"Lin fan, don''t respond to him. Anyone you fight with except him may win, but against him, there is no victory!" old Yao drank anxiously.


    Qi Tian is also ugly. They urgently hope that Lin fan can improve his realm and strength so as to show stronger inheritance. Therefore, they have the ability to row the public discussion and give Lin fan the quota that should belong to Li Ao.


    But I didn''t expect to be targeted by the son of heaven after I came here!


    If Lin fan comes to an end, he will definitely be finished. He has worked hard to be let down!


    Emperor Sheng stood on the challenge arena and mocked: "tut Tut, Lin fan, it seems that you are really useless..."


    Lin Fan picked his sword eyebrow, gently broke away from the entanglement of old Yao and others, and strode to the challenge arena.


    "Really dare to come?" the son of victory showed a shocked expression.


    Lin Fan''s anger surged in his heart. He didn''t care how wild and rebellious the son of heaven was, but he couldn''t show his authority on him!


    "Dong!"


    Lin Fan stepped into the challenge arena and didn''t speak. He stamped his feet on the ground and stood up a long way above the height of Sheng Tianzi. He was like a roc spreading his wings and stayed in the air for a moment.


    Then he stepped on the cheek of the son of victory!


    The onlookers trembled, and Lin Fan was strong enough. Was this a counterattack against the arrogance of just winning the son of heaven?


    "Roar!"


    The son of heaven usually looks like a rich childe, but now he is like a human fierce beast. He is so angry that some people of his generation dare to use this humiliating move against him!


    His fist, two gray brown soul strength exercises, poured out like the Milky way, and collided with Lin Fan''s feet.


    "Bang!"


    The fists and feet collided, making a huge sound like a landslide and a crack in the ground. The rampant shock wave rippled the shield built by the array peak like a water wave.


    "I''ll catch you today, when I break your legs and kneel outside my residence!" the son of victory looked cold.


    Lin Fan was fearless and gradually approached, "really? You can''t!"


    The son of heaven''s face was cloudy: "if the son of Qinglin didn''t allow me to kill you, I would kill your spirit today!"


    Lin fan is more angry in his heart. Does he even have something to do with his great enemy?


    That''s good. Just pour your anger on the son of victory!


    "Slap you. Don''t think you can compete with me if you win a few waste materials. You''re far from it!"


    Sheng Tianzi was furious. A big foot board fell from the sky, as if to step him into the dust. How can he stand being proud like him?


    If Qinglin hadn''t repeatedly stressed that he shouldn''t kill Lin fan, he would have beheaded Lin fan today.


    So he will attack it and defeat Lin Fan with the most powerful offensive.


    "Buzz!"


    The void is trembling. That''s because the son of victory has moved, and his body has turned into a virtual shadow. With an unparalleled potential, he oppresses the unstable and broken space of the challenge arena.


    At the moment, everyone around the challenge arena was watching Lin Fan''s battle. When they saw that the son of victory turned into a virtual shadow and attacked and killed Lin fan, they were shocked.


    Just the body method can crush the void. How powerful cultivation is it to create such a terrible scene?


    As the son of victory said, only one slap was given, and his right hand was raised high, showing a gray halo.


    It''s gray and terrible. It''s like a slap that can smash a huge mountain.


    "My God, the son of heaven is furious. This is one of his unique skills - mintian palm!"


    "It''s the palm of this school. No wonder he dares to slap waste Lin fan!"


    Many people who are familiar with the means of defeating the emperor roar. This palm technique is the supreme martial skill that he made great achievements for the Holy Land and was given by the leader.


    Guan shansheng''s face is blue and purple. He is as strong as him. He was slapped half dead by this martial art. Until now, he will feel his back cool when he sees this martial art.


    Lin Fan didn''t move. He waited for the son of victory to rush towards him before he waved his right fist and met the gray palm and finger.


    "Pa!"


    The voice was loud and dull, and the sound of Ruyi thunder spread all over the holy land.


    The fist and palm blows produced ripples. The golden soul power was diffuse, and the power of gray martial arts was boiling, drowning the place where the two people exchanged blows.


    "Lin Fan was defeated and became a holy joke in the future. He was defeated by one hand."


    "The gray halo is like the sun in the dark night, with soul power overflowing. It is unparalleled terror, which is beyond human reach."


    Many people marvel.


    However, when the smoke and dust disappeared, everyone was stunned, tongue tied, and swallowed what they wanted to say.


    In the field, Lin Fan''s black battle clothes were bright and stood there calmly, but Sheng Tianzi''s ugly face staggered and regressed, his right palm was shaking, and a little blood drops fell on the ground.


    "How is this possible?"


    Guan shansheng was shocked. He couldn''t believe this scene. Lin Fa had the upper hand in the hard collision?


    The elders of each peak showed different colors. Of course, their colors showed that when Lin Fan punched, a golden lightning first hit the wrist of the son of victory, and then the fist collided with the terrible palm!


    The golden lightning that struck the wrist was so wonderful that it seemed to accurately peep through the weakness of the son of victory.


    The son of victory''s face is uncertain. How can it be so?


    He has used one of the strongest stunts and even suffered a dark loss?


    Most importantly, he felt that the strongest power of his mintian palm didn''t play at all, so he was interrupted by a golden lightning. The emptiness of a punch on the cotton made him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.


    "It seems that it''s really difficult for you to slap me." Lin Fan stood in place, his face flat, no joy or sorrow, and there was no pursuit at all.


    Sheng Tianzi''s face stiffened and his right hand shook. The soul power spread and stopped the bleeding in the palm: "you''re pretty good. Let me let go."


    Lin Fan sneered. The son of heaven is really arrogant. Now he thinks he is qualified to do his best?


    At the same time, Sheng Tianzi wiped his right hand on the Rune Ring and a folding fan appeared. As soon as the folding fan appeared, it was like a hurricane blowing on the challenge arena, blowing Lin Fan''s clothes and hair everywhere, and he dropped a trace of blue fog to protect Sheng Tianzi.


    "This is the soul treasure of the seventh grade of xuanjie, qingfan! It was originally the treasure in the hands of the son of Qinglin, but now how did it get into the hands of the son of Shengtian?"


    "Qingfan, it is said that it can sweep all enemies. It is also the top among the soul treasures!"


    Lin Fan changed color. As soon as the fan appeared, he felt like he was staring at countless sharp blades and his body wanted to crack.


    The son of heaven sneers. Will he win with this soul treasure? He just wanted to take it out to scare the other party. Seeing that Lin Fan''s face changed slightly, he rushed to kill again. He was merciless and showed all kinds of powerful killing skills.