"How is this possible!!!" Zhu Jingzhi's pupils shrank violently, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief.
Lin Fan gently stroked the broken sword and said calmly: "Nothing is impossible. This sword intention seems very strong to you, but to me, it's just a child's play."
"Who are you!?" Zhu Jingzhi asked again.
Lin Fan did not answer Zhu Jingzhi's question, but asked him, "Your surname is Zhu, what is your relationship with Zhu Tianxing?"
Zhu Jingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, straightened his chest unconsciously, and said, "I call him clan uncle."
"Okay, it seems that you have found the wrong person." Lin Fan smiled and nodded, then his eyes turned cold, and with a "swish", the broken sword pointed at Zhu Jingzhi, and his voice suddenly became extremely cold, "You can go die.
Got it!"
"Fan Lin, I'll kill you first!"
"The flying sword is shocking!"
Zhu Jingzhi seemed to have been prepared. The moment Lin Fan finished speaking, he took action first. With a flip of his arm, the long sword made a buzzing sound, pierced the space, and drew out a sword from the bottom up.
"Whoosh!"
A slender sword energy swept towards Lin Fan vertically.
Lin Fan held the dagger in his hand and swung it sideways lightly.
The blade of the broken sword struck right on top of the whistling slender sword energy.
"puff!"
A soft sound came out.
Zhu Jingzhi's sword energy was like paper, shattering instantly!
"die!"
Zhu Jingzhi shouted loudly and stomped his right foot on the boulder. With a "bang" sound, the boulder cracked directly, and Zhu Jingzhi's sword burst out. The sword intent surrounded him, and the sword pointed directly at Lin Fan at a high speed.
He rushed over as fast as lightning.
After the breakthrough of sword intent, Zhu Jingzhi's strength has also been greatly improved. This is also the confidence that Zhu Jingzhi dares to take action against Lin Fan. Otherwise, just based on Lin Fan's impressive record of monopolizing the three half-step gods, Zhu Jingzhi will definitely be ranked first.
I will choose to run away for a while.
And there is another very important point. Zhu Jingzhi did not come alone. In the Broken Sword Canyon, there were more than a hundred emperor pavilion experts. Among them, there were great sword cultivators at the peak level of Nascent Soul.
There are almost ten of them. With the combined strength of these great swordsmen, they are definitely capable of killing a half-step god-transformation expert. Together with other people, this is a very powerful force.
If there is a fight here, the strong men from the Emperor's Pavilion will soon come to support them. When the time comes, one in a hundred will fight, and there is no reason to lose no matter how hard you think about it.
So Zhu Jingzhi was not worried.
With a faint smile on his face, Lin Fan held a dagger in his hand, stepped forward, and appeared directly in front of Zhu Jingzhi.
"Whoosh!"
The short sword carries the power of wind and thunder, and it is slashed out diagonally.
"Fan Lin! You want to fight me with a broken sword, you are so arrogant!"
Zhu Jingzhi shouted loudly and slashed with his sword.
"clang!"
There was an explosion, and a section of the sword blade flew out, and with a "clang" sound, it sank into the boulder.
Zhu Jingzhi's body trembled, and a sword mark appeared on his chest, from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. Soon, blood seeped out and dyed his clothes red.
Zhu Jingzhi's expression suddenly changed dramatically, and he retreated in embarrassment.
The sword in his hand was only half left.
The fracture surface is as flat as a mirror.
Although Zhu Jingzhi's sword is only a two-finger-wide thin sword, this sword is a genuine mid-level magic weapon, and its quality is higher than that of Demon's Might. If he simply cuts with the sword without using his true energy, Demon's Might will
They all had to be cut open by this thin sword.
But at this moment, Zhu Jingzhi's sword was cut off easily like tender tofu in front of this broken sword!
Zhu Jingzhi was immediately stunned, and even his sword intention was almost shaken away.
Lin Fan was not surprised.
The moment he held the broken sword, he knew that it had once been an immortal weapon!
Although it is now damaged and of low quality, it is still considered a top-level magic weapon and cannot be competed with by a mere mid-level magic weapon.
