Inadvertently Invincible

“Where did he go? ”

King Zhao Xianwang searched for Lin Fan's whereabouts, but there was no shadow on the ring.

For him, he thought it was a second-degree situation, but I didn't expect this kid to be so strong, but he still stands up to this, which is really unexpected.

The disciples were amazed.

“Xuan Jianfeng's disciple was really able to sustain him, and Zhao Xianwang did not kill him with so many magic treasures. ”

“And there are spiritual instruments, and you say they are not paddling, deceiving our spiritual stones. ”

It cannot be said that their suspicions are unreasonable.

How wasteful it must be to come up with so many magic treasures that haven't killed each other.

King Zhao Xianwang heard these voices around him, his mind was a little burst, and he was actually suspected, which is intolerable.

Cheating on the Spirit Stone?

You really think we're poor in Tianfeng?

Right now.

King Zhao Xianwang felt the crisis attack. At first glance, he found that Lin Fan had already appeared in front of him. His heart was shocked, but he pretended to be calm. All kinds of magic treasures gave him confidence and allowed him to ignore everything.

The Flying Smoky Sword also finds traces of each other.

Shh.

Break it up.

“Chop!”

Lin Fan doesn't want to retreat, even if you have a turtle shell to break.

Nearly 500 years of magic have gathered a little.

The gift is open.

Folk martial arts, reckless bull pedals erupt.

Stepping on the floor, the glow knife in your hand burst into the limit of the glow.

Zhao Xianwang felt this fierce threat, his pupils stared very big, his hair was affected by the knife, constantly floating, but he thought of his own gold silk glow armor, a little relief in his heart.

And he doesn't want to move.

The main thing is that this knife is too fast to react at all.

Boom!

One knife falls.

The golden silk shining armor curtain appeared, blocking the knife.

“Give me a break.” Lin Fan howled and the power erupted completely.

Rub it!

A crisp voice came.

“How is that possible?” King Zhao Xianwang was not convinced that the golden silk shining armor on his body had broken and the light curtain protecting him had suddenly disappeared, and he himself had endured an irresistible force.

It was directly shocked out, bombarded on the light screen formed by the sealed flag, a bite of blood sprayed out, the red face suddenly turned pale.

And right now.

The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword attack, about to pierce Lin Fan's body, while Lin Fan forcibly moved his body, turning back sharply, five fingers towards the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword to catch it.

The genius is brilliant and activated.

At the same time, the power of the operation is concentrated on the ten fingers, and the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword is hard grabbed.

For a second.

The sound of metal friction is coming out.

Lin Fan's five points out that there are countless cracks and bloodshed. If it is not genius, he would like to grasp such a sharp sword with his current powers. This palm is afraid to be obsolete.

“What?”

The people around them stared at each other, as if they were ghosts, and they actually took the sword hard.

Meng Qingyao's gaze penetrating the layer far from Xuanjian Peak prevented him from landing on the stage of life and death. Seeing this scene is also a great change of scene.

Lin Fan surprised me with this scene.

Lin Fan felt that his five fingers were about to reach the limit, and the ray knife in his hand directly forced him to retreat from the Flying Smoky Sword, and then directly retreated.

“Come back.”

King Zhao Xianwang covered his chest and his voice shouted chestnuts. He was really scared. I had no idea that all this was happening.

What kind of monster is this king fighting again?

The sound of the Flying Smoke Spirit sword returned to King Zhao Xianwang, bringing his protection to the full.

Pfft!

Once again, Zhao Xianwang couldn't help spraying blood. The wounds were serious. It was as if the five dirty hearts had been shattered. The look in Lin Fan's eyes revealed the colour of fear.

“The Dragon Tiger Jade is happy. ”

He struggled dying to release the Dragon Tiger Jade as he wished, but today he is underpowered, and his powers are consumed by manipulation of the Spiritual Sword.

