"Why, your Holy Lao Lao, will you even stab my sword?" Lin Fan laughed, said.
"Lin Fan, as far as I know, you should not be a person with a smooth mouth, take your sword out and show me a glance." The dust leaf is still a light and light appearance, as if it is difficult to cause him to cause his psychological psychology
Speaking, "If you want these three people to work, take the sword out and give me a glance."
Lin Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and said: "You also threatened this set? Is this your kendo?"
"My Kendo, everything follows the heart, everything is going to mess with my sword heart. However, what you say is reasonable, I still disdain with the use of threats."
After saying that Chen Ye said, put a finger gently.
The vast and influential ocean at the top of the head suddenly burst into a moment.
Under the control of dust leaves, the dragon locks suddenly rolled the aura, and the tumbling could not be tumbling.
Subsequently, the three ancestors were directly excluded by the large formation.
Zi Xuan's real person quickly shook, and went to take over the three.
Although Jun Guangming, although Tianyi God and Wenren were free, they were not injured and disordered. The saints showed serious signs of dispersion.
There is no power to fight again.
Zixuan real people asked them to take time to meditate and recover as soon as possible, while he was protecting the method.
Besides, Lin Fan saw the Chen Ye so happy to release the three of the Jun Guangming, and his face was slightly surprised.
The dusty leaves are facing Lin Fan. Although the eyes are covered with gray cloth, Lin Fan can feel that there seems to be two eyes falling on themselves.
Lin Fan threw his hand to throw Yue Qingcang out.
With a sound of "嘭", Yue Qingcang hit the ground and rolled twice before stopping.
Still closed eyes and blood.
Although the body has not completely collapsed, it is almost the same. At least in a short time, it is absolutely impossible to have combat effectiveness.
Lin Fan looked at the dust leaf and hooked his fingers at him.
Dust leaves are still unmoved.
This made Lin Fan sank again.
This dusty leaf is a bit of a bit of it. He is too stable, too quiet, and give Lin Fan a deep feeling.
The quiet arrogance stands in the void, just like a sword.
A low -key, simple, but seeing the peerless sword that can poke the sky with a big hole!
This feeling makes Lin Fan very uncomfortable.
Compared with the dusty leaves, the physical fitness explosion, the violent Yue Qingcang, like a thunder god, looks like a jumping beam clown.
Lin Fan thought.
On the other side, the dusty leaves are slightly swaying at the same time.
Holding a long sword with a sheath with your left hand and putting it out.
The next moment.
"clang!"
The fierce impact sound sounded, and there was Mars splash at the same time.
The blade of silence was blocked by the dust leaf, flipped and flew out.
Sometimes the space rippled a ripple, and the blade of silence flew into the center of ripples, disappearing.
But the left hand of the dust was raised again.
"!"
A crisp sound.
The long sword in the hands of the dust trembled slightly, two inches out of the sheath.
Suddenly, the cold mang appeared.
Immediately.
"clang!"
The Blade of Silence appeared in the top of the dust of the dust.
It was originally stabbed to the heart of the Chenye, but it was blocked by his sword.
The blade of the silence stabbed the sword of the dusty leaf sword, and there was a splash of Mars.
The hand pattern of the dust leaf holding the sword remained motionless, and the sword did not shake at all, but the blade of silence collapsed.
Two times in a row kill a knife, they did not build it.
Lin Fan knew that it was probably invalid for dust leaves.
He has a sword domain, which can be regarded as a simplified version of the consciousness. Even if the slightest energy fluctuations, the space ripples within the sword domain range, it is difficult to escape the awareness of the dust leaves.
"Don't take out this kind of non -inflowing method. Don't take out the humiliation." The dust leaf said indifferently, "Take out your sword and fight with me."
When the words fell, the whole body of the dust suddenly rose up.
His swordsmanship is not lingering or vast, but he is extremely low -key, not conspicuous at all, just like the character of the dust leaf.
Calm, low -key, not showing mountains and no exposure.
But it is such a person that is even more terrible.