"It's the broken sword!"
Zhu Jingzhi instantly realized that it was not that he was not as strong as Lin Fan, but that his weapons were inferior.
After realizing this, Zhu Jingzhi not only did not shrink back, but became even more enthusiastic.
He wanted to get the broken sword.
Zhu Jingzhi flipped his wrist, and a thin sword appeared in his hand. It was only a top-level spiritual weapon, far inferior to his original sword, but it could be used temporarily.
With the sword in his hand, Zhu Jing's sword intent was concentrated again, and his momentum increased a lot.
The first batch of strong men from the Emperor's Pavilion have arrived. They are great sword cultivators who have gained enlightenment in the outer area of the Sword Intent Storm. After noticing the fluctuations of the battle here, they rushed over as soon as possible.
"Fan Lin?"
Someone recognized Lin Fan and exclaimed.
In this Guixu world, "Fan Lin" can be considered a celebrity.
Zhu Jingzhi pointed his long sword at Lin Fan, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and shouted: "Kill him!"
The experts in the Emperor's Pavilion didn't know what grudges the two sides had, but in this case, they would definitely help Zhu Jingzhi.
At one time, several sword qi slashed at Lin Fan.
More powerful men from the Emperor Pavilion are approaching quickly.
Zhu Jingzhi was not idle either, waving his long sword repeatedly and attacking Lin Fan with sword energy.
Lin Fan seemed to be in a bit of a hurry and responded hastily.
After a moment of fighting, several sword marks appeared on his body. He looked extremely embarrassed, and even his aura became quite disordered.
Other powerful men in the Emperor's Pavilion also provided support. More than a hundred people gathered around the boulder, surrounding Lin Fan and watching him eagerly.
Lin Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He had previously deliberately shown weakness and pretended to be injured, just to have everyone from the Emperor's Pavilion gather around him, thus saving him the trouble of having to kill them one by one.
"Fan Lin! You will definitely die today. Tell me why you attacked me, whether it was for me personally or for the Emperor's Pavilion! Tell me, and I might be able to give you a decent way to die.
." Zhu Jingzhi held a long sword, looked at Lin Fan in the circle with burning eyes, and shouted loudly.
Lin Fan lowered his head, held the broken sword in his hand, grinned, and said: "You said I will definitely die?"
"Otherwise?" Zhu Jingzhi asked back and said with a smile: "I admit that you are very strong, but no matter how strong you are, can you defeat so many of us?"
Lin Fan slowly raised his head, looked around, and said calmly: "Ants are ants. Even if they are in groups, they are just a group of ants. What should you be afraid of?"
His tone was calm, but he was filled with a domineering attitude that looked down on the world. He didn't pay attention to the more than a hundred powerful men around him who were at the lowest level of the Nascent Soul stage and who were eyeing him covetously.
"What an arrogant tone!"
Hearing Lin Fan calling himself and others ants, Zhao Yuan was immediately furious, shouted loudly, and charged towards Lin Fan with his sword.
Previously, Zhao Yuan was arranged by Zhu Jingzhi to wait outside the canyon, so he participated in the melee for the god-refining seeds. Naturally, he did not see Lin Fan defeating three half-step god-transforming experts, and in front of many foreign demons.
Facing the scene where Chi Lian was killed with force, he didn't have a clear understanding of Lin Fan's strength. Now seeing him in the middle stage of Nascent Soul talking nonsense, he was naturally very angry and took action directly.
The combat power of great sword cultivators is extremely astonishing. Generally speaking, it is far superior to other monks of the same level. Fighting across levels is not difficult for great sword cultivators. Zhao Yuan is a great sword cultivator at the peak of Nascent Soul. He can explode with all his strength.
Under this situation, even those who are half-stepped into becoming gods must be treated with some seriousness.
But facing Zhao Yuan's full blow, Lin Fan actually put away the broken sword, and a black thing appeared in his hand.
Seeing this thing, Zhu Jingzhi's eyelids twitched for some reason, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart.
