The ancient bull is thousands of feet high. It is very fierce and frightening. It seems that it can easily trample on mountains and swallow the sun in one bite, but now it is dead.


    A young man suddenly came down from the void and pierced it with a heavy halberd. The blood on the challenge arena gathered into a stream and flowed down the steps. It was very charming.


    Everyone was shocked to see this scene. They couldn''t believe what was happening in front of them. Among the new disciples of the five holy places, an evil spirit known as the ranking flower finder was killed by a halberd nail?


    How strong is Lin fan?


    "Hehe, just three moves."


    A light laugh woke them up. For many years, Lin Fan''s eyes were full of fear and awe.


    If Lin fan had defeated Qinglin of the same rank in the past, because he had not witnessed it with his own eyes and was not enough to shock the world, what happened in front of him?


    Who dares to say that the bull is weak?


    In the challenge of the past few days, he really killed so that no one dared to fight in front of him. At the most brilliant time, a look scared away an evil man named and challenged by him, and it is said that the man is still having nightmares.


    We can see his power from these places, but even if he was strong, he was still killed by Lin Fan''s three moves!


    Lin Fan held his right hand falsely, and the long halberd poured from the bull''s celestial cover flew into his hand. The long halberd pointed obliquely and said, "is there anyone else in the holy land?"


    All the young disciples of Honghuang Holy Land retreated neatly and turned pale. They regretted why they targeted Yiyuan holy land a few days ago. Is it retribution now?


    "Boy, don''t be crazy. You must know that there are people outside and there are days outside!" the elder of the wasteland holy land who just spoke was fierce.


    Lin Fan sneered: "I remember the elder said that if I cut the bull in three moves, what will happen to you?"


    "Boy!" the old man in the Holy Land shrunk and shouted.


    Lin Fan''s voice was cold: "what''s the dog barking? That''s what you said. I didn''t even ask you. Are you still shouting in front of me?"


    "Now, I ask, do you dare to fight with me in your holy land?"


    No one dares to speak!


    How do you answer that? Even the strongest bull of this session died in Lin Fan''s hands. The outstanding disciples were killed in scattered places. There was a talent fault. Do you dare to fight?


    Lin Fan sneered: "since there is no one to fight in the wasteland holy land, then quit."


    "Boy, I''m the second highest score in this challenge. Why do you want us to withdraw?" the long honest man couldn''t help it. With such high points, the richest reward is in front of him. How can he give up willingly?


    "Hum!"


    Lin Fan Leng hum, then said: "I remember there are rules in the challenge. If there is no challenge in the holy land, it will be automatically regarded as abstention and all points will be cleared!"


    "Are the rules of the challenge set by your junior?" the elder shouted. How can he promise to quit the challenge?


    All the murders broke out: "then send someone out to die."


    Everyone in the holy land of the wasteland is extremely oppressed. Quit the game? Unwilling... They have paid countless disciples'' lives to win such a good position. How are they willing to give up.


    But what if you don''t give up?


    Send someone out to die?


    "I withdraw from this trial, and the points belong to the winner." finally, Xiong Kaishan made a decision.


    After saying this, Xiong Kaishan looked at Lin Fan: "it is said that you also have a place to enter the ancient curtain. I hope we will get along very happily there."


    This is the threat of red fruit!


    Moreover, it is a threat from a strong man who only steps into the soul refining realm.


    But Lin Fan didn''t care: "anytime."


    Xiong Kaishan''s killing machine flashed. After a cold hum, he led the people of the wasteland holy land away. Why are you still here?


    Be a giant panda?


    They finally understood the resentment and grievance when they jointly forced Yiyuan holy land away.


    Lin Fan looks at the desolate holy land far away, and his anger is a little flat. What about the one yuan holy land, no matter what he does!


    However, three disciples of Yaofeng died in the hands of the holy land, which made yaolao and others heartache in the south for a long time. He had to take revenge!


    "Who should be chosen next?" Lin Fan collected his thoughts and scanned the remaining three holy places with sharp eyes.


    Every time he glanced at the holy land, the holy land became nervous, and finally his eyes stopped at the holy land of holy stripe.


    "One yuan Holy Land Lin fan, willing to fight holy land of holy stripe."


    The clear voice said, but it changed the color of everyone in the holy land of holy stripe. Lin fan is so powerful, can anyone stop it?


    And at the same time


    "What? Lin fan is out of the pass?" yaolao suddenly stood up and listened to Yaotong''s report.


    "Yes, yes, Shizu, after Lin Changlao left the pass, he went directly to the place of challenge. One man swept the whole wasteland holy land and forced them to bow their heads and withdraw from the race!" Yao Tong also looked very excited, and his face flushed with excitement.


    Old Yao laughed: "I knew that as long as the boy woke up, we would have a good play!"


    "Ring the gathering bell for me quickly, and hand over all the disciples of my medicine peak to me. Go and shout for him and cheer for him!"


    Soon, Yaofeng''s unique work of gathering people to ring the bell was a masterpiece, and countless Yaofeng disciples gathered. At the notice of Yaotong, they first gave out a mountain of cheers, and then rushed towards the holy city.


    "What? When Lin Fan left the customs, he dragged his wounded body and wiped out a holy land?"


    "Is this true? How can I feel like I''m dreaming? How can someone be so powerful?"


    "My God, this must be true. Didn''t you see Yao Feng rush out like beating chicken blood?"


    "What are we waiting for? Let''s go together!"


    These discussions did not last long. A powerful voice resounded through the whole one yuan Holy Land: "Holy Land disciple Lin Fan Yang my holy land power and wash my holy land shame. Now he is willing to follow me and gather at the array gate for heroes."


    This voice corrected the name of the rumor just now. Everyone in the holy land was crazy. Both male and female disciples, new and old disciples rushed out together.


    Yiyuan holy land was forced to announce its withdrawal from the competition, which made them despair and shame, and what Lin Fan did was so inspiring!


    hero!


    This is the title given to Lin Fan by all the disciples of Yiyuan Holy Land years ago!


    And in the holy city challenge.


    "Senior brother, please give me some advice." Lin Fan''s attitude was gentle and he was no longer as awe inspiring as he was to the wasteland holy land, but the array pattern Holy Land disciple opposite him was still very nervous.


    "Lin fan, we need to arrange the array in advance to fight against people in the holy land of array patterns. You don''t know how to fight with array patterns?" said Qiao Meimei.


    Lin Fan frowns. He doesn''t understand the rule.


    Qiao Mei''s eyes were smiling and she was very optimistic about Lin fan. At the moment, she said, "why don''t you choose another holy land to fight."


    Lin Fan shook his head slightly: "I can wait for you to set up the array first. Does it mean that the battle must attack the array with the array?"


    Beauty Qiao was stunned: "of course not. You can choose to arrange the array yourself, others to break the array, or my holy land of holy stripe, you to break the array."


    Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "then please arrange the array, senior brother."