The Qingyun banquet was very lively. All Tianjiao gathered to talk about the past and the present and discuss the strong and unique figures of the present.


    Lin Fan and Wujian sit opposite each other and drink, which shocked everyone. These two people can definitely be called the king of Tianjiao. No matter who they are, they can dominate one side. Now they sit opposite each other and drink, do they want an alternative alliance?


    If so, are there any enemies of this Tianjiao? Their faces changed and they felt that the first three places were set and would appear among the three at that table.


    But in a flash, they felt that their thinking was really superfluous, only because no matter what the first three were, it had nothing to do with themselves and others. It was a stage for a few people, such as Lin fan.


    But then, they screamed, because there were strong murders enveloping the whole audience. They felt like they were in purgatory, with countless illusions, as if there were endless enemies roaring, teeth and claws, blood and tears in their eyes, telling the great fear before they died.


    "Cut!"


    Lin Fan''s excited voice sounded. The black halberd on his horizontal legs chopped out and cut the space in front. The space was like a ragged oil painting, which was twisted up, shaking violently and clattering.


    "Hiss!"


    The space was broken. A figure with a ferocious mask appeared and was forced out by Lin Fan''s halberd.


    "Die!"


    Lin fanduan sat on the bench and didn''t move himself. He just stabbed the heavy halberd out.


    "Boom!"


    The air is exploding. The heavy halberd is like a dragon going to sea and attacking the Yellow Dragon. The goal is clear and vicious. You need a halberd to pierce the mask.


    "Roar!"


    The man roared, and the bloody short sword in his hand collided with the heavy halberd. Sparks splashed everywhere, but it was useless and could not change the outcome.


    His head was pierced by Lin Fan''s heavy halberd, his body was stiff, and his long sword fell to the ground.


    Lin Fan''s eyes are cold. No, Lao Lin has a death feud with him. He has no psychological burden. He shakes his arms and breaks the head of the masked man.


    Wujian raises a glass to Lin fan. He thinks Lin fan is very good, powerful and unparalleled. He is a figure.


    "Kill!"


    After drinking the wine in the cup, the sword on his back broke free and stabbed Gao Tian.


    A long dark sword looks very ordinary, but now it emits endless light, which seems to compare the scorching sun in the sky.


    "Poof!"


    A corpse fell from the sky. The sword carrying the divine blade pierced his chest, and a bright red heart could be seen.


    "No, Lao Lin!"


    "My God, it''s this terrible organization!"


    Tianjiao, who has extraordinary vision, cried out. It was so shocking. How did Lin Fan and Wujian provoke them? Can you live?


    Some people sighed in their hearts and didn''t provoke Lao Lin. even if Lord Yan came forward, they couldn''t protect Lin Fan and they would be killed if there were no accidents.


    "It''s boring."


    Lin Fan said with a smile. Then he glanced at Zhu Tianjiao and said, "brother Wujian, how about you and me dance a sword and perform a blood killing for Tianjiao here?"


    Without a sword, the sword eyebrow picked: "can!"


    "Be careful."


    Lin fan gets up and instructs Lin Leyao. Then he drags the halberd and walks to a certain place.


    "Your means are useless to me. If you are a light in the night, you can''t hide it from me."


    He whispered, the halberd dragged on the hard bluestone ground, and the sparks were strong.


    He walked to the dark corner, his steps were very stable, like an inexplicable law. The gentle footsteps made Zhu Tianjiao feel his heart beating, made them blush and uncomfortable, and had a more comprehensive understanding of Lin Fan''s unparalleled power.


    "Buzz!"


    There was nothing in the dark, but now there was a buzzing sound, like a peerless sword coming out of its sheath and showing its edge, and like a cheetah hiding for a long time.


    "Bang!"


    Lin Fan cuts out the halberd with one hand and blocks the long sword like a ghost. He sneers at the corners of his mouth. He has made great progress in five senses, and the golden lightning silk thread has covered the whole green cloud banquet. How can these killers hide from his unparalleled divine consciousness?


    No, the reason why Lao Lin dominates the world is entirely because of their unparalleled hidden Kung Fu, but now Lin fan has seen through it, so they are like toothless tigers and pose no threat to Lin fan.


    "Boom!"


    The thunder sea appeared, like the sea, with golden waves surging and floating over the forest.


    He stepped back obliquely, dodged the dagger that hit his chest, and blew it out. There was a thick thunder in the sea of thunder, which blew forward with his fist.


    "Want to hide?"


    Lin Fan smiled and pointed to the void in front of him: "thunder falls."


    Three times in a row, if the thick and thin lightning of an adult''s arm falls, it will force out the hidden killer.


    "My God, is this a myth? Lin fan can see the hiding of the old Lin killer and is carrying out a targeted killing."


    "Isn''t the myth of Laolin''s immortality coming to an end? Can someone break their hiding skills and survive in the world?"


    Zhu Tianjiao fled to the corner. They didn''t dare to mess with this kind of battle.


    "You will be my great enemy."


    The forced killer spoke.


    "Already."


    Lin Fanqiang replied hard, huff and puff the golden light in his hand, and forced him to kill.


    "You''ll die."


    The killer pinched the long sword in his hand and had a premonition that he would die today.


    "Poof!"


    Suddenly, a green awn cut through the space and rushed from the back of the killer, cutting the killer''s head in half.


    "Brother Wujian, you are robbing my opponent."


    Lin Fan was speechless.


    "These dirty things have been killed long ago."


    Wujian responded briefly. The sword that killed the killer turned back and was twisted in his hand.


    Lin Fan nodded approvingly, "there are more than one or two of these dirty things to kill anyway. It''s better to finish it quickly."


    Everyone was shocked and speechless. I really want to ask the two Tianjiao in this battle. Do you know who you killed?


    That''s not Lao Lin''s killer. If he doesn''t fight back, it means that he will never kill. It can make the powerful people who have been famous for thousands of years cry and make the elders of major sects beg for mercy. But now these two arrogants are talking recklessly and don''t look at each other at all.


    It seems that the old Lin killer is like grass on the roadside in their eyes and listens to their words. This has been done more than once or twice.


    "Brother Wujian, who kills more than others? Please drink if you lose!"


    Lin Fan said loudly after turning a killer into coke with the second type of thunder in nine days.


    "Poof!"


    Wujian sliced a seed killer in half and said, "OK."


    They are absolutely arrogant. They are still talking and laughing in the killing field. They regard the death robbery in the eyes of others as an alternative contest.


    The golden lightning filled the sky, and the blue sword swept the sky. They were fighting heartily. They were conducting an alternative competition to win or lose with the number of people killed.


    "They are the protagonists of this era. If we wait, we can only become a foil."


    Some people lament that they just hide in the distance and watch. They all feel powerless. These two people are too powerful. Their eyes should belong to the previous generation, not their peers.