Lin Fan threw away the black objects in his hands with a faint smile on his face.
"You're still laughing when you're about to die!" Zhao Yuan sneered. He moved faster and slashed hard at Lin Fan with his sword edge. In front of the sword blade, his true energy condensed into a sword-shaped light and shadow more than ten meters long. He easily
It split open the space, and its power was astonishing.
"Boundary monument!"
Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and softly uttered three words.
The dark object in his hand suddenly flashed with a strange black light.
A vague and mysterious energy wave was transmitted, and it spread to a radius of hundreds of meters in an instant.
Zhao Yuan was closest to Lin Fan and was the first to be affected by the boundary monument. He was in a daze for a moment. Then, he was horrified to find that his level was actually declining!
Late Nascent Soul!
The middle stage of Nascent Soul!
In an instant, Zhao Yuan's state fell from the peak of Yuanying to the middle stage of Yuanying!
Although the plummeting realm is simple to say, it is just a temporary decline in cultivation level, but for the person involved, the impact is very large. It feels like accidentally missing a step when going down the stairs, and the next body is covered in cold sweat.
, if you memorize some ideas, you may twist your waist or sprain your feet.
Zhao Yuan was one of those who had a lot of ideas. When he was affected by the town boundary monument, it was when he launched a full-strength blow at Lin Fan. The powerful Qi of the peak Nascent Soul realm circulated in his body according to the method of a certain sword move.
It was running at full speed, but at this critical moment, it suddenly dropped two levels. The zhenqi that was originally running wildly naturally went wrong, as if the gears running at full speed were suddenly blocked by a steel bar.
It seemed to be stuck, causing a serious failure of the entire machine.
To put it simply, Zhao Yuan, this unlucky kid, was repelled, and the repercussions were severe.
So before Zhao Yuan's attack hit Lin Fan, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body twitched in the air, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with his head facing down.
Go down.
Whether he was seriously injured or not, the fear in Zhao Yuan's heart became even more serious. He didn't know the reason for his decline in level, and the fear of the unknown made him feel cold all over.
Zhao Yuan is just the beginning.
The town boundary monument is not only effective on a single target.
Under Lin Fan's urging, the town boundary monument became powerful and instantly covered a hundred meters radius.
Except for Lin Fan, the realm of everyone present instantly dropped by two or three small realms. Those who were originally at the peak of the Nascent Soul have all become the middle Nascent Soul. Those who were originally at the late Nascent Soul have basically become the Nascent Soul.
In the early stage of infancy, there were even a few who had just broken through to the late stage and were in an unstable state, and fell directly back to the golden elixir stage.
For example, Chen Song looked confused and fell back to the peak level of Jin Dan, with a look of horror on his face.
As for Zhu Jingzhi, a half-step god-transformer, he was also suppressed to the late Nascent Soul stage!
"You are the Lin Fan on Earth!!!"
Zhu Jingzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, he pointed at Lin Fan and shouted loudly.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to recognize it." Lin Fan was noncommittal.
As for the dead, there is no need to worry about what secrets they know, because they will shut up immediately and forever.
Zhu Jingzhi stared at the boundary-suppressing monument in Lin Fan's hand and said, "The Pavilion Master once said that you have a divine object in your hand that can suppress realms!"
"That's right, it's called the town boundary monument."
Lin Fan shrugged and said calmly: "Okay, enough nonsense, you should go die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold. Immediately afterwards, his spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of Nascent Soul suddenly activated, and instantly enveloped all the powerful Emperor Pavilion experts around him.
"Spiritual Storm!"
"boom!"
At the same time, more than a hundred powerful men in the Emperor Pavilion heard a deafening thunder in their minds, and then they felt a stinging pain in their heads.
"ah!"
"Uh-huh!"
Waves of screams came from all directions.
One after another figures fell from the sky.
Even Zhu Jingzhi did not escape. He kept holding his head with both hands, and his head fell toward the ground.
His pupils were completely gray and lifeless.
After the Yuanmen, the Emperor's Pavilion was also completely annihilated, and they all perished in the Guixu Realm!