Lin Fan was going to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but suddenly, he heard a sound of footsteps behind him, and he was not far from here, spreading his spiritual power, and sensing that this person was really strong and vigorous, and he was definitely not an ordinary master.

In desperation, he moved and fell into the hall.

As soon as Lin Fan appeared, everyone's eyes looked at each other.

"Haha, Lin Fan, I didn't expect you to appear here, junior disciples, go up together, kill him, and we will divide the bounty equally." A Scorpion Sect disciple laughed wildly.

"Get out of here, Lin Fan's life is ours in the Yin Wind Pavilion."

When the Terran warriors saw Lin Fan suddenly appear, they all showed a trace of worry, although they knew that Lin Fan had comprehended the sword intent and had outstanding strength, but they couldn't withstand so many Heavenly Evil Sect and Yin Wind Pavilion disciples.

Just when everyone was thinking differently, a soft sound of "Peng" came.

Immediately afterward, everyone saw a huge palm print, passing through the corridor, roaring, this palm print was extremely condensed, as if it could suppress everything, and bombarded the group of Heavenly Evil Sect disciples at an extremely fast speed.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Suddenly, screams rang out, corpses were thrown to both sides, and almost half of the disciples of the Heavenly Evil Sect died under the palm, and the palm print passed through the crowd, shattering a thick pillar in the hall.

"What a fierce palm." Lin Fan was also a little surprised.

"It's the Heaven-Shaking Palm, and the person who came is Qin Zhennan, who ranks eighth on the Hidden Dragon List." A young man from the great forces of the Demon Capital exclaimed.

"What? The master of the hidden dragon list is here? Come on! We can't fight."

"It's a waste of time to stay, so it's better to look for other opportunities."

I don't know who took the lead, everyone ran in all directions, scattered like birds and beasts, and ran to other corridors, and soon, only Lin Fan and seven or eight corpses were left in the hall.

Click, click...

The footsteps became clearer and clearer, and a majestic figure appeared in front of Lin Fan's eyes, the person who came was nearly two meters tall and as burly as a mountain, it was Qin Zhennan, the genius of the Qin family in Chang'an.

Qin Zhennan glanced at the corpse on the ground, turned his head to look at Lin Fan, and said with a little surprise, "Why don't you run?"

Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "There's no need, let's rely on our own abilities."

"Okay, I heard that you have comprehended the sword intent, let me see it."

A layer of golden true qi lit up on Qin Zhennan's body, and he was about to make a move.

"This place is mine, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, and then, from the next corridor walked out a young man dressed in white, the young man was pale, carrying a long sword, and from a distance, he could feel a cold aura invading him.

"It's actually 'a sword without blood' and 'Jing without blood?!" Qin Zhennan's face immediately changed greatly, and there was a strong fear in his eyes, the other party ranked sixth in the hidden dragon list, and his strength was far above him.

Then he quickly said to Lin Fan: "The situation has changed, let's join forces to solve him first, and then we will fight."

"That's what I mean!"

Lin Fan pulled out the Star Scar Knife, and a sharp aura converged and condensed around his body, and at the same time, black flames rose up, and he could feel that this bloodless aura was far above the golden evil that he had killed.

"Is this the sword intent? It's a pity that my cultivation is too bad, and I am destined to die in my hands."

Jing Wuxue's voice was cold, and he slowly pulled out the frost sword behind his back, and when the true qi was running, a stream of cold qi spread out, directly freezing the ground near him, and around his body, a cold area appeared.

"I didn't expect him to perfectly fuse the Ice Xuan Jin of the Perfection Realm with the Ice Artistic Conception to form an Ice Realm."

Qin Zhennan was extremely frightened, he knew that in this ice realm, any ice attribute move of Jing Wuxue would be raised, and once his attack was close to that realm, it would be weakened to a certain extent.

Sou!

Jing Wuxue's face was cold, and he didn't intend to give the two of them any chance, a dodge appeared, directly in front of Qin Zhennan, and the long sword in his hand turned into a cold light flashed, freezing all the air in the place where he passed, forming countless pieces of ice slag, this

Some ice slags were wrapped in true qi, forming countless ice swords, which shot at the two of them from all directions.

