"Impossible." Ling Fan refused, not intending to negotiate or compromise with him. His fists were surging with golden light, and his whole body was surging with immortal power. He picked up the Sky Sword and was alert to his surroundings.

Just now, an idea came to his mind. If successfully implemented, there would be a chance of escape even if he was seriously injured.

The black market wanted to capture him at all costs and dispatched several venerables and many former Lake Realm deacons. There was a huge gap in strength between the two sides. It was the only way to escape from them, and it was inevitable to pay some price.

"In this case, then you all should entertain this distinguished guest for me and invite him back!" The venerable man said calmly. He stepped aside and left the stage to these deacons.

He looked at the battlefield with a smile, and had no intention of taking action. The people he brought this time were all elites. They were originally people who guarded the first-class dynasties in the Eastern Region, but they gathered here at the same time for one Ling Fan. This shows that they

How much attention does the senior management pay?

"You don't know what is good or bad! Venerable Xinyong personally invites you as a guest. This is what many monks dream of. Can you afford the price if you dare to refuse?" someone snorted.

"Do you still think this is Xuanjian Sect? No one here can protect you! It's okay if you stay in Xuanjian Sect. But if you dare to go out alone, then come with us!" Someone else said, he was very crazy.

Ao, this place is hundreds of miles away from the Xuanjian Sect. If we ambush here, no matter how loud the movement is, it will not reach the Xuanjian Sect and attract the attention of those people.

"You don't have to drink wine as a penalty, and there are no seniors in the sect. How can a mere Qi realm dare to be so arrogant? If it hadn't been for the orders of the holy envoys and guardians, you would have been a corpse!" The fat man took a step forward and said,

His eyes were vicious and murderous.

Ling Fan frowned. This person had taken the lead in attacking him earlier. He was strong and domineering and had the intention of killing him. However, he was blocked by his colleagues. But now that he has received the order from the Lord, he might not let him go easily.

"Come here!" The fat man took action. He reached forward with his dry palm, and the void condensed into a huge fingerprint of immortal power. To him, the First Qi Realm was just an ant, which he could easily grasp.

Chi!

The Yuntian Sword erupted with blazing light, and with the strength of the sword, a sword energy flew up and met the huge fingerprints. With a bang, the fingerprints shattered and the shadow disappeared.

"Sword Qi?" The fat man narrowed his eyes. Although he just did it casually, he was still surprised that he could defeat his method with the power of Qi Realm.

The man struck out with a palm, and the mighty immortal power swept across, and the powerful pressure enveloped him. The sword energy one after another was submerged, annihilated and dissipated. He became a little more serious and struck hard, trying to smash Ling Fan to pieces.

Immortal power surged like a roaring wave, and Ling Fan's eyelids jumped wildly. There was nothing flashy about this attack, it was pure power, a power that belonged to the perfection of the original lake realm, and it was definitely not something he could resist.

boom!

There was a loud noise, like two mountains colliding, strong winds were blowing, and grass and trees were flying. A small energy shield appeared next to Ling Fan, protecting him within it and protecting him from the power of this palm.

"Hey, you still have some skills. No wonder you can escape from the encirclement and suppression by Yama and others."

"What kind of ancient formation is this? I have never seen it before, but it can block a blow from the original lake realm, which is quite impressive!"

The surrounding deacons discussed and looked at the light curtain with quite interested expressions. There was no record of this formation in the information they had, and the formation spectrum had not been recorded.

Ling Fan was intact within the light curtain. The slightly fat man looked a little ugly. He had already shot twice in a row but failed to capture Ling Fan. Of course, he had a playful attitude and seemed to be underestimating the enemy. As a former Lake Realm person,

Monk, this situation still shouldn’t happen!

He made several palm prints in the air and hit the light curtain, making a rumbling sound and dust and smoke flying everywhere. The power of the formation became weaker and weaker, even cracks appeared, and finally exploded and ceased to exist.

"Let me see where you are hiding!" the fat man sneered.

The yellow smoke filled the air, blocking everyone's sight. Suddenly, a cold light shot out from it. It was extremely sharp. Ling Fan came out to attack, holding the Yuntian Sword in hand, using the Supreme Sword Technique, and slashed down with indomitable courage.

The sword light is gorgeous and bright. The Yuntian Sword is so sharp that the void seems to be cut open. This is an extremely powerful sword. It brings together all Ling Fan's power and perception. It is unstoppable in the same realm. Unfortunately, those who fight it are

Not a Qi realm, but a monk from the original Lake realm.

"It's just what it looks like!" The fat man sneered again and again. He had already noticed this sword, but he didn't care. Although this man was extraordinary, he understood the sword energy and used the sword technique, but his power was too weak and not worth mentioning!

At some point, the man put on a set of metal rings on his hands, which flashed with black gold light, which was breathtaking. He clenched his fingers into a fist, punched out, and collided head-on with the Yuntian Sword!

There was no loud sound, no fierce movement, everything turned into nothingness, the sword light dissipated, the Cloud Sky Sword shattered, the majestic power directly penetrated Ling Fan's chest, and the fist force surged, punching a big hole in the giant tree behind him!

