"Where have people gone?"
King Zhao Xian looked for Lin Fan, but there was not even a shadow on the ring.
For him, he thought it was an instant kill situation, but he didn't expect this kid to be so strong and survive until now. It was really unexpected.
The onlookers were amazed.
"This disciple of Xuanjian Peak is really able to hold on. King Zhao Xian used so many magic weapons but he didn't even kill him."
"And there are also spiritual weapons. You think they are not paddling to defraud us of our spiritual stones."
It cannot be said that their suspicions are unreasonable.
They have used so many magic weapons and haven't killed each other yet. How useless is this
When King Zhao Xian heard these voices around him, his mentality exploded. He was actually suspected. How could this be tolerated
Cheating for spiritual stones
Do you really think our Zhentian Peak is very poor
Right now.
King Zhao Xian felt that a crisis was approaching. When he took a closer look, he found that Lin Fan had appeared in front of him. He was horrified, but he pretended to be calm. The confidence given by various magic weapons allowed him to ignore everything.
Feiyan Spirit Sword also found traces of the other party.
A hissing sound.
Coming through the sky.
"cut!"
Lin Fan doesn't want to retreat anymore, even if you have a turtle shell, he will break it for you.
Nearly five hundred years of mana is condensed into a little bit.
The innate magical power is activated.
In ordinary martial arts, the strength of a reckless bull riding a mountain breaks out.
Stomping on the ground, the flowing light knife in his hand exploded with dazzling light and struck at its limit.
King Zhao Xian felt this ferocious power, his pupils widened, and his hair was affected by the sword energy and kept flying. However, thinking of his own golden silk armor, he felt a little more at ease.
And it's not that he doesn't want to move.
The main reason is that the speed of this knife is so fast that I can't react at all.
Boom!
The knife fell.
A light curtain of golden silk armor appeared, blocking the sword.
"Break it for me." Lin Fan roared, and his power completely exploded.
Click!
A clear voice came.
"How is that possible?" King Zhao Xian couldn't believe it. The golden light armor he wore shattered, the light curtain protecting his body suddenly disappeared, and he himself suffered an irresistible force.
He was directly knocked away and bombarded on the light curtain formed by the fiefdom flag. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his rosy complexion suddenly turned pale in an instant.
And right now.
The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword was about to pierce Lin Fan's body, but Lin Fan forcibly moved his body, turned his head sharply, and grabbed the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword with his five fingers.
The innate magical edge is activated.
At the same time, the magic power was concentrated on his ten fingers, and he grabbed the Feiyan Spirit Sword.
In an instant.
There was a sound of metal rubbing against each other.
Lin Fan's five fingers had numerous cracks and blood overflowing. If he hadn't been gifted with supernatural powers, his hand would have been destroyed if he tried to grasp such a sharp spiritual sword with his current magic power.
"What?"
Everyone around stared at him, as if he had seen a ghost, and he actually took the spirit sword forcefully.
Meng Qingyao, who was far away at Xuanjian Peak, looked through all the obstacles and landed on the stage of life and death. Her expression changed drastically when she saw this scene.
Lin Fan was shocked by this scene.
Lin Fan felt that his five fingers were about to reach their limit, and the flowing light knife in his hand directly forced the Feiyan Spirit Sword back, and then backed away directly.
"return."
King Zhao Xian covered his chest and roared with a trembling voice. He was really scared. He didn't expect that something like this would happen if he was so well prepared.
What kind of monster will this king fight again
The Feiyan Spirit Sword returned to King Zhao Xian with a hiss, protecting him in every aspect.
puff!
King Zhao Xian couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood again. The injury was very serious, and his internal organs were shocked as if they had been broken. The eyes he looked at Lin Fan showed fear.
"Dragon, tiger and jade are as you wish."
He struggled to the death and released the Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi, but now he lacked momentum and his mana was consumed a lot by controlling the spirit sword.
Lin Fan slashed with his sword and directly suppressed Longhuyu Ruyi.
"Xiao Zhao, what do you say now? If you have any other tricks, come quickly, otherwise you will die with the next blow." Lin Fan said.
