"Regret?"


    Lin Fan laughed: "that doesn''t exist."


    "Good, you wait." the wing king was cold. He stepped into the city to choose the most outstanding blood.


    Of course, this does not mean his children, but his close relatives. In fact, he already has a candidate in his heart.


    Soon, three teenagers appeared in front of him.


    Wing Wang Duan sat on the throne with a gloomy face: "do you know why you are here?"


    "Uncle, just tell me."


    A young man spoke. He was wearing armor and his breath was cold and fierce, like a poisonous snake. It was very uncomfortable.


    The winged King nodded: "kill son, I want you to go and duel with others."


    The young man was called Qingsha. He lived in the border city since childhood. He could go to war with the army at the age of six or seven. He was strong with demons and had a strong heart to kill. At the age of 16, he killed tens of thousands of enemy troops alone.


    "Who to kill?" Qingsha opened his mouth, and there was a killing opportunity in his eyes.


    The wing king said, "no sword."


    "Scabbard free sword?" Qingsha''s eyes were boiling with the idea of war. With a clang, a sword came out of his eyes.


    "Yes," replied the winged king.


    "OK, I''ll kill him."


    Qingsha spoke without hesitation.


    He has long wanted to kill this famous Tianjiao. Now he has a chance.


    The wing King nodded: "if you kill him, I will reward you three cities, and you can be a pioneer when attacking and killing the royal family."


    to be sonorous!


    In his hands, the blood red long sword roared, the strong sense of war soared, pierced the roof, and the war sword jumped hundreds of feet into the sky!


    The wing king was very satisfied and then looked at the other two: "you all have enemies, can you dare to kill them?"


    "Dare!"


    The other two, a boy with a heavy hammer in his hand, with a huge nose ring and two pupils, were very strange. He tut sneered: "uncle, who are you going to kill?"


    The wing king thought, "your opponent is Chen Xuandong."


    "The waste?"


    The young man despised him. His name was Qinglin and took the meaning of Qingyun facing the sky. When he heard Chen Xuandong''s name, he despised it very much. Only because Chen Xuandong''s previous statement was not obvious, and only because Lin Fan was well known by everyone, he was known as the waste material through the back door.


    "Uncle, who is my opponent? Don''t be too weak, or I won''t be interesting to kill."


    The other is also highly motivated. He is Qinglin''s younger brother, named Qingxiao, but he looks the opposite, very beautiful.


    "Li Guang," said King Yi.


    "Another waste." Qingxiao was a little unhappy and felt that his opponent was too weak.


    "Don''t underestimate them, or they will suffer." the king frowned. "In fact, even now, I don''t think you can defeat them."


    "Don''t worry, uncle. It''s not difficult to kill them."


    The green killing machine is too strong. It''s like a god of killing. Directly pull out the war sword and go outside. You can''t wait to kill without a sword.


    "Wait!"


    The wing king said, "for insurance, I will seal the soul power as in your body by means, so that you can improve the cultivation of two small realms temporarily."


    "No!"


    Qingsha Leng hum: "you don''t need these means to kill him."


    He is very proud. How can he promise such a thing?


    The wing king looked at him and finally nodded: "you shouldn''t have to. I have confidence in you, but they must do so, just because I don''t want to lose face!"


    ……


    Lin Fan looked at Li Guang a little speechless: "is it necessary to be so excited?"


    Li Guang smiled with distant eyes: "at that time, I hated my incompetence and needed my brother to take my life."


    Wujian and others looked at Li Guang and were ready to comfort him, but Li Guang shook his head and refused, laughing: "from then on, I thought I would kill the Fanyi king one day. Today, it''s just a rehearsal."


    Lin Fan patted him on the shoulder: "it''s a brother, don''t say that."


    Li Guang nodded and smiled. Yes, brother, needless to say.


    But some hate, he remembers, some revenge, he will repay!


    Lin Fan and his party are waiting in the martial arts training ground. The martial arts training ground is very wide, thousands of feet around. It is a place for military training in the border city on weekdays. Now it has become a duel place.


    Before they waited long, the wing king and his party came. Lin Fan looked in his eyes and saw the three selected teenagers.


    Looked, smiled at Li Guang and asked, "who do you choose?"


    Wu Jian shrugged: "it doesn''t matter.


    Li Guang and others also signaled to come casually.


    The wing king came, his eyes were fierce and poisonous. He looked at Lin Fan: "ready?"


    Lin Fan smiled and nodded.


    "Unfortunately, you will lose three brothers soon." the wing King sneered.


    Really think he has no one in this line?


    "Keng!"


    The sound of a sword sounded, and a cold air filled the air. The temperature of the sky seemed to have decreased a lot. Qingsha stood up: "who has no sword? Get out and die!"


    The sword flash in Wujian''s eyes and step out. Then he pulled out his sword and pointed at Qingsha: "come to war!"


    Everyone''s expression changed. Unexpectedly, the two sides were directly at war at the moment of meeting. There was no warm-up at all. At the beginning, they had to fight to the death, like two lion kings meeting.


    "Sonorous!"


    "Sonorous!"


    There was no formal battle yet, but the sword Qi emitted by Wujian and Qingsha shattered everything around them, and deep sword marks appeared on the ground.


    That''s horrible!


    Some people are amazed. Both of them are true Kendo geniuses. Their breath is too fierce.


    "You can''t."


    Qingsha laughed, then looked at Lin Fan and licked his lips: "in fact, I want to cut you most."


    Lin Fan smiled and looked like a child: "you can''t. It''s estimated that in three years, you should be able to compare with me now."


    "Really? What if you are in the same territory?" Qingsha''s eyes are full of war, and he really wants to fight with Lin fan.


    "You will die." Lin Fan smiled, but his tone was very cold.


    "Shua!"


    A sword cut through the sky. It was only a foot long, but it looked like it was made of cold ice. It was extremely cold.


    This is the sword without vibration and cut out: "you talk a lot."


    Qingsha sneered. With a clang, he pulled out his sword and chopped the sword to him: "are you in such a hurry to ask for credit in front of your master?"


    Wujian didn''t speak. He just twisted the war sword and approached step by step. He didn''t like to talk much. He was always silent. If he didn''t like it, he would kill it directly.


    "You don''t deserve to use a sword." Qingsha sneered: "what is a sword? There is no heaven without me. If you are a sword, you worry too much and don''t deserve to hold a sword!"


    "Well said!"


    "Young general, kill this waste material! Let him know the power of my garrison boy!"


    "Kill him! A loser dares to talk in front of the general and kill him directly!"


    Soldiers were shouting. They were changing their guard. Now they arrived. They just saw this scene and were cheering for the murderous God in their hearts.


    Qingsha raised his palm slightly. With a gentle press, the voice of tens of thousands of soldiers stopped instantly.


    He chuckled: "I have heard your name for a long time and have been thinking of fighting with you."


    "Really? I''ve never heard of you."


    No sword, cold, coffin face, but this sentence is very hurtful.


    Sure enough, Qingsha''s face changed: "I''ll let you know who I am today!"