Inadvertently Invincible

Happy times are always so fast past.

The story of a deeply loving dragon is always so moving.

And he never did.

Maybe that's the difference between a man and a beast.

The next day!

Miyagi came early, "Yoshi, how was your night off? ”

“Very well, thank you for your hospitality.” Can Lin Fan not be satisfied? Without doing anything, he got a way to refine his body, but the key is that he was too lazy to practise. How boring and odorless it is to practice slowly, you have to think of a way.

“Lin Daoyou came at the right time. Today is the day I send my disciples to try. Why don't we go and see together?” Miyagi laughed.

Originally, he was wondering where he should take him.

It happens to be a battle between the disciples of the Holy Land.

This kind of activity, which demonstrates the strength of the disciples of the Holy Land, can't be seen without taking them to each other.

Just so they can see it.

This is the strength of our ancient sacred disciples.

Soon.

When they arrived here, the scene was filled with mountains, and many of the disciples were waiting there, and for the disciples of Ancient Immortal Holy Land, this was a grand occasion.

“Taoist Lin, you've never seen anything like it.” Miyagi held his sanctuary with all his heart.

Not to mention that Lin Fan has not seen it.

"Such a big comparison is held every three months in Ancient Immortal Holy Land, to let the disciples test their strength, and to let some disciples see the efforts of others," Miyamo said. "The third point is that there is a reward. Although the reward is not very rich, it is also a small encouragement. ”

“Well, that's a really good mechanism.” Lin Fan praised that Ancient Holy Land had indeed done well in that regard.

Hovering around the ancient fairy sanctuary, O'Bannon lay there, a pair of lantern-sized dragon eyes, when they saw Lin Fan, and blinked furiously.

Not long.

An elder stood on the stage and gently caressed his beard: “The Holy Land officially begins on March 1. This time the rewards of the top 10 are very rich. I hope that your disciples will be able to participate in the dance to bring out the charm of our disciples of Ancient Immortal Holy Land. ”

“Of course, the comparison with the door is heavy and cannot jeopardize lives. ”

“I won't say much. Look at the disciples below. The sparrows are impatient to wait a long time. My husband says too much, but it will make you feel like I have so much old crap. ”

The elder is also a bit funny, teasing offstage disciples laughing.

At this time.

Lin Fan looked at the distance, and there was a group of people with a remarkable temperament. Compared to these ordinary disciples under the stage, it was obviously different, more like an elite group of people.

Man handsome, woman beautiful.

Looks like these people are the Virgin of Ancient Fairy Holy Land.

They're not here to fight, they're here to see the noise.

If they play, then who can compete with them and who can fight against each other only if they are also the Virgin of the Son?

Fighting ordinary disciples is bullying people.

And bullies don't want anything else.

On stage.

A big man jumped onto the stage with a wolf tooth stick in his hand and raised the wolf tooth stick in his hand and shouted, "This time it's bigger than I'm going to be in the top 10. If you don't like it, come up and challenge me. ”

Momentum must not be weak.

He was also quite arrogant.

Soon after, a man with a long sword slowly came to power and World War I.

Not long.

The big man was kicked out of the ring, scolded and climbed up: “Besides fighting faster than me, what other skill is there? If you don't dare to engage positively, it's cowardly behavior. ”

He didn't touch each other's corners from beginning to end. He was walked by a dog all over the place. Finally, he was exhausted and he was kicked straight in the air.

Miyamo said: "Lin Daoyou, this is the style of our Holy Land disciple, even if he loses, the momentum will not be weak, but unfortunately, the disciple is too focused on refining the body, not smart enough, losing is a normal thing, but if he can go on refining the body, the future achievements are unlimited. ”

“Well, that makes sense.” Lin Fan looked at the mind with thoughts, but unfortunately, there was no way to do it. In his eyes, these are the moving elite monsters, but they all fall off things.

He thought that the world was full of evil and unforgiving bad people. When he met him, it was as if he saw the great enemy of life and death, threatening to stifle his bones and ashes.

Even those who are not evil and unforgiving can be jealous of his excellence and want to destroy such an excellence.

After all, there has to be a reason to do anything.

You can't stand it without a reason.

Isn't that right.

Miyamo said: "Lin Daoyou, seeing what you see in God must want to go on stage and compare it to the disciples of the Holy Land. It's okay, I can arrange it for you. ”

“Don't be so troublesome, I'm not a disciple of the Holy Land, this goes up to rob others of rewards, some can't be said.” Lin Fan said.

Quiet!

Miyagi looked at Lin Fan, so confident.

How come your thoughts aren't what I thought?

In that case!

That has to go on stage.

Nothing else, just to show our distant guests the strength of the disciples of Ancient Immortal Holy Land.

“Daoyou Lin, give me a moment. ”

Miyagi walked backstage and talked to the same elder.

Not long.

The elder who presided over the ring came to power.

“Ladies and gentlemen, speaking here, there is a Takeshimen from Taiwu Immortal Gate who has come a long way and also wants to come to the stage to discuss with my holy place, so next, please invite Daoists to the stage. ”

The voice just dropped.

