Chapter 65 Peak Showdown
When Li Fan appeared in the center of the battlefield, everyone in Lishan was stunned for a moment.
Li Fan?
The Lishan disciples couldn't believe their eyes. Lu Yuan was defeated. What was the point of Li Fan walking up?
During Li Shan's sword test, Li Fan showed great strength, and Li Shan's disciples did not look down upon him. However, facing him was the favored son of Ling Xiao Pavilion, Jiang Tai'a.
The genius swordsman who made them despair.
What's the point of Li Fan going up there except seeking defeat?
Gu Qingyang showed a look of surprise. Disciple Lishan didn't notice it, but he heard Lu Yuan say something to Li Fan when she walked down.
Lu Yuan, does she trust Li Fan?
Leaving the mountain, could there be a miracle happening?
I'm afraid it's too difficult!
Many people around him even talked loudly, and Chu Zili sneered when he heard the comments around him.
Isn't Lishan still unwilling?
A ruthless meaning flashed in his eyes, he walked forward and said to Jiang Tai'a: "Just leave it to me."
Wang Daoxuan didn't stop him this time. He also saw Li Shan's despair when Lu Yuan was defeated, and saw that the young man who walked out in front of him didn't seem to be trusted.
Jiang Tai'a's battle just now was enough.
Next, just leave it to Zi Li.
Chu Zili walked towards Li Fan, his sword intent lingering, accompanied by murderous thoughts. He was very upset when he was forced to retreat to avoid the battle just now.
"What are you doing? Back off." Wu Tong glanced at Chu Zili, and he yelled at Li Fan.
Li Fan turned around and looked at Wu Tong, and saw a sincere smile in his eyes. He bowed with respect and said, "Uncle Master, I want to give it a try."
After reading his master's memories, Li Fan was able to understand Wu Tong.
Perhaps, he hated the old blind man because of his master's death, and it was he who asked his master to take action, which caused his sword to enter the Imperial City of Dali, his oil lamp dried up, and he passed away on Mount Li.
Uncle Master must feel guilty about this, so he can't let go.
When Wu Tong saw the sincerity in the young man's eyes, he was stunned for a moment and sighed silently in his heart.
Chu Zili would kill Li Fan, he felt Chu Zili's murderous intention!
"Are you sure?" Wu Tong's voice suddenly became softer, and the gaze he looked at the young man was no longer as sharp as before, but gentle, as if he was looking at his junior.
"With the sword in hand, there is no fear, no fear!" Li Fan said.
Wu Tong was stunned and stared at Li Fan.
This sentence is so familiar.
Seeing the smile in the young man's eyes, Wu Tong knew that he had met his master.
At this moment, he was relieved.
"Go ahead, let them see your sword, Li Shan's sword." The old man shouted, with a smile in his eyes, as if he was relieved.
He knew it when he saw Lu Yuan and Li Fan.
Leaving the mountain, hope is still there.
Lin Zhao looked at his master, a little surprised. This was the first time he saw his master smile, even to him.
Why did Li Fan make his master change like this?
"Yes, uncle." Li Fan bowed again, then turned around and faced the direction of Lingxiao Pavilion.
The people in Lishan didn't understand what happened to the two of them, but Gu Qingyang had some vague guesses.
Could it be that a miracle really happens?
Thousands of years of glory from the mountain are tied together.
When Li Fan turned around, he felt the murderous intention on Chu Zili's body. He saw the opponent holding a sword and walking, and the sword energy filled the air and became stronger and stronger.
The sword in Li Fan's hand pointed diagonally at the ground, but he felt calm as never before.
"Seeking death." Chu Zili suddenly accelerated and ran towards Li Fan. Murderous intent swept over him. The sword energy gathered into a storm and blew towards Li Fan. Every wisp of wind carried a bone-chilling murderous intent. .
Li Fan remained calm and raised his arms slightly.
The sword rises.
The wind blows the white clothes, the sword intention surrounds the body, and heaven and man become one.
This is a kind of artistic conception. After understanding a more profound artistic conception, many things will seem much simpler.
"Chichi..." Chu Zi was getting closer and closer to Li Fan, and his murderous intent was getting stronger and stronger. The sword energy storm became more wild and raging.
Buzz!
Chu Zili flew up from his body, and his sword merged into one, turning into a beam of light and shooting towards Li Fan. His whole body was integrated into the sword, becoming one with it.
Li Shan's disciples were nervous when they saw the scene in front of them. Although Chu Zili retreated from Lu Yuan's hands, there was no doubt about his strength. With such a stunning sword, they thought they could not defend themselves.
Li Fan had no defense, or he didn't think about defense at all.
Sword cultivation, never retreat.
He leaned forward, a terrifying sword intent filled the air, and Jian Yi's sword technique appeared in his mind.
With one sword, he only used one sword, either life or death.
The next moment, Li Fan moved with his sword, as powerful as thunder.
"Be careful!" Wang Daoxuan suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted.
Li Fan drew his sword, sword light appeared, and blood spattered out.
When the sword fell, everyone heard the sound of the sword roaring.
"Puff..."
Chu Zili's body was still rushing forward, and the two passed by each other and stopped in place.
Time seemed to have stopped, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield. At Chu Zili's feet, blood dripped down more and more. His eyes showed confusion and disbelief, and then everything turned into fear.
"No..." He wanted to make a sound, but couldn't. The next moment, his body fell to the ground. The moment he fell, his clothes were shattered and his body was covered with blood stains. It was only at this moment that the sword intention burst out.
