Blue sky artistic conception. It is said to be the founder of the Qian family. Realize it when facing the waves of the East China Sea. Finally pass it on to your family members. but. The ancestors of the Qian family who died on the front line might not have thought of it. Arrived today. The huge Qian family has the deepest grasp of Bitian's artistic conception. But it was a son-in-law who married in the first place. I have to say it is a kind of irony.
"King Shura!" "Even if you are invincible on the front line!" "Today, I also want to let you know what a venerable is!" Seeing Lin Fan is so easy. So he let himself unfold the Bitian artistic conception. Even use mood. Transform the battlefield outside Wanlitian into the most suitable place for you to fight. But still unmoved. Venerable Bihai immediately became proud. Low-level warriors battle. It's nothing more than a competition of physical strength. But what you can see when you reach the realm of the Venerable. It is who can mobilize more power of artistic conception. Take control of this world. now. The sky and the sea have been formed. It's just that there is another Venerable who wants to break through. It also needs to slowly wear away with its own artistic conception. A mere king.
What can I do to break the blockade? "today." "You will die in this blue sky mood!" "Hahaha!" "King Shura can rest assured." "When the old man returns, he must let the Qian family face the wall and think about their mistakes." The more I think about it, the more proud I am. Venerable Bihai laughed wildly. It's like Lin Fan in front of you. It has become the fish on the chopping board and let him handle it. at the same time. The endless blue color mood seems to cover the whole world. They also crowded towards Lin Fan. It's like the whole sky. It's shrinking all the time. Lin Fan should be directly crushed into dust. "It's a good one to face the wall and think about it." "It seems." "There's no need for the Qian family to stay any longer." What Venerable Bihai didn't expect was that. Facing such a desperate situation. Lin Fan was still very indifferent. Unhurriedly raised his hand to drink the moon. Look at that. It turned out that he planned to cut open Tianhai Yishi directly with the long sword in his hand. "It is the title of King Feng." "It is absolutely impossible to fight against the artistic conception that I have completely mastered." "King Shura."
"Are you trying to make me laugh?" Notice Lin Fan's actions. Venerable Bihai looked a little stunned. But the next moment. all emotions. But it turned into panic. In the sight of Venerable Bihai. One after another, the incomparably familiar breath. Blooming from Lin Fan. The sky and the sea, which are comparable to the world's most magnificent scenery, are in this successive artistic conception. Started shaking crazily. "Impossible 367!" "Even the venerable can't master so many powers of artistic conception at the same time!" Tianhai Yishi retreated crazily. By Lin Fan's side. Large swathes of white space are revealed. One after another artistic conception quietly appeared in it. The golden crow crowed. The great sun rises from below the horizon. The blue sky instantly turned red. Endless mountains and rivers fall. The blue sea that stretches into the sky. And was buried in the mountains and rivers. Tianmen, Kuanglei In the terrified eyes of Venerable Bihai. will already be molded. The mood of Bitian almost turned into a small world. To utterly shredded.
It even enveloped Venerable Bihai in turn. "This is impossible!" "This seat must have caught some weird trick!" "Who the hell are you!" On Venerable Bihai. The images of qi and blood appear together. The power of the soul also rippled out of the body. Without exception. They were all shrouded in the doomsday-like artistic conception of the battlefield outside the sky. It was torn apart. "It's just blue sky." "Do you also want to suppress the sword in my hand?" Suddenly. Those artistic conceptions completely disappeared. But Venerable Bihai still stayed where he was, not daring to move. above the neck. Drinking Moon in Lin Fan's hand. I don't know when it has been on it. The sword body, which is as bright as autumn water, reflects various artistic conceptions. The power contained in it. It made Venerable Bihai's soul tremble. About to collapse! this moment. Venerable Bihai finally understood. Why did Lin Fan notice his little trick just now? But they didn't stop them. Let the blue sky take shape. It's just the terrifying artistic conception that was revealed just now.
