Lin Fanxue Qianrou

Five gigantic challenge arenas stand tall, belonging to the five holy places respectively. Except for the middle one, on the other four arenas, there are Tianjiao competing with all their strength, shouting and killing loudly.

And the empty ring in the middle belongs to the One Yuan Holy Land, and the empty ring seems to represent the shame of the One Yuan Holy Land, standing there lonely, very deserted.

"tread"

"tread"

Footsteps sounded, and some people looked at the support office in surprise, showing suspicion, because they saw a young man with stiff feet and wearing the costume of the Son of the Holy Land of One Yuan, limping slowly approaching the ring that belonged to the Holy Land of One Yuan .

"Who is he?"

Someone frowned and asked, this is a challenge competition, why is a disabled person here?Embarrassed?

"Lin Fan!" Li Qingxuan's beautiful eyes were tightly wrinkled. Is this boy useless?

That high-spirited young man who dared to show his sword even in the face of the most stern and ferocious Qiao Meiren, is actually lame?

"What? He is Lin Fan?"

"Hahaha, this is Lin Fan who is regarded by the Holy Land of One Yuan as the hope for a comeback?"

"Cripple? Is it not enough for him to dislike the embarrassment of the One Yuan Holy Land?"

A lot of laughter rang out unscrupulously, because Lin Fan's condition is indeed very bad now, his leg is limping, and his hand seems to be broken.

Lin Fan frowned, it was really inconvenient to move, it seemed that he had to finish his transformation quickly, otherwise it would be really bad to be seen with the same eyes.

Finally, when he reached the center of the ring, Lin Fan stood still, ignoring the ridicule, showing a ray of smile, looking at the position of the Great Desolate Holy Land, and said, "Lin Fan, the new disciple of the One Yuan Holy Land, is willing to fight against the Great Desolate Holy Land."

"Hahaha, you want to challenge me to the Great Desolate Holy Land? Why bother, I'll send you to the west." Man Niu laughed loudly, pointed at Lin Fan, and really moved, wanting to come down from the arena dedicated to the Great Desolate Holy Land , to go to the challenge arena of the One Yuan Holy Land and kill Lin Fan.

Lin Fan continued to smile, but the smile was cold: "Don't worry, I don't want to fight you yet."

The bull showed contempt: "Could it be that your feet are lame, even your courage? Do you want to avoid the battle?"

Murderous intent flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, and he didn't want to say any more. He stretched out his hand and pointed casually, selected a new disciple from the prehistoric holy land, and said, "Come out and fight."

The selected new disciple's expression froze, and then he laughed and said, "Brother Man Niu, it seems that the killing of Lin Fan is about to fall on my shoulders."

Man Niu and the other Primordial Holy Land disciples were unhappy, as if the great honor of beheading Lin Fan was at hand, and he was not selected by Lin Fan, very unhappy.

"My name is..." The new disciple was all smiles, thinking that he must have stepped on dog shit to be selected by the half-disabled Lin Fan.

"No need, I'm not interested in the names of dead people." Lin Fan's eyes flickered with murderous intent.

"How dare you! Watch me kill you!"

This new disciple made a move, and charged towards Lin Fan like a tiger descending a mountain.

He is like a moving mountain, his whole body is bare, which is the embodiment of the physical body tempered to the extreme.

"puff!"

Just when this disciple was about to bump into Lin Fan, Lin Fan arrived first, and stretched out his right hand. There seemed to be a flash of golden light, and then the new disciple's chest was pierced!

"boom!"

Lin Fan decisively kicked the disciple whose heart had been taken out and flew off the ring, and stretched out his bloody right hand: "You, come out and fight!"

too fast!

It was so fast that no one could react, it only took a moment for a disciple to be culled and killed.

"Roar"

The disciple selected by Lin Fan yelled that the one who died was his good friend, and now that he is dead, he wants revenge.

"Brother Zhang Hao, kill him!"

"Kill Lin Fan!"

"kill him!"

Many new disciples from the Great Desolate Holy Land were furious. Just now they thought that Lin Fan was a cripple, and beheading him should be easy, but he died in such a short period of time!

"Boy, you have to pay for what you did!" Zhang Hao said coldly.

Lin Fan glanced at him, hehe sneered: "I'll kill you with one move!"

"boom!"

Zhang Hao was furious, and erupted with a powerful aura, but Lin Fan just stretched out his only movable right hand, and slapped out, the lightning ball in his palm exploded, smashing Zhang Hao's head to pieces, and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore .

"Next." Lin Fan seemed to have done the most trivial thing.

"Brother Zhang is dead too!"

"Three of our fellow disciples have already died at his hands, it's hard to take revenge if we don't take revenge!"

"I'm going to fight him!"

"I'm still going!"

"Stop arguing, what's the use of arguing? This is a challenge competition, and only those who have entered the ring are eligible to challenge."

Everyone's face became even uglier when they heard the words. Indeed, the rules are like this, they really can only passively accept Lin Fan's challenge.

Lin Fan showed a sneer, he wanted to boil the frogs in warm water, and boiled all the prehistoric holy places.

"Lin Fan, who do you want to fight this time?" a disciple shouted.

Lin Fan glanced at him: "You."

There was no suspense, this disciple's neck was broken by Lin Fan.

This seems to be no longer a challenge, but a unilateral massacre. From Lin Fan's appearance until now, he has not challenged other holy places, but only targeted the prehistoric holy places, and gradually people discovered a pattern.

That is, the people Lin Fan challenged were all from weak to strong, as if they followed a certain principle, and until now, except for the top ten people in this year's ranking, all the people in Great Desolate Holy Land have died!

"Ah Lin Fan, how dare you do such an act of extinction, my prehistoric holy land is at odds with you!" The elders of the prehistoric holy land just went out for a while, and when they came back, they saw a scene of tragedy, more than a dozen bloody corpses were arranged for a long time , and all belonged to the arrogance of his prehistoric holy land, and these people all died in the hands of the same person.

"Hehe, when you all joined forces to target my One-Yuan Holy Land, why didn't you think that what you would do would be extermination?" Lin Fan fought back forcefully.

When the other people heard this sentence, they all showed a clear expression. This Lin Fan really came here to avenge the shame of Yiyuan, but he has this ability?

"Your one-yuan disciple, I, Dayan, have killed the most, come to fight if you have the guts!"

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, the disciple of Dayan Holy Land coldly invited him to fight. This man's eyes were arrogant and extremely domineering.

Lin Fan frowned: "You are Lu Yuanshan?"

The young man sneered and said, "You don't need Brother Lu to kill you, my name"

"Your name is not worthy, I know, you guys are waiting, it will be your turn." After Lin Fan finished speaking, he continued to look at the Holy Land of Dayan: "This time, who will come?"

The angry elder Honghuang just now had a gloomy face, and he was almost turned over by Lin Fan alone, what a shame!

"No matter which one of you goes, I only have one request, no defeat allowed! Lin Fan must be absolutely killed!" He ordered.

"Don't worry, Elder, if I take action this time, there will definitely be no more accidents." A disciple was full of confidence.

"Well, you go, I'm very relieved!" The elder heaved a sigh of relief, this disciple is very strong, at least he is not weak like a brute, fighting with Lin Fan in this state, he will definitely kill his opponent.