"Buzzing!"
Zhan Jian trembled and was shaking at the highest frequency. Mo Yao''s face changed dramatically!
This scene, how familiar, as if the moment before he was almost cut off, is it the same?
Other faces also showed different colors. This scene seemed like deja vu.
"Steady!"
Mo Yao roared and thought maybe he wasn''t polite enough?
He used his whole body cultivation. He held the war sword tightly with both hands. The left hand holding the blade shot blood, but the war sword was really put across his chest. He raised the war sword to the top of his head and knelt on one knee. He said in a loud voice: "please show mercy to the younger generation and follow me!"
"Boom!"
The soldier soul broke out. In fact, it is very annoying now. It feels that it just wants to eat a garbage sword. How can someone stop it again and again?
In an instant, the sword seemed to be divided into three. Two cold and glittering swords appeared, shaking long, and the killing machine on the sword tip condensed into points.
Mo Yao''s face changed greatly, but he still didn''t let go. The more wonderful the sword is, the more excellent it is. How can he let it go?
He kowtowed and worshipped sincerely.
But it''s no use. Kill him with two swords!
"Roar!!"
Mo Yao roared. The chance against the sky was in front of him, but he couldn''t hold it!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two blood splashed three feet high from his shoulders, and he had to let go.
Lin fan is a little sorry. Why do you let the goods go so fast?
Why not carry it like the original death?
If he''s carrying it to death, maybe the soldier''s soul will really kill him. That''s great!
Of course, from two consecutive events, he also saw the rebellious place of the soldier''s soul. It seemed that he could really control all the soldiers, understand illusion and know the method of attack and kill, just like people. Maybe the soldier''s soul was not as simple as he thought.
"I don''t want to!"
Moyao roars up to the sky!
He didn''t believe it. He was worse than Lin Fan and couldn''t get the chance!
This gap is too big!
It''s no use worshipping sincerely and paying homage. You can''t hold a stable sword, but what about Lin fan?
Without doing the same, zhanjian will return to his position independently, as if he had recognized him as the Lord!
Is it true that he can''t compare with Lin fan?
He doesn''t believe it!
Smile in other people''s eyes!
Very good. Mo Yao is dead. Does it mean that the opportunity to wait for others is coming?
"Roar!"
Mo Yao roared like a beast, and his martial spirits were transformed. It was a tiger with three heads and a pair of huge bones and wings. It was very ferocious and ferocious!
He came forward and wanted to hold the sword in his hand again.
Lin Fan''s eyes flashed. He hoped it would shine and hold it tight.
Joo!
Joo!
Joo!
The sword went crazy and cut a huge cross obliquely in the void. The cross was extremely dark and composed of a sword, which seemed to break the world.
As soon as Mo Yao''s face changed, he was unwilling to roar and tried his best to resist, but it was still useless. The martial soul behind him was directly destroyed by the sword, making him spit blood.
Qinglin''s eyes are shining!
Since Mo Yao can''t get it, he can get the moon first. Maybe this opportunity and should be his own!
"Senior brother moyao, since you can''t get it, I''ll try it!"
He hurriedly said that, without waiting for Mo Yao to respond, he rushed up, fell on his knees and kowtowed one after another: "I don''t know if I am Qinglin, who is qualified to hold a divine army to run across the world!"
But where could Zhan Jian respond to him?
It''s just a low-level sword. It''s all because of the soldier soul in Lin Fan''s spirit.
Therefore, Qinglin was also attacked. He thought zhanjian didn''t respond and recognized him. Therefore, he moved forward, stretched out his hand, took a deep breath and held the handle of the sword!
Lin Fan could clearly feel that the soldier soul among the gods was out of anger and finally broke away from moyao''s control. How could another person come?
So he did it directly. Without waiting for Qinglin to be happy, he cut out countless swords. Qinglin hurriedly retreated, and countless ferocious sword marks appeared on his chest. If he hadn''t retreated quickly, he might have been broken!
Qinglin, fail again, everyone calm down!
This divine sword is really strong and beyond expectation, but not everyone can try it. Otherwise, if you don''t get the treasure, you will hurt yourself, and there will be a crisis of life and death.
The sword trembled, and the clear sound of the sword sounded. Then it flew away. Lin Fan stretched out his hand and started with the sword.
Lin Fan looked at the crowd with a smile: "it seems that you can''t take the sword. Of course, if anyone still wants to try, I didn''t say, but you are conceited about life and death."
People''s eyes changed again and again. After comparing the gap between zibi and Qinglin and moyao for a long time, they felt that they really didn''t differ much from these two people.
Whether it''s cultivation, talent, identity, etc., it seems to be almost the same. If you get the sword, is it another farce?
At that time, if you can''t hold a stable sword, you''ll really make a big joke!
They also saw that the war sword was obviously treated differently. Looking at Lin Fan twisting the war sword like a waste material, Qinglin and moyao felt that their cheeks were bitten sour. The most important thing is to beat their faces!
Their eyes are higher than the top. Even if Lin Fan behaves against the sky, they don''t pay attention to it. Even if Qinglin is beaten by Lin Fan in different ways, he doesn''t really recognize Lin Fan in his heart.
Because he is really much better than Lin fan. Who will fight with you on the battlefield?
But now, he really began to comment on the gap between himself and Lin fan!
If you are better than Lin fan, this war sword, so choose Lin fan instead of yourself?
There is nothing worse than a waste that he has never put in his eyes. Suddenly, it is proved by real evidence that people have dumped themselves for a few blocks.
Lin Fan smiled: "really no one wants it? Maybe the kowtow between senior brother moyao and senior brother Qinglin just now is not enough, or the attitude is not sincere enough. If you hold a war sword and kowtow a thousand times, maybe the divine soldiers are moved and choose the Lord again."
Other people look strange. Is this boy trying to persuade others or beating his face?
In fact, they also want to laugh. The performance of Qinglin and moyao just now seems really ridiculous!
And Qiangqiang forced the war sword from Lin fan, then kowtowed, knelt down and worshipped everything, but the war sword still flew away and embarrassed them.
Now it seems that they are clowns.
Mo Yao and Qing Lin, their faces are ugly!
Now, what can they say?
And this face to force Lin fan?
Lin Fan raised his sword and said, "are you sure you won''t try again?"
Mo Yao and Qinglin look even worse!
Qinglin Leng hum: "it''s just a war sword. It''s worth your arrogance?"
Lin Fan blinked: "I thought the sword was rubbish, but I saw the two senior brothers competing like this, so I learned it was treasure."
The others laughed. It''s stupid not to do it!
It seems that the war sword really recognizes the master Lin fan. They also know some legends. After some soldiers recognize the master, even if the master dies, they will not choose another master. Therefore, the war sword is just a joke.
Suddenly Lin Fan looked strange, because the sword he held in his hand was gone!
In the sea of his divine soul, the war sword appeared. At the moment when he first appeared, the soldier''s soul jumped up and swallowed the war sword!
Others don''t know what''s fishy, but look at Lin Fan with envy!
Sure enough, it''s a supernatural weapon against the sky. It can hide itself. It''s so mysterious and envious.