The footsteps were not clear. But in the ears of Uncle Zhao at this moment. But like thunder, there was a bang! Every muffled sound of falling footsteps seemed to fall on Uncle Zhao's heart. Knocking on the door called death! Wait until Lin Fan comes close. There was no one behind Uncle Zhao and Wang Jie. The strong smell of blood quietly spread in the forest! A master cannot be humiliated! this moment.
Uncle Zhao suddenly remembered when he was young. The most heard sentence. If it is said that the true energy is condensed, it can be regarded as the martial artist state of the teacher. If it is still in the "ordinary" stage. So guru. It is on the road of martial arts. Has stepped out of an extraordinary level of existence! There was once a master who became a beauty in anger. Tossed and blooded for thousands of miles! Also from then on. The human race is divided by the master. And established the rules for awarding Grand Master Medals to each Grand Master. It is to show the majesty of the master warrior. It is also warning the guy who does not have long eyes. Although in Jinling City. The royal family is very powerful and powerful. Although the interior is not as full of masters as Wang Jie said. But there are indeed masters sitting in the town. After Uncle Zhao entered the Wang family.
There are many grandmasters in contact with the Wang family on weekdays. Then subconsciously ignored a problem. That is. The reason why the master of the Wang family didn't show his majesty was because the master was free and would not lose his temper with his dog! this moment. Uncle Zhao's face was full of tears. The heart of martial arts that has always been proud of being enshrined by the Wang family. Complete collapse! Looking at Lin Fan's expressionless face. The area around his neck was still extremely cold. A terrifying killing intent lingered around him. Uncle Zhao understands. The actions of myself and Wang Jie just now have completely annoyed the young master. And the consequences of the master's anger. It is no longer a mere royal reputation. You can calm down! "You... what do you want to do!" "How dare you kill the servant of my Wang family!" "Even if you are a grandmaster! You can't be the opponent of my Wang family!" "My grandfather is a grand master!" the other side. Feeling the passing of one life after another. Wang Jie, who had already been frightened until his legs went limp. Tears and snot were mixed on his face, and he was extremely embarrassed. But still very naive. He wanted to reveal the family power behind him, trying to frighten Lin Fan in front of him. Hearing Wang Jie's ignorant words at this time. Uncle Zhao sighed.
He had completely given up hope of surviving. So what if the Wang family can find this young master in the future? Grandmaster face to face. Even the Great Grandmaster couldn't fly directly from Jinling City. And Lin Fan who came in front of the two of them. Hearing Wang Jie's chattering words out of fear. He frowned impatiently. Raise your hand casually. Under Uncle Zhao's unbelievable eyes. An incomparably bright sword light condensed from Lin Fan's palm! "impossible!" "How could you be a sword cultivator!" "The sword cultivator's inheritance has been cut off long ago!" That flash of sword light. Let Uncle Zhao who was desperate. Even more shocking and inexplicable! Not to mention the small Jinling City. It is other cities, or even places like Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. Sword repair is not so common. Not to mention being so young. Then you can cultivate to the level of a master swordsman! At this time, Mr. Zhao finally understood. The sharp energy lingering around his neck is not the terrifying will of a martial arts master at all. It's the sword intent of a master swordsman who can cut everything! Lin Fan with a cold expression. He didn't soften his heart because of the despair on the faces of Uncle Zhao and Wang Jie. Jianxiu is sincere in the sword. There is nothing else.
Now Lin Fan has stepped into the realm of a master. Jian Xin has long been clear. The sword intent in his hand is the purest manifestation of Lin Fan's will! This is true for all ancient sword cultivators. Drink when you are free, and draw your sword when you are angry. Every swordsman. They will not be afraid of more powerful enemies. He will not let go of anyone who shows hostility to himself. As for the rest. Let's cut it with a sword first! From the terrifying sword light that separated the sea of consciousness. Lin Fan has realized a sword intent of his own. Now wave your arms lightly. In the sea of consciousness, the blurred image of that terrifying sword light suddenly appeared again. "This sword." "Destroy all living beings!" With Lin Fan whispering softly. The pure killing intent was countless times more terrifying than before. There is also the sword light that makes every existence with vital energy feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts. Extended from the hand of Lin Fan. Cut to Uncle Zhao and Wang Jie in front of him. The terrifying sword light is approaching. Whether it's Uncle Zhao at the pinnacle of a martial artist, or Wang Jie at the realm of a martial artist. It seems that all defenses have been stripped away. Became a naked baby. this moment. Looking at it, it was obviously far away from me. The sword light that seemed to never descend on his head.
Wang Jie's sobbing stopped. Regret filled his eyes. Before his father left, he kept telling himself that going out was no better than being in the city. Mermaids and dragons are mixed outside the city. May be scruples about the royal family. But it can also be desperate. But Wang Jie, who was out of the city, fully exposed his nature. Report the name along the way. No one is not respected. Let the arrogant Wang Jie become even more rampant. until now. facing death. A trace of regret finally rose in Wang Jie's heart. "If just now..." the other side. under the pressure of death. Uncle Zhao's blood flowed backwards. Dirty and smelly blood burst out from the pores all over his body. Like a little snake. His eyes were bloodshot. A terrifying true energy erupted from Uncle Zhao's dantian. Reverse flow of qi and blood, self-exploding true qi seeds. This is enough for warriors to cut off all the way forward. A desperate means of cultivation. But even if you try your best. Uncle Zhao who didn't even care about his life. But still unable to escape from that dazzling sword light. Even the blood on his body.
It was all evaporated in an instant! "Grandmaster Sword Cultivator." "As expected..." "The young master provoked you today, and he deserves to die here." "But the wrath of the master is unstoppable." "The wrath of the grand master is like thunder and divine power!" "You killed the heir of the Wang family today." "Tomorrow, the Wang family will not let you go..." Feel the qi and blood in the body that has begun to decay. Uncle Zhao smiled miserably. He stared at Lin Fan firmly. Exhausting the last breath of life, he spoke. next moment. The sword light instantly shattered Uncle Zhao's body. Together with Wang Jie behind. In front of Lin Fan. A place shrouded in sword light. Large tracts of trees disappeared without a trace. The long-lost sunshine came in. Staring at the bloodstains on the ground. Lin Fan didn't have any expression fluctuations because of Uncle Zhao's words before he died. Instead, he kept thinking about the sword he just cut in his mind! under a sword. No more sentient beings! Take life as a guide. The edge of sword repair that belongs to Lin Fan has finally been revealed!
