Chapter 65: Draw the gun

A touch of horror crept up on Lin Fan's face, and he was even more startled by this sudden thought in his heart.

Ganjiang Sword, one of the top ten famous swords in China, has never been terminated by myths and legends about it since ancient times, and has always been a dream artifact for all kinds of sword lovers and sword warriors!

It is rumored that the sword "Mining the Iron Essence of the Five Mountains, the Golden Ying of the Liuhe" lasted three months to cast, and the sword was vermilion, like a long rainbow through the sun, three feet six long, one and a half inches wide. Sharpen iron like clay, sharp and invincible, unparalleled in the world!

and Mo Evil Sword reflect each other, one male and one female, crowned with the eternal prestige of the cadre Mo Evil......

"No, it's not a real sword!"

Lin Fan walked out of the momentary loss of consciousness in an instant, and decisively vetoed in his heart. Although the sword in the hand of this bronze masked man is very similar to the legendary sword of the warrior, even down to the point of order, it always lacks a kind of verve.

A kind of verve as one of the top ten famous swords!

Lin Fan shook his head secretly, and sighed unconsciously, slightly inexplicably regretful.

According to the classic book "Ancient and Modern Sword Records", during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, King Wu asked the cadres to cast peerless famous swords, take the iron essence of the mountains, melt them into a furnace, and did not open them for a long time.

Seeing this, his wife Mo Xie resolutely threw herself into the sword furnace, fed with her own blood, the iron essence opened, and the sword became two, one red and one white, red for the cadre, and white for Mo Xie......

Later, King Wu was furious that the cadre had hidden the Mo Evil Sword privately, so he killed him with the cadre sword and stained his blood.

As a fierce sword soaked in the blood of both the forger and his wife, the ganjiang sword has been known for killing, bloody... As a synonym!

And it has become a powerful god soldier in the troubled times of all dynasties, and has the reputation of "a cadre, who competes with the front".

The blood-red long sword in the hand of the man in front of him was completely undescribed, and the bloody aura unique to the sword of the cadre was not described!

But thinking of this, Lin Fan didn't take the blood sword in the hand of this masked man too lightly, and he was able to cut off the spear forged from stainless steel in his hand with one sword, at least it was also a sharp weapon at the spirit soldier level.

"Whoever comes will either withdraw on their own initiative or... Lie down and get out!"

Before Lin Fan could speak, the bronze masked man was the first to speak, his voice was slightly hoarse, and the words were sonorous and powerful, with a lonely indifferent killing intent.

"You can try it yourself!" Lin Fan showed a sneer when he heard this, moved his neck, and made a creaking sound of stir-fried beans, showing his will with his actions.

This person is really funny, he will be a killer when he comes up, and now he still lets himself take the initiative to quit, are you sure that his brain is not sick?

"Kill..."

The mysterious man's eyes behind the bronze mask revealed a surge of intense killing intent, and with a wave of the blood-red long sword in his hand, it turned into an impenetrable sword shadow with a thousand white layers in Zhou Tian, and jumped towards Lin Fan to kill.

Snort...

The red sword shadow was raging, so fast that even the air was filled with a fierce sword qi river woman, and the mysterious masked man was like incarnating a blood Luo sword immortal at this time, and every move was full of ruthless killing intent.

Lin Fan's eyes flashed slightly, he didn't dare to have a trace of contempt, and with a touch of his hand, dozens of black shadows burst out of his hand, turning into all kinds of blades in the air.

These cold weapons were all collected by Lin Daoxian's Qiankun bracelet, and now they were all thrown out by Lin Fan.

The other party is holding a spirit soldier that can easily split even an armored vehicle and a tank in half, how can he use his flesh and blood to resist?

Unless the flesh is sanctified!

After doing this, Lin Fan did not choose to sit still, he knew that these weapons made of ordinary steel alone would not be able to stop for a long time, it was just an expedient measure.

I saw him turn around decisively and go straight to the stone staircase of the altar. He wants to take advantage of this gap to pull out the Dajing Ancient Spear, and only the spirit soldiers can deal with the spirit soldiers.

