Bab 1130: Chop You To Death, B*tch!

When it came to shamelessness, there was no one who could beat Lin Fan. He truly refused to believe that he wouldn't be able to take a smelly b*tch in hand today. Instantly, he gave himself a great taste of his Twisting Heaven and Earth. What was the use of being a man anymore? He might as well just go and turn into a tranny!

"ARGH! THAT HURTS SO BADLY! I'M GOING TO DIE…!" Lin Fan wailed out tragically, as though he could barely hang on any longer.

Lin Fan had sealed his Mythical Parasol Tree and some other moves of his, such that even the slightest drop of life force could not leak out at all.

Looking at Lin Fan, the Frost Master God knitted her brows. Raising her head up into the void, she could sense a mysterious will that was gathering over in the Heavens.