Chapter 508: Fiction and Reality

"You don't want to succeed!"

Yan Rong roared, paying attention to Lin Yuanfan's every move, and found that Lin Yuanfan wanted to interrupt his supernatural power with his sword, so he decisively sacrificed a translucent cyan shield in front of him.

With a loud bang, the blood refining long sword slammed straight into the cyan shield, and the shield was shocked back by the huge force on the sword, but it could only do this, this sword could not break through the shield's defense, and only left a trace on the shield that was not too deep, which was harmless.

Lin Yuanfan frowned slightly, the movements in his hands did not stop, and he controlled the long sword to shuttle rapidly in the air, constantly attacking, but the cyan shield was very agile, and under the control of Yan Rong's divine sense, it blocked Lin Yuanfan's eager attack again and again.

And during this period of time, Yan Rong's accumulated supernatural powers also came to an end, and a terrifying, scorching white fireball appeared on the tip of the sword, like a small sun that had been compressed, radiant, but this sun was condensed by Yan Rong with supernatural powers, it was very unstable, and it could burst at any time.

"Lin Dao, your time of death has arrived!

Yan Rong's face was hideous, and he held the burning long sword with both hands and slashed at Lin Yuanfan with all his might, the white fireball controlled by the long sword was like a falling meteor, dragging a long tail behind him, and rushed towards Lin Yuanfan at a fast speed.

Lin Yuan's expression became quite solemn, and with a move of his hand, the Blood Refining Long Sword flew towards him, and his body retreated diagonally backwards without saying a word, not wanting to collide head-on with this violent fireball.

"You can't escape. ”

The long sword in Yan Rong's hand was pointed at Lin Yuanfan tightly, his divine sense had firmly locked Lin Yuanfan, and under his guidance, the white flowing fire had been chasing Lin Yuanfan closely, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Lin Yuanfan found that there was a wall of ice not far behind him, and he couldn't retreat anymore, his heart was horizontal, the muscles of his right arm became much thicker, his divine sense locked on the violent white fireball, and the sword of blood refining in his hand cast the "two boundless bodies and deaths", and the two qi of life and death gushed out, one sword after another, seven swords in a row, seven fierce sword qi appeared, the seven sword qi merged into one, and the power became seven times larger.

The meteor-like fireball and Lin Yuanfan's magnificent sword qi speed were both so fast that people couldn't catch it with the naked eye, and only everyone's divine sense could detect its existence, and at such a short distance, the two collided together in an instant.

The powerful sword qi cut straight through the fireball, but because of this, the powerful power contained in this white fireball directly burst out, with a loud explosion, the shock wave spread first, and then the monstrous sea of fire, directly enveloping most of the area in this closed air, a world of flames, like a small sun exploding in front of Lin Yuanfan.

The frozen space created by Luo Fufeng had cracks first, and at this moment, it was poured by this huge amount of energy, and it could no longer support the collapse, and the huge solid ice fell from a high altitude, through the flames and smashed onto the smile and the ice, these falling ice did not hinder the three of them, and with a wave of his hand, the ice blocks that fell towards them turned into pieces.

Yan Rong stared coldly at the sea of fire, feeling that Lin Yuanfan should be seriously injured even if he didn't die, his divine sense swept away, and he found Lin Yuanfan's figure, first stunned, and then angry, because he saw that Lin Yuanfan was still standing.

"Lindau!!"

Yan Rong was angry, but he didn't expect that this could not make Lin Yuanfan fall.

A cough came from the sea of fire, followed by Lin Yuanfan's laughter, only to hear Lin Yuanfan laugh and say: "Now it seems that if you want to abolish me, you don't have that ability." ”

With his words, a passage appeared in the sea of fire that was still left in the air, and the flames around him were avoided, and Lin Yuanfan appeared in front of Yan Rong and the others.

It's just that now his appearance has become a little embarrassed, his clothes are untidy, many places have been scorched, his face is slightly pale, his breath is not very stable, and there is still a wisp of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, but Lin Yuanfan immediately stabilized his breath, and his face returned to ruddy, as if he was not injured.

The place where the white fireball exploded just now was still some distance away from him, but he still received a violent rush, and then the flames that appeared drowned him, and this became what he was just now.

Yan Rong snorted coldly, pointed his long sword directly at Lin Yuanfan, and said coldly: "Lin Dao, you have become like this and dare to speak out, you are really a dead duck with a hard mouth." ”

Lin Yuanfan's momentum improved again, and he was even better than before, and said in a deep voice: "How am I, if you have the ability, try it again, see if I have a hard mouth or if I really have the ability." ”

Yan Rong sneered in his heart, believing that Lin Yuanfan must have been injured in the previous blow, and how powerful the divine power he urged with all his strength would be, Yan Rong knew very well in his heart that even ordinary Yuanying monks would be difficult to resist, not to mention that Lin Yuanfan was not a Yuanying yet.

In Yan Rong's eyes, Lin Yuanfan is just a kind and clever person, who knows some caution, and his strength may be able to cross the threshold of Yuanying, but once he faces himself seriously, the dim sum machine is useless, and in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are just a joke.

And now the tougher Lin Yuanfan's appearance, the more convinced he is of this, and he feels that Lin Yuanfan is already a strong outsider, and he forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and his true strength is not much, I am afraid that he is vulnerable.

The so-called truth is false, this is exactly the trick Lin Yuanfan used before, the more Yan Rong thinks about it, the more he feels that his judgment is not wrong, the balance of victory has fallen to his side, and if he works harder, Lin Yuanfan will definitely not be able to parry.

"Senior Brother Ning, do you think Lin Dao was really seriously injured or did he pretend to be?" At this time, Luo Fufeng asked Ning Feixue beside him.

Ning Feixue frowned slightly, looked at Lin Yuanfan carefully, and found no suspicious clues, he was not good at judging things on the surface, so he had to say: "I can't judge, but I know that this person is scheming, things should not be so simple, there is a high probability that he is really not injured, and this kind of performance is to confuse us." ”

Luo Fufeng chuckled, shook his head, and said calmly: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother Ning, you also have a time to look away." ”

Ning Feixue raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why did Senior Brother Luo say this, could it be that he saw his truth and truth." ”

Luo Fufeng looked a little proud, and explained: "There was a small detail when he appeared from the sea of fire, maybe you didn't care, but I noticed it, at that time his eyes moved slightly, carefully observed the surroundings, and then his eyes stayed on his right side for a while, and finally looked at Senior Brother Yan, which shows that he was already thinking about how to get out at that time, if I am not mistaken, he is indeed injured, it is difficult to fight again, and he will definitely choose the direction I said when he escapes." ”