Lin Fan cut off the knife and directly suppressed the Dragon Tiger Jade.

“Zhao, what do you say now? If there's anything else, hurry up or you're going to die.” Lin Fan said.

King Zhao Xianwang leaned back against the light screen and his palms touched him in a panic. He was already reticent and did not want to continue to get involved, but the light screen blocked his way.

The disciples under the stage shouted.

“King Zhao Xianwang, you fucking hold on. ”

“Don't lose. If you lose, I'm finished. ”

“Damn, Fabergaribau can't even beat each other. You're such a loser. ”

The betting disciples also don't care if King Zhao Xianfeng is Zhen Tianfeng's disciple, they just want to win, they don't want to lose, but now King Zhao Xianfeng is like playing.

Lin Fan glanced, the next is the most important moment, the threat of the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword still persists. Now King Zhao Xianwang does not take the initiative, but gives the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword protection. If he wants to approach each other, he will surely bear this sword.

Slowly consuming, waiting for opportunity?

Not really.

Too long to avoid long dreams.

He was really worried that Ye Zhentian had no face to force his hand to save King Zhao Xianwang, then he was just dry.

If Brother Chen gives you Vajra, then do it.

Take action as soon as you have an idea.

“Zhao, take you on the road. ”

Lin Fan stomped with a knife, instantly disappeared in place, and the thick force crushed away. The ray knife in his hand really drew a stream of light, and had the power to break the heavens and the earth.

“You…”

King Zhao Xianwang panicked and wanted to jump directly from the stage. He yelled. The king stopped fighting. The king admitted to losing, but he sealed his own path.

At this moment, he remembers what Lin Fan told him earlier.

Don't seal your way.

I thought it would be easy to kill each other.

But now it looks like it's digging a big hole for itself.

Disgruntled, unhappy emotions overwhelm the mind.

“Damn, then the king will fight you.” King Zhao Xianwang roared, and his powers boiled inside him, forcibly enhancing the power of the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword.

The effect of forced promotion is that Zhao Xianwang's injuries are getting worse and his body is depleting at a visible rate.

The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword continued to burst, illusorily turning into cloud smoke, and then these cloud smoke continued to grow into swords. Several long swords wrapped around them. Under King Zhao Xianwang's drive, the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword left itself to search for a target.

“Go to hell, the king will take you with him even if he dies.” Zhao Xianwang went mad and generally howled and looked horrible.

Whoops!

Whoops!

Several Flying Smoke Swords locked Lin Fan's position and quickly swept in.

Without fear, Lin Fanfan took out the diamond charm and gently beat it, and the charm turned into gold light wrapped around himself.

The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword is banging on the golden light, but it cannot be stabbed in half.

“Die.”

Lin Fan dropped his knife and directly divided King Zhao's head.

Pause.

The scene was quiet and everyone opened their mouths and stared at the scene on the stage of life and death.

Lin Fan stood in front of the body of King Zhao Xianwang, and Vajra burned, turning into ash scattered in the heavens and the earth.

“Zhao, go all the way, thank you for the gift. ”

Lin Fan quickly put the Dragon Tiger Jade to his liking, and the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword received a hundred treasure capsules.

These are all his.

Nobody can take it.

It's a shame about that golden silk shining armor.

Lin Fan was very upset that there was no cheer to welcome his victory on the quiet scene.

What about cheering?

Lin Fan said to everyone: “Everyone at the same door, please let me feel your enthusiasm. ”

He's waiting.

Cheer up.

Soon, the scene boiled.

“Damn Nima... bankrupt. ”

“Damn King Zhao Xian, I believe in your ghost. ”

“Ah… heartache. ”

“How so, my spirit stone. ”

The disciples around them were heartbroken, with some angry hammer-breasted and others pale and bloodless.

Lin Fan frowned. Something wrong with the cheer. Nobody fucking bet. Think I can win?

A bunch of realistic guys.

Cry.

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