Lin Fan is sinking as water.
After a moment of silence, Lin Fan gritted his teeth, Hong Meng Ziqi fluttered throughout his body, and his body flashed directly towards the dust leaf.
In front of the peerless sword like Chen Ye, using a sword to match him is the most stupid choice.
Although Lin Fan has his own pride, he will not be arrogant enough to lose the basic judgment.
Lin Fan will indeed use a sword. If the standards of the universe below, he is definitely a master of peerless kendo, but compared with the dust leaves, Lin Fan's kendo accomplishment must be far away.
After all, Lin Fan is not a pure sword repair.
He repaired swords, refined, hand -made methods, and fisting methods, and spiritual power. It can be said that everything is practiced.
But if you want to be divided into strength, Lin Fan is the strongest now, and it is undoubtedly the body!
Top saints are physical!
The way Lin Fan is best at combat is close melee.
Facing a strong enemy like Chen Ye, Lin Fan will naturally not be able to attack the enemy's director with his own shortness.
Therefore, even if Lin Fanzheng rushed away.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan was close to the dust.
He fists his right hand, his arms are pulled backwards, and then he fiercely punch.
A huge golden boxing shadow whispered.
"Huhuhu!"
For a while, space trembles, and the wind and clouds are rolled up.
The horrible punch has become, and with the power of destroying the heavens, it is blasted to the dust leaves.
Dust leaf faces Lin Fan.
He didn't see any movement, but his eyes were slightly narrowed, and a strong sword of the sword rose instantly, squeezing it in front of him.
Lin Fan suddenly tightened his pupils.
Because he punched his strength, he was instantly crushed by the energy of the sword, crushed, and turned into countless light spots dissipated in the air.
"Sword domain?" Lin Fan sank inside.
It seems that the sword domain of dust leaves is stronger than he thinks.
Dust leaf said surprised: "Do you actually know the sword domain?"
Lin Fan did not speak, but turned over, and the majestic Hongmeng Ziqi suddenly surrounded the palm.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan launched it.
The whistling sound suddenly sounded.
A huge golden palm print, crushing a large space, crushing it towards the dust leaf fiercely.
When the palm came out, the wind and clouds changed when the situation was swinging.
It seems to contain the horror of the world!
Too wild palm!
Hongmeng's founding tactics comes with the attacking magical power.
Now Lin Fan is already a pseudo -sanctuary. At this time, it is too deserted, and the power is extremely scary.
Even if it is dusty leaves, I have mentioned a bit of seriousness.
This palm is very strong.
Dust Ye's mind moved, and the sword domain was running instantly.
Too deserted heaven has arrived.
The fierce impact of the golden palm print is on the edge of the sword domain of the dust leaf.
The two energy collided fiercely.
There was a sound of scalp.
The golden palm print continues to work hard, the golden mang burst into the palm of the palm, and the leakage is constantly leaked.
The Dust Leaf's sword domain was also severely impacted, and there was a ripple.
The expression of dust leaves gradually becomes serious, and then it becomes dignified.
In the end, when the sword domain was difficult to load, when it revealed the trend, the dust leaf came out of the sword.
"Well!"
A pale sword light flashed away.
The dust is too fast.
The sword is out of the sheath, cuts out, and returns to the sheath.
The whole set of movements is done in one go, and it has been done in an instant.
That pale sword light passed by in the middle of the palm of Taihuantian.
Too deserted heavenly palm was instantly defeated.
Jian Guang went to the momentum, and continued to cut it to Lin Fan.
As soon as Lin Fan's eyelids jumped, it was almost instinctively dodge.
But it's still a bit later.
"laugh!"
Jian Guang wiped Lin Fan's shoulders and cut it, and his sharp sword air broke Lin Fan's defense instantly.
Lin Fan was shaken, and the flesh on his right shoulder was turned off, and blood was dripping.
Seeing this, the four ancestors in the distance sank at the same time.
The dust leaves are too strong.
Lin Fan seemed to have no chance at all in front of him.