This scene suddenly changed the faces of all the people who just said that Lin fan would die and had been robbed.


    Hanshan''s body was divided equally, as if he had been cut off by Tiandao. His internal organs flowed all over the ground and covered the jade steps. It was bloody and cruel. All these show that Lin Fan won the fight just now.


    This made people such as the soul refining strongman in holy land of holy stripe and the soul refining strongman in yaoshengu suddenly sink!


    This is not only a matter of beating the face, but just now they have said everything from the bottom of their hearts one by one, showing the mentality of wanting to kill Lin fan. Now Lin fan is not dead, what should they do if they find them to settle?


    Shame, impatience and fear filled their hearts, making them panic and tremble.


    And the disciples of the holy land of the wasteland screamed one by one, as if their faith had collapsed.


    Even Hanshan, who walked that road and understood the legendary martial arts skills, was defeated by Lin Fan and was killed on the spot. What are they?


    Is it wrong to only refine the flesh in the holy land?


    Otherwise, how can Hanshan, who was praised by his ancestors, be killed? All contemporary people of the same generation have been killed?


    "Ah... How could it be! How could it be! Ah... I don''t believe it!"


    "Elder martial brother Hanshan, you have practiced the legendary marksmanship. You can lead your generation on that unique road, but you were robbed and killed and defeated by Lin fan?"


    "Is it really wrong to take the path supplemented by physical testimony and soul power?"


    They lost their spirits one by one, and their just high spirited spirit and atmosphere of pointing rivers and mountains disappeared, like walking corpses.


    Yao chuchen looked at Li Qingxuan and smiled bitterly. From then on, maybe the disciples of the generation of Honghuang holy land can''t afford to fight when they see Lin fan?


    Lin fan will become the God in the hearts of the generation of disciples of the Holy Land and a high mountain on their way forward. Is this an era when one person suppressed a holy land?


    Maybe.


    "Poof!"


    Lin Fan took another step backward, and another mouthful of blood splashed out.


    The fight just now is really dangerous. If his Rune eye is not limited by this strange place, he is really not sure whether he will win in the final fight.


    This makes him have a sense of urgency. Even if he has grown fast enough and his combat power has been improved more fiercely, he still can''t. There are still enemies in the world.


    This cold mountain is just the pioneer who set foot on the road in the legend of the holy land, which shows that more than one or two people set foot on that road. No one is sure whether this cold mountain can dominate it.


    The most important thing is that up to now, he doesn''t know that road or what it is.


    "I want to advance faster. I can only enter the soul refining realm and completely lead the same generation. At least I can be a little relieved if I enter the soul refining realm." Lin Fan warned himself in his heart that I can''t relax a little, otherwise it''s very dangerous.


    But soon, his eyes became sharp and the killing machine rose.


    He dragged the heavy halberd on the jade steps and clattered. He dragged the heavy halberd and forced it to the direction of yaoshengu.


    The strong soul refining man of yaoshengu, who was still kneeling on the ground, changed his face. Lin Fan really came to settle and forced him to kill him, like a soul seducing Luocha. Every step made him feel closer to death.


    "Lin... Lin Fan... What do you want?" his whole person was sealed on the ground by coercion, and he couldn''t even lift his head, but now he was still ''asking questions''. Of course, the fear in his tone couldn''t be hidden, and everyone heard it.


    "What do I want?" Lin Fan sneered. He continued to approach, and finally put the golden heavy halberd tip directly on the neck of the soul refining strong man.


    The halberd tip was close to the body, and the sharp killing machine contained but not released made the body distance of the soul refining strong man tremble: "Lin fan, don''t mess around, I''m the son of yaoshengu. Do you want to start two wars?"


    His voice and color were fierce, his heart tightened, his blood accelerated, and a feeling of dying made him scared to death.


    "Disorderly?" Lin Fan laughed: "just now, Hanshan rushed at me twice in a row, and I was forced to fight back, but what did you say?"


    Lin Fan''s eyes became colder and colder with his statement: "you forced me with great righteousness and public safety. There are only two ways left for me. The first is to retreat from the wrong opportunity, and the second is to lead the neck to be killed. After I fought with Hanshan, how happy I am, venting my happiness in my heart, and saying that I''m dead. So, what are you afraid of now? What are you trembling?"


    A group of people, no one dares to say more.


    Just now, only they know how they behave. Now that Lin fan has settled, can you blame Lin fan?


    If you get along in a transposition, you will certainly be like Lin fan.


    The strong soul refiner''s face is green and red. He is angry that a descendant far inferior to him is crossing his neck with a halberd tip. He is not angry that he is ashamed of his fear, but also afraid of death.


    "So... Now I''ll cut you, who dares to say more?" Lin Fan roared, and the heavy halberd was suddenly raised. When the heavy halberd fell, the Holy Son of an era would fall to the ground.


    "Wait a minute." Yao chuchen opened his mouth and prayed in his eyes: "Lin fan, can you spare senior brother for my face?"


    Her heart was trembling. If Lin Fan really killed this senior brother Ouyang, yaoshengu and Lin fan would be completely hostile in the future. How would she deal with herself at that time?


    Lin Fan''s action to chop down suddenly stopped. He took a look at the dust from the medicine, and then quickly looked away. His eyes were too hot and miserable for him to look at.


    "Younger martial sister, if you ask him to do anything, the big deal is to die." Ouyang was angry when he heard the medicine''s begging for mercy.


    "Want to die? I''ll help you!" Lin Fan''s eyes were suddenly cold, and his heavy halberd was quickly chopped down.


    "Ah..." Yao shouts bitterly.


    "I don''t want to die..." when life and death came, Ouyang cried.


    However, the heavy halberd didn''t hit his neck, but directly smashed the jade steps next to him.


    "You helped me once. I''ll spare you a horse this time. It''s even!" Lin Fan''s face was cold and couldn''t do it after all.


    Ouyang''s eyes were sweating. It turned out that the taste of death was so terrible?


    But soon, his eyes were cold, and he was scared to cry?


    Unforgivable. This disgrace can only be washed away by beheading Lin fan.


    Lin Fan took a cold look at Ouyang and turned to the holy land of holy stripe.


    The strong soul refining man on the holy land of holy stripe suddenly turned pale. Lin Fan didn''t kill Ouyang just now. Can he avoid it?


    He was not sure. Lin Fan walked in step by step. If the thunder struck his heart, he felt suffocating, as if he was about to die.


    When Lin Fan was three feet away from him, he suddenly shouted, "I also stopped a group of people for you. Do you want to bite the hand that feeds you?"


    He is equally vigorous and has the shameless act of carrying kindness to repay people.


    This makes many people despise.


    But at last, Lin fan stopped, and the heavy halberd pointed obliquely at his head: "well, the gratitude and hatred will come from now on!"


    "Good! The enmity is over!"


    The soul refining strong man repeated, but in his heart, he will kill Lin Fan and be ashamed!