Signed in for 20 years, just to kill God

Twist the waist, shake the arms, like seaweed.

"Holy Son, you're crazy!"

"Look, can such a person be a holy son?"

"Ha ha!"

Nangong Wuya and the others laughed wildly, Lin Fan must be crazy, his spirit is not normal.

"Junior brother, don't scare me." Lu Wushuang raised her brows and looked at him with concern, trying to stop Lin Fan.

Yun Lan's eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't stand still.

"Lin Fan, why is this happening?"

Some Tianjiao who cared about Lin Fan shook their heads one after another, with dejected expressions filling the brows of everyone.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Dongfang Ling looked at Nangong Wuya and the others angrily.

It was all these people who made Lin Fan like this.

But at this moment, above the void, the cloud and water suddenly changed.The wind blows away the clouds, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and the clouds and water disappear instantly.Above this void, a star appeared.

The stars are the sun, and under the brilliance of the sun, the sky clears up.

Every drop of rain sword retreated one after another, the sun shone on the earth, and the stars began to circle.As they circled, the stars slowly condensed, and as they condensed, streams of sword energy rushed out of Lin Fan's body.

These sword qi turned into ancient swords.

These ancient swords all come from the galaxy chessboard, and the sword energy is condensed and boundless.

"Is that so?"

Dongfang Zixiao gasped, and the elders in the air also screamed.

"Sword God, Galaxy Swordsmanship!"

"It has appeared, the ancestor's Xinghe swordsmanship really exists."

"Xinghe Sword Intent, the bright sun is in the sky, and his other move is the bright moon in the sky."

As soon as the elder finished speaking, he saw Lin Fan shake his waist again, and the sword energy changed again.The sunset and the moon rise, the bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight shines.

A stream of sword energy turned pale.

"Really are!"

"I finally saw that the Sword of the Sword God was born again."

"Lin Fan, the Saint Son, Lin Fan, got it from the Galaxy Chessboard."

Someone has already yelled out, how many years have passed, the inheritance of Xinghe Sword Art, the founder of the mountain, has been cut off.Now Lin Fan obtained the Xinghe Sword Art from the Xinghe Chessboard.

"boom!"

In the Sword God Valley, Patriarch Huang Jiulong also soared into the sky.

"Xinghe swordsmanship, where is it?"

At the peak of the Dao God Realm, the billowing sword energy caused the void to explode.Behind Huang Jiulong, Qin Jianchen also followed, also watching in shock.

"Really?"

"Lin Fan, speak up!"

Patriarch Huang Jiulong also looked at Lin Fan excitedly, Lin Fan slowly stopped his waist, the sword energy dissipated from his body, Lin Fan's face was a little pale.

"That's right, I just used "Galaxy Sword Art"."

"This is the way of the sword god passed down by the patriarch, right?"

"Lin Fan, good job. Hand it over." Huang Jiulong became excited again.

"no problem!"

Lin Fan was very happy, and Huang Jiulong was very satisfied with this answer.

"Okay, you are indeed the Son of the Holy Land!"

"Old Ancestor, but some people think that I am not qualified to be the Holy Son."

"Who said that?"

Huang Jiulong was furious on the spot. Lin Fan is the Son of God, and he has passed down the "Xinghe Sword Art".How important this is to the Holy Land, that is the art of the sword god.

If Huang Jiulong practiced "Xinghe Sword Art" and learned from it, he would definitely become a sword god in the future.

"he!"

As soon as Lin Fan guided Gong Wuya, Nangong Wuya was completely dumbfounded.

Huang Jiulong glared directly, and with just one look, Nangong Wuya was about to collapse.

"And him, and you!"

"Didn't you say just now that practicing the "Rain-Covering Sword" is the Holy Child? Come on, I am now practicing the sword art of the sword god. Am I the sword god?"

"Old Ancestor, these people all said it."

"And him!"

