Who thinks Lin fan will win?
Not many people.
Just because the silver dragon saint is really too strong and has won more than one era.
When he roared heaven and earth, many emperors in both worlds had to be convinced, and few people could stop him.
Lin fan is very strong. He is still a demon on the great saint road.
Everyone knows.
Great saints also have different realms.
At this time, he did not really become a great saint.
According to the various Liezi who were almost lost in the long river of history, Lin Fan''s combat power limit at this time should be at the top of the holy emperor and under the emperor.
However, the silver dragon saint is not an ordinary emperor Saint at all. The accumulation is too deep.
They all looked at Lin Fan with ridicule and ridicule.
It seems arrogant to use this almost arrogant move to send out the phantom body for a war, but in fact, there is no limit to intelligence and care.
Even if this phantom body dies, it will not damage its reputation. There is no need to worry about life and death.
Good means.
Of course, everyone knows that this is the imperial skill of the Golden Dragon Emperor. It seems to be a phantom body, but it is not much lower than the Buddha at all.
"I want to die!"
The White Dragon Emperor is furious!
A thousand years before he became famous, he was famous in two circles.
But in the first war after living in seclusion for hundreds of years, I met such irony.
Just a younger generation, dare to send a phantom to fight him!
In a flash, he was just like others, with a mocking look in his eyes; Obviously, he also believes that Lin fan is just changing his way, stealing beams and pillars, trying his best to avoid the loss of reputation and the fear of death.
"Young generation, you are very intelligent. You are really good at means and planning, but I want to kill you." the silver dragon Saint said coldly.
Lin Fan glanced at him coldly: "you beat him first."
"After that?" the silver dragon Saint sneered.
"Say it when you win." Lin fan still said this.
"Hehe, to me, you and Yinsha are like ants. I can kill them with three swords. I just want to know whether you dare to fight if I kill Er Yinsha." the silver dragon Saint stood on the ancient challenge arena in the air, yuanyan Yuezhi, overlooking Lin fan.
"Well, if you can defeat him, I will come to kill you." Lin Fan opened his mouth with a cruel smile.
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn''t stop.
He didn''t want to fight at all. He didn''t want to offend the seventh session too hard.
But some people don''t stop.
Moreover, at this time, he even thought that it was ridiculous that he fought with Lin long because he was afraid of death and reputation damage.
"Well, that''s enough." the silver dragon Saint smiled.
At this time, Lin long still flew to the ancient challenge arena and was coldly watching the saint who caught the silver dragon.
The silver dragon Saint tut tut giggled: "young generation, your illusory body is very good. I don''t know what the true legend of the Golden Dragon Emperor is."
"Old dog, it''s noisy. Come on, I''ll kill you."
Lin long couldn''t stand it. For a long time, he was the only one in the original of all demons. No one dared to be presumptuous and shout in front of him.
As a result, today the silver dragon saint has been quacking, damn it.
"If you are a mere Taoist and dare to be presumptuous, if the three swords can''t kill your spirit, you should stop here."
The silver dragon Saint roared, and at this time, a silver sword appeared in his hand.
When the sword comes out, the wind and cloud move.
When the sword came out, there was a terrible dragon power. The dragon power was very ancient. It seemed to come from prehistory, and it seemed to spread down from the upper reaches of the long river of time.
"What an old dog! How dare you quench the sword with the remnant bones of ancient Tianlong? Aren''t you afraid that the Dragon families all over the world will kill your nine families?"
Lin long wants to split his eyes.
He really felt the breath of the ancestors of the dragon family, and came out of the silver sword, which made his dragon soul tremble and shake.
"Die!"
The silver dragon Saint did not answer, but directly cut it with a sword.
When the sword was cut out, there was a silver dragon swallowing endless sword Qi. The incarnation was ten thousand feet long, lifelike, and the scales were fine, reflecting the brilliance of the sky and the sun.
"Roar!"
The sound of the Dragon shook the sky and pierced the golden crack stone.
This is why the silver dragon saint is called the silver dragon saint. Every sword is killed by the silver dragon.
It is impossible to describe the horror of this sword. The so-called void collapse, void fragmentation and so on are too small to describe.
This sword makes all the strong saints despair, but the top saints can''t resist it at all.
"Get out!"
Lin long roared. He stepped forward and killed with one hand. Fang Tianyu appeared in front of his fist and went away with his fist.
The sky is hazy, dark and gloomy. There are stars emitting black light in the sky. The invisible field is diffuse, as if it can swallow the whole heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The silver dragon rushed into the sky. I don''t know how many stars it exploded. It wants to break the fist seal, break free and strangle the great enemy.
"How dare the glow of fireflies bloom?"
Lin Long''s face was a little ferocious. He still walked forward, spread out his hands and covered the star that imprisoned the silver dragon. Then, he gave a pinch of his hands!
There''s nothing left.
The stars.
The silver dragon.
Are lost between the palms and fingers.
"What?"
"How is that possible?"
"This is a blow from the holy one of the silver dragon. You can''t easily touch the holy capital of the emperor, but Lin Fan''s Taoist body is so understated?"
"What happened?"
"God, this is just Lin Fan''s Taoist body. How strong would he be if he had fought?"
Everyone was shocked.
I can''t believe my eyes.
If it were not for the crushed star, there were still black holes that had not recovered, they would doubt that it was an illusion.
"Junior! Ben Sheng underestimated you." the silver dragon saint''s face sank and he looked at Lin fan.
He knew he was wrong.
This young man is really a little strong.
"Old dog, aren''t you crazy about killing the Buddha with a sword?"
Of course, Lin Fan won''t pay attention.
Since Lin long came on stage, the silver dragon saint was a dead man to him.
However, he is not very satisfied with Lin Long''s performance.
When I felt the origin of the sword in the hands of the silver dragon saint, I acted a little too much, which is really difficult to explain.
Make him frown.
Fortunately, the battle was so fascinating that no one seemed to notice.
The silver dragon saint''s face was very cold.
He did say that.
But at this time, it was not done.
It''s a slap in the face for people like him.
"One sword doesn''t die, what about the two swords?" the silver dragon Saint smiled grimly.
Just like he said.
He is a swordsman; Since one sword can''t kill the enemy, two swords. If two swords can''t kill the enemy, three swords.
"You can''t. You''re old. You should enjoy your life."
Lin long strode forward, and the holy power that was different from ordinary saints filled the air like chaos.
This is da Shengwei.
This is the Holy Spirit.
All the strong saints feel fear and the holy soul is unstable. It seems that they are going to worship, the king and master of the holy.
The one who feels the most is, of course, the silver dragon saint.
At this time, he felt the deepest fear from the spirit, like a tiger meeting a black dragon.