Think of this.
Lin Fan looked at the woman with a vaguely malicious look.
The woman looked at Lin Fan, who looked evil, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.
However, the woman still had a dignified and gentle look on her face and said to Lin Fan:
"Since senior can step through the gate of Shushan Mountain, he must have a good cultivation level. However, wouldn't it be ridiculous to bully a young monk like me? I wonder if senior dares to accept me and other sword formations!"
Hearing this, Lin Fan showed a hint of amusement.
He didn't say anything, but nodded and said to the woman, "Okay."
When the woman saw the other party's promise, she smiled slightly, and suddenly said with a cold expression: "Shu Mountain Absolute Demonic Formation, rise!"
Suddenly, everyone shouted: "No!"
Hundreds of monks methodically set up a Tai Chi formation with a fantastic pace!
I saw figures swimming around in the large formation and fairy swords flying.
Obviously everyone's strength is not worth mentioning.
But with the help of the great formation, he actually exerted the power of the ninth level human immortal, even comparable to the power of a half-step earth immortal.
Looking at this scene, Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's a bit interesting, but unfortunately it's not enough. Here comes the sword!"
A simple long sword transformed into Lin Fan's hand.
I haven't seen the formation display any magical power yet, I just saw Lin Fan hastily swinging the sword in his hand.
Suddenly, a green and white sword energy broke through the entire formation, and everyone's mouths showed blood, and their eyes were full of disbelief!
"Haha, if any fellow Taoist comes to Shushan, I'll be waiting to welcome him from afar."
At this time.
An old man with an immortal spirit suddenly appeared in front of Lin Fan.
Lin Fan knew that this old man was the Sword Master!
The old man was like a wisp of fairy energy, floating in the wind and turning into a physical entity, which made people look quite mysterious.
Lin Fan curled his lips and looked at the old man.
"Okay, I've been watching you for so long, stop pretending, Shushan Sword Master!"
After hearing Lin Fan's words, the old man looked a little unnatural.
"Haha, fellow Taoist, this is ridiculous. I am indeed the Sword Master of Shushan. I wonder what you have to do with me coming to Shushan?"
The sword master squinted his eyes, waiting for Lin Fan's next words.
Lin Fan chuckled: "It's nothing, I'm just a little bored lately, so I came to visit Shushan."
As soon as Lin Fan said these words.
Many disciples had gloomy expressions on their faces, but they could not break out and felt quite aggrieved.
After hearing this, the sword master also laughed.
But there was a ray of fighting spirit in his eyes, because he heard the provocation from Lin Fan's mouth!
"Since Taoist friends have nothing to do, how about we have a drink and discuss swords?"
The sword master looked at Lin Fan with bright eyes.
After hearing this, Lin Fan had a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Oh, why not?"
"Haha, okay, fellow Taoist, please come this way!" The sword master made a gesture of invitation.
The two of them moved to the pavilion in the lake.
In the pavilion, fine wine has been prepared, and a disciple is warming the wine in the fire.
The disciple poured wine for the two of them, and the intoxicating aroma slowly spread out, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Without saying a word, the sword master raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.
Lin Fan took a sip, but his brows furrowed for a while, and then his expression relaxed.
Shortly after.
He drank the whole glass of wine.
"It's spicy in the mouth and sweet in the throat. It's a good wine."
At this moment, Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh.
After hearing Lin Fan's evaluation, the sword master couldn't help but look happy. He stroked his beard, smiled, and wanted to say something.
But before he could speak, Lin Fan said first, "Why don't you try my wine too."
Say it.
Lin Fan took off the green leather gourd from his waist and handed it to the Sword Master.
The sword master looked suspicious, but he still took the gourd and took a sip, and then his face suddenly became incredulous.
The moment he drank the wine, the sword master's face suddenly turned red, like a hot summer, and then turned pale, like the snow-covered earth in winter.
Finally, his face became rosy and he seemed to be more energetic than before.
The sword master looked at the green-skinned gourd with a look of reluctance, handed it to Lin Fan, and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, do you still have this wine?"
Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Does it taste good?"
The sword master was like a child who saw a toy, and nodded blankly.
"Still want it?"
"If there is, that would be best."
"Hey, I just won't give it to you!"
"Ah, fellow Taoist, you... you are not doing well.
"Hey, I just won't give it to you!"
The sword master exhaled. There was nothing he could do when he encountered such a scoundrel.
The sword master's old face seemed a little uneasy: "We've finished drinking the wine, it's time to discuss swords."
At this moment, the Juggernaut suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person. He was no longer the amiable person, but an immortal god who had been killed from hell!
A bronze sword suddenly flew out from his back, it was sword control!
"Sword-controlling skills? Forget it, let's use sword-controlling skills to defeat you!"
Lin Fan looked at the Sword Master with a trace of sarcasm on his lips.
Suddenly, the Blood Demon Sword was instantly unsheathed, and then flew into the sky, faintly confronting the Sword Master's Sword!
When the sword master saw this, his eyes bulged slightly, and his face seemed to be calm, but in fact, there was a huge wave in his heart.
How could he know my Shushan sword-controlling skills?!
In the art of sword control, for Lin Fan, who possesses god-level deduction skills, stealing from his master is nothing more than a common occurrence.
He deduced it as early as when the Jiujianxian saved people that day.
"Haha, Your Excellency, you are so humble."
The sword master said, full of meaning.
Lin Fan didn't talk nonsense, he put his fingers together and pointed at the sword.
The same was true on the Sword Master's side, but in the blink of an eye, the swords of the two sides had touched each other.
The two men were locked in a sword fight in the sky.
The clanking sound continued to reverberate in the air, resounding through the sky.
The sword master was shocked, this person was so powerful!
What's important is that you actually used my Shushan swordsmanship to fight against me, and you're still in an invincible position?!
Suddenly, the sword master remembered that his junior brother Jiu Jianxian once said that a peerless swordsman appeared in this world, and even he was not sure of defeating him. Could it be this person?
All this is a long story, but it is just a flash of thought in the sword master's mind.
The sword master's expression suddenly became heavy, and his heart became cautious.
"The Art of Ten Thousand Swords!"
The sword master suddenly changed his moves, and his bronze sword flashed out during the confrontation.
Suddenly.
What was originally a sword suddenly transformed into identical swords.
But in the blink of an eye, the number of swords piled up was as huge as the dark clouds in the sky, falling straight towards Lin Fan.
When Lin Fan saw the Sword Master changing his moves, he looked calm and shouted coldly: "The Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique!"
This sword technique was redeemed by Lin Fan at the cost of 10 million points. It is at the Immortal level and is his strongest sword technique!
Otherwise, with his half-step to the realm of Earth Immortal, he is not enough to be the opponent of Shushan Sword Master!
After that, Lin Fan waved his sword finger, and the sword's aura suddenly changed, and an extremely cold aura spread out, as if hell and heaven collided, thus creating this sword!
At this moment, the Blood Demon Sword emitted golden light and rushed into the tens of thousands of swords at a speed exceeding the limit of the naked eye.
There was no dazzling light or deafening explosion as imagined.
All the swords, when they touched the sword of golden light, all fell as if it were natural, like countless butterflies, touching the only autumn, they fell in response.
This chapter has been completed!