"Huangquan three swords! Gong Ziheng''s famous stunt!" someone screamed.


    "The last time I used this move, Gong Ziheng cut off a strong man who cited seven yuan."


    "Lin fan is dead. Gong Ziheng has used his unique skill. How can he avoid it? He will die under this sword and be divided by ten thousand swords."


    Many Tianjiao screamed and shouted. The bright sword light was too bright.


    "Bang!"


    Lin Fan''s Halberd smashed the sword that killed him at his neck. Then he quickly bent down. A wisp of sword crossed from the position he had just set up. The void was marked with black marks. A wisp of long hair fell with the wind between his eyebrows and was soon crushed by countless sword lights.


    Lin Fan''s eyebrow angle jumps straight. It''s a dangerous sword technique. The sword is everywhere. It''s really powerful.


    "Shenzang!"


    With a roar, the golden ring appeared, the mysterious yin-yang fish swam in it, and the infinite soldiers floated in the golden ring.


    "Kill!"


    Lin Fan roared, and the endless soldiers rushed out with a rumble; Since you can''t guard against it, kill me!


    "War!"


    Lin Fan seems to be wearing a golden Tai Chi diagram. Infinite magic soldiers automatically generate and attack his sword in the ring to resist, and he twisted the halberd and killed Gong Ziheng.


    Gong Ziheng''s pupils narrowed. He didn''t expect that Lin Fan could really resist his move. Seeing Lin Fan rushing to kill himself, he raised his long sword and roared again: "two swords of the yellow spring, send you to life!"


    "Buzzing..."


    In the dark, it seems that a song of Requiem is sounded, and it seems to come from hell to clean up the world. This track makes people''s hearts appear all kinds of negative emotions and makes people''s spirits unstable.


    Watching Tianjiao, some people shed tears in their eyes, some shouted wildly, and some looked up like crazy demons and shouted at the sky.


    Lin Fan thinks of Lin Leyao who has left and his missing father. The sorrow of parting fills his heart. Time is too boring and his lovers are far away. Why don''t I die?


    Lin Fan seems to be in a nightmare. Gong Ziheng sneers at the corners of his mouth. What a powerful move, what a sad person


    With this move, he killed countless Tianjiao. Even the strong of the older generation might as well take it. How can Lin fan stop it?


    With a ferocious smile on his face, he walked slowly to Lin fan, with a long sword in his hand and a ringing in his ears. He wanted to cut off Lin Fan''s head.


    Suddenly, the lightning surged in Lin Fan''s soul, which made him wake up suddenly. At the moment of awakening, the long halberd in his hand suddenly stabbed away and killed the front.


    "Bang!"


    Gong Ziheng looked at the long halberd that was only an inch away from his chest. He couldn''t figure out why Lin Fan suddenly woke up.


    Gong Ziheng''s martial arts skills were interrupted. Those obsessed onlookers suddenly woke up with horror on their faces and looked at Gong Ziheng strangely. How many people are his opponents with such unique skills?


    If Lin Fan didn''t know how to break this move, would they also follow their wishes and go to life?


    "How close!"


    Lin Fan immediately gave birth to the lightning Wu soul to the extreme, and the infinite lightning covered all directions to form an unknown field. Protect him. Gong Ziheng''s move is too demon, so you must be careful.


    "Lin fan, you are really extraordinary." Gong Ziheng''s face was ugly. He thought that one sword could kill Lin fan, but he didn''t expect that Lin Fan could even break his two killing moves.


    Lin Fan sneered, twisted the heavy halberd, and forced Gong Ziheng to kill him step by step.


    "Hum!"


    Gong Ziheng snorted coldly, "although you are strong, it''s over. This sword will take your life."


    "Really? You said before the war that you would cut me with one sword, but I''m still very good." Lin Fan despised.


    Gong Ziheng was furious and shouted, "three swords in the yellow spring, send you reincarnation!"


    The world suddenly darkened. Lin Fan seemed to have a ray of glow in front of him. The glow seemed to radiate light from ancient times in the long river of years, which was perceived by the world today and full of mysterious flavor.


    Chaotic Qi shrouds Lin Fan with the glow. This breath is too mysterious to make life resist at all.


    Lin Fan''s heart was full of warning signs. He could see that the lights shrouding himself shrank and were no longer golden. It seemed that the essence was sucked away by the unknown existence and became foggy; A sense of powerlessness appeared in his heart.


    The onlookers screamed and fled away because they saw the weeds around the duel platform withering rapidly and then turning green again.


    They seem to see the life of weeds. Is this reincarnation?


    "Lin fan, I see how you die!" Gong Ziheng roared, and the breath of reincarnation filled the air. He was like the incarnation of the Lord of reincarnation, who wanted to send all sentient beings to reincarnate.


    Lin Fan didn''t say a word. The lightning Rune swayed in his eyes, which could make him break through all vanity. Suddenly he smiled. He had seen the real grinding disc and six ancient roads. If there was reincarnation, it would be.


    The sword technique used by Gong Ziheng is nothing but an illusion, which blinds people''s perception and spirits, and is deeply trapped in it.


    "Broken!"


    Lin Fan drank coldly, the glow disappeared, the breath of reincarnation dissipated, and the hot sun in the sky shone on the earth.


    "Wow..."


    The stunt was broken and Gong Ziheng vomited blood!


    Lin fan is right. Everything is just an illusion. It is a dreamland built with his spirit. Now Lin fan is broken by violence. He is implicated and the spirit is injured.


    Watching Gong Ziheng coughing blood, the onlookers didn''t know why, but it didn''t prevent them from shouting unbelievably.


    They have seen Gong Ziheng fight with people more than once. Usually, three swords are used, and the enemies are defeated!


    How come the three swords have already come out, but they spit blood in their own mouth?


    "This is your samsara three swords?" Lin Fan despised.


    "Lin fan! Don''t be arrogant!" Gong Ziheng shouted, "yellow spring strength!"


    Boom!


    It''s like a surging yellow spring washing from the void. Everything along the way will decay. Only this yellow spring is eternal.


    Above the void, a yellow spring winds, if it is a yellow brown black dragon, it is too terrible.


    But Lin Fan roared: "your moves are useless to me!"


    "Roar!"


    The long roar, like the sound of a dragon or the roar of a tiger, came out of Lin Fan''s mouth, rippling and rippling; The void was shattered.


    The yellow spring disappeared, and the decaying Qi machine disappeared.


    Lin Fan rushed by and picked up a halberd in his hand. A head flew up and was twisted in his hand.


    In the field, there was a headless corpse with combat power and blood three feet high in the neck. The corpse belonged to the once invincible Gong Ziheng!


    "Ah..."


    "What do I see! Gong Ziheng was beheaded?"


    "My God! What''s going on?"


    "Why did he lose?"


    "Is it the most terrible dream?"


    Many Tianjiao''s unbelievable screams. What''s going on? Why did Lin Fan cut Gong Ziheng easily?


    Lin Fan twisted Gong Ziheng''s head in his hand, and then he threw the bloody head directly to Dugu Chuan whose face was hard to see the extreme. The head hit his feet, and a few drops of fresh blood splashed on his face.