Chapter 1489: Can you dare to fight?

In the ancient era of the Gorefiend, Lang Qianheng had studied with a true sage after he was repaired to the fullness of the Longevity and Nine.
At the time, he had only one feeling -
despair!
The gap is too big, just like a small cockroach to go to the banyan tree, the fire of the fire to go to the sun and the moon.
Lang Qianheng never imagined that in this ancient wilderness, when faced with an opponent in the same realm, he would let himself feel this way.
What is the body of the sorcerer, what is the double-edged sword, and the reliance and connotation of everything, it seems so unbearable at this moment.
The most terrifying thing is that in the face of Lin Xun’s finger, Lang Qianheng clearly feels that even if he escapes, it is futile!
boom!
I haven’t taken much care of it, and this has been oppressed by the momentum of the spring and autumn history.
Lang Qianheng suddenly gnawed his teeth and made a beast-like scorpion. He was full of blood and flying, and he tried his best to fight. Even if he tried everything, he would have to block this third move!
This is about winning and losing!
砰砰砰
However, Lang Qianheng still underestimated the horror of this attack. For a moment, his attack and the defensive power around his body were like paper-like, crushed by the vast force.
Then, the black scales covered by his body began to sag, crack, blast, flesh and blood, and tears.
Looking from afar, he is like a cockroach that is being crushed, and it looks so small in front of the sky.
The horrible oppressive force made Lang Qianheng's body and bones overwhelmed, and it was about to break. In his seven hexagrams, blood flowed like a spring.
The audience was silent.
Every gaze is filled with shock.
Before, they did not understand, can't believe that Lin's two moves before, did not use real power.
But now, when they witnessed the power of this finger, they believed.
This blow is completely different from before. It is the power of the tyrants and the crushing of everything, which makes some saints feel their hair.
Wood picking stars, candlelight snow, they can not help but breathe a sigh, the fists are tight, the look becomes unprecedentedly dignified.
They realized that from the beginning to the present, they have always underestimated Lin Xun, which is as simple as a peerless person, and it is simply a enchanting!
boom!
The bones of the Lang Qiang arm were crushed and suffocated.
boom!
Immediately, many of the bones, such as the shoulders, chest, and legs, began to crack under the pressure of the finger force.
Blood water like spring water flows out from different parts of his body, and the drip replies fall into the void, pulling out a blood line, which is comparable to scarlet.
He obviously has been hit hard, but he can persist in his lips and swear: "I don't believe it! Give me away -!"
It is also futile.
The power of the sky is like a rock that never moves, and it is killed.
"not good!"
The face of the wooden picking star suddenly changed, realizing that if this continues, Lang Qianheng will die, and immediately sounds:
"Do you like a friend, this battle, you won!"
Lin searched for a scandal, as if he hadn’t heard it, but he only looked at the waves with a cold look.
As long as there is no opening in the wave, the wooden picking star does not count!
puff!
Lang Qianheng coughed blood, his face was pale as paper, and everyone saw that he could not hold on.
"Master, please stop."
Bi marks anxiously yelling.
The whole audience’s eyes were also gathered on Lang Qianheng, and they all saw that the wave of the moment was such unwillingness and anger.
It is also clear that under the absolute oppression of Lin Zhi’s power of this finger, he will not be willing to stick to it, and it is also awkward!
On the void, the waves and the waist ridges are all pressed and bent, and the knees and bones are cracked. The whole person is like a cooked prawns, and the bow is bent there, and it is about to be crushed.
At this moment, he finally felt the horror and noticed the fatal death. He did not doubt that the moment he was oppressed and squatted, it was when he was ruined.
"Come on and lose!"
The wooden pick star looks blue.
Other people from other fields, such as Candle Yingxue, are also ugly, anxious and worried, and have a sense of humiliation that cannot be said.
"what--!"
Lang Qianheng screamed and his eyes cracked. Finally, he was hoarse and his voice was like squeezing out of his chest: "I, admit defeat!"
One word and one meal, through the endless unwillingness.
Lin Xun’s black smashed a slight disappointment. Originally, he planned to completely abolish the other party and break the hard bones of the other side.
But now, I can only stop.
Oh~
The power of the sky was recovered by Lin Xun and disappeared into the void.
Suddenly losing the power of oppression, the wave of thousands of people all awkward, sitting in the void and sitting down, it seems extremely embarrassing.
This defeated posture was seen in the eyes of the public, making Lang Qianheng angry and desperate to die.
In the field, there is silence.
Won!
Lin Xun actually did within three strokes and suppressed the waves.
Even many people have seen that if it is not because of the "encourage" status of Lang Qianheng, in the third move, Lang Qianheng will die!
Perhaps it is because Lin Xun won too beautiful, too shocking people, so that the atmosphere in the field is actually in a silence for a long time.
"Even if I can't stop my three moves, I dare to swear to challenge all the famous people in the ancient wilderness area?"
