Aofang's sword energy was extremely concealed, but it contained the ultimate murderous intention. It silently attacked and killed Lin Fan.
There was a hint of ferocity on his face.
The eyes are fierce.
Aofang knows the strength of this sword energy very well.
Not to mention Lin Fan, who is only at the second level of Creation, even Aofang, who has reached the half-step supreme level, thinks that he cannot stop this sword energy at all. He is afraid that even if he is immortal, he will be disabled.
As long as Aofang uses this sword energy, it means that the battle will no longer be suspenseful!
Lin Fan, Lin Fan, even if you are extremely talented and have countless trump cards, so what?
After all, you don’t have to lose at my hands!
Aofang thought in his heart.
Facing Aofang's attack, Lin Fan also slashed out a sword energy, which collided with Aofang's own sword energy, canceling each other out.
Amidst the waterfall of sword light, the green sword energy continued to secretly shoot towards Lin Fan.
"boom!!!"
A terrifying energy storm swept across, destroying most of the battle platform.
"Lin Fan, you should be dead now, right?"
Aofang had a sinister smile on his face and stared straight ahead.
"Sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."
But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Aofang, causing Aofang's expression to change suddenly.
"Whoosh!"
Aofang turned his head suddenly and saw a sword energy rushing towards him.
However, he reacted quickly and almost instinctively raised the ice sword in front of him.
"clang!"
The sword energy struck hard on the ice sword, sending Aofang and the sword flying away.
"This is impossible! This is impossible!!!"
Aofang flew backwards and roared crazily.
How could Lin Fan remain unharmed under that sword energy!
This is absolutely impossible!
But the fact was before his eyes, and Aofang had no choice but to accept it.
Lin Fan's face was as dark as water, and he came after him with a sword.
Strictly speaking, he cannot be considered safe and sound.
Because Lin Fan's entire left arm has disappeared!
The situation just now was indeed extremely dangerous.
The sudden attack of sword energy, like a poisonous snake, caught Lin Fan off guard.
Fortunately, Lin Fan had spiritual consciousness, so the moment Aofang unleashed his sword energy, he sensed the danger and immediately made a dodge action.
But that sword energy was really too fast.
Even though Lin Fan dodged as fast as he could, he still couldn't completely avoid it.
The sword energy easily chopped Lin Fan's arm into pieces.
With the strength of this sword energy, it would be really dangerous if Lin Fan didn't notice it in time.
Then, Lin Fan instantly appeared behind Aofang and drew his sword with anger.
"Aofang, apart from some intrigues and tricks, what else do you have!?"
"Today, I will completely knock you into dust!"
Lin Fan roared like thunder, and the sword light was like a waterfall, pouring down fiercely towards Aofang.
Aofang's face turned pale, as if he were mourning for his heir, and he couldn't even think of resisting.
In his heart, the fear of Lin Fan surged like a tide, impacting his whole heart.
With such a mentality, Aofang was naturally even more unable to withstand Lin Fan's fierce attack.
Almost in an instant, Aofang's whole body was covered with sword marks.
The terrifying sword intent rampaged through his body, causing wanton destruction.
The largest sword mark among them almost started from Aofang's face and extended to his waist, which was extremely ferocious.
If you look carefully, you will find that Aofang's sword mark is quite similar to the most serious sword mark on Mo Wentian's body.
This is clearly Lin Fan's revenge for Mo Wentian!
"Bang!"
Lin Fan flashed, approached Aofang, and pushed out with his palm.
Aofang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and like a kite with its string broken, it flew backwards and hit the ground hard, causing cracks like spider webs to appear on the battlefield.
In fact, Aofang was not so miserable.
Even if he doesn't borrow that sword energy, Aofang's strength is enough to compete with Lin Fan. Even if he loses, he will only be at a slight disadvantage. He will not be beaten to the point where he is completely unable to fight back like he is now.
However, the sword energy failed to achieve results and directly destroyed Aofang's mentality.
Once his mentality collapsed, Aofang would naturally not be able to perform as well as he should, which is why he suffered such a complete defeat.
Aofang was filled with shock and anger. He yelled and was about to stand up.
But as soon as he made a move, he felt a sting on his face and a severe burning sensation on his neck.
A huge sword with surging demonic energy was already pressed against his neck.
"You..." Aofang froze, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and his face looked very ugly.
Lin Fan stood proudly in front of Ao Fang, holding a sword in one hand, the tip of the sword against Ao Fang's throat, looking at him condescendingly, and said: "Ao Fang, you are defeated."
"You, how did you avoid it?"
Aofang glanced at Lin Fan's empty left cuff and asked through gritted teeth.
Lin Fan actually only lost one arm!
This is far from Aofang's psychological expectations.
Lin Fan said: "Before I answer your question, why don't you tell me where your sword energy comes from."
Aofang's face changed slightly and he said, "Why, only you are allowed to have powerful sword energy, and others are not allowed to have adventures?"
"Whether your sword energy was an accident or someone did it on purpose, I think you know better than me." Lin Fan stared into Aofang's eyes and sneered.
"Haha, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, no need to say more! I have nothing to say!"
Aofang's eyes flickered twice, then he looked away and said in a rather righteous tone.
Lin Fan slowly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Even if you don't tell me, I know. Is this sword energy given to you by Yu Wushuang?"
"Whoosh!"
Aofang suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Fan in horror.
Lin Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "The day before yesterday, he personally used a sword against me, and the aura of this sword energy was very similar. This cannot be concealed."
"So what if you know? You may never be able to avenge this revenge in your lifetime!" Aofang seemed to have found a balance in his heart and said quite proudly.
"You are wrong." Lin Fan said in a deep voice, "I, Lin Fan, seize the day for revenge. You can help me pass a message to Yu Wushuang, just say that within half a year, I will hit him and kneel down to beg for mercy!
"
Aofang looked at Lin Fan as if he were a madman.
Lin Fan is only in the second stage of creation, while Yu Wushuang is already in the middle stage of supreme cultivation!
The gap between them is like a chasm.
Moreover, as Yu Wushuang is a true successor, he enjoys better cultivation resources and can receive personal guidance from Elder Yin. His cultivation level is improved at a much faster rate than that of cabinet disciples.
Let alone half a year, even if it takes decades, hundreds of years, or even a lifetime, we will not be able to catch up.
Lin Fan's words, in Aofang's view, were nothing more than the big words of a hot-blooded young man who did not consider the consequences.
"Okay Lin Fan, I will help you bring the message. I want to see how you can defeat Senior Brother Yu in half a year!"
Aofang said disdainfully.
"Are you quite glorious? Don't forget, now, you belong to the loser!"
Lin Fan smiled jokingly and kicked Aofang off the fighting platform.
In this way, Aofang's failure was officially announced!