Inadvertently Invincible

at this time.

The enthusiasm of the disciples at the scene was not high. After several consecutive defeats, they were quite in a bad mood. Other martial arts disciples won several games in a row. This is a joke.

Gong Mo asked him to come back for a try.

But there is nothing like that.

Just as he was about to step off the ring, there was a sound of laughter in the distance.

"Wait a minute, I ’m going to compare it with you. I have an itchy hand, and I want to know what the strength of Taiwu Xianmen disciples is, and depending on your strength, you should be a true disciple of Taiwu Xianmen." The robe prince came slowly.

The disciples around gave way.

Respectfully called.

At the same time, they were very excited, apparently that the Son was about to shoot.

There is nothing wrong with the Son's shot.

It's not easy for the lost face to hang out for so long and finally come back.

Lin Fan looked back at each other. It was really strong. Yuan Ying's practice was much better than the previous test.

Listening to the names of those around, it is clear that this is the Son of the Holy Land.

"No, I am not a true disciple, just an ordinary disciple." Lin Fan said.

Heizi Shengzi laughed: "It's really naughty not to tell the truth, but it doesn't matter. Your strength is very strong. I would like to learn some things. My masters and brothers have a long way to go before you go home."

"The real battle is a battle between strong and strong."

The Son of the Black Robe is a bit impatient.

These few words also told the younger brothers and sisters.

You don't lose if we don't.

But the strength of the opponent is much better than you.

It is normal for you to lose.

"Introducing myself, my name is Liu Yuanhei, a family of scholarly scholars. At the age of three, I have been accepted as a holy place disciple. I have practiced for 136 years. I have a very good talent, otherwise I can't be so good." Liu Yuanhei said with a smile. With.

Lin Fan felt a little calm, and this self-introduction was quite good.

"That being the case, then I can't fall. My name is Lin Fan, a disciple of Taiwu Xianmen. It ’s only been a few months since I started, and I do n’t want to say so much in my practice so far, just in case.

It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't dare to say it.

You said that you have only practiced for a few months and you have reached such a point that you need to be killed to make people believe.

Liu Yuan underworld: "It's an interesting introduction, but you're not very honest, you're talking nonsense, but it doesn't matter. When we meet we rely on strength, not mouth."

"Do n’t worry, you did n’t take a shot to hurt my younger brother, and I would n’t take a shot to hurt you. Although there is a gap between you and me, it ’s really difficult to make sure there is no injury. If you have a small injury, you have to take it . "

He is confident enough.

Even if Lin Fan's strength just showed is extraordinary, but in Liu Yuanhei's view, that's all. It is impossible to win him.

The holy land is tested by magical magical powers, and it will never sacrifice the baby. After all, the power of the baby cannot show its strength.

This battle has attracted much attention.

It ’s not just the disciples who are paying attention.

Some older generations in the Holy Land are secretly observing the situation here.

The battle of the Son represents the face of the Holy Land.

There is no grudge between the ancient immortal shrine and the Taiwu fairy gate, but no one wants to weaken their own martial arts, and this is still the battle between the saint and the true disciple.

Several old guys spoke with each other.

"What do you think of this battle?"

"It's not easy to say, that Taiwu Xianmen disciple's mana is not weak. Just looking at the flames of the Feng Baoyin who opened the Jinmiao people, it is not unusual."

"I'm still optimistic about the boy Liu Yuanhei. His magical powers are good, and he's quite sinister and weird. For the first time, ordinary people will always be busy."

"Look at it, what is the odds, you can see the results later, but we have to look at it, in case they have a real fire, they have no time to take care of the disciples around them, and there is a disaster."

These old guys are discussing.

Just discussing for a long time, this balance still tends to Liu Yuanhei.

Who makes this their Son.

Not optimistic about him, but also optimistic about others.

Liu Yuan underworld: "You shoot first."

"No, you shoot first. I am used to others shooting first." Lin Fan laughed, motioning to the other side to be polite, what to do.

Liu Yuan underworld: "The big man, let you take the shot first, then you will take the shot first. Besides, this place is a holy place, and my place should be the guest first. Otherwise, outsiders will know and say the holy place is deceiving."

"By the way, please do your best. I'm afraid that as soon as I do, you will have no room for resistance."

I have to say that he is confident.

This kind of confidence infects the disciples around.

"Shengzi Niubi ..." (Blaring roar)

The atmosphere was boiling again, all the disciples were talking to each other, and being able to see the Holy Son's shot was an exciting thing for them.