Who can't easily tear himself apart? Lin Fan who gathers so many artistic conceptions on him. Where does it need to be deliberately targeted. "I lost." "Leave King Shura to deal with it." "I just hope that King Shura can look down on the old man." "Let go of the last blood of the Qian family." The long sword is at hand. Both his artistic conception and soul were suppressed to death. Venerable Bihai at this moment. Life and death are only between Lin Fan's thoughts. for a moment. Venerable Bihai seemed to have aged several decades. He lowered his head dejectedly. Speak sincerely. "I can spare the last blood of the Qian family." "As long as there are no evildoers." Lin Fan spoke calmly. The voice rang. The desperate Bihai Venerable suddenly raised his head. Then it quickly lowered (bhbj) down. I have been hiding in the Qian family's ancestral land for so many years. What is the style of the Qian family? How could Venerable Bihai not know? The founder of the Qian family fought bravely on the battlefield back then. Fight with your life. At the end of the day, the Qian family was established. But they didn't have time to teach their children and grandchildren good conduct.
so many years. The Qian family in Donghai has a great reputation. Accompanied by endless blood and tears. Take by force. Relying on power to bully the market. If there are innocent people in the Qian family. That was an absolute joke. after all. Even when he promised Lin Fan that he would punish him fairly just now. Venerable Bihai thought about it. Also get Lin Fan away as soon as possible. As for the people in your own family. It's not too big, just pick it up high and put it down gently. "It's the old man who misjudged you." "King Shura." "So much so that it made today's mistake." "It's a pity to send the promise made by my wife." "Impossible." That's all for now. Venerable Bihai was already full of determination. The blue sky was originally torn apart by Lin Fan's artistic conception. Crazy surged up. "Your Majesty." "I will give you a chance." "Dead decently. See this scenario. Lin Fan took back the drinking moon. The terrifying artistic conception condenses on the sword body.
Turned into a ferocious dragon statue. Surrounded by Lin Fan's side. Venerable Bihai on the other side didn't say anything more. The endless blue sky artistic conception enveloped him. Smash the void. It's like a moth to a flame. He rushed towards Lin Fan who was standing there. Taiping Fucheng Square. Journalists and citizens gathered together. "Hello!" "Let me go!" "Do anything!" After Lin Fan and Venerable Bihai left. Qian Jun's youngest son seemed to have regained his courage. Shouted to the crowd in the distance. "what's your name!" "If King Shura comes back to see you loosen the shackles." "I will kill you!" The others just pretended not to hear the sound. Only one young man was too angry to speak. "I bother!" "What King Shura?" "How could it be my opponent of the Qian Family Venerable!" "You guys let me go now." "otherwise……" Before the threatening words were finished. A terrifying breath came from above the sky. next moment.
All that was left in everyone's field of vision was the clear blue sky. "Hahaha!" "Do you see it." "This is the time when the Bitian artistic conception is unfolded. "The strange sight that can only be seen!" "It's just a king. "Dare to attack my Qian family." "There is only one dead end!" Qian Jun's youngest son yelled frantically. People from other Qian family. Also turned sorrow into joy. It seems that Venerable Bihai has won the victory. Come and save them. at this time. The strange scene above the sky changed again. The golden crow hovers and the swimming dragon looms. Endless mountains and rivers phantom. Also straight down. As for the azure blue color that brought infinite hope to the Qian family. Gone! "Keep calling!" "Weren't you crazy just now?" Seeing this scene. The little reporter immediately stood up excitedly from the ground. Shouted at Qian Jun's youngest son. "impossible!" "Absolutely impossible!" pity.
The Qian family at the moment. Where is there still clamoring thoughts. One by one limp on the ground. Staring nervously at the endless sky. "Boom!!!" When everyone looked up at the sky together. That endless sky. But it trembled violently. It seems to have a terrifying hand. Directly tore open the huge and incomparable scars. It was as if the gods had opened their eyes. Stare at the ground. Immediately passed down. It is a terrifying storm that can directly blow people away. and a deafening roar. "boom!" A phantom suddenly fell. It fell in front of the Qian family. Then he stood up unsteadily. It actually looks the same as before. Venerable Bihai who has not changed. "Old Ancestor!" The Qian family immediately shouted excitedly. But I haven't finished talking yet. Venerable Bihai standing there spat out a mouthful of blood. The body is like porcelain. quietly shattered. From the cracks.
