Wu Jian was enduring the pain of the sword intent cutting his body and soul, as if he was about to be cut to pieces by the sword intent, and he spoke hoarsely to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's expression changed drastically.

The missing sword intent entering the body would bring extreme pain. He had already prepared for it, but he did not expect it to be so severe.

Quickly walked to Wu Jian, slapped Wu Jian's Tianling Cover with his palm, suppressed it with powerful soul power, and stuffed the elixir he had prepared for a long time into Wu Jian's mouth.

After taking the elixir, Wu Jian seemed to feel much better, and his expression softened a lot.

"Li Guang, form a circle and guard Wu Sword. No one is allowed to come near and no one is allowed to make a sound. Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed without mercy, no matter who it is." Lin Fan said coldly.

When Wu Jian reaches the most critical moment, if the sword intention can be used by him again, both his combat power and talent will be greatly improved. But if he fails, what awaits him is that his body will turn into powder and his soul will turn into ashes.

, that will be a disaster.

Li Guang, Wuji, Nishen and others arrived in an instant, guarding Wujian firmly, holding the soldiers tightly in their hands, their eyes like cold lightning, scanning all directions.

Lin Fan sat in the middle and turned the Tongtian Cauldron over, suppressing Wu Jian and protecting him in the cauldron. Only then did he feel relieved.

The tension and anxiety in his heart are unavoidable, but for this kind of thing, Wu Jian can only rely on himself, and no one else can help. He has done everything he can, and there is really nothing he can do for other things. Now he can only hope.

Wu Jian's mind is strong enough, otherwise this kind of torture, which is thousands of times more cruel than Ling Chi's, would probably destroy his sanity.

He looked at the direction where the great elder had disappeared with cold eyes. If the old bastard did not appear and let Wu Jian kill Qing Shan, he would naturally have the means to let the sword intention be slowly nurtured by Wu Jian and be slowly absorbed, but because of that old bastard

The dog came and ruined everything.

If Wu Jian is forced into such a dangerous situation, how can he relieve his anger without killing?

From time to time, the Tongtian Cauldron emitted bursts of extremely suppressed cries of pain, as well as dull fist-bumping sounds.

The screams were so pitiful, like being skinned and cramped, that Lin Fan's eyebrows jumped. Time passed slowly. The screams lasted for two days and then gradually weakened. Lin Fan sensed that there was a sharp aura in the Tongtian Cauldron.

It became more and more prosperous, and he could feel the tingling sensation even through the Tongtian Cauldron.

Li Guang and others couldn't bear it anymore, and they had already unconsciously moved away from a hundred feet away.

Three days after leaving, Wu Jian's soothing voice sounded: "Brother Lin, let me out."

Lin Fan's eyebrows rose with joy. The Tongtian Cauldron shrank in an instant and returned to his eyebrows. Where it stood, a figure without a sword appeared.

The energy in his body that always gave people a sense of sharpness was no longer there, but it gave people a more dangerous feeling, like a shocking divine sword hidden in a sheath. Once it explodes, it will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"How?" Lin Fan asked.

Wu Jian smiled, and the holy sword spirit reappeared.

The Holy Sword Spirit at this time is too magnificent, like a finished product carefully carved by the gods, without a single flaw. Just like the sword of the gods, just its appearance gives people a sense of sharpness that can cut through everything in the world.

"Incredible." Lin Fan smiled.

Finally, he got through it, and from then on he was flawless without a sword. Lin Fan asked with a smile: "How is your state now?"

Wu Jian said: "Half-step virtual method."

"So fast?" Lin Fan was surprised.

Wu Jian said: "Let's make up for the benefits of the martial soul's shortcomings. If I hadn't suppressed it, maybe I would have been in the Void Dharma realm at this time."

Lin Fan nodded and quickly broke the mirror with the help of external force. His growth was undoubtedly very fast, but he was still weak after all. What a cultivator pursues is to be invincible in every realm.

"It's unreasonable." Li Guang looked around the Holy Sword Martial Spirit, then looked at Lin Fan, and said a little pitifully: "Brother Lin, please also see if my Martial Spirit is not perfect either."

"Get out of here." Lin Fan said.

"It's unreasonable. I was fighting and fighting all the time in that illusion. I trained myself to death seven or eight times. I was almost driven crazy. It was just the ancestral realm. In the end, this guy just made up for his martial soul and was able to perform half-step virtual magic.

."

Where did Li Guang complain?

"Just to make up for his martial spirit?" Lin Fan stared at Li Guang amusedly: "His body has probably collapsed more than ten times in the past few days, and he has suffered more than you, not less."

Wu Jian shuddered: "Don't mention it. When I endured everything, I just wanted to sink in. Now I have a headache when I think about it."

Everyone laughed.

"Oops!" Wu Jian suddenly said, his face stiff.

"What?" Lin Fan also became anxious, Wu Jian said with a bitter face: "I thought we would lose this time, so I sealed her and never unsealed her."

"What kind of rice?" Li Guang looked at Wu Jian as if he were looking at a monster.

Wu Jian shrugged: "I really thought we were going to die at that time. Before Brother Lin came back, how could I let her face death with me at that time?"

Lin Fan slapped his forehead: "I declare that you are finished."

Li Guang was so excited that he shuddered: "If I dared to treat that woman like this, I would probably be slapped to death."

"Brother Lin, go and unblock me." Wu Jian looked at Lin Fan as if he was begging for help.

"I won't go, I'm not interested, I'm not in the mood, I'm too tired from the battle." Lin Fan refused to answer.

To unblock?

hehe.

He is not stupid.

Whoever goes now will suffer the consequences.

After he finished speaking, lightning appeared under the soles of his feet, and he was thousands of miles away in an instant. Li Guang and others also fled quickly like him.

Lin Fan and others were sitting around, and the deep-sea monsters they had brought were being roasted on the fire. The aroma was fragrant, and they were drinking.

After days of constant fighting, it’s time to relax your tense nerves.

"What should we do next?" Li Guang asked, with a large piece of delicious meat stuffed in his mouth.

Lin Fan threw the fire stick aside and frowned: "Qing Shi's body was only destroyed by me, so he is definitely not dead yet. According to the foundation of the Sword Saint Palace, he will definitely be able to resurrect him."

"That bastard is really lucky, even those attacks can't do anything to him." Nisei cursed angrily.

Lin Fan shook his head, it wasn't that Qing Shi had great fortune, it was that the Great Elder was too powerful, even a few thunderbolts couldn't kill even a ray of divine will.

"Gather all the powerful people we can invite, we will go to the Sword Saint Palace, break through the formation, and directly kill the Great Elder and Qingshan." Lin Fan thought about it and felt that this was the only feasible way.

"Okay." Nisei was the first to respond.

Lin Fan looked at Li Guang and said with a smile: "Do you want to go back?"

Li Guangben's smiling face suddenly darkened. He was silent for a moment and said, "I think about it, but I guess I can't go back."

"Yes, the boundary wall isolates everything, and our realm is far beyond it." Lin Fan's tone also became lowered.

The atmosphere became strangely silent, but at this moment, a shocking sound of fighting could be heard from the other side of the camp. A woman was as beautiful as a goddess in the sky, but now she was furiously and violently attacking a man.
Chapter completed!