The killing intent is like water, flowing everywhere.

Wang Lin was in the midst of the monstrous killing intent, trembling.

He looked at Lin Fan, like a demon king, standing there, the smile on the corner of his mouth was not warm, but like the blood splashed in the demon king's hand, which made him tremble involuntarily.

"Protect me!"

Wang Lin shouted, this was a situation he had never had before.

Since he had cultivated the exercises, no matter what kind of master he had encountered, even if it was his master, he had never been so scared as he was now, and he had already lost his momentum without a fight.

In his eyes, Lin Fan is a murderous demon king, the calmer and more terrifying, and the stronger the killing, especially when Lin Fan threw Lin Xiuping casually, Wang Lin's whole person almost collapsed.

Several dead soldiers, expressionless, heard Wang Lin's orders, one by one holding long sticks, blocking in front of Wang Lin, their hands holding sticks were obviously trembling, but they still stubbornly blocked the front.

"Why bother striking a stone with an egg?" Lin Fan smiled lightly.

Immediately after Lin Fan moved, everyone only saw a figure suddenly start, and then a dead man touched his neck in horror, and fell into a pool of blood with a bang, boom, a few times, Wang Lin's dead soldiers, all fell, and they didn't know how to die until they died.

Their eyes were wide open, and their faces were frightened and confused, as if they wanted to figure out what had happened in that moment, when their necks were cold.

The dead soldiers had no chance to know, but Wang Lin, who saw all this, lived like a year, and sat down on the luxurious bed with a sigh, not daring to look at Lin Fan, who was smiling more and more.

He saw it very clearly, Lin Fan rushed over at a high speed, and at the last moment, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed through the necks of several dead soldiers, like harvesting wheat, without any suspense, harvesting the heads of several dead soldiers.

The speed and precision of the technique made Wang Lin, who claimed to be a master, also convinced.

"Do you decide it yourself, or will I do it for you and give you a ride?"

Lin Fan walked to the luxurious bed and looked at Wang Lin coldly, but the smile on his face became even hotter, like a golden sunflower flower plate in autumn.

"You, you, don't come here!"

Wang Lin took two steps back, clutching the black iron rod in his hand.

It's just that his hand holding the stick trembled more and more, losing the momentum and fighting spirit of a warrior, and there was no threat at all.

"Looks like you're going to let me see you off!"

Lin Fan sighed, the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at the frightened Wang Lin, but just when he was halfway stabbed, he turned around, and the long sword shook and stabbed into the air behind him.

The air on that side moved like ripples, followed by the harsh sound of Jin Ge's attack, Lin Fan did not move, the long sword swung dozens of swords one after another, and a martial artist who looked very similar to Wang Lin flashed out.

"Twins, or is one of you just a spare tire?"

Lin Fan swept Wang Lin, and there was another man dressed in black, who came out of the air, who was also about twenty years old, but his face was gloomy and fierce, which seemed to be much more powerful than Wang Lin on the bed.

This man suddenly sensed it when Lin Fan was about to kill Wang Lin with a sword, and at that time, a faint popping sound in the air diverted Lin Fan's attention, and at the same time, he also noticed that there were still people hiding in the dark, so he gave up Wang Lin and fought with the person hiding in the shadows.

He didn't expect that the result was two people who looked very similar.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the man came out, he yelled at Wang Lin, who collapsed.

As for his own safety, the man didn't care at all.

"I can't leave you alone!"

Wang Lin stood up again, picked up the black iron rod in his hand, and the dragon on the stick rushed, as if he had come to life, and Wang Lin's whole person also changed greatly, and the long stick pointed at Lin Fan.

"Interesting, it seems that there is still a good show!"

Lin Fan sneered, but he didn't expect that two Wang Lin would come out at once.

And the two people look nervous about each other, no matter how you look at it, they don't look like two people who have nothing to do with each other.

Lin Fan moved, and a sword slashed at Wang Lin, who was holding a black iron rod, and the sword wind was whistling, and before it could attack, it shook Wang Lin's body unstable.

Wang Lin didn't expect Lin Fan's sudden attack, he had already fallen into passivity, and the long stick had to be set up to block, but he didn't expect Lin Fan's long sword to shrink, and from the gap in the long stick, he attacked straight over, pointed straight at his throat, and ran towards a sword to seal his throat.

If this sword is stabbed to death, unless they have something in Longhu Mountain that can resurrect the muscles and bones, otherwise, it will definitely be a life, and there is no possibility of survival.

However, just when the long sword was about to slash Wang Lin, the man who suddenly appeared, in a long flash, but a light small sword with cold light appeared, and with a slight block, he stopped in front of the rapidly rushing Ascending Evil Sword, and said in a loud voice:

"Let's go!"

