Signed in for 20 years, just to kill God

"Lin Fan, what are you thinking? Hurry up and choose again." An elder shouted in the distance.

"Yes, what kind of cultivation are you, nonsense."

No one agrees with Lin Fan, even if Lin Fan defeats Yuan Yongzun, it is impossible to defeat Nangong Wuya.

Nangong Wuya challenged Daojiu, and these people all saw it.

Lin Fan and Nangong Wuya are not at the same level at all.

"Challenge me?" Nangong Wuya almost died of laughter.

Above the Fei Palace, Dongfang Zixiao looked at Ji Qizun, as if asking whether Ji Qizun arranged it.

The wine gourd was broken directly.

Ji Qizun pointed at his apprentice and almost flew off.

"Let him choose again."

Dongfang Zixiao understood when he saw Ji Qizun like this, and Ji Qizun didn't know about this situation either.

"Nangong Wuya, dare you?"

Lin Fan in white walked towards Nangong Wuya, ignoring the surrounding discussions.

"The rules of the Holy Land, I challenge you now."

"Lin Fan, you want to challenge me? Just this black jade sword platform, can you go up there?"

Nangong Wuya laughed again, Lin Fan is not even in the Sitong Realm, he can't fly with a sword, how can he compare with him?
"that is!"

The disciples of Youlongdian also laughed.

"You said this?"

Lin Fan looked up at Mo Yujiantai, and said softly to Lu Wushuang beside him, "Senior Sister, please excuse me."

"you!"

Lu Wushuang wanted to say something, but saw Lin Fan's deep gaze.

"I need this fight, it's mine."

"Senior brother!"

Lu Wushuang took a deep breath, and suddenly the Wushuang sword rose into the air.Following the sword energy, Wushuangjian led Lin Fan to the Moyu sword platform.

"crazy!"

"Get him down!"

Everyone exclaimed again, Dongfang Ling wanted to fly into the air and stop Lin Fan.

"Don't stop him, he has already made up his mind." Lu Wushuang stopped Dongfang Ling.

Wushuang sword came out, and Lin Fan landed on Mo Yutai.

"Nangong Wuya, I'm coming up, do you dare?"

In front of the strong, Lin Fan wanted to challenge Nangong Wuya again.Everyone looked at Lin Fan, is Lin Fan looking for death?

Gu Lingyun, the master of Youlong Palace, looked away, and just said: "You can't control yourself!"

Everyone looked at Nangong Wuya again, and some people had already started sound transmission.

"Hehe, I find it interesting too."

Nangong Wuya ignored the others and took a step forward. A plume of green smoke went straight up to the sky, and he was already standing on the Moyu platform.

"No!"

Dongfang Zixiao walked out again, it couldn't be like this.If there is a real competition, Nangong Wuya will not hold back, even if Lin Fan does not die, he will be seriously injured.

"Sovereign, this battle, I will follow him."

Lin Fan bowed down, respectfully.

"Lin Fan, this is Dabi, not a place for you to mess around. Didn't you see the battle just now? As the Son of God, you need time."

Dongfang Zixiao had already made it very clear, and he almost didn't say that Lin Fan couldn't do it at all.

"Time? No need."

"This battle is my choice, and I will bear it myself."

"Ding!"

At Nangong Wuya's feet, a white jade sword book appeared.

"What is this?" Nangong Wuya was stunned for a moment.

"Life and death battle!"

"It's over, crazy, this Lin Fan is completely crazy."

"Stop him now!"

Everyone shouted again, Lin Fan was going to fight Nangong Wuya on the Moyu Platform.

"Ji Qizun, do you care?"

Just when Ji Qizun was about to speak, Lin Fan turned around and bowed down.

"Master, please believe me, I know it well. I must fight this battle."

"Tell me what time it is."

"I only seize the day!"

"Master, this apprentice is reckless."

Lin bowed down again, his eyes were firm and he would not change.

Ji Qizun's shoulders trembled, he looked at Lin Fan, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

"When you grow up, let's fight, life and death, Potian Temple will suffer."

"In the history of Potian Temple, there has never been a person who was afraid of the sword of life and death."

"This battle, as a teacher, watch."

"Thank you!"

Lin Fan took a step back, this time he knelt instead of bowing.

The audience was in an uproar, Lin Fan wanted to fight Nangong Wuya to the death.

These strong men may not know the reason, but the disciples of the Holy Land knew that Lin Fan's battle was for Yunlan.

"Rush to the crown and become a beauty!"

"Spirit Palace Realm, challenge Spirit Body Realm."

"Maybe it's overreaching, but my heart is boiling."

"Son!"

Many disciples looked at Lin Fan enthusiastically, the sword intent on their bodies was exploding.Some disciples from the inner and outer sects in the distance even threw their swords into the sky when they heard the news.

"Son!"

Sword Qi wandered through the world and paid homage to Lin Fan.

"childish!"

Of course, Nangong Wuya saw these disciples, the outer and inner disciples, facing Lin Fan like this, what's the use?

Looking down at the life and death sword book under his feet, his face was full of contempt.

"If you want to die yourself, then you can't blame me."

"I took it!"

Nangong Wuya wanted to kill Lin Fan even more, but when he finally had the chance, he blocked everyone.

"it is good!"

Lin Fan stood up, a drop of blood fell on the sword book, and then wiped his fingers with the corner of his white robe.

"Lin Fan, did you choose this yourself?"

"Tell me about you..." Nangong Wuya had just finished speaking.

Lin Fan had already rushed over, and at an extremely fast speed, the unicorn arm directly hit Nangong Wuya's body.

"Despicable, sneak attack!"

Nangong Wuya twisted his body, trying to dodge, Lin Fan's uppercut punch hit Nangong Wuya's ribs in an instant.

"boom!"

Nangong Wuya flew out directly, with a spiritual barrier on his body, looking at Lin Fan with disdain.

"Is it useful? Knowing that your physical strength is strong, no matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than Dao Jiu?"

"Do you know what the spiritual state means?"

Nangong Wuya stretched out a finger, and a wave of spiritual power was released on the fingertip.It was dazzling light, rising from the fingertips, and then spreading out towards the surroundings.

The power of the spirit body realm forms a green dome.

"I'm standing here, can you move?"

The mighty energy instantly moved towards Lin Fan and suppressed him, causing the battle platform under Lin Fan's feet to make a crackling sound.

"You're talking about moving, is that right?"

Who would have thought that Lin Fan stepped forward and walked out towards Nangong Wuya again.

Every step, Lin Fan's supernatural power persisted.

Qilin arm, ancient step, yin and yang, spiritual change, soul wave.

The five merged, and inside the dome, everything was distorted.

"Can he resist the power of the spirit body?"

"Can the two realms be like this?"

"Have you forgotten that the physique of the Holy Son is the physique of Zhou Pin. It surpasses all treasure bodies, war bodies and even holy bodies."

"Give Lin Fan time, and he will surely rise."

"Unfortunately, this battle."

Nangong Wuya also looked at Lin Fan, Lin Fan could bear it.

"Just a finger."

"continue."

Like a hunter, Nangong Wuya stretched out two fingers again, and the pressure continued to drop.

The surroundings of Lin Fan became more and more distorted, and even a terrifying electric arc appeared.