Twin martial arts

This scene made all the people who had just said firm and thought that Lin Fan must die and had been robbed suddenly changed their expressions.

Han Shan's body was divided equally, as if he had been cut by a heavenly knife, his internal organs flowed all over the ground, covering the jade steps, bloody and cruel, all these showed that Lin Fan had won the fight just now.

This made the complexions of the soul-refining masters of the Spirit Pattern Holy Land and the Yaoshen Valley's soul-refining masters suddenly sink!

This is not just a matter of slapping faces, but, just now they have spoken out all the things in their hearts, revealing the mentality of wanting to kill Lin Fan. Now that Lin Fan is not dead, what should they do if they ask them to settle the case? ?

Shyness and fear filled their hearts, making them panic and tremble.

And all the disciples in the Great Desolate Holy Land screamed miserably, as if their faith had collapsed.

Even Han Shan, who walked that road and learned the legendary martial arts, couldn't defeat Lin Fan and was killed on the spot, so what are they?

Could it be that the way of only tempering the body in the prehistoric holy land is wrong?

Otherwise, how could even Han Shan, who was praised by the ancestors, kill all the people of the same generation?

"Oh, how could it be! How could it be! Oh, I don't believe it!"

"Senior Brother Han Shan, you have the legendary marksmanship, you walked that unique path, you can lead your generation, but you also suffered a robbery and died in Lin Fan's hands?"

"Is it really wrong to use the physical body to prove the Tao and the soul power as a supplement?"

They lost their souls one by one, their high spirits and spirit of pointing the country just now all disappeared, like walking corpses.

After Yao Chuchen and Li Qingxuan looked at each other, they both smiled wryly. From then on, maybe the disciples of the generation of the Great Desolate Holy Land would not even have the slightest fighting spirit when they saw Lin Fan?

Lin Fan will become the god in the hearts of the disciples of the prehistoric holy land, and become a mountain on their way forward. Is this a certain era when one person suppressed a holy land?

Maybe count.

"puff!"

Lin Fan took another step back, and another mouthful of blood spattered out.

The fight just now was really dangerous. If it wasn't for his rune eyes not being restricted by this strange place, he really wasn't sure whether he would win in the final fight.

This gave him a sense of urgency. Even though he had grown fast enough and his combat power had improved even more, he still couldn't do it. There were still enemies in this world.

This Han Shan is just a pioneer who set foot on the legendary road in the prehistoric holy land, which means that there are more than one or two people who have set foot on that road. No one can be sure whether this Han Shan can rule the roost.

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

"I want to advance faster. Only when I enter the Soul Refining Realm and I am completely ahead of my peers. At least I have to enter the Soul Refining Realm to be at ease." Lin Fan warned himself in his heart not to relax a little, otherwise it would be very dangerous .

But soon, his eyes became sharper, and his murderous intent rose.

He dragged the heavy halberd in his hand on the jade steps, rattling, he dragged the heavy halberd towards the direction of Medicine God Valley.

Still kneeling on the ground, the soul-refining expert of the Medicine God Valley changed his expression greatly. This Lin Fan really came to settle his case and came to him, like a Rakshasa who seduced the soul. Every step he took made him feel like he was One step closer to death.

"Lin Linfan, what do you want?" His whole body was suppressed by the coercion on the ground, and he couldn't even raise his head, but now, he was still 'asking'. Of course, the fear in his tone Can't hide it at all, everyone heard it.

"What do I want?" Lin Fan sneered, he continued to approach, and finally put the golden halberd tip directly on the neck of the soul refiner.

The tip of the halberd approached the body, and the sharp killing intent contained but not let go made the body of the soul-refining expert tremble from a distance: "Lin Fan, don't mess around, I am the Holy Son of the Medicine God Valley, do you want to start a big war between the two? ?”

He spoke harshly, his heart clenched, his blood accelerated, and a feeling of imminent death made him feel so frightened that he was about to die.

"Reckless?" Lin Fan laughed: "Just now, Han Shan charged me twice in a row, and I was forced to fight back, but what did you say?"

Lin Fan's eyes became more and more cold as he said: "You forced me with righteousness and the safety of everyone, leaving me with only two paths, the first is to retreat and miss the opportunity, the second is to lead the neck to be slaughtered, and finally, After I fought with Han Shan, what a joy to vent my joy in my heart, bluntly saying that it is good for me to die, so what are you afraid of now? What are you trembling for?"

A group of people, no one dared to say a word.

How they behaved just now, only they themselves know, now that Lin Fan came to liquidate, can they blame Lin Fan?

If they get along differently, they will definitely be like Lin Fan.

The complexion of the soul-refining expert was blue and red, and there was anger at having a halberd pointed across his neck by a junior who was far inferior to him, there was resentment that he felt ashamed because he was afraid, and there was also the fear of imminent death.

"So now that I'm beheading you, who dares to say more?" Lin Fan roared, and suddenly raised the heavy halberd, and when the heavy halberd fell, the head of this holy son who had been rampant for an era fell to the ground.

"Wait a minute." Yao Chuchen said, with a pleading look in his eyes: "Lin Fan, can you please forgive me once for my sake?"

Her heart was trembling. If Lin Fan really killed Senior Brother Ouyang, Medicine God Valley and Lin Fan would be completely hostile in the future. How would she deal with herself then?

Lin Fan's movement that was about to strike suddenly stopped, he took a look at Yao Chuchen, and then quickly looked away, the eyes were too hot and miserable, he didn't dare to look at them.

"Junior Sister, what do you beg him for? The worst thing is to die." Ouyang burst into anger when he heard Yao Chuchen's begging for mercy.

"Want to die? I'll help you!" Lin Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the heavy halberd he raised swiftly struck down.

"Ah" Yao Chuchen yelled mournfully.

"I don't want to die!" Ouyang cried as his life and death were approaching.

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

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

Ouyang's eyes were dripping with sweat. It turned out that the taste of death is so terrifying?

But soon, his eyes turned cold, and he was so frightened that he cried just now?

Unforgivable, this kind of shame can only be washed away by beheading Lin Fan.

Lin Fan cast a cold glance at Ouyang, then turned and walked towards the Holy Land of Spirit Patterns.

The soul refiner on the side of the Spirit Pattern Holy Land suddenly turned pale. Lin Fan didn't kill Ouyang just now, can he avoid it?

He wasn't sure, Lin Fan walked in step by step, the sound of his footsteps was like thunder hitting his heart, making him feel suffocated, as if he was about to die.

When Lin Fan was still three feet away from him, he suddenly shouted: "I also stopped a group of people for you, do you want to avenge your kindness now?"

He is also stern, and has shameless behaviors of repaying favors.

This makes many people despise.

But in the end, Lin Fan stopped in his tracks, pointed his heavy halberd obliquely at his head: "Okay, the grudge is over!"

"Okay! Enmity is over!"

The soul refiner repeated, but in his heart, he must kill Lin Fan to avenge his shame!