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Chapter 305

Immediately afterwards.

I saw Lin Fan slashing out diagonally with his sword.

Bah!

This knife seemed to tear apart the space, forming a deep and dark space crack.

And after the knife struck out, the small river in front of him disappeared into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

A long crack, a foot wide, appeared on the river.

If the previous move was to cut off water and flow, then this move is to split the ground and crack the soil, which is infinitely powerful.

Lin Fan looked at the sword in his hand and felt a little regretful.

He could feel that the last move of Chuang Dao had a hint of the realm of sword intention.

However, compared to Sword Twenty-Three, it is still a little bit behind.

Therefore, Chuang Dao is a human sword technique.

Sword Twenty-Three is a swordsmanship that does not belong to this world.

At this moment, the Pig King behind Lin Fan was already petrified.

His mouth opened wide.

What followed closely was the fanatical light in his eyes.

This is no longer enough to be described as genius!

The talent Lin Fan displayed was an absolute genius!

Thinking of this, he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and rushed to Lin Fan in a few steps.

"Boy, please accept me as your teacher. I can teach you this set of sword-making skills in detail, and I will also teach you my lifelong philosophy of martial arts."

Faced with such a talented person like Lin Fan, he really didn't want to miss it.

Everyone in the world is mediocre and all they want is fame and fortune.

The peak of martial arts is for profit, and the master of martial arts is for fame.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second.

Any warrior cannot refuse the honor of leaving his name in history and being praised by all generations.

Otherwise, why would warriors from all over the world write books and biographies, compile their knowledge into volumes, create secret manuals, and pass them on from generation to generation?

It’s just that he wants his name and the martial arts in his heart to be passed on to all generations.

The Pig King is also not exempt from vulgarity.

only.

He knew in his heart that he might be one of the best in the world.

But to Wanshi, his talent is mediocre.

In this world, there are countless geniuses and countless powerful warriors.

If we were talking about eternity, he, the Pig King, would not be ranked at all.

but.

He was not ranked highly, but he saw hope in Lin Fan.

Perhaps, the being named Lin Fan in front of him can really reach the level of eternal hegemony.

One day, as Lin Fan's master, he will naturally leave his name in history and be respected by future generations.

only.

Looking at the Pig King's expectant eyes, Lin Fan shook his head: "I want you to be my teacher? Senior Pig King, although your set of creative knives is a bit interesting, to be honest, I really don't like it."

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, the Pig King suddenly became angry.

Ever since he created this sword technique, even if the First Evil Emperor wanted to defeat him, he would have to put in some effort. At this moment, Lin Fan couldn't even look at it?

You know, the Evil Emperor has a very high opinion of this sword technique.

Frankly speaking, this sword technique has endless variations and huge potential.

As long as it is continuously improved, it is not impossible to become the best sword technique in the world in the future.

"You brat, you dare to say that my knife is not good? I must teach you a lesson today."

The Pig King said angrily, pointing his finger like a knife, and rushed in front of Lin Fan in an instant.

He didn't really want to do anything to Lin Fan.

Among the Three Emperors, the Pig Emperor has the most ordinary and approachable character and the gentlest one.

Precisely because he understood the Pig King's character, Lin Fan didn't pay attention.

In the same way, he points his finger like a sword, facing the attack.

"Pig King, you also take my sword."

Lin Fan raised his sword above his head and drew a semicircle in the air.

soon.

An unparalleled sword energy, packed with shocking power, condensed between Lin Fan's fingers!

Immediately cut it out!

The Pig King's expression changed drastically.

Without any time to think, he instantly activated the true energy in his body and used all his strength to strike forward with a sword.

"The third form of Chuangdao, look sideways at the common people!

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the sword light cast by the Pig King was instantly shattered.

And he himself spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and his face became sluggish.

Upon seeing this, Lin Fan stopped his hand, pointed his finger at the sky, and swept his sword energy towards the sky!

"How do you like this sword?" Lin Fan asked calmly.

An ugly smile appeared on the corner of Pig King's mouth, and he said bitterly: "I should be number one in the world."

The fight between the two was too fast.

Even, it was almost until the second dream that I didn't fully react.

When she heard what the Pig King said, she was inexplicably surprised: Uncle Pig King, is this swordsmanship really so powerful, even stronger than your Chuang Dao?"

The Pig King sighed: "It's more than just strong!"

"Not to mention me, even your father's Sword Emperor's Seven Love-Ending Arts are not qualified to compare with Mr. Lin's swordsmanship. Perhaps, only the Evil Emperor's Demon Sword can compete with Mr. Lin's swordsmanship.

Already."

Er Meng had a look of disdain on his face when he heard this: "I don't believe it. My father can't beat him. How can he be that powerful?"

The Pig King smiled.

Just when he was about to say more, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the river in the distance, stunned.

Not just him.

Lin Fan also felt that a powerful force was approaching.

Unlike Xiongba who was domineering and fierce, this person had strong real energy and was more inclined to be extremely ruthless.

Lin Fan's heart moved slightly and he couldn't help but glance at Ermeng.

He knew that in Fengyun World, the only people with such characteristics of true energy power were Er Meng's father and Er Dao Emperor.

Although Nie Feng and the Nie family's Sixth Art of Aohan are also true essences with the attribute of ice, they are righteous and peaceful, not as cold and brutal as the Seventh Art of Severing Love.

The Second Sword Emperor practiced the Seven Judgments of Severing Love, which means cutting off love and righteousness, and having a cold heart.

But in Lin Fan's view, this method of cultivation is completely wrong.

The real end of love is not to close one's heart, but to forget one's love.

After a while.

The three of them saw a middle-aged man in his forties appearing on the river.

He was holding a big sword with his head in his arms and was stepping on the river.

Before the people arrived, the sound had already arrived.

"Hahaha, yes, my second sword emperor will not be inferior to anyone in my life, let alone a brat who is still young!"

By the time the last word fell, the middle-aged uncle had already made a light move and landed steadily beside Er Meng.

"Dad! Why are you here? Didn't you say you want to retreat to learn sword skills?" Second Meng stepped forward and asked with a smile on his face.

But who would have thought that the man's face turned cold and he hummed softly: "Practice the Seven Arts to End Love, and your heart will be as calm as water. Who made you laugh?!"

Ermeng's face froze, and crystal tears flashed in his smart eyes.

When she was young, the Second Sword Emperor was not so paranoid.

But since he was defeated by the Evil Queen in one move, he got out of control. Moreover, he also strictly ordered Ermeng to practice the Seven Love-Ending Arts, asking her to be strict in speech and not to have any feelings.

Because of this, she has never felt her father's love for her since she started practicing the Seven Love-Ending Methods in Second Dream.

"The Seven Skills of Cutting Off Love means cutting off joy, anger, sorrow, love, evil, and fear. Otherwise, how can we practice the Seven Skills of Cutting Off Love to perfection?" The Emperor of the Second Sword said coldly.

Hearing this, Er Meng lowered his head in pain.


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