Chapter 58 Just flick your finger!

However, when Emperor You was still laughing at Lin Fan there, Lin Fan's eyes were already looking at the source of the attack, and another expression of surprise appeared on his already calm face.

"Small...small?"

That weak shadow, isn't it the little one I haven't seen for five years?

After Lin Fan was a little surprised, he floated over to Xiaoxiao with some surprise.

"Xiao Xiao, have you also been promoted to Jiugongshi?" Looking up and down at the beautiful woman I haven't seen for five years, the joy between Lin Fan's eyebrows can be described as surging. Xiao Xuzi, who was about to speak next to him, couldn't help closing his mouth and looking a little embarrassed.

"Let's put it down first. You... I'm afraid this is the You Emperor. Why don't you let him go?"

Xiaoxiao stared at Lin Fan angrily, and then saw the Youhuang in his hand like a chicken, angry and funny.

At this time, the powerless You Emperor heard this sentence, as if he had met a savior, and said with a sad face, "Girl, you are such a good person..."

Hearing the words, he sneered and stared at Lin Fan and said, "Why don't you put it down?"

Lin Fan also smiled and said helplessly, "This boy is very thief. Maybe you and I have been counted as a chess piece by him now."

"You are still so rude. How can you defile the dignity of the emperor at will?" Youzi, who was held in his hand as a chicken, gritted his teeth with hatred. Of course, he didn't really hate Lin Fan. He just felt that the majesty of the emperor he had finally established would collapse at this moment. It was really a pity.

It is not rare to see it from the shocked and angry eyes of the people of the You clan. At this time, the You Emperor was mentioned in the hands of a strange man, which is simply the biggest shame of the You clan. Even the old man like the high priest, he couldn't help showing a trace of anger on his face, "Put down the You Emperor!"

Wow!

With a low shout rolling out of his throat, there seemed to be some kind of imperial atmosphere in the world, rushing towards him endlessly. The high priest, who originally looked weak, looked extremely high at this moment, and his whole body was full of the breath of the emperor, revealing incomparable nobility and incomparable nobility.

Even the master of the nine palaces of the owner of Cangshan Mountain, the supreme way cultivated with his whole life's painstaking efforts, is no better than the supreme way of the emperor performed by the high priest of the You clan!

All things in heaven and earth, the emperor is the spiritual head, and the imperial spirit is the spirit of heaven and earth. Whether it is the human race or the demon clan, or many large clans that are not discovered by the world, among them, the emperor will be respected.

For example, the human emperor, the demon emperor, the You emperor, and even the patriarchs of the Xiao clan should also be called the Xiao emperor. Moreover, the high priest used to be the Youhuang, and there is more or less the power of the emperor in his body. Although this power is not much, it is also purer than the imperial spirit contained in the current Youhuang and Youziqian's body.

I saw the high priest's dead branch-like fingers drawing in the void, engraved with a huge dark emperor character. This imperial character seems to support the will of heaven and earth, touching the past and radiating to the future. Every stroke and every light is ahead of all time points to know all the mysteries in advance.

When Lin Fan saw the word emperor, he was stunned at first, and then his face was slightly cold. He stared at the emperor, and the corners of his mouth pulled a faint arc.

This You Ziqian has the ability to know God's will and know people's hearts, and he will never know that this scene is about to happen. That is to say, while he is testing him, he is also testing himself.

There was a cold hum in Lin Fan's mouth, and a transparent air sword condensed in the middle of his fingers, showing the momentum of reunified the road.

"Life and death disillusionment, all things return together!"

Lin Fan waved his two fingers, and the huge air sword, with the momentum of chopping the sky, was fiercely cut on the imperial character.

The high priest, who had reached the peak of momentum, suddenly changed his face and his steps retreated sharply. His weak body could not withstand such pressure at all. Blood gushed out of his mouth like snowflakes.

And the imperial character was also instantly shattered by the air sword and turned into a dark free energy. Many You people seemed to be suppressed by this energy. Originally, it was a neat lineup, and it was immediately scattered. The physique of those people was not much better than that of the high priest. Unless it was some soldiers, it was almost He fell to the ground before he passed three breaths.

Looking around, all the people of the You clan fell all over the ground in mourning. As for Lin Fan, the originator, he still stared at the high priest blankly and said coldly, "If you take action in advance, you are dead now."

"Wow...Puff!"

The face of the high priest covering his chest on the opposite side was pale. He looked at You Ziqian with a normal face and seemed to think of something. Then he spit out a mouthful of black blood and used the residual imperial gas to remove all the blood in his body.

In fact, he also knew that Lin Fan was telling the truth. The sword finger was simply done by Lin Fan, and he hardly used any power, but even so, he was seriously injured. With his wisdom of being able to serve as the high priest of the You clan for so long, it is not difficult to guess what is contained in Lin Fan's sword finger. It is not difficult to imagine how terrible Lin Fan's current power is.

But if he knew that Lin Fan was not what he thought at all, or even more horrible, he would be surprised by the knowledge that he had lived for more than a hundred years.

