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His brows were slightly furrowed, but he didn't dare to be careless, and the power of the blood-colored primordial gods around his body instantly condensed and protected. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info snorted coldly, and there was a movement between the starting hands and said softly, Blood Demon Dafa, Fourth Form, Blood Shadow Killing.

Countless blood shadows turned into afterimages and approached Lin Fan directly, and it was like hell on earth in an instant. The blood-colored brocade-clothed young man said to Lin Fan You are very good, but it's a pity;

Lin Fan suppressed the mysterious power around his body and scurried around, facing the sudden palm.

Lin Fan felt the pressure, and the bloody and strong palm wind, Lin Fan suppressed the mysterious power around his body, and waved the Longyuan sword to count the sword light towards the blood-colored brocade-clothed youth, and countless sharp sword lights approached the blood-colored brocade clothes. Seeing this, the blood-colored brocade-clothed young man did not change his direction.

Between the sword light and the blood palm, the sword light only shattered in an instant, and the palm momentum continued to be really strong.

The crisis is ten;

The Longyuan Sword had a spirit protector and left, and the dragon line phantom came out. Rushed straight to the blood-colored youth, and for a while, he was in a stalemate with the blood-colored palm, and the blood-colored youth saw that the power of the primordial god was instantly condensed.

turned into a blood-colored afterimage, and came to Lin Fan's eyes in a blink of an eye.

A palm shook Lin Fan, and Lin Fan was immediately injured.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he almost couldn't stand still.

The blood-colored young man snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied that he didn't kill the other party with one palm. You still have a chance now, in exchange for Lin Fan's unyielding and disdainful eyes.

When the scarlet young man saw this, he said angrily, "Look for death, don't blame me."

The words fell, and another blood-colored palm print.

Lin Fan stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and waved the Long Yuan Sword in his hand; Jumping into the air, the young man in Tsing Yi sighed, if Lin Fan had any accidents, he would choose to make a move; and there was a mysterious little monk with a smile on his face.

Kissing the man with his hand, he turned his bald head and said to himself, "I should not change my hand to save him."

The bowed head said Amitabha Buddha in his own voice, and his hands were folded.

Everything that happened to Lin Fan naturally couldn't be concealed from Qiankun Daojun, with a pair of cold eyes, staring at the entire battle situation;

If Lin Fan was in any danger, Qiankun Daojun would not hesitate to make a move. Poked the so-called Blood Demon Sect to death, Tuoba Zhan and Guo Shangwu felt something, and their hearts were shocked.

Zhao Qinglian suddenly felt a sense of heartache, as if there was something important to lose.

Looking at the direction of the Qiankun Secret Realm, Brother Lin Fan, you must return peacefully.

The two of them in the battle were unaware, the blood-colored brocade-clothed young man looked at Lin Fan in the air, and his eyes had a hint of contempt. A cold snort, each luck is its own mastery, only to see Lin Fan in the air, a deep cry, the whole body of the Xuan power to improve the peak, the sword intent out, everything is broken, only to hear Lin Fan say, the sword nine style, the ninth style, the nine swords into nothingness;

Even the two people who were outside the battle were shocked, and they couldn't help but feel that they weren't shocked.

The shock that Lin Fan brought to the two of them had to be admitted, if they were in the same realm.

There are a few more people who can do it, Lin Fan himself can't help but feel that he can't stand firmly, as if he is about to fall to the ground anytime and anywhere;

Lin Fan carried the momentum of ten thousand jun, as if he wanted to split the blood-colored brocade young man in half;

Seeing this, the young man in the blood-colored brocade was frightened, and said angrily that he should be damned, and he knew that he would not provoke the person in front of him. The young man in the blood-colored brocade himself knew that once he did something, he would not have a chance to regret it;

With a crazy face, I'm afraid that you won't succeed, step on the Xuanbu, and the power of the primordial gods around the body instantly condenses to the peak;

Blood Demon Dafa, Final Form, Ten Thousand Demon Soul Eater.

