iron pliers and could not move at all. In a hurry, he shouted strangely, "Quick!! What are you still doing? All of them!"

All the family were stunned and rushed up when they heard the words, but the realm was too far apart. How can those families get close? Water and fire-like fists punched them in the face one by one, beating them one by one and rolling over the sea of clouds, unable to get up.

“Puff——”

The left hook hit Wan Zuo's face directly, and two teeth and mouthful of blood flew out with the swing of his head.

I have never been hit by such a fist. The ice makes people feel cold and tingling, and the fire makes people feel hot and unbearable, no! There has never been such a fist in the fairyland!

Wanzuo's dead half of his face has been shattered, and he can't tell the dividing line between his eyes, cheeks and cheeks. He still said to himself, "How dare you hit me... Do you know that I'm a celebrity in Wancheng..."

Luo Xiaofan coldly handed his head to his left hand and said, "Is it the red man of Wancheng? Today I will beat you into a bloody man of Wancheng!"

Right hook! The hands and head are firmly fixed at three points, and there is no way to dodge at all.

The sound is like hitting a soft quilt, which is silenced before making a sound. Wan Zuo's death also clearly felt that before the fist hit him in the face, the fist wind had completely destroyed his face and bones into meat sauce.

"These traitors in Wancheng! I will slaughter you all!"

Luo Xiaofan roared, loosened his head like a rotten watermelon, punched him again, and hit him in the chest, hitting a hole through his chest.

Luo Xiaofan let the splashed blood sprinkle all over his face, and his mood had been crazy for a long time. He roared, "Don's die!!! Are you red!!!"

"Ah!!!!!"

Luo Xiaofan suddenly remembered that on Xiandao, Yuer was still in Wan Zhongshan's hands!!

"Yuer!!"

Luo Xiaofan suddenly shook his body and flew to Xiandao, but saw that Yuer's clothes had long been torn apart. At this moment, he was crushed in the grass by Wan Zhongshan, who was also untidy clothes, and struggled to make the final struggle and resistance!

"Beast!!!" Yuer only felt that her softest place had been knocked away by a hot and pain. The torn pain almost fainted her, but the beast in front of her was still full of joy, opened his smelly mouth and kissed her!!!

Luo Xiaofan saw Wan Zhongshan, but he began to straighten up. Yuer's nails fell into his arm and cut blood marks!

Anger, anger, and fury can no longer describe the emotions he saw at this moment. His right fist rose with gunpowder smoke, and a living head was smashed by the punch wind from the outside to the inside. When the fist reached, it flew directly out of his neck!

Luo Xiaofan pulled up one of his legs, pulled up his ugly body from Yuer's body, raised it directly into the air, waved his eight arms together, tore him apart and unloaded eight pieces!

With the foul flesh and blood spilling on himself, Luo Xiaofan's eyes were closed, and the pain in his heart could not be completely healed.

"Woo-woo..."

Yuer picked up the broken clothes and wrapped herself carelessly, hugged her legs and curled up. She was numb and silently looked at the redness on the grass that had just been suppressed by Wan Zhongshan.

She had no expression and sobbed.

Their mood can't be described in words at this moment.

One day and one night, Luo Xiaofan stood with his eyes closed and did not move.

One day and one night, Yuer's tears curled up there and did not move.

"I'll take you back."

Luo Xiaofan suddenly blinked, and it turned out that there were tears in his eyes.

“......”

Yu'er shook her head silently. I don't want to go anywhere. Now that I have become like this, what's the point of living like this? The second half of his life has been destroyed by Wan Zhongshan's beast. Go back, do you still have the face to go back?