Inadvertently Invincible

“Are you all right? ”

Lin Fan had been stunned by Liu Yuan for a long time. He was worried that the other party was a laughing old man. However, because of the silence that had just happened, he was really worried about what would go wrong in the other party's mind.

“You're amazing, you're powerful, you're really good. ”

The more comforting the Lin consolation, the more painful it is.

Liu Yuan Black wanted to throw up blood, and it always felt like someone slapped him in the face.

“Can I just say I was careless?” Liu Yuan was a little upset, he didn't think he could resist, should really be careless.

Lin Fan nodded, “Well, I believe you are careless, otherwise it will never be. I look after you very much. Your magic is that I see one of the thickest disciples in the Holy Land today. As long as you work hard, your achievements will be absolutely limitless in the future. ”

Yoo Yuan Hei looks at Lin Fan, is this guy comforting me or insulting me?

“Forget it, if you lose, you lose, and I'm not the one who can't lose, but remember, there's still a war between us, not today, but the future. ”

Even if the losing heart is unwilling, what can be done?

He's careless.

But if it was really a battle between life and death, he was really dead, and the other side was faster than he had expected, blinking, suddenly increasing the speed, making him unresponsive.

Lin Fan laughed: "I am very pleased that Yudo can see through the essence of the competition. I hope that one day there will be another battle between us. ”

He's scared to move up too fast.

There is no future to speak of.

Liu Yuanhei left quickly.

The disciples around them were silent, and when the Son lost, their hopes were dashed.

Some disciples cry, not because they are beaten, but because the holy ground sweeps away, can no one really take back their faces?

Lin Fan jumped off the stage and walked to the palace ink. “The elder of the palace is almost done. After a close consultation with the Daoists of the Holy Land, it is of great benefit to me, and I also found that the strength of the disciples of the Holy Land is truly remarkable, and the Da Pai is well deserved by the Da Pai. ”

It's really modest.

But when Miyagi heard it, it always felt a little stingy. It seemed like a good customer statement.

“Let's do it again.” Miyagi said.

He did want Lin Fan to open his eyes to the common disciples of the Holy Land, but he really didn't let him defeat the Son to reach the peak.

“Compared to the point, the point is just right, besides, if I win again, what good is it, let others say that I have pressed the holy earth to go to the altar for the rest of my life? ”

“How can I do such things when you holy places are so kind to me? ”

Lin Fan just said these words and wanted to slap himself in the mouth with fury.

Grass!

What the fuck are you talking about?

The Holy Land is not thin on me. Is it necessary to pretend like this?

Now the palace is choking.

Not because of Lin Fan.

But he himself, if there is no explanation for this, when Lin Fan leaves, he will definitely be hanged alive and beaten to death by the elders of Holy Land.

Just bring one back from the outside.

He also put people on stage to try.

Let it go.

Now that the Son of Holy Land has lost, all you have to do is call someone back and hit us in the face, right?

“No, no... Lin Daoyou misunderstood, the person who just became a son was not long ago, I just wanted to ask Daoyou to help teach him a lesson. Looking at this situation, it's really good. ”

“And the next contest is the most important. ”

Miyagi can't let Lin Fan end like this.

From just now on, he has felt several gaze locks on him, not a caring gaze, but your finished gaze.

Staring at him was uncomfortable.

He knows he's fucked up.

I even want to slap myself in the face with fierce anger.

What the hell.

Why did you think of putting Lin Daoyou on stage to try?

This is an unpackable shot, unless they step on the face of the strongest Son of the Holy Land, then this will never end.

Far away.

“Yoo Yuan-haek, you're embarrassing the face of the Holy Land.” A son said.

Liu Yuanmao: “Without talking about losing it, the other side is really good, my strength is not as good as the other side, I admit that, but it can make me so helpless, few of you can do it, so it's better not to be boring to fight me regardless of my uncle. ”

When he said that, he looked at his brother in a gown.

I really want to win it back.

That's only Brother.

The Son of Chamberlain drank the tea with no impatience, then slowly put the cup down and got up: “I'll do it. ”

Everyone listened and was overjoyed.

“Brother, if you show up, the boy will be ruined. ”

Liu Yuanmao: “Wow, that's too rash. ”

The Crown Prince doesn't want to play.

After all, it seems to him to be just a small thing.

But just heard from the elder of the Holy Land, he had to go to war to get his face back for the Holy Land, so his heart also sighed silently, the face struggle was the most painful.

Miyagi persuaded Lin Fan, almost kneeling down to beg.

Please come back for the last time. If you don't defeat today, I'll be finished.

“Elder Palace, the agreed point is over. Let's just end this way. There's really no need to go on, do you think?” Lin Fan persuaded him that he had been admonishing himself that there must be no more comparison.

He's here to be a guest.

I didn't come to hit him in the face.

Think about it.

Ancient Immortal Holy Land is not thin on itself.

