Five huge challenge rings towered, belonging to the five holy lands, except for the middle ring, on the other four rings, there were Tianjiao trying their best to compete, shouting and killing sounded.

And the vacant ring in the middle belongs to the one-yuan holy land, and the vacated ring seems to represent the shame of the one-yuan holy land.

"Step on ......"

"Step on ......"

The sound of footsteps sounded, and some people looked at the support office in surprise, revealing a suspicious look, because they saw a young man with stiff steps, wearing the costume of the Holy Son of the One-Yuan Holy Land, with a limp, slowly approaching the ring that originally belonged to the One-Yuan Holy Land.

"Who is he?"

Someone frowned and asked, this is a challenge, what is a disability for?

"Lin Fan!" Li Qingxuan's beautiful eyes wrinkled tightly, is this young man useless?

The young man who was so high-spirited that he dared to show his sword even in the face of the most stern and murderous Qiao Meiren actually ...... Lame?

"What? is he Lin Fan?"

"Hahaha...... This is Lin Fan, who is regarded as the hope of a turnaround by the One-Yuan Holy Land?"

"Cripple, is it not enough for him to lose face in the One-Yuan Holy Land?"

A lot of laughter rang out unscrupulously, just because Lin Fan was really in a bad state now, his legs were lame, and his hands seemed to be broken.

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

Finally, walking to the center of the ring, Lin Fan stood still, ignoring those ridicules and others, showing a smile, looking at the location of the Flood Desolate Holy Land, and said: "Lin Fan, a new disciple of the One Yuan Holy Land, is willing to fight the Flood Desolate Holy Land." ”

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Why bother, I'll send you to the Western Heavens. The wild cow laughed, pointed at Lin Fan, and he really moved, he wanted to step down from the ring exclusive to the Flood Desolation Holy Land, and he wanted to challenge the ring of the Shangyuan Holy Land and kill Lin Fan.

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

The brute bull showed disdain: "Could it be that your feet are lame, even your guts are lame?"

Lin Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he didn't want to say more, so he stretched out his hand and pointed at random, selected a new disciple of the Flood Desolate Holy Land, and said, "Come out and fight." ”

The expression of the selected new disciple froze, and then he said with a smile: "Senior Brother Manniu, it seems that the matter of killing Lin Fan is about to fall on my shoulders." ”

Manniu and the rest of the disciples of the Flood Desolate Holy Land were full of displeasure, as if the great reputation of killing Lin Fan was captured, and he was not selected by Lin Fan, so he was very unhappy.

"My name is ......" The new disciple was full of smiles, feeling that he must have stepped on shit before he was selected by the half-crippled Lin Fan.

"There's no need, I'm not interested in dead people's names. Lin Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Good! Watch me kill you!"

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

He is like a moving mountain, full of thin essence, which is the embodiment of the extreme tempering of the physical body.

"Poof!"

Just when this disciple was about to bump into Lin Fan, Lin Fan came first, his right hand stretched out, as if there was a flash of golden light, and then the chest of this new disciple was penetrated!

"Bang!"

Lin Fan kicked the disciple who had already taken out his heart out of the ring with a decisive kick, and stretched out his bloodied right hand: "You, come out and fight!"

It's so fast!

It was so fast that everyone couldn't react, and it was only a moment from which disciple was killed to being counter-killed.

"Roaring ......"

The disciple who was chosen by Lin Fan roared, it was his friend who died, and now that he was dead, he wanted revenge.

"Brother Zhang Hao, kill him!"

"Kill Lin Fan!"

"Kill him!"

Many of the new disciples of the Flood Desolate Holy Land were furious, just now they thought that this Lin Fan was a cripple, and he should have been captured by killing him, 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 and sneered: "Kill you with one move!"

"Boom!"

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

"Next. Lin Fan was like doing the most trivial thing.

"Brother Zhang is also dead!"

"We have three of our fellow disciples who have died at his hands, and this revenge will not be tolerated!"

"I'm going to fight him!"

"I'll go!"

"Don't fight, what's the use of fighting? This is a challenge, and only those who are in the ring are eligible to challenge. ”

When everyone heard the words, their faces became even more ugly, indeed, the rules are like this, they can really 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 desolate holy land.

"Lin Fan, who do you want to fight this time?" one of the disciples shouted.

Lin Fan glanced at him: "You." ”

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

This seems to be no longer a challenge, but a one-sided slaughter, from Lin Fan's appearance to the present, he has not challenged other holy places, only against the flood holy land, and gradually people have discovered a pattern.

That is, the people Lin Fan challenged were all from Ruo to strong, as if they were following some principle, and until now, except for the top ten people in the Flood Desolation Holy Land, the rest of them have died!

"Ah...... Lin Fan, you dare to do this extinction thing, my Flood Desolate Holy Land is incompatible with you!" The elder of the Flood Desolation Holy Land just went out for a while, and when he came back, he saw a tragedy, more than a dozen bloody corpses, placed in a long position, and all of them belonged to his Tianjiao of the Flood Desolation 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 again was extermination?" Lin Fan shot back strongly.

When the others heard this, they all showed their expressions, this Lin Fan really came for Yiyuan Xue to be ashamed, but he has this ability?

"You one-yuan disciple, I have killed the most in Dayan, and there is a kind of battle!"

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, the disciples of the Dayan Holy Land coldly invited to fight, this person's eyes were arrogant and domineering.

Lin Fan frowned: "You are Lu Yuanshan?"

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

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

The angry Elder Honghuang just now had a gloomy face, and he was almost provoked by Lin Fan alone, what a shame this was!

"No matter which of you goes, I only need one request, Xu Sheng will not be defeated! I must kill Lin Fan!" he commanded.

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

"Well, you go, I'm relieved!" The elder breathed a sigh of relief, this disciple is very strong, at least not weak, and fighting with Lin Fan in this state, he will definitely be able to kill the opponent. AQ