Gong Mo embraced his hands and looked at the ring with a smile. A dragon fight was about to begin. For him, this was the scene he wanted to see most.

Taiwu Xianmen is indeed a big school.

The younger generations shoot like bamboo shoots after the rain, constantly emerging.

This is also the key to the inheritance of the Daoists, but their holy places are naturally not weak. The younger generation has a lot of talents. They can learn from each other and learn from each other's strengths and make progress.

Where the Virgin is.

"He started this again, and the moment when this Taiwu Xianmen disciple started, it was the moment when he was attacked by storms."

"Liu Yuanhei was born with different pupils, and at the moment when the method was working, he knew what the other party was going to do, and at the same time he made a response. The last time he talked with him, he almost came across.

"At the end of the contest, Chuanying told him that he must return what Taiwu Xianmen disciples said earlier."

"What is it?"

"No, your mana is very strong and your magical powers are good, but you are not my opponent."

A maiden pouted and laughed, "You are so good, but I like it so much."

Some disciples kept their eyes on the maiden's side, and when she saw the maiden's flower with a smile, the soul almost got hooked, so beautiful, really beautiful, all beautiful things can't be square.

...

Lin Fanwei said nothing, slowly open his palm, as if holding a knife, "I pretend that there is a knife in my hand, you have to remember."

"Okay, I remember, you have a knife in your hand." Liu Yuanhei smiled, and then said, "So let's start, I have been waiting for a long time."

at this time.

Lin Fan runs mana. In Liu Yuanhei's eyes, he has seen the direction of mana operation.

"Broken magic sword!"

call out!

Dust rippled in place, Lin Fan's figure disappeared directly in place.

An ordinary disciple Mo said that if he wants to see Lin Fan, he can't see even the afterimage.

Lin Fan now has the speed of sound by using the magic knife technique of breaking sounds, taking human life as a bag, it is simple, even in the blink of an eye, he can be dead.

"A good little magical power." Liu Yuanhei was very calm, but he was very dignified. At a glance, he could see how powerful the magical power he was playing, and he could only capture his figure by his cultivation. , But these are enough.

He didn't move.

But with the movement of Lin Fan, his eyes turned, sometimes appearing on the left side, sometimes appearing on the right side, changing endlessly and moving strangely, like ghosts.

The old holy men are discussing.

"Extremely, this disciple of Tai Wuxianmen practiced a little magical power to the highest level. His talent and understanding are extraordinary."

"It's true that we haven't seen it before, but from this we can see that the opponent's strength is very strong. Liu Yuanhei wants to win, I am afraid that he will go through a hard battle."

at this time.

Liu Yuanhei is running mana and is ready to wait until the other party appears in front of him, he will be crushed by supreme power to completely suppress the other party.

And he is now waiting for this opportunity.

Lin Fan shuttled quickly, smiling slightly at the corners of his mouth.

Then cast his magical powers.

soar!

Sprint burst!

call out!

Instantly, there was no trace.

"what?"

Liu Yuan Hei Meng's astonishment suddenly disappeared.

"you lose."

I do not know when Lin Fan appeared behind Liu Yuanhei, and his palm touched his neck. "As I said before, my hand is a knife, then your head has been completely separated from the body. "

"how come."

Liu Yuanhei stared at him, muttering incredibly. He didn't respond at all. What happened just now, the other party suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and then appeared behind him.

Sweat exploded.

If the opponent really has a knife in his hand, he is now dead.

boom!

boom!

The Virgin and Child, the elders of the Holy Land, stood up in horror.

"This speed, how did he do it?" The older generation was astonished. They could see Lin Fan's figure just now, suddenly accelerating, as if traveling through space.

They were very optimistic about the contest.

There is no difference between the two, and the battle will be fierce.

But in reality, they hit their faces fiercely.

Just for a moment.

The victory has already happened.

"What magical power does he perform?"

"It's not magical power. There is no magical power fluctuation. It's like the speed of horror erupting in an instant."

Where do they know Lin Fan's talent.

These talents are all dropped from the demon.

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The Virgin and the Child looked at each other.

Judging from the twinkling light in their eyes, they never thought that this would be the case.

What is the origin of this guy?

Is it really just a true disciple of Taiwu Xianmen?

When did Taiwu Xianmen have such a disciple.

"I lost." Liu Yuanhei's smile converged and he fell into a state of sacrifice. For him, all this happened between the electric light and the flint, not even the speed of the reaction.

Gong Mo's mouth was open enough to stuff eggs.

The development of things.

It has seriously exceeded his expectations.

This should not be the case.