"I can't leave you behind!"

Contrary to the ruthlessness on weekdays, Wang Lin at this moment is more affectionate and righteous.

Lin Fan didn't worry about the two of them, the long sword continued to attack, and the man also kept parrying, but it was getting more and more difficult to parry, and it was a matter of time before he was defeated, seeing that the situation was not good, he retreated Lin Fan's ascension sword with a sword:

"I am your shadow, and I live for you in this life, don't leave quickly!"

"Shadows?"

Lin Fan was stunned.

Lin Fan also knew a lot about the shadow.

In some wealthy families, each generation of young descendants who are ready to take over the position of patriarch will cultivate a shadow who is absolutely loyal and obedient to the master at a very young age.

Such people never have a name of their own, they only have one common name, and that is the shadow, which exists as the shadow of the master, and where the master is, they will be there.

It's just that what Lin Fan didn't expect was that the Wang family actually used a pair of brothers as the shadow of another child, but this kind of thing is very rare, because many big families are very concerned about the purity of their bloodline, and rarely let their descendants take risks, and generally pick orphans as shadows.

"So, you're involved in a lot of things?"

Lin Fan's long sword pointed at the shadow of the shadow king Lin, but the shadow looked indifferent.

He didn't answer Lin Fan's words, but he was still struggling to support it, wanting to fight for Wang Lin's life, hoping that Wang Lin would be able to escape and not be destroyed.

"I wanted to give you a way out, but it seems that it's not necessary!"

The shadow has no personal life, everything is for the master, everything for the master, when the master suffers, it is also rushing to the front, dying for the master, and even some masters who know how to disguise, when the master is facing the crisis of death, they replace the master's death with themselves.

"The shadow is miserable, they have no choice, and they have no choice, because from the moment they are chosen, their fate is already doomed, if you meet the shadow in the future, don't kill if you can educate, and if you can't educate, you will waste your skills!" At that time, Liu Laosan confessed to Lin Fan like this.

Lin Fan has been doing this for many years, because he was originally a child of a poor family, and he knows the pain of having no choice, but for Wang Lin's shadow...

"Let's go!"

The shadow didn't care about his own safety, and confronted Lin Fan.

He had always hoped that Wang Lin would leave as soon as possible, but Wang Lin had been unable to decide.

Wang Lin looked at Lin Fan, who was like a demon, and when the shadow's thin and thin body couldn't support it for long, he still gritted his teeth and said sadly:

"If there is still a chance to be a brother in the next life, I will be your shadow."

"Now you can!"

Wang Lin was about to leave, but Lin Fan suddenly threw away his long sword, and he threw it over in a hurry like a dart, and the wind was piercing, directly stabbing Wang Lin's vital point.

Wang Lin was shocked, he didn't expect that Lin Fan, who was confronting the shadow, actually had the strength to drop the long sword and stab at himself, and at that moment the long stick swept away, and the evil sword was deflected, but in the end it still slashed through his body, splashing a string of blood mist.

"Boom"

Seeing Wang Lin's injured shadow, he suddenly attacked.

The long sword in his hand was very light and only three feet long, curved and curved, like a snake, but before he was there, he could sense the cold killing intent on the sword body.

Lin Fan attacked the long sword, and layers of golden light emanated from the outside of his body, but when the long sword was about to arrive, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, his body turned upside down, and with the help of the power of the shadow, he quickly ran towards Wang Lin, who was stunned and had not had time to escape.

Between the lightning and flint, a big hand, the true qi wrapped the evil sword and flew back into the hand, the sword fell, poof, a pillar of blood rose to the sky, Wang Lin, who still didn't know what was happening, had a head and a body

Silk gaps, fell in despair.

"No!"

The sudden change made the shadow stunned.

After a moment, he suddenly screamed in a terrible voice, which he couldn't bear to hear.

He quickly rushed to Wang Lin's side, picked up Wang Lin's already soft body, and was overwhelmed with grief and tears.

He shook Wang Lin's body vigorously, and the head that was cut by the Ascending Evil Sword was shaken off by him, and the head and body were completely separated and rolled aside.

It's just that the shadow doesn't seem to realize that Wang Lin's head has fallen off, and still wails and hugs Wang Lin's body and screams, like a folk crying and mourning.

Lin Fan was stunned, and his mind changed.

Seeing the shadow crying like a tearful man, he walked over step by step, and before the shadow could reflect, the cold sword of ascension was on the shadow's neck, and as long as he moved, blood would splash out.

The shadow that was crying bitterly, as if it had a mechanism in its body, suddenly stopped crying, and he knelt there, his body stiffened, and he did not dare to move.

Seeing this, Lin Fan also believed in his observation more and more, and said coldly: "I was almost deceived by your superb acting skills!" ”