"Do it!"

"So, what are you waiting for!"

"Isn't this Li Xiaoyao really eating inside and out."

"Dare to do this, even if you kill them together, you can be regarded as cleaning up the portal."

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Zheng Feiyu pushed Lin Fan towards Liu Shuang, and before he could come back to his senses, an internal force from nowhere hit his sword-holding hand, and the long sword pierced Liu Shuang's heart under inertia.

Liu Shuang didn't resist, but smiled at Lin Fan and said with relief: "Brother, don't be afraid, I didn't die at your hands, I died at the hands of the Sword Sect, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Seeing Liu Shuang's tragic death, several other disciples of the Black Tiger Gang picked up the weapons on the ground and launched a desperate charge towards the Sword Sect, and were all strangled in the shouts.

Lin Fan pulled out the sword that pierced through Liu Shuang's heart, shook his head in distraction, and retreated step by step, just a few steps back, a huge force hit his back, as if he was being manipulated, and another sword stabbed out.

The baby's cry came to an abrupt end, and a young and innocent life died under Lin Fan's sword.

"My son!"

The woman holding the child let out a terrible scream and slammed into Lin Fan's sword, the long sword instantly pierced through her body, but she seemed to have lost her sense of pain, and rushed towards Lin Fan regardless of it, holding his neck with both hands.

"I curse you... Curse you! All those you cherish and care about will die, and you will not die well! I won't let you go if I'm a ghost! I will be with you forever and will not be able to live forever! ”

Lin Fan did not resist, he was choked by the neck and gradually began to suffocate, and before he was about to fall into a coma, the woman weakly let go of her hand, and her body collapsed to the ground.

The woman lost her vitality and stopped breathing, but her eyes did not close, but stared at Lin Fan, her eyes were full of resentment, and that look made Lin Fan unforgettable.

The world in his eyes lost its original color and became scarlet, and he clearly heard the sound of something shattering, and then the whole person became light, as if the shackles that had been wrapped around him since he had become an adult had all disappeared.

His spiritual world collapsed, and a nameless anger surged into his heart, poured into his brain, kill! Kill everything! The world is false, the world is wrong, and the people of this world are all wrong, kill! Kill everything!

He slowly descended into the boundless darkness, once again losing all his senses, the anger that was born when he tortured the beggar, what he had been deliberately suppressing, reawakened and took over his body and consciousness.

"Are you crazy!"

When he regained his consciousness again, he found that he had been restrained by Zheng Feiyu, what had just happened? He tried to remember, but couldn't remember anything.

"I... What's wrong? He looked at Zheng Feiyu suspiciously and asked.

"After you killed all the family members of the Black Tiger Gang, you pointed the tip of your sword at the same door, if I hadn't stopped you in time, you would have almost run into a catastrophe! What, did you kill the red eye? ”

"Good boy, dare to face each other with the same sword, this matter will be reported to the head of the house when I go back, and then I will deal with it." Elder Wang sneered.

"You take your breath." Zheng Feiyu smiled and said, "This kid has just gone mad and lost his mind. ”

"Hmph" Elder Wang snorted coldly, and with all the disciples of the Sword Sect, he prepared to leave the Black Tiger Gang and return to the Sword Sect.

When Elder Feng passed by Lin Fan and Zheng Feiyu, he glanced at Lin Fan lightly, and there seemed to be regret in his eyes.

However, Lin Fan didn't care about all this, and after Zheng Feiyu let go of him, he turned around and looked behind him, there were corpses all over the field behind him, and none of the family members of the Black Tiger Gang who had just gathered together were spared, and they all turned into cold corpses at this moment.

"These... Did I do it? Lin Fan muttered to himself, his eyes changing from shock to despair.

Under the agitation of his heart, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and then raised the sword in his hand and put it across his neck, he was about to kill himself, but the next moment the sword in his hand was knocked down by Zheng Feiyu.

"Ugh." Zheng Feiyu sighed and said in a deep voice: "As a teacher, I have said a long time ago that your heart is not strong, and you can prove it just now that you went mad." Why do you have to become a core disciple? Isn't it good to be honest in the Sword Sect and live a dull life without worrying about eating and drinking? This is not the end, but just the beginning, if you want to become a core disciple, if you want to enter the martial arts, you have to fall into endless killing, this is where to go. ”

"Hahahahaha!" Lin Fan had a hoarse smile in his throat, like a madman.

His eyes changed again, gradually becoming deeper, more vicious, no longer simple and clear, only complex and turbid.

The rain gradually stopped, the sky gradually cleared, and the sun shone on the earth again, illuminating the gloomy and gray world, but this scorching sun could not dispel the haze in Lin Fan's heart, and he couldn't dry the tears on his face.

"Let's go, we should go back too." Zheng Feiyu patted Lin Fan's shoulder.

"There's no going back, there's no going back. Some things are irreparable once they happen, even if they are not what I want..."Lin Fan replied unexpectedly.

Zheng Feiyu glanced at Lin Fan strangely, as if he understood and didn't seem to understand.

