Lin Fan didn''t answer, so he didn''t bother to answer.
In a way, they are really too similar to Yin Ming. They are used to and good at living by themselves, the most arrogant and conceited.
What you think you can''t do, no one in the world can do it.
When you meet this kind of thing, don''t pay attention, just do it, and slap them in the face with cruel facts.
"Didn''t you hear me talking to you?"
Fengdu opened his mouth coldly and said with sarcasm, "would you rather die in the dead tower than fight with the Buddha?"
When Lin Fan entered the futu tower, he never stopped because of Fengdu''s words, even half a step, or replied in a few words.
"Hateful!"
Everyone is angry!
Who is he?
The first demon in the Holy Land!
Who dares to ignore him like this in the whole holy land?
Of course, the holy land here is the first. It''s just his self styled.
"Alas... Unfortunately, it''s hard to meet an opponent who makes me itch. As a result, I will die miserably and have no chance of a war." he whispered, and then the illusion disappeared.
Lin fan has been in the futu tower, directly to the eighth floor, standing in front of the bronze ladder for a long time. He is adjusting his mind.
He has an intuition that this war will be his most difficult and dangerous one, and he can''t spend it easily. Of course, he also has an intuition that he will change to a certain extent after he gets out of it.
With the sound of footsteps, he stepped on the bronze ladder and circled 3000 ways. At the end of the ladder, there was a huge square, which was as big as three or five football fields.
The bright hall is different from the darkness of other challenge arenas. It''s like day here.
The open square seemed to be illuminated by the scorching sun, but the brilliance of the scorching sun on the sky was taken away by the thin figure sitting with a pestle knife.
This man has no vital qi. He is like a corpse that has died for hundreds of millions of years. His battle clothes made of gold silk and starry sky are yellow.
You know, the golden silk in the starry sky is as white as snow. Even if it has been eroded for thousands of years, it can keep its color unchanged.
Lin Fan frowned.
The thin figure sat obliquely, with his palm on his forehead, as if he were meditating, while his other hand clung to the handle of the tiger''s head, as if he were meeting the enemy.
"Click, click."
Just as Lin Fan took three steps forward, the friction of the joints began.
The body was stiff like a dried corpse, and the head turned to Lin fan. Suddenly, the head turned out to be a skeleton. The two huge eyes were black holes. You can see that it should be the soul sea, beating like a ghost fire.
"Keng."
The sound of the tiger head Sabre is like the beating of a war drum or the cutting of a sky sabre.
"Whew!"
A bright blade suddenly appeared from the blade and cut through the open square. Mud dragons rushed to Lin Fan along the cut cracks to divide him.
Lin Fan twisted his waist and punched three feet under his feet, rumbling
An abyss appeared, and all the cracks and mud dragons killed were swallowed up by the abyss.
Look dignified.
This is definitely a great saint. Although it is only a short fight, Lin fan has been solemn about his terrible strength.
At the beginning of the fight, it was an amazing battle, which was more dangerous and eye-catching than the general emperor level battle.
Gradually, Lin Fan''s expression changed!
He felt different skills and ways!
The sharp edge cut by the tiger''s head knife in the withered thin figure''s hand is not as fierce and powerful as everyone who uses the knife in the world. The knife''s awn startles the world.
But extremely introverted and condensed. All the power is condensed in the very thin blade, and the blade of each blade is only three inches long, but the power is more powerful.
Only when you collide with the enemy, all the power contained and condensed in the blade will suddenly burst out, and the lethality will increase many times.
Therefore, Lin fancai was in danger more than once.
Like the battle long ago, it is more direct; It is quite different from the momentum and brilliance that contemporary people still pay attention to in the pursuit of power.
"This is very similar to Tianlei jipao."
Lin Fan whispered that he really felt this way.
And slowly trying to change some techniques, really received a miraculous effect.
The battle was so hard that Lin Fan forgot how many times he was almost killed by this thin shadow because of fatigue.
Outside the barren grave.
Qifeng''s eyes were gloomy. He stared at an emperor: "when my family''s son-in-law didn''t leave the wasteland grave, who dares to enter the emperor''s level will die."
"Brother Qifeng is worried. I won''t enter. I''m just waiting for some good news here. I''ll bring the promised reward." the emperor smiled.
Qifeng''s eyes are sharp in the lunar calendar.
He naturally knew why the good news and rewards in the emperor''s mouth began.
"You are destined to be disappointed." Qifeng is gloomy.
"Really? Wait and see." the emperor glanced at the seven phoenixes and looked at a pro emperor behind him: "go, go and find opportunities, cut the enemy and Mingzhi, step out of his invincible road and go out of his own imperial road."
"Hiss..."
The emperor sucked the cold air: "brother Mo, is this the demon hidden by the noble?"
The emperor, known as brother Mo, nodded modestly and said, "it''s still a weapon. I let him out for trial not long ago, and the results are OK."
"It''s amazing." the emperor''s eyes are full of light: "although it''s near the emperor, it''s about to refine the emperor''s fruit. With emperor level strength, is it the one who kills the emperor?"
Brother Mo smiled: "three of the great evils on the list were killed one night. His hands are better than mine."
This sentence is frightening!
The list of great evils is about the list of villains in the underground world. There are only 30 people at the lowest level of emperor level, but they were beheaded three by the boy whose name is unknown for the time being.
"Hehe, of course, I fought with Fengdu, but I only lost three moves." brother Mo pretended to be reserved, but his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles. Obviously, he was too satisfied with the demon in the family.
A group of people were shocked.
"Go ahead, there is a floating slaughter tower. In the last thousand years, the strongest one just broke through the seventh floor. I hope you can kill directly to the eighth floor." brother Mo opened his mouth to the evil spirit behind him.
When the demon left and jumped into the wasteland grave, he could only see a cold side face like a knife.
In the futu tower.
"Thank you."
Lin Fan looked at the thin body shadow that was finally killed in two by himself, and sincerely thanked him.
This war is really hard. It is full of accidents and flukes.
The most important thing is that he understands a lot of things. Skills and methods are killing skills. He doesn''t need any unnecessary fancy. He should abandon those gorgeous things and only pay attention to lethality.
He was sure that although he had never realized any skills and methods, his cultivation level had not been improved.
But in terms of combat power, it must be stronger. All moves have been well tempered and changed greatly in the three days of fighting.
The bronze stairs on the ninth floor were showing. Lin Fan frowned. He didn''t go forward, but turned back.
What he didn''t know was that at the moment he turned around, in the thin and withered shadow that had been killed by him, the ghost fire was lit again, and a ray of faint light came to it. Lin fan, who felt so high, had no reaction at all.