Youlong Jinwu ascends. Slowly dissipated into the void. After staggering a step forward. Venerable Bihai knelt down on the ground with his knees bent. The direction of the fall. Heading towards the Qian family's ancestral land. "Venerable Bihai is dead?" "My God, whoever beheaded the king?" "Where is King Shura?" See this scene. Those reporters around. Jumped up like crazy and grabbed the camera. Quickly shoot up. While everyone is talking wildly Lin Fan also quietly appeared where he was sitting before. It seems that there is no activity at all. "I have seen King Shura. Until a reporter caught a glimpse. When hurrying to salute. Everyone came back to their senses. bow down to Lin Fan. "No need to be polite." Lin Fan signaled everyone to stand up. then. The sword light diffused again. Directly send those Qian family members who have been identified just now. All beheaded. The reporters around frantically started to take pictures.
And more people are squeezed out from the crowd. Start identifying the remaining Qian family members. All kinds of crimes. The people around who heard it all looked horrified. In fact, Qian Jun has been in charge of Taiping Fucheng for these years. Rely on your own power. And behind the money family. Too rampant. And the offspring of Qian Jun's family naturally followed suit. for a while. Only voices of accusation remained in the square. There is also the ashen-faced Qian family. The desperate cry of endless begging for forgiveness. Wait until the accusation is over. above the square. There is no living Qian family. Heads rolled to the ground. People who looked at the blood stains on the ground wanted to vomit. "The Qian family bowed their heads today." "But I believe that you are among the crowd." "There are still people who behave like the Qian family." "Remember it." "As long as this seat knows." "tomorrow." "It's rolling on the square." "It's the head you've been waiting for." Lin Fan stood up. Look at the people of those big families gathered around.
Open your mouth calmly. "I will definitely restrain the children of the clan!" "Please rest assured, King Shura!" "me too!" The person caught by Lin Fan's gaze. Everyone shivered in unison. Hurry up and make sure. Glanced at these people. Lin Fan didn't bother to go any further. If you really want to pursue it. Today it is impossible to say how many people will die in Taiping Fucheng. Do too much. With Lin Fan's current means. After all, it is impossible to suppress all of them. But the matter of all the rich people bowing their heads comes first. I believe even if Lin Fan leaves. It is also enough to deter people from Taiping and other surrounding prefectures. after all. Within the Azure Dragon War Zone. Lin Fan may appear at any time. The Qian family branch in Taiping Fucheng was dealt with. In the eyes of everyone with different expressions. Lin Fan, who picked a few reporters at random, disappeared into the square. And those reporters. Also wrapped in true qi. Keep up with Lin Fan. Speeding all the way along the coastline. The reporters followed Lin Fan all the way to the Qian family's ancestral land.
What Lin Fan didn't expect was that. The head of the Qian family was sitting at the gate of the ancestral land at this moment. In the ancestral land behind him. Shouts and shouts continued. It's already a mess. "I have seen King Shura." See Lin Fan drop. The burly head of the Qian family stood up. Say goodbye. "It's quite frank." The head of the Qian family is acting like this. It made Lin Fan look a little different. "King Shura is laughing." "The news of brother-in-law's death came back." "The old man knew that there was no need to run today." "Unfortunately..." Looked behind. For the first time, the Patriarch of the Qian family bent his back. Today's Qian family may only be the head of the Qian family. I don't want to run anymore. The rest are pretty much a mess. Crazy in robbing the property in the ancestral land. "It's good to know." Lin Fan nodded. Signal the reporters to follow. He walked towards the Qian Family Ancestral Land by himself. passing places. Those who snatch property in evil ways.
All soft into a ball. Collapsing to the ground. Not long. The rest of the Qian family also silently followed behind the head of the Qian family. Gather up. "May I ask you a question?" "Why does King Shura hate my Qian family so much. "So that you want to kill them all?" Wait until you reach the center of Qianjiazudi. Look at the neat tablet. The head of the Qian family looked at Lin Fan's back and asked. "If you're telling the truth." "It's bad luck for your Qian family." "This seat can cut the venerable with a sword" "The viciousness that can't cut through the hearts of the people." "But this seat can at least hang a sword over the head of the wicked." "Tell everyone." "From today." "Someone is messing around. Lin Fan stood with his hands behind his back. Open your mouth calmly. "I am ashamed of my ancestors." Listen to Lin Fan's explanation. The patriarch of the Qian family didn't say anything more. Silently walked into the ancestral land and knelt down in front of the queue. Not long. The sturdy body fell quietly to the ground. There was no sound.
"King Shura." "Preach the order of the temple." "No more killings." Just as the Qian family exclaimed. Beside Lin Fan. A figure also quietly appeared. On the signal in hand. The imprint of the temple quietly glowed. .