Chapter 1082

Please enlighten Mr. Lin.

The loud voice reverberates, and all eyes are focused on Lin fan.

"Mr. Leng, are you sure this is the case?"

Looking at the cold heavy on the main seat, Lin Fan shook his head: "let your men die?"

"Young Xia Lin, you can't be stabbed if you're wandering in the lake."

Leng Chong said, "swords have no eyes, just enjoy yourself."

"What's wrong with Lin fan? If you don't dare to fight, do you have to dress up?"

"One size fits all is too powerful, and his strength will be regarded as the middle level in the world."

"I'm afraid Lin fan doesn't even know how he died."

There was a lot of discussion, and everyone's tone was full of scorn.

What's more, one size fits all is just the beginning, and there are more powerful ones in the follow-up.

Hearing the noise around, muscle man's self-confidence burst: "Mr. Lin, please advise."

"Well, come here and be a guest. This is a gift for you."

Covering his head and standing up from his seat, Lin Fan staggered out: "who gave me a knife?"

No one responded. It was all like Lin Fan's air.

"Mr. Leng, I helped you teach your son a lesson. You should thank me very much."

Fingers hit the head, Lin Fan mumbled: "Damn, how dizzy."

The voice is not loud, but it can be heard by outsiders.

Leng Chong laughed and said, "young Xia Lin is really funny. We have a lot of weapons here. Someone will give him a knife."

Bang.

A falling sound, someone threw a pencil sharpener to the ground.

"Who is so wicked? Is it a sword?"

Heavily scolded a, cold heavy look to Lin Fan: "young Xia Lin, with your strength, this sharpener you can also control."

"Sharpener, just sharpen it. Hurry up."

Pick up the ground of the pencil sharpener, Lin Fan hard a pinch, directly inside the blade out.

"Mr. Lin, please give me your advice."

Looking at the blade in Lin Fan's hand, the muscle man clenched the machete and rushed over.

The waist board bent slightly, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground, scraping sparks.

"Mr. Lin, here comes my knife."

The voice fell, the whole person jumped from the ground to the air, holding the handle of the knife in both hands at the same time, the veins of both arms skyrocketed.

The power has been exerted to the extreme, just like a tiger, with fierce power.

"Leng, the power of this knife is too frightening."

Kong Quansheng smashed his tongue and was shocked by the knife.

Even if it is far away from the scene, you can clearly feel the hegemony of the machete.

As if the obstacles in front will burst, all will be reduced to nothingness under this knife.

"Master Kong, this is the swordsman of our world association."

Speaking of this, Leng looked at the south end of the palace: "the reason why it is called" one knife cut "is not only his powerful Sabre skill, but also his medium-term strength of Mingjin."

"Mr. Leng, I'm afraid the medium-term strength is not enough."

Thinking of Ding Sheng's fate, the eyes of Nangong Duan narrowed: "Lin Fan's strength is very strong."

Hiss

One after another the sound of breathing.

Also want to say what cold heavy, hurry to see the past.

The battle on the field is over, Lin Fan stands safe and sound, and reaches out to cover his throat.

The eyes are full of incredible, there is a trace of fear.

PA.

The machete in his hand fell to the ground and became pieces.

"You You... "

Want to talk but can't say, mouth wow a spit out a big mouth of blood.

"What happened just now? One face-to-face is over? "

"One size fits all, one size fits all."

"It's not just a defeat, it's a kill."