Chapter 340 The Sorrowful Sword Tyrant

After the battle between the righteous demons that year, Jian Wushuang and others pursued the four demon envoys, but the result is unknown.

At that time, the strength of the four demon envoys and Jian Wushuang and Yu Xiaoyao was equal, and with the strength of the two of them, if they wanted to win the four demon envoys, it was simply impossible, and the six people fought a big battle, and the four demon envoys left calmly, and Jian Wushuang and Yu Xiaoyao also left the Tianwu Continent in order to pursue a higher realm.

Before Jian Wushuang left, he handed over the sword of the Sword Ancestor to the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Sword for safekeeping.

At that time, the pavilion master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion was self-righteous, thinking that the four demon envoys were not to be afraid, and did not listen to everyone's advice, so he stayed with the sword of the Sword Ancestor and went to chase and kill the four demon envoys alone, wanting to establish his position in this way.

Even Jian Wushuang and Yu Xiaoyao couldn't help them, and his little character was just looking for death.

In the end, he died at the hands of the four great demon envoys, and the sword of the sword ancestor also fell into the hands of the four demon envoys, and finally fell into the hands of Lin Haoxuan.

In the name of recovering the sword of the Sword Ancestor, he never wanted to be told by Yu Yinming.

Suddenly made the sword lord embarrassed and indignant, this matter was tantamount to the shame of his Heavenly Sword Pavilion, the people of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion have always been arrogant, and they regard face as more important than life, how could they allow such a thing to spread, it is really damaging to the reputation of his Heavenly Sword Pavilion for thousands of years.

In this regard, Yu Yinming was unmoved, and said, "Sword Tyrant, I have never seen such a shameless person as you."

Jian Ba yelled, "Yu Yinming, you shut up"

Yu Yinming shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "You tell me to shut up, I just don't keep my mouth shut, what can you do to me with your sword tyrant?

"You, You"

Jian Ba's face turned red, but he had to admit this fact, Yu Yinming's strength was indeed higher than him.

Flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and said, "Hmph! Let's go."

At this time, Lin Fan stood up, come over Today, he Lin Fan can no longer hide in the shadows, and all the major sects in the Tianwu Continent also know about him or something, and it is not interesting to hide, not to mention, he is not afraid of anything, and the team around him already has a certain strength.

With a playful smile on his face, he said, "Wait, do you want to leave like this?"

Jian Ba's face turned cold, and when he saw that a kid at the peak of the Tongming Realm dared to provoke him, the anger in his heart rushed up, and the cold killing intent was forced down, and he said, "Hmph! Even ants dare to stop me and look for death."

With a stab of the long sword in his hand, he was about to pierce Lin Fan's heart.

Lin Fan chuckled, moved his right foot slightly, took a step in the depth, just dodged the sword of the sword tyrant, and said, "Although the sword soul has entered the second form, the sword realm is still in the second realm of the heart sword, hehe, with your strength, you can't kill me"

Sword Tyrant was shocked, "Who are you?"

Where did this demon pop up, just the peak of the Ming Realm, it can be more than a sword at the peak of his Shattered Void Realm, and there are four or five great realms in the middle, this is simply incredible, this person is even more demonic than all the people before.

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Who am I, you are not qualified to know, I only know, if you don't give me and the Thousand Spirits Sect an explanation today, you won't want to take a step out of the Thousand Spirits Sect."

Jian Ba's face was cold, and he said, "You dare to threaten me"

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth flashed with a trace of disdain, and said, "You are not qualified to come to me to threaten you, what kind of place are you and my Thousand Spirits Sect, you can come if you want, leave if you want, bully if you want to oppress, if you don't give an explanation to the Thousand Spirits Sect today, as soon as you do it in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, you won't want to take a step out of here."

"Also, you just moved on my killing intent and wanted to kill me, I will never be merciful to those who want to kill me, but for the sake of the three sects, spare your life, but you have to give an explanation"

"Hahaha," the sword bully laughed

"Laugh at me, surround my life, what qualifications do you have to surround my life, and what qualifications do you have in the Thousand Spirits Sect to let my Heavenly Sword Pavilion give you an explanation, are you worthy?" said the sword lord disdainfully

"Sword Tyrant, look at me" Suddenly, Lin Fan snorted coldly

"Doom" Sword Tyrant subconsciously looked at Lin Fan, looked at each other, and suddenly, it was frozen at that moment, and the Sword Tyrant was stunned there, and involuntarily entered the space of consciousness.

"What's going on"

"This is the battle of ideas, this kid actually pulled the sword lord into the battle of ideas, this" Yu Yinming was puzzled

"Master, what is the battle of ideas" Zhou Lixin asked, and the others also looked at Yu Yinming, they also didn't know much about the battle of ideas.

Yu Yinming was just about to explain, when the sword bully over there spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yu Yinming was suddenly shocked and said, "How is this possible, this kid can destroy the sword tyrant's mind in an instant, this, how strong is his mind?"

The battle of ideas, in the space of consciousness, two thoughts fight.

How strong the mind is, how strong you can be, Lin Fan's mind is strong, that day in the Barbarian Mountains, even the Demon Emperor Ying Tianxing was not his opponent, the sword tyrant, the ant.

He hadn't even used the Dragon Elephant Tower, just a simple sword of thought, and the sword tyrant's mind was shattered, and there was not even a trace of room for resistance, his sword dao idea, in front of Lin Fan, was simply vulnerable, and it easily hit the sword tyrant's mind hard.

