"kindness."

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Lin Luoxi bit and stared at Zi Yang Zhenren and said, "I didn't expect that this old guy was so vicious that he actually practiced the scent of flames. Otherwise, with his subtlety, he would not have hurt me at all."

"As you, leave quickly and avenge me in the future." Lin Luoxi's aura rose again and was about to rush forward and fight to the death.

"Don't move."

"In fact, men are the most proficient in fighting." Lin Fan's true energy was input into Lin Luoxi's body, quickly suppressing the toxins.

"And, my principle is to take revenge as soon as possible."

As he said that, Lin Fan stepped towards Ziyang Zhenren and sneered: "The worst thing you should have done is to hurt my aunt."

"Do you want to attack me?" Zi Yang Zhenren looked at Lin Fan with contempt and said, "It's really overestimating his abilities. It's okay, for Lin Luoxi's sake, I'll send you to hell with my own hands."

"Give you a chance to take action, come on, let me see what you have." Zi Yang Zhenren smiled and hooked his hand at Lin Fan.

"Swoosh!"

Lin Fan was not polite at all, and the Nine Dragon Divine Sword instantly lit up a golden light.

"The Qing Emperor asked the sky!"

"Swoosh!"

The Nine Dragon Divine Sword flew towards Ziyang Zhenren with an invincible aura. Then, before Ziyang Zhenren could react, Lin Fan stretched out a finger and shouted: "Reincarnation is disillusioned!"

He injured his aunt Lin Luoxi, and Lin Fan wanted to let this old guy have no chance to reincarnate, so he used two killer moves when he came up.

The smile on Zi Yang's face instantly retracted, and his hands kept drawing out defensive true energy to resist.

He did not expect that Lin Fan would have such a strong cultivation level. The defensive true energy that had been gathering hastily resisted the attack and killing of the Nine Dragons Sword, but he once again welcomed a finger with a breath of destruction.

"This is a magical power!"

Ziyang Zhenren immediately knew what tricks Lin Fan used. Instead of using them, he also knew that Lin Fan was not a martial artist at all, but a real practitioner of Taoism.

With the current spiritual energy of heaven and earth, how did this guy cultivate to the current terrifying realm?

This kid must have great luck, and the practice of practice is not simple. If he can get it?

Thinking of this, Zi Yang Zhenren's eyes shot out two greedy gazes.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Zhenren Ziyang's body retreated more than ten steps, took out a medicine bottle from his waist, and poured it into his mouth.

"Why does it mean? If you can't beat it, do you take drugs?" Lin Fan didn't expect that his strength would be so strong after advancing.

With just one move, he knew that Zi Yang Zhenren's cultivation was just like the ancestor of the Wang family, and had reached the peak of the late stage of the Golden Pill.

If it weren't for the improvement of the Dragon-Crafting Pool, he would definitely die today.

But now, he is not the one who died.

"I didn't expect that besides that place, there is such a strong cultivation person in the mundane world?" Ziyang Zhenren smiled and said, "Come on, the old Taoist, please learn about your cultivation skills."

"Swoosh!"

He pulled out the purple sword from his waist with his right hand and flew directly into the air, like an eagle, stabbing Lin Fan's Tianlinggu.

Before the killer move was reached, the surrounding space had been wrapped in the sword domain.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes in such a crisis.

Unexpectedly, the sword in this old guy's hand was not an ordinary person, at least it reached the level of a high-level magic weapon.

Otherwise, there would be no power of domain binding during the attack.

After the domain is formed at this moment, the only thing you can do is to tear the other party's domain, otherwise you will definitely die.

"Lin Fan!"

When Lin Luoxi saw Lin Fan closing his eyes, he was anxious and wanted to rush up again, but was held by a little girl in Taoist robe.

"Beautiful sister, don't go over, he won't die." After the little girl finished speaking, she stared in the direction of the hall with a cold face. There were not too many Zi Yang Zhenren.

"break!"

Just as Zi Yang Zhenren's sword was about to pierce into Lin Fan's spiritual cap, the sword light of the Nine Dragon Divine Sword surged, turning into sword energy, blasting open the opponent's sword domain.

Using swords to swords, although the sword in Ziyang Zhenren's hand is a magic weapon, it is still much worse than the Nine Dragon Divine Sword.

"puff!"

After the sword domain was broken, the aura of Zi Yang Zhenren was unstable and his mind was shocked. At this moment, Lin Fan slapped Zi Yang Zhenren's heart with a palm.

"Bang!"

He slapped Zi Yang Zhenren out with one palm and threw him to the ground.

"Messenger, help me!"

Ziyang Zhenren looked into the hall and called for help loudly.

I originally thought it was very simple to kill Lin Fan, but I didn't expect that I almost got killed.

The aura on Ziyang's body was chaotic at this moment and he had no ability to fight Lin Fan at all. If that person didn't take action, Zixiao Palace would no longer exist today.

"snort!"

A cold snorted from the depths of the hall, "Useless things."

Then, a middle-aged man in purple robe walked out slowly, without even looking at Ziyang Zhenren. He looked at the little girl beside Lin Luoxi with interest and said, "You are not dead?"

"I really can't speak."

The little girl in Taoist robe sneered and said, "Isn't your master dead?"

From this middle-aged man, the little Taoist nun had already felt the familiar aura and her face was extremely cold.

"How can the master die so easily?" The middle-aged man looked at Qinglian with a smile and said, "You really shouldn't come today."

The girl wearing a Taoist robe is nothing other than the Taoist ugliness Qinglian.

The little Taoist nun said disdainfully: "I should say this to you. Moreover, I have a grudge against that old stinky Taoist priest. Today, I am here to take revenge."

As he said that, the little Taoist nun walked towards Lin Fan and smiled and said, "Are you very surprised?"

"Surprise is a big deal!"

Lin Fan said angrily: "What are you here? Don't watch cartoons at home."

"Aren't they worried about you?" The little Taoist nun pouted and replied aggrievedly.

Seeing the little Taoist nun like this, the middle-aged man almost fell down his eyes. At this moment, he was very suspicious that the little girl in front of him was still the cold fairy-like figure, Venerable Qinglian?

However, no matter what, I have to kill her today. I must not let her grow up again, otherwise the sect will be in danger.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's murderous intent suddenly arose.

"Sixiang, you are still so impatient. No wonder you have not made any progress in the years." The little Taoist nun glanced at the middle-aged man and said contemptuously.

"Four Symbols?"

Lin Fan couldn't help but ask curiously: "Why is this name so strange?"

"Puff!"

"I gave him this? Take a closer look. Does he have a face with a horse, a neck like a deer, a nose like a chicken, and a mouth like a toad? Am I very talented?" The Taoist nun smiled and asked for advice.

"Oh, I'll go!"

"You said this, it's really a bit like it!" Lin Fan gave a thumbs up and said, "A talented little Taoist nun, it's a pity to be a Taoist nun in this life. He should be a tailor."
Chapter completed!