Lin Fan looked at the green shirt with cold eyes, and sneered: "Brother Wujian is extraordinary, how can I give guidance? Besides, kill him?"

"Huh...... Don't deserve it? "The green shirt is measured and opened.

He has given up everything, and knows that he will die.

It's just that at this time, he has no room to turn the tables at all, and the rest of the people who are still beside him are all people from the Sword Saint Palace, and most of them are ancestor-level powerhouses, and there are only one or two people in the Void Law Realm, not to mention that there are so many strong people on Lin Fan's side staring at him.

Just Lin Fan alone can destroy everyone here.

Therefore, he was not afraid of everything, and he was ready to die, but what he didn't expect was that this Ping Shanhai proposed a duel to him at this time, why not?

Before dying, killing this great enemy will be very soon, and most importantly, it can make Lin Fan angry, which will make him even more refreshed.

Now, he hated Lin Fan even more than without a sword.

Lin Fan glanced at the green shirt mockingly, he jumped off the Tongtian Ding, suppressed the place with the Ding, and hung down thousands of threads, limiting the space for fighting.

This is to prevent the green shirt from escaping, or the dog jumping off the wall in a hurry.

Wu Jian looked at Qing Yi gloomily: "Needless to say, all the things that happened when I was a child have never been sorry in my life, I have never been sorry for myself in my life, I will kill you today, nothing else, just to take revenge and take back my saint sword intent." ”

"When you were young, you could have been forced into danger by a little means, and even now, you will live in my shadow or be with me for the rest of your life. Tsing Yi smiled hideously.

This made Lin Fan frown, he stretched out his hands, as if he was moving a space, when the green shirt and the swordless came back to their senses, they had already arrived in the space suppressed by Tongtian Ding.

"Fight, don't you feel bad talking to the dead?" Lin Fan spoke, he looked at the swordless.

"Hmm. ”

Wuji nodded, and the unsheathed sword snorted, erupting in thousands of cold rays, and slashed at the green shirt.

"Little Doyle!"

Tsing Yi sneered and sneered, he also slashed out a sword, and the two sharp thousand-zhang sword rays were like a comet hitting the earth, emitting a dazzling light and a shocking loud sound, and everyone felt that at this moment, the heaven and the earth were discolored.

"Phantom!"

Wujian roared angrily, and in his eyeballs, the sword runes were brilliant, and if he looked carefully, there was actually the shadow of Lin Fan's rune eyes.

"Tsk, didn't you say that Lin Fan knew about it?"

Qing Yi chuckled, the eyes of martial arts between his eyebrows widened, and in the eyes of martial arts, there were sun, moon, mountains and rivers and all spirits praying, as if there was a world in it, and the two killing swords flashed in his eyes, and finally fell out of that Tianyu.

"Boom!"

The two killing swords fell, cutting everything, and the sharp sword qi filled the heaven and earth, but at this time, the sword runes flashed in the eyes of the swordless, and between the heaven and the earth, there were countless swordless swords, lifelike, all twisting the unsheathed divine sword.

Lin Fan's eyes were strange, this was a step of disillusionment, but he didn't expect this swordless sword to find another way, deduce it with the way of the sword, and turn it into his own skill, this kind of understanding is enough to go against the sky.

The two killing swords, as if they had been stained with the blood of the heavens, were as thick as dark clouds, and when they slashed and killed Xiang Wujian, they actually let out a terrible roar like a demon soul.

Many ancestor-level powerhouses shouted, bleeding from their ears and noses, and felt that their souls were unstable, and they were going to be broken and cracked, Lin Fan raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, and he shook his hands to make a piece of law, guarding everyone here, otherwise if these two killing swords broke out with demonic power, many people would die.

"Whew!"

The killing sword slashed through the heaven and the earth, but at this time, the endless swordless figure in the heaven and earth slashed out a sword at the same time, and the movements were uniform, if a silver moon rose from the battle site to illuminate the star, the killing sword that fell in the green shirt pupil was blocked.

But Tsing Yi seemed to have expected it, and he rushed to kill, with a smile from above: "Do you really think I can't kill you?"

He was extremely gloomy, and in the eyes of the martial arts, a dazzling brilliance appeared: "Phantom sword? ”

Qingyi sneered, and at this time, he even glanced at Lin Fan and sneered: "Is this what you taught him? ”

Lin Fan didn't speak, just looked at the battleground, with ridicule in his eyes, this green shirt is miserable.

The eye of martial arts can peek through illusions and magic barriers, and can find the mystery of the avenue, so how can Qingshan care about this magic sword skill without a sword?

"Kill!"

The whole person rushed to kill a figure, and with a bang, the whole person in the green shirt rushed out of this figure like a divine weapon, and the figure that was rushed to kill was instantly shattered.

Tsing Yi's face has changed dramatically!

It's not even a deity?

How did he, how did he hide his martial arts eye?

The fierce attacking force suddenly appeared on his left side, making half of his body like falling into an ice cellar, and the piercing killing intent made the green shirt roar angrily, and he twisted his body fiercely to avoid this killing sword.

"Sting. ”

The sword light cut horizontally, blood splattered, the flesh flew high, and was shattered by the killing machine, half of the flesh of the green shirt was stained with blood, and on the chest and abdomen, a large piece of flesh and blood was picked up, and the internal organs beating in the middle could be seen from the side.

No sword appeared: "My phantom sword skill, can it be useful?"

Tsing Yi's face was gloomy!

He underestimated everything, and even, in order to humiliate Lin Fan, bluntly said that his skills were useless, and as a result, in just an instant, he was almost cut in half and the corpse was on the spot.

"Careless. Tsing Yi's voice was cold.

"Carelessness?" Lin Fan chuckled: "Where does the battle in this world come from? It's nothing more than victory and defeat, life and death." ”

"What did you say?" said Tsing Yi.

Lin Fanyun was light: "I said that you would die in the next sword." ”

Tsing Yi's angry expression suddenly sneered, and he smiled strangely: "I'll see how he cuts me with his next sword." ”

"Phantom Sword Three Thousand Senluo Prison. ”

Swordless roared, he showed his skills in front of the world for the first time, born from the Rune Eye and the Disillusionment Step, etc., for the first time in front of the world.

The three thousand phantom bodies roared at the same time, emitting blood-red light, reflecting the blood red of the heavens and the earth, the rivers of blood flowing, and the bones were white.

Tsing Yi roared in fear.

This skill is so strong!

He sacrificed his life to struggle, but he was still washed by the rushing river of blood, the river of blood was actually an endless gathering of sword qi, and when he was washed by the river of blood, the green shirt was covered in flesh and blood, and it was washed away in an instant, and a skeleton struggled in the river of blood.

The sword jumped away, the sword without sheath slashed, and the head of the green shirt that was not washed by the sword qi was cut off, and he held it in his hand.

There was silence.

Wujian has unconsciously grown to such a point, and during this period of battle, it is obvious that he has also grown a lot, and he also has his own skills, becoming the top powerhouse in the realm of the ancestral level.

Looking at the bloody head in his hand, the cold light in Wujian's eyes sparkled, but there were tears flowing, and there were hundreds of millions of thoughts in his heart, but in the end, it turned into a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

In that roar, it is liberation, the joy of revenge, and the obsession that truly dissipates. XM