"Huh? He's not dead yet? Looks like he needs to use more force!"

Lin Tian grabbed Zhong Li Yan's arm and lifted it up roughly. Blood dripped down, staining a large area of ​​the ground red.

"No! Don't kill me!"

Zhong Li Yan was terrified. Her bones were broken and her body was limp and looked like a puddle of mud. She was in so much pain that she was almost fainting.

At this moment, she felt Lu Li's murderous intent and knew that he was not joking. She was finally afraid: "Husband! Save me——"

"Lin Tian! Let's talk it over!"

Lu Bufan was also panicked: "It was just a misunderstanding just now. Let her go. We don't want the ancient paintings in the temple anymore."

"Misunderstand?"

Lin Tian sneered: "If I were defeated now, would your woman let me go? You don't want the ancient temple painting anymore?"

Lu Bufan opened his mouth, but was speechless.

"If I say I'll kill her, I'll kill her, and no one can stop me!"

Lu Li swung his arms, swinging Zhong Li Yan's body, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and slamming it heavily to the ground.

"No--"

Zhong Li Yan screamed in despair, but she could not stop death from coming. She could only watch the ground getting closer and closer to her.

"How dare you, you little brat!"

Lu Bufan's eyes were wide open with anger. Seeing that Zhongli Yan was about to be beaten to death, he didn't care about anything else and rushed towards Lu Li like a madman, but he was one step too late.

Bang!

With another loud bang, Zhongli Yan collided with the ground, her body exploded instantly, blood and flesh splattered everywhere like fireworks.

That scene was bloody yet beautiful.

"lady!"

Lu Bufan's eyes were bloodshot.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant.

Zhongli Yan died, and her body was torn to pieces, a horrible death.

The whole place was dead silent.