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Chapter 82 Tianjiao is not old

The Qingyun Banquet was very lively. All the geniuses gathered together to talk about the past and the present, and discuss the powerful figures of the contemporary era. It was very lively.

Lin Fan and Wu Jian were drinking wine opposite each other, which shocked everyone. These two people can definitely be called the proud kings. No matter who they are, they can dominate each other. Now that they are sitting opposite each other and drinking wine, are they forming a different kind of alliance?

If this is true, is there anyone who can compete with this generation of geniuses? Their expressions changed, and they felt that the top three positions were probably determined, and they would appear among the three people at that table.

But in an instant, they felt that their thoughts were superfluous, because no matter what the top three were, it had nothing to do with them and others. It was a stage for a few people, and only Lin Fan and others could fight hard.

But then, they screamed in shock, because there was a strong murderous intention that enveloped the whole place. They felt like they were in purgatory, and there were countless illusions, as if there were endless ghosts of injustice roaring, teeth and claws showing, blood and tears in their eyes, recounting the great fear before death.

"cut!"

Lin Fan's passionate voice sounded, and the black heavy halberd on his legs was slashed out, slicing the space in front of him. The space was like a tattered oil painting being twisted up and shaking violently, making a clattering sound.

"laugh!"

The space shattered, and a figure with a ferocious mask on his face appeared, and was forced out by Lin Fan with a halberd.

"die!"

Lin Fan sat on the bench without moving, but thrust the heavy halberd straight out.

'boom!'

There was a big explosion in the air, and the heavy halberd was like a dragon going out to sea, heading straight towards Huanglong. The goal was clear and vicious, to pierce the masked man with one halberd.

"roar!"

The man roared loudly, and the bloody dagger in his hand collided with the heavy halberd, causing sparks to fly, but it was useless and could not change the outcome.

His head was penetrated by Lin Fan's heavy halberd, his body stiffened, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Lin Fan's eyes were cold. Immortal Lin had a mortal vendetta against him, so he killed him without any psychological burden. He raised his arms and shook the masked man's head to pieces.

Wu Jian raised his glass to Lin Fan, thinking that Lin Fan was very good, powerful and a great person.

"kill!"

After drinking the wine in the glass in one gulp, spring thunder burst out from Wu Sword's tongue, and the war sword on his back broke free from its restraints and pierced the sky.

A long black sword looked very ordinary, but now it was emitting endless light, as if it could outshine the blazing sun in the sky.

"puff!"

A corpse fell from the sky. Wu Jian carried a divine blade on his back and pierced his chest, revealing a bright red heart.

"Bu Lao Lin!"

"Oh my god, it turns out to be such a terrifying organization!"

The gifted genius with extraordinary vision screamed. It was so shocking. How did Lin Fan and Wu Jian offend them? Can they still survive?

Some people sighed in their hearts, if they offended Immortal Lin, even if the Lord of Hell intervened, they would not be able to save Lin Fan. Otherwise, they would be massacred.

"This is boring."

Lin Fan smiled and then glanced at the geniuses and said: "Brother Wujian, how about you and I dance a sword dance and perform a bloody killing for this genius?"

Wu Jian raised his eyebrows: "Yes!"

"Be careful."

Lin Fan stood up, gave instructions to Lin Leyao, then dragged his halberd backwards and walked towards a certain place.

"Your methods are of no use to me. If you are a bright light in the dark night, you cannot hide it from me."

He whispered, and the halberd dragged on the hard bluestone ground, sparking fiercely.

He walked towards the dark corner, his steps were very steady, as if there was an inexplicable pattern. The gentle footsteps made the geniuses feel their hearts beating, making their faces turn red and uncomfortable, and they had a more comprehensive understanding of Lin Fan's unparalleled power.

understanding.

"Buzz!"

There was nothing in that dark place, but now it buzzed, like a peerless sword about to unsheath and reveal its edge, or like a cheetah that had been hiding for a long time about to hunt.

"Bang!"

Lin Fan slashed out the halberd with one hand and blocked the ghost-like long sword with a sneer on his lips. His five senses were greatly improved, and the golden lightning threads were already all over the Qingyun Banquet. How could these killers hide from his unparalleled consciousness?

The reason why Fu Lao Lin is famous all over the world is solely because of their unparalleled concealment skills. But now that Lin Fan has seen through them, they are like tigers without teeth and pose no threat to Lin Fan.

"Boom!"

A sea of ​​thunder appeared, like a sea, with golden waves surging and floating in the sky above Lin Fan.

He took a step back, dodged the dagger that was striking his chest, and punched out. Thick thunder struck him down in the sea of ​​thunder, and blasted forward with his fist.

"Want to hide?"

Lin Fan smiled and pointed at the void in front of him: "Thunder falls."

Three lightning beams as thick as an adult's arm struck down in succession, forcing the killer hidden in the darkness to come out.

"Oh my god, is this a myth? Lin Fan can actually see clearly where the Immortal Lin killer is hiding, and is carrying out targeted killings."

"Is the myth of Immortal Forest coming to an end? Can someone break their concealment skills and still exist in the world forever?"

The geniuses hid in corners. They didn't dare to mess with this level of battle.

"You will become my eternal enemy."

The forced killer spoke.

"It's been a long time coming."

Lin Fan replied forcefully, the halberd in his hand swallowed up the golden light of lightning, and charged forward to kill.

"You're going to die."

The killer clenched the sword in his hand, foreboding that he would die today.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a green light pierced the space and came from behind the killer, cutting the killer's head in half.

"Brother Wujian, you are robbing me of my opponent."

Lin Fan was speechless.

"These dirty things would have been killed long ago."

Wu Jian responded briefly, and the divine sword that killed the killer turned upside down and was twisted in his hand.

Lin Fan nodded in approval: "I can't kill more than one or two of these dirty things anyway. It's better to finish it as soon as possible."

Everyone was shocked and speechless. I really want to ask the two geniuses in this scene, do you know who you killed?

That is the assassin of Bulao Lin. He strikes without retaliation, which means a sure kill. It can make the strong men who have been famous for thousands of years cry and make the elders of major sects beg for mercy. But now these two geniuses are talking unscrupulously, not taking each other seriously at all.

In eyes.

It was as if the Immortal Forest Killer was just a piece of grass on the roadside in their eyes. Listening to their words, he had done this kind of thing more than once or twice.

"Brother Wujian, let's compete with who can kill more people. The loser will buy you a drink!"

Lin Fan said loudly after turning a killer into coke with the second form of Thunder in Nine Heavens Thunder.

"puff!"

Wujian cut a seed-level killer in half, and then said: "Okay."

Everyone was shocked. These two people were really arrogant. They were still chatting and laughing in the middle of a killing field, and regarded the death disaster in the eyes of others as a different kind of competition.

Golden lightning filled the air, and green sword light swept across the sky. The two of them were fighting to their heart's content, engaging in an alternative kind of competition, trying to determine who would win or lose based on the number of heads they had killed.

"They are the protagonists of this era, and we can only be reduced to foils."
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