Qin Zhennan's body retreated violently, dodging this sword, and then the true qi on his body swelled, his palms flew over, and dozens of golden palm prints slapped around, shattering all the surrounding ice swords.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, spread out the black flame containing the Wind Sword intent on his body to the surroundings, directly incinerating all the ice swords into water vapor, and even the bloodless Ice Realm was burned to a faint point when it came into contact with this energy.

The Star Scar Knife turned into a stream of black light that slashed out as fast as the wind, directly slashing through the ice realm, and shooting towards Jing Wuxue.

Jing Wuxue unleashed a set of mid-level swordsmanship, blocking all the black light.

At the same time, Qin Zhennan also eased up, and the golden palm prints kept shooting, joining forces with Lin Fan to attack.

"This energy is... Black Flame? Isn't that a heavenly flame? How could it be..."

Jing Wuxue's pale face showed a hint of shock, a little incredulous, the Heavenly Flame only existed in legends, he didn't expect that Lin Fan would be carrying such a holy relic.

Of course, the real Black Flame is a heavenly grade, but Lin Fan's dark and fire spiritual power levels are not high, and when fused together, they can barely reach the earth grade, but even so, it is enough to compete with Jing Wuxue's Ice Realm.

Qin Zhennan's body became much slower and slower under the shroud of the Ice Domain, and even his palm momentum was gradually frozen, and his palm became slower and slower.

On the other hand, Lin Fan was not afraid of the ice realm at all, the knife was getting faster and faster, and there was a faint tendency to overwhelm the other party, and several times Qin Zhennan encountered danger, he relied on Lin Fan to rescue him.

The fierce collision of the cold air and the black flame formed countless shockwaves, bombarding the surrounding walls and ground.

Under this freezing and burning, the solid walls began to crumble in pieces, and the rubble continued to fall off.

"It turns out that Lin Fan's strength is far above me, but I am too arrogant."

Qin Zhennan was a little ashamed, if it weren't for Lin Fan, I am afraid that he would have died under Jing Wuxue's sword.

The two of them worked together, and they were on a par with Jing Wuxue.

"Is that all you have? Then go and die!"

Jing Wuxue quickly slashed out dozens of swords, forcing the two of them back, his body retreated more than ten meters, and the true qi in his body surged out, all of which converged on the frost sword.

"Snowflake Sword Technique, snowflakes all over the sky!"

Dozens of swords were slashed out in an instant, and countless snowflakes suddenly appeared in the hall, these snowflakes were only gathered next to Jing Wuxue at first, and suddenly, dense snowflakes instantly spread all over the entire hall, and shot at Lin Fan and Qin Zhennan at the same time.

"It's—"

Lin Fan felt that each snowflake contained an incomparably sharp ice sword aura, and once it was hit, he was afraid that he would either die or be injured.

No longer hesitating, all the black flames in his body converged on the Star Scar Knife, and directly used his strongest blow.

"Demons Dance!"

Dozens of black flame whirlwinds directly blasted towards the snowflake sword qi flying in the sky.

At the same time, Qin Zhennan also used the Heaven Shaking Palm, an incomparably huge golden palm print, wrapped in a powerful concussive force, and slapped towards the oncoming snowflakes.

Three offensives collided head-on.

Sneer......

The icy sword qi on the snowflakes continued to freeze and cut off the attacks of the two, and these snowflakes also disappeared one by one under the incineration of the black flames and the shock of the golden palm prints.

Rumble!

The first to disappear was Qin Zhennan's golden palm print, and at the moment when the golden palm print disappeared, he himself was also affected, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and he was already seriously injured.

A moment later, under the constant collision and counteracting, the black flame and the snowflakes dissipated at the same time.

"Hmm..."

Lin Fan felt that the true qi in his body was frozen a little, and he was extremely uncomfortable, so he hurriedly used the dark spiritual power to absorb all the cold qi in his body, which made him feel better.

Jing Wuxue, on the other hand, was shocked by Lin Fan's fierce attack and retreated more than a dozen steps, only feeling a stirring of true qi in his body, but he was not injured.