Although the mind is not directly related to the strength, the stronger the person, the greater the power of the mind.

The sword lord is a peak martial artist in the Shattered Void Realm, while Lin Fan is only at the peak of the Ming Realm, there is too much difference, but he can break the sword lord in an instant, which is unimaginable.

"Huh"

Lin Fan sneered disdainfully, "Sword Tyrant, do you still think that my Thousand Spirit Sect is not qualified? If your amount is that my Thousand Spirit Sect insists on leaving a few of you, do you think that with your current broken body, there is still a few percent chance of escaping from here, oh, by the way, take a look at your three elders of the Wind Sword, the Thunder Sword, and the Fire Sword!"

Yue Cheng was very cooperative, carried the three elders over, and lay on the ground half-dead.

"This, this"

Jian Ba's face turned cold and said, "What did you do to them?"

Lin Fan didn't answer him, but looked at him silently, and with a snap of his fingers, Jian Ao was carried over half-dead, except for the sword frost intact, the sword elder also hung up.

Jian Ba's face was hideous, he clenched his teeth, and said, "What do you want?"

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Sword Tyrant, are you a fool or an idiot, didn't what I said just now be obvious? I just need you to give me an explanation to the Thousand Spirits Sect, if my Thousand Spirits Sect is not strong today, what will happen to your Heavenly Sword Pavilion, snatch the Sword Ancestor Sword and the Thousand Spirits Diagram, this is originally my Thousand Spirits Sect's thing, you come to snatch it for unknown reasons, and leave without giving an explanation after the robbery fails, this is unreasonable!"

The body, mind, and martial arts were all hit hard, and the sword lord had to succumb.

He took a deep breath and said, "What do you want to explain?"

Lin Fan chuckled twice and said, "It depends on the sincerity of your Heavenly Sword Pavilion, I think this sword in your hand is not bad, lend it to Ben Shao to play tricks"

The sword lord suddenly shouted, "Bastard, the Pure Jun Sword is the treasure of my Heavenly Sword Pavilion, how can I hand it over?"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "The sword of the Thousand Spirits Sect and the Sword Ancestor are also the supreme treasures of my Thousand Spirits Sect, you open and close your mouth to seize these two supreme treasures, why can't I ask you for this pure sword?"

Sword Tyrant gritted his teeth and scolded, "Damn bastard thing, you, you"

The sword trembled domineeringly, and the pure Jun sword in his hand exuded a trace of sword sound, expressing disdain, the pure Jun sword is a heaven-level peak divine soldier, and he has already given birth to spirituality, seeing that the peak martial artist of the Tongming Realm also dares to covet himself, and uses the sword to express his disdain.

Lin Fan sneered, "Sword Tyrant, my patience is limited, and the lives of the three elders are also limited."

The sword tyrant was furious in his heart, in the space of his mind just now, Lin Fan's sword caused indelible damage to him, making him have a movement that he didn't dare to use his sword against Lin Fan, and his whole body trembled violently, and the pure Jun sword roared continuously, which was about to burst out and kill people.

The sword pointed at Lin Fan, and the sword bully shouted, "Boy, don't deceive people too much"

Lin Fan laughed and said, "Sword Tyrant, who is bullying people too much, you have to think clearly, time is limited, if you don't think it through, I will let everyone in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion splash blood on the spot, believe it or not"

The pure Jun sword was in front, and the sword lord had anger, grievance, and killing intent in his heart

"Hmph"

With a slam of his right hand, the Chunjun Sword was directly inserted in front of Lin Fan, and the sword bully said coldly, "The Chunjun Sword is in front of you, boy, if you have the ability, you can pull it up yourself"

Jian Ba sneered in his heart, and he naturally had confidence in Chunjun Sword.

The Chunjun sword itself weighs hundreds of thousands of catties, and it has already recognized the Lord with him, and his mind has already been fused with the sword.

Boy, don't you want the Pure Jun Sword? Now that I've thrown it to you, it's up to you to pick it up yourself.

The sword tyrant wants to make a move to retreat into advance, I have already given you the sword, and I can't pick it up, that's your own business, and I have met your requirements.

Behind Lin Fan, Qianyue sneered, "Idiot"

The surrender of the divine soldier depends on his own comprehension of the way of the sword, let the sword recognize you, compared to the way of the sword, the sword master does not know that it is a few streets worse than Lin Fan.

Di Mingfeng's face was also disdainful, when she fought with Xuemo that day, she had seen how high Lin Fan's sword realm was, and she had reached the realm of sword dao, and that powerful sword intent made the blood-red long sword in Xuemo's hand tremble, and the grade of the blood-red long sword was definitely above the pure Jun sword.

Xuan Hao sneered, dare to pit Lin Fan, old boy, you are going to be miserable.

Zhou Lixin and Yu Yinming had a little puzzled on their faces, and they didn't understand why Lin Fan did this.

In the disdainful eyes of the three Sword Lords, Sword Frost, and Heavenly Sword Elders, Lin Fan took a step forward, and his right hand rested on the hilt of the Pure Jun Sword, at this moment, the Pure Jun Sword exuded a powerful sword intent, and the Divine Sword had a spirit, knowing that this person was the one who was going to take him just now.

The sword lord sneered on his face, and he had already seen Lin Fan's appearance of being hit by the sword qi.

"Huh"

Lin Fan sneered, and his right hand grasped the Pure Jun Sword.

"Doom" Sword Tyrant was stunned

"Poof" A mouthful of blood spit out, and the sword lord didn't know how many mouthfuls of blood he had vomited.