King Zhao Xian leaned against the light curtain and touched his palms in panic. He already had the intention to retreat and did not want to continue to entangle, but the light curtain blocked his way.
The disciples in the audience shouted.
"King Zhao Xian, you are so steady."
"Don't lose. If you lose, I will be completely finished."
"Damn, even magic weapons and spiritual treasures can't defeat the opponent. You are such a waste."
The disciples who placed bets didn't care that King Zhao Xian was a disciple of Zhentian Peak. They just wanted to win, not lose, but now King Zhao Xian was just playing around.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes. The most important moment was next. The threat of the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword was still there. Now King Zhao Xian did not take the initiative to attack, but let the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword protect him. If he wanted to get close to the opponent, he would inevitably suffer. This sword.
Consume slowly and wait for the opportunity
Not quite.
Leave it too long to avoid long nights and many dreams.
He was really worried that if Ye Zhentian shamelessly took action to rescue King Zhao Xian, then his efforts would be in vain.
If you have the diamond talisman given by Senior Brother Chen, let's do it.
As soon as you have an idea, take action immediately.
"Xiao Zhao, I'll take you on your way."
Lin Fan stepped on it with his knife and disappeared instantly. The powerful magic power crushed him away. The flowing light knife in his hand really drew a stream of light, which had the power to split the world.
"you… "
King Zhao Xian was so panicked that he wanted to jump off the stage and shouted, "I won't fight anymore, I will admit defeat," but his way of survival was blocked by himself.
At this moment, he remembered what Lin Fan had said to him before.
Don't block your own way of survival.
I thought I could kill the opponent easily.
But now it seems that I have dug a big hole for myself.
A feeling of dissatisfaction and unwillingness enveloped his heart.
"Damn it, in this case I will fight you." King Zhao Xian roared angrily, the mana in his body boiled, and he forcibly increased the power of the Feiyan Spirit Sword.
The consequence of the forced promotion was that King Zhao Xian's injuries became more and more serious, and his body was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Feiyan Spiritual Sword continued to explode and turned into clouds of smoke. Then these clouds and smoke continued to condense into long swords, and several long swords wrapped around them. Driven by King Zhao Xian, the Feiyan Spiritual Sword was allowed to find its target on its own.
"You go to hell. Even if I die, I will take you with me." King Zhao Xian roared like crazy, with a ferocious look on his face.
call out!
call out!
Several flying smoke swords locked onto Lin Fan's position and swept towards him quickly.
Lin Fan was not afraid at all. He took out the Vajra Talisman and patted it gently. The Talisman turned into golden light and wrapped around himself.
The Feiyan Spirit Sword crackled against the golden light, but it couldn't penetrate half of it.
"die."
Lin Fan fell with his sword and directly separated King Zhao Xian's head.
Suddenly.
The scene was quiet, and everyone had their mouths open, gaping at the scene on the stage of life and death.
Lin Fan stood in front of the corpse of King Zhao Xian, and the diamond talisman burned and turned into ashes and scattered between heaven and earth.
"Have a nice trip, Xiao Zhao, and thank you for the gift."
Lin Fan quickly received the Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi and the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword into the treasure bag.
These are all his.
No one can take it away.
It's a pity that the golden silk radiant armor is a pity.
In the quiet scene, there were no cheers to welcome his victory, which made Lin Fan very unhappy.
What about cheering
Lin Fan said to everyone: "My fellow disciples and those who believe in me, can you cheer and let me feel your enthusiasm?"
He waited.
Cheers.
Soon, the scene was boiling.
"Damn it... I'm bankrupt."
"Damn King Zhao Xian, I believed your ghost."
"Ah... it hurts."
"How could this happen? My spirit stone."
The disciples around him were heartbroken, some were angry with their chests, and some were pale and bloodless.
Lin Fan frowned. There was something wrong with the cheers. Could it be that no one was placing bets? Do they think I can win
A bunch of realistic guys.
Cry.
Ps: Thank you, Brother Yue No. 1, a reward of 20,000 from the boss. Thank you, DRKDino, for the big reward.
Ps: Take a break and try again later. Please ask.