The gap between realms was very obvious. This was a crushing battle. Ling Fan had no power to fight back. He flew backwards and was severely injured. He fell to the ground and spit out blood.

Ling Fan smiled bitterly. Originally, he thought that with his own strength, he would not be able to fight back. He could at least fight with him once or twice. If his opponent was careless, he might even be able to hurt him.

But what he was facing was the black market after all, and he was a deacon who was originally from the Lake Realm. He had come from countless killings, and was cold and cautious. He was severely injured as soon as he made a move, without giving him any chance.

With a hiss, the fat man appeared in front of Ling Fan as if teleporting. His breath was cold and his murderous intent was overwhelming.

One fist after another flew towards Ling Fan, and before Ling Fan could react, he suffered fatal blows to his abdomen, chest, head, etc. Severe pain spread throughout his body, his muscles twitched, and blood flowed out.

Ling Fan tried to resist, but to no avail. The fat man always arrived in front of him in an instant and punched him. The immortal power was raging, and his whole body was convulsing. His bones were about to break, but he would not kill him.

Life.

"What a cruel technique." Some people frowned and couldn't bear to look at it. Killers always pay attention to killing with one hit. Torture situations like this are not common. Unless there is any natural hatred, there is no need to waste time on the task target.

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"His brother died in Xuanjian Sect." Someone else said coldly, but did not stop the man from getting angry. He was very measured in his actions. He would not and did not dare to kill Ling Fan. This was the order of the Holy Envoy and the Protector.

People dare to disobey.

call out!

The man approached Ling Fan again. He smiled coldly and punched him. At this moment, a token appeared in Ling Fan's hand. With a swipe sound, something flashed past, invisible, and it was almost there.

No one can react.

boom!

The fat head hit the ground, and bright red blood spurted out. Before he died, the slightly fat man did not understand what happened. There was still a smile on his lips, and his mind was still full of the pleasure of revenge.

The situation on the battlefield was reversed in an instant. Ling Fan sacrificed the Baihua Sword Master's token and unexpectedly killed a black market deacon at the cost of serious injury!

Looking at the face that was gradually turning pale on the ground, many people felt chills in their hearts and their whole bodies were icy cold. What had just happened? In just a moment, the companion who occupied the upper part had turned into a corpse. Will he die with his eyes open?

They didn't mean to pity the man, but they were frightened. This method was too terrible, and they killed a deacon of the same level as them in an instant!

"You carelessly underestimated the enemy, and you died under a sword's will. You deserve it!" In the distance, Venerable Xinyong sneered, explaining Ling Fan's last resort, "That token must have been given by a sword master, and it contains a peerless sword's will.

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"The sword intention is dead. It is sealed in one place. How powerful can it be? If you just be careful, it won't pose a threat to us!"

"Everyone, come forward together. When the sword power is exhausted, it will be his death!"

Everyone said, encouraging each other, and their arrogance was so high, but no one took the initiative to step forward. All the nine sword masters of Xuanjian Sect are famous people. Many of them are on the supreme list. Their strength is unpredictable, even if it is just a sword.

It's enough to make them timid!

"Don't be careless. The sword master's methods are unimaginable. If you are not careful, you may fall." Someone said, and he held out a giant shield with many ghost heads carved on it, which was ferocious and full of hostility.

Not only him, many people also became solemn and sacrificed their own magical weapons one after another, guarding them in front of them with great caution.

"Come together and capture him!" Venerable Xinyong said coldly. He sent out a cold power of divine consciousness and went straight to Lingfan's sea of ​​consciousness, preparing to make him lose the ability to do anything, because if the sword used to save his life

If all their thoughts are aroused, this group of people may be hit hard and cause a lot of losses to the black market.

The power of divine consciousness rushed into Ling Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, but he did not appear abnormal, as if he was not affected by this blow. Venerable Xinyong was extremely confused, what happened, and why this blow did not work!

He stared at Ling Fan and saw Ling Fan staggering to his feet. Although he was embarrassed, he was extremely confident. A powerful aura surged from his body, vaguely resonating with heaven and earth. His whole body was filled with immortal power. His strength was compared to

It seemed to be stronger before!

"How can you and other ants be able to stop Baihua Sword Lord's sword? Feel the despair, feel the power of destroying the world!"

He activated the token, and in an instant, countless sword lights were flying, like a prosperous bloom, brilliant, dreamy and beautiful, and a chilling atmosphere filled the entire space.

At the same time, the whole world was immersed in a terrible atmosphere, depressing, dull, and even dead silence.

Dark clouds covered the sun, thunderclouds flashed, and there was a rumbling sound in the sky. The immortal power between heaven and earth seemed to be drained out in an instant, and a terrible storm was brewing. If it came, it would definitely be a disaster that would destroy the world.

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"Is this the power of the Hundred Flowers Sword Master?" Someone said in fear, extremely shocked. Just a sword intention can trigger the general trend of the world and create this terrible scene?
Chapter completed!