A sword.
Kill Chu Zili!
The wind seemed to be getting stronger at the top of Mount Li. The entire Mount Li was extremely quiet at the moment, and one could even hear the heartbeat.
Chu Zili, who made many Lishan disciples despair and killed and seriously injured many Lishan disciples, Li Fan only used one sword, only one sword, kill!
This made them not even come back to their senses. Looking at the white-clothed figure, Lishan disciples could feel the warm blood flowing in their bodies.
"Zi Li."
Jiang Tai'a looked at Chu Zili's fallen body and wanted to step forward, but saw that Pei Jing was one step ahead of him and checked Chu Zili's condition. Pei Jing returned to Wang Daoxuan and shook his head.
Wang Daoxuan's expression suddenly turned gloomy and he stared at Li Fan.
Although Chu Zili is not as good as Jiang Tai'a, he is also the most outstanding genius of the younger generation in Lingxiao Pavilion besides Jiang Tai'a, and he is a member of the Chu family, but he was directly killed by Li Fan.
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High in the sky, there were several figures stepping towards the battlefield, with terrifying auras on their bodies. Gu Qingyang glanced at them, and it seemed that people from the aristocratic families were also there.
Wu Tong stood beside Li Fan at some point, standing there like a sword.
"Uncle Master." Li Fan called out, and Wu Tong nodded.
"Lingxiao Pavilion, do you want to ask about the sword?" Mo Yang took a step forward and faced the crowd who came out.
They left the mountain, and some of their disciples died.
Li Shan abides by the rules of Wenjian.
Now that Chu Zili is dead, he can't sit still on the opposite side?
"Back off."
Wang Daoxuan spoke coldly, leaving no room for doubt.
Pei Jing walked back with Chu Zili's body. When he passed by Li Fan, he glanced at him, and everyone who appeared also retreated to where they were.
The forces outside Lingxiao Pavilion watched all this with great interest. Unexpectedly, just when Li Shan was desperate, another young man walked out and killed Chu Zili with a sword.
From this point of view, the sword-fighting between the two peak kendo forces is not over yet.
Jiang Tai'a walked across from Li Fan, staring at Li Fan with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"Although Zili is proud and paranoid, you should not kill him." Jiang Tai'a said.
"So, my Lishan disciple should be killed?" Li Fan responded.
Jiang Tai'a stared at Li Fan, his sword angry.
"Lingxiao Pavilion, Jiang Tai'a."
"Li Shan, Li Fan."
"Please advise."
"Please advise!"
The two spoke at the same time, their sword intent flowing in their bodies.
Jiang Tai'a waved his hand, sword energy emerged, and brilliant golden light shone. In the sky behind him, the extremely bright golden sword halo appeared again, and terrifying sword intention emerged from it.
Li Fan stood there quietly, entering a state of selflessness, with sword energy surging, and nine swords hanging in the air above his body.
The golden divine light bloomed in the sword ring behind Jiang Tai'a, and then a golden sword roared out, heading straight for Li Fan.
Almost at the same moment, a sharp sword shot out from above Li Fan's head.
"Boom..."
The two swords collided in mid-air without retreating at all, and the sword intent on both of them became stronger and stronger.
The next moment, the golden divine sword behind Jiang Tai'a bloomed and flew out one after another, and golden tracks appeared in the air, which was extremely gorgeous.
The sword in the sky behind Li Fan also roared out, and the sword energy was raging between the two bodies.
"Wanjian Chaozong."
With a thought from Jiang Tai'a, golden divine light poured out, as if countless golden divine swords shot out together, covering the sky and the sun.
However, he saw the nine swords flying out by Li Fan flying through the air at a terrifying speed, crisscrossing each other, causing sword shadows to appear in the sky, like a sword cage, sealing out the golden light in the sky.
"Nine Swords of Li hate."
Gu Qingyang saw the gorgeous scene in the sky and whispered: "At such a young age, I am afraid that no other disciple of Lishan can display the artistic conception of the Nine Swords of Lihen."
With a thought from Jiang Tai'a, a golden giant sword appeared in the halo of swordsmanship behind him. The sword energy roared, and the terrifying golden giant sword headed towards Li Fan, crushing everything.
Lu Yuan had been defeated by this sword before.
Li Fan put his feet on the ground and walked forward. The breeze surrounded him, and his body shot towards Jiang Tai'a like lightning. Waves arose in the Lishan disciple's heart, but Li Fan actually had no intention of defending.
Instead, attack.
Li Fan's mana surged, and the sword energy and mana seemed to be integrated into one. When the golden giant sword came, he dodged sideways like the wind, almost grazing the giant sword, and went straight to Jiang Tai'a's body.
Li Fan was extremely fast, and his sword intent surged from his body. When Jiang Tai'a saw the opponent coming to kill him, he pinched the sword technique in his hand and sent thousands of swords towards the sect. Countless golden lights bloomed, killing Li Fan who was approaching.
A sound of dragon roar came from Li Fan's body, golden light shone, and the dragon martial soul appeared. A huge dragon shadow protected him, and the terrifying golden divine light fell on him. Li Fan resisted, and he Now he has become a top-level master in martial arts. His energy and blood in his body are extremely strong, and he has martial soul to protect his body. His defensive power is astonishing.
The two drew closer again, Li Fan swung his sword, and a flash of sword light appeared in mid-air, cutting through the space, like golden lightning flashing across, and slashing towards Jiang Tai'a. It was the same sword that killed Chu Zili before.
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(End of chapter)