Lin Fan put his sword into the sheath, no longer looked at the corpses on the ground, and turned around and walked towards the exit of the Black Tiger Gang.

"Master, you know what? Lin Fan is dead, and the one who survived is no longer me. ”

"Who is Lin Fan?" Zheng Feiyu stared at Lin Fan's back, chattering suspiciously.

After returning to the Sword Sect, although Lin Fan did not exert much effort in the battle to destroy the Black Tiger Gang, in the end, it was indeed he who killed all the family members of the Black Tiger Gang, coupled with Zheng Feiyu's gags, he did not receive any punishment, just a scolding.

"You've decided?" Zheng Feiyu looked at Lin Fan uncertainly and asked.

At night, Lin Fan found Zheng Feiyu, although Zheng Feiyu persuaded him not to get involved in sect affairs in the future, honestly clean the toilet every day, and live a carefree life, but he refused.

"Master, I have said that I am no longer the person I used to be, and no matter what happens in the future, I will no longer be entangled and at a loss. Please Master teach me kung fu, I heard that the Sword Sect has a set of quick kung fu that can improve martial arts in a short period of time. ”

"Hmm..." Zheng Feiyu thought for a while, nodded, and said with a conceited smile: "This exercise is also very simple to say, but other elders will no longer teach apprentices like this, although the concepts of the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect are different, so they are divided into two. But they are also somewhat influenced by the Qi Sect, and no longer let the disciples purely practice swords, and it is not unreasonable to default to the concept of the Qi Sect, you wait here. ”

Saying that, he reflexively returned to the bedroom, and after a while, he walked out with a pair of iron arm armor made of dark iron, handed it to Lin Fan and motioned him to put it on, and introduced in his mouth: "The world's martial arts are only fast and not broken, the swordsmanship of Huashan Sword Sect, the biggest feature is fast, this pair of iron armor weighs eighty catties, after you put it on, practice swordsmanship every day, and when you get used to this weight, you can swing the sword 10,000 times a day, and then change it for the teacher, and when you can wear the heaviest two hundred catties of iron armor, you can swing the sword 10,000 times a day, when you take it off, The speed and power of your swing will reach unprecedented heights. This pure cultivation method can quickly improve your strength. ”

After Lin Fan put on his arm armor, he found it difficult to raise his hand, let alone swing his sword.

"You come with me."

After seeing Lin Fan bring his arm armor, Zheng Feiyu took Lin Fan out of the bedroom, and when he came to a boulder, he pointed to the boulder and said: "The key to using a sword is to be fast and ruthless, fast is not enough, you cut this stone with a sword." ”

Lin Fan urged his internal force to reluctantly pull out his sword, and slashed at the boulder with a sword, leaving a deep mark on the stone wall.

Zheng Feiyu nodded, pointed to the sword mark and said, "Cut another sword, this time it must be cut in the same position, and there can be no slightest deviation." ”

Lin Fan swung his sword again, slashing at the position just now, and then this time the sword marks left were far away from just now.

"Practice slowly, when you can easily swing the sword 10,000 times, step by step after changing the arm armor to the final, take off the arm armor and start practicing accuracy, don't worry now, because with the change of strength, your accuracy will also change."

Zheng Feiyu said a few more words and then turned around and left, leaving Lin Fan alone to swing his sword with difficulty.

In the months that followed, Lin Fan would practice his sword alone in front of the boulder after cleaning the toilet every day, and he was silent all day long. Zhuo Yilong, who didn't know what happened to Lin Fan, was quite worried about his state.

However, no matter how much he asked, Lin Fan just replied lightly that it was nothing, even if he found Lingsha. When Lingsha asked about the information about the mausoleum, Lin Fan only said that he was not in a hurry, and if they had stayed enough, they could leave secretly.

In desperation, Lingsha and Zhuo Yilong had no choice but to inquire around in private, and after they knew what happened to the Black Tiger Gang, no matter how much they comforted Lin Fan, it seemed that they couldn't dissolve his knot, and he refused anyone's persuasion.

The days went by like this, in addition to working, eating and sleeping, Lin Fan only had to practice swords every day, and he didn't communicate with anyone, during which Ma Wuming and others came to find Lin Fan's trouble a few times.

However, Lin Fan no longer resisted, he seemed to have lost all his edges and backbone, Ling Shaqi just wanted to stand out for Lin Fan, but he was also stopped by him, after such a period of time, Ma Wuming and others gradually lost interest in Lin Fan and no longer looked for trouble with him.

Zheng Feiyu saw that Lin Fan seemed to be much more mature and stable, and proposed to the head of the sect to reuse him again, after all, this is a disciple he personally cultivated, if Lin Fan can have a place in the Sword Sect in the future, then he, the elder, will also sit more stable, and at the same time, as a person in charge of the sect, he will have more power to speak.

After that, Lin Fan would occasionally leave the Sword Sect to perform the task of the master, and every time he completed it at a very fast speed, and then after coming back to tell the master, he went to practice the sword silently by himself again.