Just when the God of Death was still struggling with what Lin Fan was saying.

Lin Fan, who was preparing to fight seriously, has already started to take action.

He appeared in front of the god of death in an instant.

Raise your hand!

Punch!

Boom!

A dull sounded, the God of Death's face changed drastically, and he suffered a heavy blow in his chest. For him, as the God of Death, it was difficult for him to be hurt. He had the black fog of the undead and could avoid ordinary damage to the body.

But now...

He was sure that he was really hurt.

The god of death looked down at his chest and saw cracks appearing there, like patterns left by lightning strikes, spreading towards the surroundings with the heart position as the center.

He looked down.

I haven't come back to my senses for a long time.

And at this moment.

Lin Fan appeared in front of the God of Death again, spread his five fingers, slapped him with a palm, and a roar. The palm power was very terrifying. The powerful palm power directly formed a shock wave, covering the God of Death in an instant.

"Um?"

He stopped.

Looking at the bloody god of death, he frowned and said, "What's going on in your situation? Why don't you fight back?"

He thought this shouldn't be the case.

Death is really strong.

You can feel it from the breath.

But Death took him two moves.

No reaction at all.

Murmuring in my heart.

Does he think I'm not good enough?

Death God couldn't understand Lin Fan's words.

If you can understand it, you will definitely roar. I can't see your movements clearly. What can you do if you can do me?

Tick!

Tick!

Blood slowly fell along the god of death.

Oleme looked at him in horror throughout the whole process. He was stunned and could not believe the scene in front of him. The invincible god of death had no power to fight back in front of the other side, and he had even been beaten to bleeding.

This is something he has never seen before.

"Our city is safe if we can win."

Just when he was excited about these things.

Nuchir and the others have arrived.

Lin Fan jumped directly from the plane and did not come with them. Oleme saw the supreme leader and greeted him respectfully, but it was still difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

"Death is at a disadvantage."

“We can win.”

...

At this time, he turned into a machine gun and talked endlessly about his thoughts, which was really excited.

Nucher heard this.

Relieved.

As long as there is hope, it’s good.

"Wow, this guy is so handsome, but he is so miserable."

Xiaobao pointed at the God of Death in the sky. Seeing the blood bleed on the other party, he was afraid to move forward, and picked up the telescope and looked excitedly.

"Lin Fan, come on, beat him up."

He shouted.

Lin Fan heard Xiaobao's voice and turned around and smiled.

safe.

Don't worry, you will never disappoint.

"Oleme, what's the situation now?" Nuchir asked.

He had just arrived here and didn't know the specific situation yet, but he was in a really good mood when he saw the god of death so miserable.

Oleme said: "He couldn't communicate with the God of Death and said different words, so there seemed to be some misunderstandings between them."

"Misunderstand?"

It is hard for Nuchier to imagine what the misunderstanding between Lin Fan and the God of Death is like.

Oleme continued: "Just just now, the scepter of Death was broken, and I witnessed it with my own eyes that the scepter hit his head twice, and the last punch was broken directly."

For him.

It was really if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.

"ah?"

Nuchir looked at the other party in disbelief.

The Scepter of Death?

That is the magical artifact of the god of death in mythology, with the power to destroy the world.

at this time.

The God of Death seemed to be completely forced by Lin Fan, and directly turned into a thunder storm. A huge storm rose from the ground, and a strong wind swept over, and vaguely, you could see two eyes in the storm.

The walking zombies infected by the black fog of Death were torn to pieces by the storm.

"He wants to destroy this city."

Oleme said horrified.

The god of death Anubis was beaten up by Lin Fan and was already furious and angry.

This kind of storm is too fierce now.

Can it really stand it?

Even if it is so far away.

You can feel the tearing force of the storm. If the storm is in the whole city, the consequences will be very serious. Perhaps the entire city will disappear in this storm.

Nuchier was very calm. Since he chose Lin Fan, he believed that the other party would be able to deal with the God of Death.

Lin Fan was surprised that Death would turn into a storm.

It's really amazing.

"Your methods are just like the God of Death I encountered before. They are really powerful, but unfortunately, I can't let you go, otherwise Xiaobao and Lao Zhang will be in danger."

"Now you have to stop me."

Lin Fan looked at the sweeping storm, swung his fist, shouted angrily, and punched him, directly smashing the storm.

In the storm.

Death looked at the scene before him in a daze.

It seems like a ghost.

"How could this happen?" The God of Death murmured to himself. Even he didn't expect it to become like this. He is a god, sleeping in the desert and possessing great power.

But now.

The god of death was a little confused when he was beaten up and touched his body. Nothing wrong, the sticky blood was his divine blood, and the storm that had just formed was broken by the other party.

"It is absolutely impossible for humans to have an existence like you who can compete with God."

"Who are you?"

Facing the questioning of death.

Lin Fan didn't say that he didn't understand what you were saying. He had a special ability, and I could understand whatever you said. Maybe this is talent.

This kind of talent is very rare.
To be continued...