Boom!

The strength of the masked mysterious man was beyond Lin Fan's imagination, and in the face of the dozens of blades that Lin Fan shot out overwhelmingly, his eyes didn't even move, and the powerful sword qi surging in his Zhou Tian smashes those blades to pieces.

The speed of his whole person has not decreased, and he is about to catch up with Lin Fan.

Sensing this situation, Lin Fan's face couldn't help but change, and he even felt the sharp and chilling terrifying sword qi behind him.

The strength of this bronze masked man far exceeded his expectations, and in terms of combat effectiveness, only Murong Yun, who Lin Fan had seen, could fight against him in this class of freshmen.

"Damn it!"

Lin Fan scolded secretly in his heart, his speed under his feet was faster, and the potential that people burst out in the line of life and death was immeasurable.

The Demon Thousand Changes were also forcibly sacrificed by Lin Fan for a while, and the speed went up a step again, but at the interval of one breath, Lin Fan's figure flashed and came to the entrance of the stone steps, and the distance from the Dajing Ancient Spear was only a few meters high.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan's eyes were hot, his feet stomped suddenly, and his body was suddenly raised, like a Dapeng spreading its wings, aiming at the Dajing ancient spear and rushing straight away.

Seeing Lin Fan's body rushing to the altar, the bronze masked man's body suddenly stopped, as if there was something fearful on the huge altar, and a trace of cold cruelty flashed in his eyes exposed to the bronze mask.

There was no longer any preparation for a killing move, and the whole person just stood there and watched coldly.

After Lin Fan noticed the mysterious man's movements, he just had some doubts in his heart, but in the next second, an invisible and ancient terrifying force was like a mountain torrent and tsunami, and it instantly squeezed towards him.

Bang!

The entire majestic altar seemed to tremble slightly, and suddenly there was a huge vibration sound like a big Lu Hong bell.

Lin Fan's face suddenly changed drastically, he finally understood why the mysterious man behind him didn't continue to chase and kill, it turned out that there was such a big killing array buried on this altar!

In just an instant, Lin Fan figured out a lot... He finally knew the reason why there were bloody stains everywhere on this stone staircase, even in ancient times, people would set traps and traps in the mausoleum to protect the bodies of their ancestors from sleeping forever.

Could it be that in the ancient period, the Beidou Sect would not have taken this into account? After all, no matter how glorious the inheritance is, there will be a day when it will disappear, and in the face of the unknown future, taking precautions will become the top priority of those in power, no matter what era it is!

"Ge Laozi, I'm careless again..."Lin Fan's face was bloodless, and the immaturity of his life was ruthless again, which made him fall into a desperate situation of life and death.

If you were an experienced person who came to this altar and looked at the tragic scene on the stone staircase, which was like a hellish Shura, she would definitely not easily step on the altar for half a step!

But Lin Fan is too young after all, and his carelessness, impulsiveness and recklessness are his biggest shortcomings.

This is an era in which both its death and its rise and fall are also vigorous.

Rumble!

At the last second when the heavy squeezing force touched Lin Fan's body from all directions, the Jiangshan Society Diagram that had been silent in Lin Fan's brain for a long time finally seemed to feel threatened, and it exploded in Lin Fan's mind.

A large chunk of glowing tadpole text collapsed, turning into runes that poured into his limbs and every vein.

All of this happened between the lightning and flint, and when Lin Fan woke up from the roaring blank of his brain, he suddenly felt a lightness around his body.

A feeling of freedom and relaxation like a fish in the sea was born in his heart......

Without any hesitation, the next moment, Lin Fan's body turned vigorously and resolutely, and directly appeared in front of the black blood and Dajing ancient spear that represented the second ancestor of the Lin family.

"Drink! Give me ......"

Lin Fan's face turned red, the ancient spear looked very heavy, and the part inserted in the hard stone slab was very deep, when Lin Fan used all his strength to pull it out inch by inch.

The bronze masked man under the altar, seeing this scene, finally shouted out in disbelief: "Nothing... How is this possible?!"

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