Chapter 332 is not worth mentioning

  This Jinghong sword is majestic, and Chen Fan's figure is even more erratic like a ghost, and the aura of the strike is unimaginable.

  The implication of the Jiugong Dao is contained in the sword force, which is incomparably mysterious.

  Old Huangya sucked in a breath of cold air and said: "This kid, he has actually mastered the way of swordsmanship to this level. I can hardly handle such a fast sword."

  However, Lin Xiaotian, the lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, was calm and composed, with a graceful figure, and with a wave of his sleeves, he raised his hands and created a sword energy that was not weak at all, instantly blocked Chen Fan's blow, and easily resolved it.

boom!

  Following that, a dark energy pushed Chen Fan back even more, and there was actually another kind of avenue hidden behind the sword energy, which was unparalleled in the world and astonishingly powerful.

  Chen Fan's expression changed slightly, he stepped out of the Nine Palaces, stabilized his body that was flying upside down, his heart trembled, this suzerain's swordsmanship had also comprehended to such a state of perfection, even better than him.

"This sect has said that you are not my opponent. You are still far behind in the realm of swordsmanship!" Lin Xiaotian didn't even look at Chen Fan, his voice was extremely indifferent, and a kind of majesty emanated from him. Everyone in the audience was shocked.

  Old Huangya's face suddenly changed slightly, and he frowned and said: "It's not good, this man surnamed Lin seems to be even more extraordinary after retreating, no wonder he can sit on the position of suzerain."

  When the bald bird heard it, he couldn't help being startled: "Sit on the position of suzerain? Does Wanjianzong have other previous suzerains?"

   "Of course, don't you know? This Lin Xiaotian is only two hundred years old at most, and there may be someone else who founded Wanjianzong." Lao Huangya said.

   "What? Who is it?" The bald bird's face changed suddenly, and he asked in surprise.

   "Of course it's Lin Xiaotian's master, but you don't have to worry, that old guy's whereabouts are even more mysterious than the ancestor of Shushan. He has disappeared for more than seventy years, and I don't know if he is dead!" Old Huangya said indifferently.

   "It's hard to say, if there is another old guy, it will be bad." The bald bird narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face was a little dignified.

Even though it knows that Chen Fan has already comprehended the silkworm seal and the silkworm art, with his current cultivation level at the early stage of the golden core, he can only open the black coffin once, and then he will suffer a little sequelae, exhausted True Yuan and Soul are inevitable, and you may even suffer some serious injuries. This is a way to damage yourself by eight hundred and injure the enemy by a thousand. Even if you have pure wood essence, you can only use it once in a few months.

   "I hope it's true as you said, don't show up now." The bald bird whispered.

  Old Huangya was also slightly taken aback, opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but found that the situation of the battle had changed again.

The white bone sword in Chen Fan's hand was shining brilliantly, and he stepped into the sword formation on the ground that had been set up earlier. With his left palm, a sharp sword made of white aura instantly condensed out, and he slammed into the ground hard. Another huge blue gossip sword array was opened, covering the master of Wanjian Sect.

   "The majesty of heaven and earth? It's interesting, but it's not enough!" Lin Xiaotian glanced at it slightly, shook his head calmly, and said lightly.

   Immediately, he waved his sleeves, and a vortex of spiritual energy suddenly appeared between his palms, directly snatching away the sharp swords in the two gossip sword formations, and directly condensed a blue and white sharp sword in his hand.

  Chen Fan's face changed slightly, Lin Xiaotian actually broke through the Dao Yun of the Nine Palaces Sword Formation, raised his hand and snatched away the aura of the two Eight Diagrams Sword Formation, forming a sword of his own, making the formations he set up completely useless as a wedding dress.

   "It's over, this person surnamed Lin must have studied Chen Fan's Jiugong Sword Formation, and Mrs. Fayin must have told him after the battle of the Immortal Banquet in Tianting." Lao Huangya shook his head.

   "That's not necessarily true. This kid hasn't exerted his full strength yet. He has just congealed a golden core, and now he is using this suzerain to consolidate his strength." The bald bird squinted and said.

"Really? Anyway, old man, I'm going all out today. If this kid is defeated, I guess I won't be able to get out alive. Alas, ugly bird, give the old man some elixir, so that he can replenish his body before he dies." That's good too." Old Huangya sighed full of melancholy.

  The bald bird glared at him directly, and said with disdain: "Old Huangya, don't think that this old man is easy to deceive. How can an old fox like you dare to go to the Ten Thousand Swordsman without any preparation?"

   "Old man, I am a genuine and honest person. I am not a fox. Foxes belong to the monster family. I have nothing to do with the old man." Lao Huangya waved his hand and changed the subject.

  The bald bird also snorted and ignored him.

  Mu Yunshui and Shen Wushuang also changed their expressions slightly. They had both seen Chen Fan perform this sword art in the Heavenly Court. At that time, the blue and white sword directly killed Mrs. Fayin's body in the Heavenly Court, which left a deep impression on everyone.

   Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaotian snatched the aura sword before using the sword formula, which was somewhat beyond everyone's expectations.

  Qin Xian'er watched quietly, with a slight smile on her face, because she also saw a smile on the corner of Chen Fan's mouth.

   "You have the strength to fight with me." Chen Fan looked at Lin Xiaotian, the lord of Wanjian Sect, and suddenly sneered.

   "What did you say?" Lin Xiaotian's eyelids moved slightly, and he glanced at Chen Fan coldly.

"If you kill a lot of waste, you will inevitably get bored, but you are qualified to be my sword-testing stone!" After Chen Fan finished speaking, the white bone sword in his hand shook slightly, and the Tianpan sword array and the land sword array began to rotate at the same time, Fangyuan's aura Instantly mobilized, madness poured into it.

  Lin Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and stared at Chen Fan suddenly.

   "Speaking disrespectfully, kneel down to this sect!" He shouted angrily, and the blue and white sword in his hand released a majestic sword intent, covering the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and all the vegetation nearby shook.

   "What? Plants and trees are swords!" Lao Huangya's eyes widened, and he stood up suddenly from the ground.

  All the grass and trees in the surrounding area were possessed by a sword intent. Every grass and tree was extremely fierce at this moment. They broke away from the soil one after another, turned into countless sharp blades, and rose into the sky like densely packed stars, floating in front of Lin Xiaotian.

   "Your sword intent is vulnerable in front of me, why don't you kneel down?" Lin Xiaotian scolded in a deep voice, and the sword intent on the thousands of plants suddenly became more majestic and imposing like a rainbow.

  His voice was like a thunderbolt, hitting everyone's chests heavily. Many low-level disciples were blinded, and a mouthful of hot blood was sprayed directly from their mouths.

  Mu Yunshui and Shen Wushuang also turned pale. With this level of sword intent and coercion, if they were targeted directly, they would be seriously injured in an instant.

   But Chen Fan looked indifferent and shook his head: "Is there only this level of sword intent? It's not worth mentioning!"

   "What did you say?" Lin Xiaotian saw that Chen Fan was still so calm in front of his sword intent, and even continued to speak rudely, his eyes suddenly became angry!

"You are too weak!" There was a trace of coldness in Chen Fan's eyes, and the two gossip sword formations outside him suddenly stopped spinning at this moment, each of them disintegrated into two streams of light, pouring into the white bones in Chen Fan's hands continuously In the sword.

  Afterwards, his figure moved slightly, his feet walked through the nine palaces one by one, Yu walked like a gust of wind, like a sword **** possessed his body, and the murderous aura rushed towards the lord of Wanjian Sect in an instant.

  (end of this chapter)