The elder's eyes lingered on Lin Fan.

Mumbling in my heart.

Can you do that?

Don't get blue-faced by the disciples of Holy Land, crying for your mother, it's really not a good idea.

Pause.

All the disciples are waiting, and they want to know what Tai Wu Xianmen's disciples look like.

Most of them then whispered.

“Looks like this is too much luck for the disciples of the immortals. ”

“That's for sure, how powerful our Holy Land is. You don't know, just let him see the strength of our Holy Land. ”

“The visitor is a guest, and he can't bully people too much. It's almost enough. ”

As disciples of the Holy Land, they naturally have absolute confidence in their own sect. The disciples of Taiwu Immortal Gate arrive and naturally have to show him the strength of our Holy Land.

Some things don't come with envy.

"" Don't worry, Lin Daoyou, it's just a consultation, "said Miyamo. ”

“Elder Palace, this is unnecessary. If anything happens, it's not a good end.” Lin Fan is very difficult, can't the other party see the current situation?

The Virgin, who is not the Son, cannot fight him.

Doesn't that look like bullying?

Besides, Ancient Fairy Holy Land is very nice to him. I really don't want to embarrass him.

Miyagi said: "No problem, it's a good ending. You're a guest. These little guys have a lot in mind. Friendship is just a negotiation. Nothing will happen. ”

Lin Fan has a lot to say.

But looking at Miyagi like this, it's obviously not clear.

That's it!

That's it!

Hope they can afford it.

And he wanted to see what the disciples of Ancient Immortal Holy Land were capable of.

It always feels like Ancient Fairy Holy Land is a little too confident. This style is really bad. After all, something went wrong for a long time.

Looks like Ancient Fairy Holy Land did something for him.

Lin Fan stepped on his foot and jumped slightly, pointing his toes on the stage.

Now the disciple on the stage has won three consecutive games, swordsmanship is superb, and his figure is even more floating. If no accident occurs, he must have his place in the top ten.

“Ladies and gentlemen, Lin Fan, the disciple of Taiwu Immortal Gate, the Presbyterian of the Chenggong Palace kindly invited him to come to the stage and compete with this Daoyou, it is also an honor, only to consult later, do not hurt the peace.” Lin Fan hugged his fist and opened his mouth in case people felt that he was just pretending to come up.

Honestly.

When he stepped onto the ring.

He's already told himself.

This forced him to pretend that nobody could stop him.

There was another whispering coming from under the stage.

“Looks like he knew he was going to get beat up later. ”

“This disciple is a little polite, not bad for a human being, Morehouse will definitely let go, not to let the other party lose too badly. ”

“It's time for some other doorman to see the power of our holy place. ”

For them, it never occurred to them that they would lose.

They all believed that Ancient Fairy Holy Land was the strongest, and they came here to participate in their March contest, and they were about to be defeated and deeply felt the power of their Holy Land.

"You're a Guest and naturally can't hurt you," said Mohaw. "It won't hurt you. ”

“Speak up.” Lin Fan single-handedly carried it, indicating that the other party can start. The other party's strength is not as good as that of him. The swordsmanship is good, but it is just good.

"The guests are guests," said Mohaw. “Go ahead. ”

Both parties remain motionless.

He had figured out how to do it, and if he needed just three moves, he would defeat each other with a brilliant sword.

Fifty years of sharpening a sword, a sword of prosperity and precipitation, any gorgeous moves will be blackened in front of his sword.

Just the next word.

But it made Mohaw angry.

“You go ahead, I'm afraid I'll do it, you don't have a chance.” When Lin Fan just said that, he wanted to punch himself in the mouth with fierce anger. Mad, he promised not to pretend in front of others. Why should he pretend like this?

Friendship.

Isn't that the rage?

Sure enough, Mohaw was obviously stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect the other party to be so aggressive. He looked away. He wanted to stop the point, but the other party said that, but let him cancel the idea.

“Okay, that's rampant. ”

The voice just dropped.

Mohaw's sword struck, the glow blossomed, people felt that everything in front of them had lost color, five senses had been sealed, and only the buzzing sounds had sounded.

The sword he practiced was a small magical sword technique at Ancient Immortal Sanctuary.

No Shadow Sword.

Practise to the highest realm and possess the full power of heaven.

When the sword flashed and the five senses were sealed, the head was separated from the neck when it reacted.

When swords are used against each other.

Lin Fan clearly felt that the five senses had been disturbed.

The world in front of us is gray, the ears are silent, the touch dissipates, and there is no perception, as if it were a closed mysterious space.

… unfortunately.

Boom!

Lin Fan used his talent to move in a subtle trajectory, pinched his fingers to the tip of the sword, and then slightly shook his powers.

Rub it.

Mohaw's sword is crumbling.

“This…”

Mohaw stared at me like a ghost.

“You've lost your sword. Admit it.” Lin Fan really didn't want to bully people, and by the end of the day, it's not good to hurt people.

Mohaw stood there foolishly.

Look at Lin Fan.

Look at the handle in your hand.

Roaring in my heart.

My sword... how it broke.