Being a man with a conscience and no conscience is really bad.

“Lin Daoyou, why don't we discuss this?” The Son of Chamberlain walked slowly, and the disciples around him were more respectful, and countless female disciples had starfire in their eyes.

Lin Fan looked back at the other party, Wen Wenluya, the scholar was very temperamental.

Common saying, the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own face like a jade.

And this gown son can be called the fairy fairy.

Strangers like jade, the prince is no different.

to describe the son of the gown.

Lin Fanshao laughed: "All the points of consultation will be enough. Today's battles are enough. Where there is a need to continue fighting, besides, this Taoist friend is unified in law, breath, power is ultimate, obviously homecoming. ”

“In my present situation, I'm afraid I'm not yet the rival of this Daoist. ”

“I think it would be better if I lost. ”

“After all, Ancient Immortal Holy Land and Taiwu Immortal Gate are both Immortal Daoists. Can't you ruin your feelings by fighting? ”

Lin Fan's glance at each other is a homecoming.

That's bullshit.

The method is as powerful as the sea. The realm is so high, he can only run for it. Even if you get your face back, you can't bully people like this.

"" Don't worry, Daoyou, "said the son of Jinbao." I can suppress Daoyou in the kingdom of Jindan. ”

“That's really unnecessary, Daoist, if you suppress the kingdom, you're not my opponent.” Lin Fan honestly just said that when he wanted to give himself a hard mouth.

Fucking pussy.

Oops!

What the hell is going on?

Why did you come to Ancient Immortal Holy Land so impatient with your emotions?

The ink on one side has an impulse to spit blood.

I knew that now, even if he died, he would never let him go on stage to try.

The son of the gown frowned, and there is suspicion that the other party said this.

Right now.

The Son of the Golden Robe heard the elder of the Holy Land, stirring him, in any case stirring him up.

“Well, in that case, how about I suppress Yuan Baby Realm, Taoist won't be so disgraced.” The Son of Chamberlain said.

He was also helpless when the elders of the Holy Land threatened him.

Miyamo sided: “Lin Daoyou, give me a face. The point is over. It's really over. It's just the last game, regardless of whether you win or lose, how about this is over. ”

“Agree. It would be nice to give my husband a thin face. ”

He almost screamed at Lin Fan on his knees, please go on.

If you don't show up, I can't tell you.

“Well, for the last time, the battle is heavy on communication, and there's no need to watch too much in terms of winning or losing.” Lin Fan said, then returned to the ring.

The palace ink relieved her breath.

Finally got it on stage.

It was really uncomfortable to feel his eyes disappear, he was as light as a swallow, and he was watched by the elders of the Holy Land.

The disciples under the ring raised their heads.

Look at the glorious son of a gown.

This is the idol that all disciples follow, the strongest young man in the Holy Land today.

Originally a contest between ordinary disciples, it was a visual feast for many disciples to finally attract the Son.

And I understand.

How powerful are the sons?

“How long do you think he'll last? ”

“For a moment at most. ”

Liu Yuanmao: “I don't think it is necessary that Brother will be fixed to suppress Yuan Baby Realm. It is not necessarily possible to take Lin Fan. This will be a struggle, unless Brother does not suppress strength, it is not that simple. ”

“I say you, really long others are willing to extinguish their own power, brother's control of magic, fairy talent mastery, even if the realm is lower than the other side, can suppress each other. ”

There's a son who doesn't like it very much.

Liu Yuanhei didn't think so, he always felt that Lin Fan had hidden many hands and had just not developed them.

On the ring.

“Please.”

“Please.”

Lin Fan valued each other. Without the same carelessness as before, even if the other person will be repaired to suppress Yuan Baby Realm, it will never be so easy to deal with it. If you say something bad, there is a huge difference between other sons and daughters and this one.

“Well, offend me. ”

The Son of Chamberlain opened his mouth, then Xia Guang blossomed, blinking in front of Lin Fan, stretching out two fingers, fingers spraying Xia Guang, extraordinary power, a huge pressure crushed.

Lin Fan slapped across the sky, then disappeared in place, demonic sound-breaking knife surgery, talent divinity erupted, seconds to kill Liu Yuan Black's killing tactics reappeared.

Liu Yuan Jingjie looked at God. He still didn't see Lin Fan's figure. His forehead was cold and sweaty. He had such a horrible gesture. I didn't know how to face it.

The Son of Chamberlain was not impatient, his palms pressed against the ground, the terrible power formed a huge storm towards the outside world, Lin Fan's figure was blocked, just as he was preparing to change the killing tactics, the Son of Chamberlain pointed at his appearance in a row of palms.

“Amazing, experienced, fairy talent is also bullying. ”

“But this is just the beginning. ”

Lin Fan takes this fight seriously.

A little careless, you can really lose.

But losing is impossible.

Even if you die, you can't lose.

There are no frustrations in my dictionary.