Twin martial arts

"As ordered."

Sha Cangtian landed on one knee.

Lin Fan laughed and said, "Everyone in the world calls you Shura Zuoshi together, but in fact, everyone thinks that you are only qualified to challenge him, and they don't think you can win."

"The subordinates will let the world know that they are all wrong." Sha Cangtian said heavily.

Lin Fan nodded and said: "If you can't beat him, you will disappoint me. I will teach you all the ways of being a god. If you still can't win, I will doubt it. Is it because my vision is wrong? The problem is, I will also find another person who is more suitable for inheriting the god puppet, you should know, I am not joking."

Sha Cangtian knelt heavily on the ground: "I will definitely kill Shura Zuoshi."

Lin Fan chuckled: "These few days, you don't need to travel with me, just study."

"Follow the orders of the Lord."

Sha Cangtian kowtowed to the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

Inside the Double Palace.

Lin Fan's eyes were fixed on the man on the high platform.

This is really a strong man, and he has already swept away the eight strong men.

If this goes on, I am afraid that it is expected to occupy the ninth seat.

This person is a master under King Shura's command.

Although King Shura tried his best to hide it, he still didn't hide it from Lin Fan's fiery eyes.

Because of the existence of this person, Shuanghuang once again took a bet of hundreds of millions from Lin Fan.

This is black.

On the surface, they cooperated fully with Lin Fan, but in fact, there were many stumbling blocks secretly.

"Let that brother of yours play." Rakshasa King said, "If you continue like this, I think you will really lose everything. Even if you are a god teacher, you can't hold on like this."

"Wait a little longer." Lin Fan frowned: "I really don't believe that this Qingmu King can bear it this far, and he is already in the ninth seat, and he still hasn't made a move."

King Rakshasa frowned: "Why do you always regard King Qingmu as the biggest conspirator? You really shouldn't."

"Wait." Lin Fan opened his mouth, his pupils constricting sharply.

King Rakshasa was also slightly taken aback, and then exclaimed: "The Qi Lian Sword from 4000 years ago!"

"Very strong?" Lin Fan looked at King Rakshasa in surprise.

"Very strong." King Rakshasa said solemnly, "4000 years ago, he was already a heaven-level assassin, and he beheaded one of the ancestors of the heavenly clan, successfully attacking him."

"Amazing." Lin Fan sighed.

King Rakshasa said: "The strangest thing is, he should have died in that battle, why is he showing up again at this time."

"Did you admit the wrong person?" Lin Fan frowned. ,

"Impossible, that sword cannot be mistaken." Rakshasa said.

Qi Lianjian came and flew onto the ring with a smile.

Obviously, even the Shuanghuang was slightly surprised by his appearance.

Not to mention the other kings.

Only King Qingmu raised the corners of his brows slightly, showing a hint of appropriate shock.

"He is a member of King Qingmu." Lin Fan said with certainty.

Qi Lianjian first saluted the Shuanghuang, and then glanced around: "I have been gone for 4000 years, does anyone in this world still remember me?"

His tone was far away, with a hint of aftertaste and sadness.

"Qi Lian Sword."

The strong man under King Shura who could almost occupy the ninth seat directly called out his real name, and then said, "Aren't you already dead?"

"I survived by luck, which sword pierced through my sea of ​​souls, but I didn't die completely."

Qi Lianjian opened his mouth, as if explaining.

Qi Lian Sword!

Everyone exclaimed!

Everyone was shocked when the real body of the gray-haired old man was broken by King Shura's subordinates.

"It seems that there are still legends about me in the world, fortunately."

Qi Lianjian laughed, then pointed at King Shura's subordinates with Qilian's killing sword, and shouted violently: "Come on, let's fight! Let me see, after thousands of years, the so-called strong men who emerged in this world are just a bit more elegant."

"Old things, don't try to rely on the old to sell the old, you are old, outdated, eliminated, let me punish you."

As soon as King Shura stopped shouting, the broad sword cut diagonally towards Qi Lianjian.

Lin Fan watched quietly.

King Shura's face was gloomy.

Strictly speaking, this Qi Lian sword was a contemporaneous figure with him, and had fought against each other in the same realm, but after he became the king, this Qi Lian sword disappeared without a trace.

Very strong.

King Qingmu is leisurely and leisurely, as if everything has nothing to do with him.

"Hey, I lost again." Lin Fan spread his hands, looked behind him, and said, "Go, open the market, no matter how much you lose, you will still be paid."

The gambler behind him had a bitter expression on his face.

He is just a cultivator who is in charge of finances for the Rakshasa king. How has he ever seen so much money?

During this time, he was almost numb.

King Shura's subordinate died and was pierced through the sea of ​​souls with a sword, Qi Lianjian sighed: "Which subordinate is this, it's too unbearable."

King Shura's face was ashen, and he waved his finger secretly, and immediately another strong man was forcibly killed.

"Idiot." Lin Fan smiled contemptuously: "Unless King Shura sends out the strongest people under his command, he cannot be the opponent of this Qi Lian Sword. If one dies one by one, there is no way to gain anything except for losing people in vain. .”

Sure enough, King Shura lost eight games in a row and killed eight extremely powerful subordinates, and then he stopped with a livid face.

"Should you make a move?" King Rakshasa looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "It's Yasha King."

"No one under him is a match for this Qi Lian sword." King Rakshasa frowned: "You even want to cheat your allies?"

"It's true that none of his subordinates are Qi Lianjian's opponents, but I didn't let him order his real descendants to go out to fight." Lin Fan chuckled.

Through a unique sound transmission, Lin Fan informed King Yaksha to order his subordinates to fight.

Of course, his subordinates are the eyes and ears of the Shuanghuang, or the eyes and ears of other kings.

"He's really an idiot." Lin Fan disdained the Yaksha King very much.

How can the so-called couch allow others to sleep soundly.

But under the majestic Yaksha King, there are dozens of other forces' eyeliner.

"It's almost there." Lin Fan said, looking at the thick stack of payment receipts in his hand, one by one, and each one was crushed into powder by his hands.

"Lin Long, you go." Lin Fan whispered softly.

A ray of lightning extended from the bottom of his feet into the ground, and then appeared outside the Shuanghuang City, slowly approaching the Shuanghuang City step by step.

"The supreme emperor, look at this posture, the ninth seat, I'm afraid I can sit on it."

Qi Lianjian smiled.

Both emperors laughed and said: "Qi Lian Sword has been famous for thousands of years, and today it is shown in the world, and it is as powerful as it was then. Fortunately for my world, please sit down."

Qi Lianjian laughed and rose into the air.

There was also a gleam of complacency in King Qingmu's eyes.

"Wait a minute, I like this ninth seat."

Lin Long appeared, transformed into a farmer dressed in a village, holding a hatchet.

Everyone was stunned by his attire.

Even Lin Fan felt a little strange.

What does this guy want to do?

It turned out to be a majestic Dragon King Sword turned into a hatchet?