Some horrors are naturally not Lin Fan's appearance, but Lin Fan's strength.

No one was surprised that Lin Fan had defeated He Yuanzhi, just like Lin Fan's ordinary expression, they also felt very ordinary.

But the terrifying thing is that Lin Fan has already defeated three sect-level figures one after another.

Therefore, it is difficult for anyone not to feel the slightest chill under this snowstorm, and this coolness does not come from the wind and snow, but simply from the inner vibration.

Monk Zhenjian smiled knowing when he looked at Ye Ningshuang wiping Lin Fan's sweat.

On this mountain top, no one could know Lin Fan's physical condition better than him at this moment.

Monk Zhenjian knew that Lin Fan's body was close to its limit, but he felt that Lin Fan could still defeat the next two enemies, because sometimes people can only burst out of their most terrifying potential when they are in a desperate situation.

This mountaintop duel will outline a strong stroke in Lin Fan's life.

Regardless of Lin Fan's victory or defeat, this is a valuable asset for Lin Fan.

Zhou Liuhuo understands this truth better than the Zhenjian monk.

Because the reason why he can run rampant in Zhou Tian and only maintain reverence for the view of guarding heaven is because he has experienced a lot of life and death.

Experiencing life and death is a metamorphosis for people, and he has undergone countless transformations before he became a Zhou madman known to all cultivators in Zhou Tian.

But at this time, he was even more looking forward to Lin Fan being able to transform into a butterfly on the top of the mountain, no matter what Lin Fan's injuries were in this battle, as long as Lin Fan still had a breath, Zhou Liuhuo felt that in this world, he and his brother would have the ability to give Lin Fan a new life.

Lin Fan didn't know this.

He took a deep breath, and the keel flew up again, hovering over his head.

This time, people not only felt cold, but also physically and mentally.

There was no doubt that the dragon bone could quickly replenish the aura that Lin Fan had lost in battle, and it could also help Lin Fan quickly recover from the trauma in his body.

The five rounds of gambling on the war seemed useless now, because after every battle, Lin Fan seemed to have zero consumption.

Tian Xiang finally stood up at this time, he has never been a person who lacks decision.

From the moment he brought five disciples to the Snow Gate and secretly poisoned him. It can be seen that for the sake of his cultivation, he can do whatever it takes.

And this time the keel hovering also fully illustrates Lin Fan's recovery ability, and it can also be seen after He Yuanzhi's battle. Lin Fan didn't need any new means to continue to defeat the Five Sect Masters.

There is no point in temptation.

There's no point in waiting.

Without a fifth round, this one is enough to decide the winner.

After Tian Xiang walked out of the crowd, the smoke and rain Wumen and Xuanbing Hall, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally burst out with turbidity that was stuffed in his chest.

Even if Lin Fan has already shown his strength, showing his invincibility.

But Tian Xiang is from the Realm Sect after all. And he is the hall master of the Xuanbing Hall of the Realm Sect, and his strength is naturally better than that of the five sects.

Therefore, many of the five disciples felt that Lin Fan was going to be defeated, because Lin Fan had no reason not to be defeated.

But in fact, Tian Xiang is not as strong as people think. At least in Zhao Qingsong's opinion, if he wasn't seriously injured, he would have the strength and ability to fight Tian Xiang in a life-and-death situation.

And he is also the person who knows Tian Xiang best in the snow gate in the field.

So after Tian Xiang walked out of the crowd, Zhao Qingsong also walked out of the crowd and whispered some whispers in Lin Fan's ear.

No one could hear what Zhao Qingsong said.

But there is no doubt that Zhao Qingsong's actions have brought Tian Xiang some pressure. Because he was once chased by Zhao Qingsong for half a week.

Lin Fan frowned deeper and deeper as he listened to Zhao Qingsong's words, and finally said, "I understand." ”

Zhao Qingsong patted Lin Fan's shoulder, the meaning of approval on his face was obvious, thinking that the two had pouted and wiped the floor together in the small courtyard, and then returned to the crowd.

Zhao Qingshi was very concerned about what Zhao Qingsong said, so he asked, "Tian Xiang has a weakness?"

Mo Yu and Sun Deqian, who were not far from the brothers, immediately looked at Zhao Qingsong.

Zhao Qingsong shook his head and did not speak.

In fact, he didn't say anything to Lin Fan, and this move was to put pressure on Tian Xiang.

This kind of little trick seems to be a bit unacceptable. But if you can make the enemy suspicious and uncomfortable, what reason is there not to do it?

Of course, you have to do a full set of plays.

Zhao Qingsong did not answer Zhao Qingshi's question, but just sat down. He looked at Tian Xiang with a relaxed face, waved his huge fist and shouted: "Victory!"

Zhao Qingsong's appearance like this naturally made people even more curious about what he said to Lin Fan, and naturally made people wonder why he became full of confidence after returning to the crowd.

No one on the Xuemen side cared about what Zhao Qingsong said at this time, since Zhao Qingsong's attitude was so clear, they naturally felt a lot more relaxed in their hearts. And followed Zhao Qingsong to shout the slogan of victory.

For a while, everyone in the snow-covered gate seemed to think that Lin Fan had won without a fight, and their eyebrows were dancing and their spirits were flying.

This was naturally a pressure on the Yanyu Five Gates and the Xuanbing Hall, and after taking Lin Fan's previous performance, they suddenly found that their confidence in Tian Xiang was suddenly not as sufficient as before.

And at this moment, an even more discordant voice sounded in the smoke and rain.

"Lin Fan, kill him!"

All the disciples of the Yanyu Five Sects found the source of the voice at this moment, saw Xie Wanzhi carrying Liang Jingyu on his back, and saw the fearless eyes of the young men and girls staring at Tian Xiang, and no one understood what this was for.

Lin Fan knew why, because Tian Xiang had used too despicable and indiscriminate methods against them.

And the fragrance is highly poisonous, which indirectly caused many people to die, among which Shen Muchen's death was difficult for Liang Jingyu and Xie Wanzhi to accept.

It was also difficult for Lin Fan to accept these methods used by Tian Xiang.

If he had the opportunity, he would definitely do his best to kill Tian Xiang.

So this shot is a little different from the previous three rounds.

Lin Fan, with the intent of killing, disappeared into the snow, and when he reappeared, he appeared in the middle of the snow.

Behind Lin Fan was the full moon that Liuyun had just caressed by.

Lin Fan wielded his Qingfeng Sword, with an unrivaled momentum, urging the Ice and Fire Divine Power to kick off the prelude to the battle that decided the ownership of the dragon bone.

And when this battle attracted everyone's attention, an old man in the Snow-Covered Gate camp unknowingly came to the front of the crowd.

If Lin Fan had time to see this old man at this time, he would definitely call the steward respectfully.

Because it was this old man who gave Lin Fan his first miscellaneous job in the snow-covered mountains many years ago.

It's just that this old man really doesn't want to see the current situation continue, just because no matter whether Lin Fan wins or not, this gambling battle must be fair because of the existence of Zhou Liuhuo, so after this battle, it is not the situation that he wants to see either Wumen and Xuanbing Hall retreat and cover the snow gate, or they take the keel away.

He needs to get a lot of people to die on both sides.

Only in this way could he take away the keel he had been waiting for for many years under Zhou Liuhuo's nose to pay tribute to the dead Zhao Yingze and Ying Long. (To be continued.) )

Pen Fun Pavilion