For a moment, it was like purgatory on earth, countless blood-colored ghosts rushed straight to Lin Fan, and the pale Lin Fan suffered the power of backlash, and some were just supported by a kind of belief, and he sighed.

The two outside the battle are also constantly retreating.

There was a loud bang, leaving only two figures in double, one figure with blood on the corner of his mouth, and the other holding the Long Yuan Sword to the ground, as if he would fall to the ground anytime and anywhere.

With the support of just a belief, Lin Fan knew that he had lost;

There was no power to fight back, and some were just a wry smile.

Consciousness is slowly disappearing little by little, slowly falling to the ground;

The blood-colored brocade-clothed young man said to Lin Fan, you can force me to such a point, you can die.

The words fell, turning into a palm and approaching Lin Fan directly, and at the moment of death, a young figure appeared in front of Lin Fan, a palm against the blood-colored brocade-clothed young man, a pure demonic essence.

The moment the two clashed, they immediately saw the difference.

The blood-colored brocade-clothed young man seemed to know the person in front of him, and turned into an afterimage and left.

The young man didn't chase after him, because there was no need for him in the slightest, he turned around and turned into a pure essence to slowly repair Lin Fan's meridians, and Lin Fan's body was not an ordinary body.

If only others had seen Hades a long time ago;

Time passed slowly, I don't know how long it was, Lin Fan slowly came to his senses;

I found that there were two figures not far away who seemed to be discussing something, and saw Lin Fan come to his senses.

Still pale, the young man saw Lin Fan walking slowly.

Speaking of, you're not better;

Lin Fan smiled and said, thank you for saving him, the young man said to Lin Fan that he didn't need to thank him, Daoyou has something he needs, and he hopes that Daoyou will not refuse when he arrives. Lin Fan said that as long as there is something below, it doesn't matter.

In Xia Zhenwu Sect Lin Fan, I don't know 、、、、 friends

I saw the young man coldly say that he was in the demon clan Long Huangyu, the mysterious monk saw the two of them look over, smiled slightly, I am from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, everyone calls me the Ten Buddhas, and the young man's eyes flashed when he heard it;

As for why they call me the Ten Buddhas, I don't know; the mysterious monk said to Lin Fan that I haven't heard of the True Martial Sect; Lin Fan couldn't say it in words for a while, with a wry smile on his face.

Seeing that Lin Fan didn't want to answer, the mysterious monk turned to Long Huangyu and said;

What are your real bodies, how I don't see it;

Tell the Ten Buddhas to hear it, Lin Fan was speechless when he heard it; the young Long Huangyu was even more angry when he heard it; Lin Fan didn't know how many times the two fought each other during Lin Fan's coma.

As a result, neither of them took advantage;

Long Huangyu snorted coldly, took the lead in making a move, and as soon as he took out his palm, it was the dragon chanting and the tiger roaring, and the ten Buddhas smiled and said that this move was good; supreme Buddha power; recited the six-character mantra;

At one time, the two fought countless times; one side was full of demonic energy, and the other side was full of Dharma;

Lin Fan looked at the two fighting with a wry smile, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart;

The difference between his cultivation and them was too far, time passed slowly, and the two of them fought for half a day; Lin Fan also benefited from the battle between the two, while meditating to recover from his injuries;

In the few days that everyone got along, Lin Fan gradually got used to the bickering between the two.

The three of them gradually got along;

Lin Fan took out the fire dragon wine that Long Huangyu needed, and Lin Fan understood the preciousness of this wine. The young man gave Lin Fan a dragon token, and if he needed anything, he went to the demon clan to find him;

Seeing this, the mysterious ten Buddhas said to Lin Fan, you have a relationship with me.

Do you want to send me something too, Lin Fan also had to take out the fire dragon wine;

It's a good thing;

I will also send you Buddhism and meditation mantras;

The Ten Buddhas reluctantly sent out; And if they found out, they would say that I was a loser.

After speaking, only one voice was left.

There is time to come to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect to find me;

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