Lin Fan pointed at Gai Wuji again, and Gai Wuji looked at Lin Fan and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Gai Wuji, you said you have contributed, what contribution do you have?"

"If you hadn't plotted the Siji Sword, would the Galaxy Chessboard be destroyed?"

"Won't it be great to get the "Rain Covering Sword"?"

"If you want to seek the Holy Son, you are worthy!"

Lin Fan looked at Gai Wuji coldly, and directly took out the Holy Child Token in his hand.

"Sheng Ziling, it's here, you come and get it."

"Dare you?"

Lin Fan snorted coldly again, which caused Gai Wuji's eyes to shoot a cold sword intent, but he couldn't move at all.

There are ancestors protecting the sky above, and the suzerain is on the opposite side.

Lin Fan passed down the "Xinghe Sword Art", which is too important to the Holy Land.

The art of the sword god, just take it out and dedicate it to the sect?
If it was Gai Wuji, he couldn't even do it.

"Nangong Wuya, do you dare?"

Holding the Holy Child Order, he looked at Nangong Wuya again, and Nangong Wuya took a step back. At this moment, he couldn't bear Lin Fan's questioning.

"what about you?"

"And these elders."

"Didn't you just say that you wanted to deprive me of my Son?"

"Now, you don't need to deprive them."

"Father, quit!"

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he threw the Holy Child Order directly on the ground.

"Back to the Temple of Heaven!"

Lin Fan walked proudly, not even looking at these people.The surroundings were quiet, and they were all intimidated by Lin Fan.

"Lin Fan, you can't do this." Dongfang Zixiao came to his senses and quickly stopped Lin Fan.

"You are the Holy Son, the Holy Son of the Holy Land, only you."

"Sovereign, I don't have the time."

"Gai Wuji!"

Dongfang Zixiao glared at Gai Wuji angrily, then pointed at Gai Wuji and said, "It's because of you that you let the Holy Son do this. Now, you apologize to the Holy Son."

"You have to give the Holy Land an explanation for the destruction of the Galaxy Chessboard."

"Let me apologize?"

Gai Wuji's complexion changed too quickly, such a result was not what he wanted.The identity of the Holy Son was not lost, but instead apologized to Lin Fan.

"Apologize!" Huang Jiulong also stared.

In this matter, Huang Jiulong had to face Lin Fan. If he really wanted to offend Lin Fan, what would happen to "Xinghe Sword Art"?
"I!"

Gai Wuji held his breath, and the people behind him all retreated, and they didn't even have the face to face Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stopped and turned his back to everyone.

Standing beside Dongfang Zixiao, Lin Fan seemed to look down on all sword gods.

"Let me apologize to him!"

"you!"

Gai Wuji wanted to explain something, but there was no way.

Above the void, there was a ripple.At this time, someone sent a sound transmission to Gai Wuji, and when Gai Wuji heard the sound transmission, he gritted his teeth and cupped his fists to salute.

"Holy Son, I'm sorry!"

"it's all my fault!"

"The Galaxy Chessboard, I destroyed it."

"Holy Son, Zongmen, please forgive me!"

Gai Wuji bowed down again, lowered his head, but his eyes radiated infinite killing intent.

"Son, what do you think?" Huang Jiulong asked Lin Fan.

Lin Fan slowly raised his head, looked up at the sky, and said calmly: "I will teach the ancestor the sword technique. Son, I don't want it anymore."

"Sorry, will it help?"

As soon as Lin Fan raised his hand, he threw the sword technique carved with the spirit stone to Huang Jiulong directly.

"Senior sister, let's go back to the mountain!"

"go!"

"it is good!"

Lu Wushuang stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lin Fan, ignoring Youlong Palace and even Patriarch.

"Let's go back to the mountain!"

"And I!"

Dongfang Ling also came out, shoulder to shoulder.

"I!"

Biting her red lips, Yun Lan also stood beside Lin Fan.

"Go back to the mountain!" Lin Fan waved his hand.