Lin Fan''s voice was very low, but many big people still heard it and looked at Lin Fan in surprise.


    If you want to have such an obvious and accurate judgment on a war situation, there is only one possibility, that is, Lin fan is far more than the two fighting.


    But is that possible?


    Is it true that Qingshan is not Lin Fan''s opponent?


    The big man in the sword Saint palace looked at Lin Fan indifferently, and one sneered: "since you are so strong, you can judge the war situation, why don''t you end the war?"


    Lin Fan blinked: "I''m not from this endless sea. Why should I fight?"


    Another humanitarian: "then what are you qualified to judge?"


    Lin Fan spread his hand, but saw that Wujian stood up for a moment and said coldly, "my brother is qualified to judge the war situation. It''s you. You''re just the head of the subordinate forces in my sword holy palace. You''re qualified to talk to my brother?"


    The strong man looked at Wujian with an ugly face, but he saw the green shirt that cut off the strong man''s right arm turn back coldly. The tip of the sword pointed to Lin Fan''s eyebrows and said, "why don''t you fight with me?"


    Lin Fan''s eyes were slightly cold, and his heart almost broke out uncontrollably. He stood up with the electric arc crackling on his body, but he heard Wujian hurriedly say, "brother Lin, you forgot to promise me?"


    Lin Fan''s killing machine suddenly bloomed to the extreme, scattered the clouds in the sky, pointed to his green shirt and said, "what''s arrogant? If it''s not for something, kill you, at most ten moves."


    Qingshan suddenly took a step forward: "then there will be a war“


    Lin Fan looked at Xiang Wujian and said, "I can''t help killing people."


    No sword shook his head.


    "Funny, if you really have the courage, you should come out and fight with the green shirt adult, sing a song and make peace, don''t feel ashamed and tasteless?" the leader despised by the sword mocked and opened his mouth.


    "Hum, who can''t talk big? I still think I can cut off the scorching sun on the sky with one sword and kill Lord Qingshan within ten moves? Why don''t you say you can kill God?" a strong man in the sword Saint palace sneered.


    He stared at Lin Fan one by one with strong teasing and mocking eyes, and the rest of the strong in the endless sea were also ridiculed one by one.


    Qingshan, who''s that?


    It''s a myth. It''s synonymous with the invincibility of the same generation.


    It''s a big joke that Lin Fan dares to say ten moves to kill him.


    Qingshan looked at everything indifferently, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. That was the range of ridicule. For many years, no one dared to be so arrogant in front of him, smiling: "brother, just let him fight, I won''t kill him."


    Wujian looked at Qingshan coldly: "I''m afraid if I speak, you''ll die."


    "Oh? Really? I''m looking forward to it. I''ve been invincible for many years and want to try the taste of failure." Qingshan smiled, very bright and brilliant.


    At this time, there was a constant sound of breaking the air. Too many young strong men with strong breath came. They were all strong men on the golden list. They had a towering head and bearing. As soon as they arrived here, they saluted the Xuannv and the palace master together, and then turned back one by one and stared at the huge ship in Moco area.


    The two worlds hate Taisen deeply, and there are amazing wars between the young and strong from time to time. When you come here, you don''t have to say anything more. You know what happened.


    When the people looked at Lin Fan and Qingshan, who were facing each other, someone sneered and said, "Oh, who is so ignorant of life and death that he dared to face off with Qingshan. Come and tell me his name. Let me see which mole ant and cockroach it is."


    This is a young man in blood robes, ranking No. 8 in the gold list.


    Qingshan glanced at the blood robed boy: "he is Lin fan."


    "Lin fan?" the young man in the blood robe frowned, and someone added next to him, "it''s Lin fan."


    The young man in the blood robe laughed: "just now, I came out of the pass. I heard Lin Zun''s reputation. I really want to compare..."


    Before he finished the contest, Lin fan had already punched out.


    The fist seal rumbled and moved, as if it resonated with the heaven and earth. The whole heaven and earth trembled. This is Yu fist, as if a universe was condensed in the fist seal.


    Everyone looked at Lin Fan in shock. How arrogant was he that killed his opponent without saying a word?


    The blood robed boy screamed and roared. Is Lin Fan looking down on him?


    How dare you hit him directly like this.


    The most important thing is that Lin fan stopped after a blow, as if this blow could kill him. He was so angry that he really thought he was the eighth in the gold list?


    The Ghost Head broadsword appears in his hand. When it comes out, it looks like hell opens the gate and ten thousand ghosts roar.


    But it was useless. The fist seal killed everything. All demons and monsters were killed in the town. With a roar, the devil''s head big knife was blown to pieces by the fist seal. After the blood robe boy screamed, he was directly blasted into dust in mid air. There was nothing left.


    Lin Fan glanced indifferently. He only felt that the anger in his heart that soared so fast that he was about to explode dissipated at last. He proudly said, "anyone who wants to compete with me can do it, but if you want to think clearly first, I will always kill."


    A word of wind and thunder, all looked at Lin Fan silently.


    Who else dares to fight?


    Wuji, who was the second in the gold list, was directly accepted by Lin Fan as a bodyguard or servant. The top demon, who was the eighth in the gold list, was directly smashed into slag with one punch.


    Who else can fight?


    In the same generation, no one deserves to fight Lin Fan except Qingshan.


    I''m so oppressed. This is just a visitor from a barbarian land. He can push the strong in the endless sea. If there were no green shirts, their faces in the world would be lost.


    "Anyone who wants to compete with you can?" Qingshan smiled coldly and said, "should I fight with you?"


    "Roar!"


    Lin Fan''s violent roar!


    I couldn''t help it. I wanted to fight and fight. As a result, no sword stopped him. I didn''t say a word, but just looked into his eyes.


    The killing machine gradually returned, but the anger in my heart could not stop rising. Even the bright golden lightning seemed to have a black awn.


    "Waste, since you said that anyone can fight with you, then fight with Lord Qingshan."


    "That is, bullying the soft and fearing the hard. With such a mind, how to climb the avenue? After all, it''s just a waste of being strong for a while, not pushing for a lifetime!"


    Too many people ridicule, too many people ridicule.


    Qingshan smiled coldly and was very complacent.


    Lin Fan didn''t dare to invite him to fight several times in a row. It seems that Lin Fan won''t fight with himself without a sword.


    But of course these are fake.


    He knows too well the hatred between his useless brother and him.


    I must wish he died early.


    Now, since we stop Lin Fan and don''t allow Lin fan to fight with himself, it only means that Lin fan is not his opponent at all.


    The murderous thoughts spread all over the sky, which made many contemporaries feel uncomfortable to breathe. Lin Fan wanted to be angry, but she listened to Xuannv''s helpless way: "even if you want to be angry, don''t take the strong in the endless sea as a vent? There are many strong in the huge ship of Moco region."


    "Kill!"


    Lin Fan was furious, and a heavy halberd appeared in his hand. Thousands of figures grew up. He killed the huge ship alone.