Lin searched for a light opening.
From the beginning of the war to the present, he stood in the same place, and he did not move, and it was unscathed, just like the big day was hanging, and it was never moved.
The indifferent voice blasted in the void, and the silent atmosphere was completely boiling at this moment.
Countless excitement and excitement sounded like a blast.
"Strong, forest devil!"
"Take me what you are enchanting, not to Lin Gongzi's three-pointed god!"
In the past period, Lang Qianheng walked through the ancient wilderness area and pushed all the way. It has not been defeated, and many people in the ancient wilderness have not lifted their heads.
But today, Lang Qianheng has lost!
Lost in three strokes, have to take the initiative to admit defeat!
Who makes it so happy?
It’s not the ordinary strong, that is, the old monsters in the ancient wilderness are laughing and smiling, and the heart is comfortable.
The characters like the emperor and the singer, who danced the fairy, all face each other and look different. They are thinking about their own and Lin Xun’s words, and how many odds are there.
Wei Lingyi was already excited to wave his white arms and cheered and shouted.
Above the void, Lin Xun no longer looks at Lang Qianheng, and his eyes are moved to the wood picking stars, candle Ying Xue and others.
"Before I said, I will challenge you to my chances, how much, how much I have suppressed, now you dare to fight?"
In a word, the hustle and bustle of the field will be suppressed, and countless people will open their mouths, and Lin will continue to fight.
And, still challenge all outsiders!
The scene was silent for a while, and everyone was shocked.
For the wood picking stars, candlelight snow, they look for this language, just like a fire to ignite their inner anger, one face is gloomy.
Does this guy really think that if you beat Lang Qianheng, you can ignore them?
Mania!
"Let me come."
The candle shines on the snow and it feels insulted.
"Don't argue, let me go."
A body is three feet long, and the man who is bathed in the raging water is quietly opening.
They can't hold back one by one, murderous.
Even knowing that Lin Xun’s strength is unfathomable, he can’t swallow this breath.
The wooden picking star changed its look, violently raised his hand, stopped everyone from speaking, and then looked at Lin Xun and said: "Are you sure to challenge all of us?"
Lin searched for black and cold, and said: "Yes, if one-on-one, Lang Qianheng is your foresight, so you can go together and see if I can pick up."
The scene is getting quieter.
Even the old monsters in the ancient wilderness were shocked by the temperament displayed by Lin Xun at this moment. Many people could not help but feel that it was really a generation of newcomers who won the old man and could not accept it.
The emperor's ensign, if they dance the fairy, they can't calm down in their hearts.
In the absolute domain, Lin Xun did not have a similarly amazing move. Even in the world's understanding, Lin Xun is known as the word "daring, horrible, and rampant."
But this time, he has to face different opponents. He is a peerless figure from other domain circles. Can he really block it?
Even though Xiao Qinghe, who is absolutely confident in Lin Xun, and Xiaotian, who is absolutely confident, is uncertain at the moment.
But I saw the wooden picking star and laughed and said: "Lin Xun, this is what you said!"
Ask yourself, one-on-one, he will definitely reject any challenge, because the fiasco of Lang Qianheng is still vivid.
But if you take it together, it will be different.
At least, the wooden pick star thinks that Lin Xun will definitely die.
Candle Yingxue and others are sullen, they are extremely proud, full of sense of superiority, let them take a shot to deal with Lin to find a person, this is undoubtedly acknowledging that any one of them is not as good as Lin Xun, only relying on the advantages of many people Row.
This makes them very unhappy, but they all know that it is the most sensible to do so.

Is it a surprise, a surprise? But for me, this is normal, otherwise it would be boring to beat you one by one.

Lin looked for a long, open-minded style.
"You will regret this!"
With a bang, the three swords behind the wooden picking star plucked a silver-colored sword, and the sharpness of the edge made the sky dim.
Candles and other people in the snow, also filled with the horrible power of rushing.
They are all angry!
The scene has become tense again and the sword is arrogant.
Numerous people have changed color and paid close attention to it. Even the arguments have disappeared, because the situation facing Lin Xun this time is too dangerous.
Lang Qianheng is just one person.
Now, it is a horrible figure that is not inferior to Lang Qianheng and even has it.
Such as the wooden picking star, it is a peerless figure from the ancient world of the sword repair world, and bears three swords, which is much stronger than Lang Qianheng.
Such as the candle reflection snow, from the yin of the ancient domain of the candle dragon, the talent is different, the bottom is shocking.
Other foreign visitors are also the same.
Under these circumstances, Lin Xun, where is the ambition to go alone to suppress all enemies?
No one knows.
Because in the past, Lin Xun had disappeared in the ancient wasteland for more than two years, and no one knows what he has experienced in the past two years and how far his strength has reached.
At this moment, the attention of all directions, the war is on the verge!

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