However, at this time, You Canglan and Lin Huaxuan, who originally followed Lin Fan, appeared at the same time. The former appeared beside Lin Fan with almost no pause, took You Ziqian away, and glared at Lin Fan and said, "How can you treat Emperor You like this?" Then, she saw the bloody high priest at the corners of her mouth and said in shock, "Priest... How do you..."

"It doesn't matter. I'm old. It's time to have a rest." The high priest grinned and did not say why he was injured. He sat on the ground and closed his eyes to rest.

On the contrary, Lin Huaxuan's eyes were keen, and he felt a trace of sharp sword spirit, which seemed to be caused by an extremely powerful sword. His eyes looked at Lin Fan with some fun, and then he seemed to think of something, and his face became very ugly.

"Is this what you call a safe place?" You Canglan looked around very picky, and his eyes were only fixed on the giant wood of Qingtian for a long time. Then he looked at Lin Fan coldly and said, "It doesn't seem safe here. I can't hand over the lives of all the people of the You clan to you. Besides, you are not a friend of our You clan. As the guardian of the You clan and the You Emperor, I can't be so easy. Believe in a person who is malicious to Emperor You.

"What's more."

Speaking of this, You Canglan's tone was another pause. He glanced at the swordmen members around him coldly and said, "The smell of blood on your running dog makes me sick. The You clan has never quarreled with the world and doesn't want to work for being used by you."

"Little lady, how dare you say no more? Believe it or not, I pulled out your teeth?" Hearing the word running dog, although Xiao Xuzi and others frowned slightly, they didn't say anything, but the bald man suddenly stood up and stared at the vicissitudes of life angrily.

There are also a few little leaders who have made friends with him. There is a tendency to fight if they don't agree.

However, Lin Fan just smiled faintly at the sarcasm of Youcanglan, "Don't say that with your strength, if I have malice, can you resist it? What other value can I use of the You clan now? With those so-called ghosts who are old and weak? Or by the freedom you believe in? Or, do you think your strength is enough to protect this group to survive?

At this point, Lin Fan paused slightly and said, "Your idea is simply stupid!"

"What did you say?" The willow eyebrows are horizontal, and it is about to make trouble. However, Lin Fan's figure seems to have completely disappeared from heaven and earth, and his existence can't be captured with the naked eye at all. Even You Ziqian, who has always been able to predict, can't help but change his expression.

The next moment, the eye-catching white and tender neck of You Canglan was actually pinched fiercely by a sudden palm. Then a huge impulse made the long hair flutter, and the whole dark robe was ringing, like a flag in the wind, hunting resounding.

The owner of this hand was Lin Fan, who was shocked by the expression he pinched, and even with a little fear.

"I don't measure my strength. If I want to kill you, who can resist? You? You? Or is it you?" Lin Fan's eyes, like the footsteps of death, fell from the face of Youcanglan to the face of the high priest. Finally, he looked at Lin Huaxuan and said indifferently, "Is it true that I am easy to talk to?"

Roar!

A dragon roar sounded, and the gray traces in the middle of Lin Fan's eyebrows suddenly formed a huge dragon head, showing a fierce and tyrannical atmosphere in the void.

The vicissitudes that were strangled in the throat were struck by lightning, and retreated ten steps. Each step would cause the earth to crack and the stones to shatter. Until the last step, a huge gap several feet wide was formed at her feet. The rebound power of the dragon's head made it impossible for her to resist. She could only be shocked and withdraw her power to a big place to resist.

What kind of horrible power is this?

Everyone present stared at Lin Fan with a respectful look, staring at the man who was wrapped around the huge gray dragon. Even the people of the You clan had some worshipful eyes when they looked at him. As for the members of Jianmen, they were extremely fanatical.

When a person is so strong that he can't be defeated, any hatred or festival will disappear, because this person can't be offended. Such a person is born to be a king and a leader, and is destined to stand on high and receive the praise of the world.

Of course, Lin Fan has not reached that point yet, but there is a powerful figure behind him. The black figure, the incarnation of death, is definitely a great man. Even if it is stained with his breath, Lin Fan has the pride of contempt for all living beings, just like a god who has reached the peak, looking down on all sentient beings, struggling like a dragonfly, trying to shake the rules.

But now Lin Fan is only one of the dragonfly. Even if his strength is enough to sweep the nine palace masters, he still can't understand what the power that restrains everything is.

But even so, his strength is absolutely enough to scare the people in front of him who are not even the peak of the Nine Palaces.

When You Canglan retreated to the tenth step, the power of the nine palaces was like the collapse of the mountains and the collapse of rivers. Every pore dissipated with the power of the nine palaces, revealing a drop of blood.

Soon, it turned out that the cold and gorgeous vicissitudes would be forced into a blood man by one move. Even though Lin Huaxuan had already guessed that Lin Fan's power was not comparable, but he couldn't help opening his eyes wide in surprise and his breathing could not be smooth.

"Tian... Tianjian? Is this the majesty of the Heavenly Sword? The sky of the sword, the sky of the sword!"

Lin Huaxuan saw Lin Fan, who looked like a sharp sword in the field, and his legs were a little weak, and he almost knelt down like this!

"If I want to kill you - just flick your finger!" The powerful sword was condensed at Lin Fan's fingertips. He looked at You Canglan and Lin Huaxuan coldly and said in a low voice, "Can you block it?"