Han Wuxin's offensive was defused by Lin Fan in an instant, and only the violent and chaotic spiritual power tide was left above the square. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Fan was condescending, exuding a golden glow all over his body, and his wings behind him were like heavenly knives, looking down at Han Wuxin condescendingly.

Han Wuxin's face changed slightly, as if he was a little surprised that Lin Fan had this combat power, but after a while, he sneered, staring at Lin Fan with a pair of dark eyes, and said, "I didn't expect you kid to have some ability, but this time you won't be as lucky as last time!"

After that, his body slowly took off, and the mana of the Cave Void Realm was exuded in his body, and the surrounding void was further controlled by him, and the pressure of the mountains was squeezed towards Lin Fan from all directions, and even the phantoms of thousands of mountains appeared in the void, exuding the power of ten thousand jun, wanting to suppress it, seriously weakening Lin Fan's strength.

Han Wuxin sneered, his hands were empty, and in an instant, more than twenty towering green mountains were formed again, and the power was multiplied under the increase of the way of the mountain, and he pressed down on Lin Fan's head, and at the same time, a jade-colored jade flute appeared out of thin air in his hand, exuding bursts of spiritual pressure, which was obviously a powerful magic weapon,

Han Wuxin stroked Xiao with both hands and put it to his mouth, the spiritual power in his body poured into the sound of the flute with his breath, and spread out with the ethereal and distant sound of the flute, turning into tangible ripples and bombarding Lin Fan with a monstrous killing machine!

Circles of ripples spread, and the disciples in the square couldn't bear the sound of the flute and their faces showed pain, and they covered their ears and retreated far away, only then did they feel much better, and they all looked at Han Wuxin in shock, this is the strength of Senior Brother Han Xiangfeng!

There are only a few people who can stay in the square safely.

After Lin Fan heard the sound of the flute, he really felt a lot of pressure, his body was about to split, and his ears were buzzing, and the beautiful sound of the flute was like a melody of black and white impermanence at the moment, which made people confused and irritable out of thin air. The spiritual power of the sealing demon in the body actually has a tendency to get out of control, and I can't help but be secretly surprised that the first disciple of the Eight Peaks really has no one to deal with.

More than 20 Qinglong mountains were pressed down, Lin Fan divided his mind to fight against the turmoil in his body, and while shaking his wings, he flew towards the mountain, his fists glowed, as bright as the sun, and hit the mountain peak hard!

The mountain shook the ground, the roar was endless, Lin Fan's figure was almost submerged in the collapsed mountain rocks, the fist was windy, and even brought out ripples visible to the naked eye when it crossed the air, it can be seen how powerful the fist was, and there was absolutely only a pile of blood and bones left on the ordinary monk's body, and even turned into a ball of blood and mud!

However, even so, each mountain peak required several punches from him to completely shatter, and the power was increased by a cut compared to just now, and as soon as more than twenty peaks were shattered, more than a dozen were incarnated, completely surrounding him and holding him in place.

Han Wuxin was suspended far away, and with his thoughts, the majestic green peaks in the void condensed, and the increasingly heavy mountain path was entwined towards Lin Fan, and the sound of the flute was endless, like the water of a river, turning into substantial ripples and impacting Lin Fan, completely trapping Lin Fan in one position!

Lin Fan's combat power was astonishing, and the golden light above his fist became more and more brilliant, completely enveloping the space of two meters around him, his eyes were like lightning, none of those mountains could get close!

Suddenly, the sound of the flute changed suddenly, from the original trickle and slow flow seemed to have changed to the east of the great river, the waves crashed on the shore, rolled up thousands of piles of snow, the turbid waves emptied, and the clouds were thick; it was like a crazy battle on the battlefield in ancient times, the war drums roared, the horn of the charge resounded through the sky, and the angry cry of the soldiers filled the ears!

Boundless killing intent, infinite anger, and boundless killing intent are surging together!

Under such a frenzied attack, Lin Fan's mind was lost, the qi in his body was instantly chaotic, and the spiritual power of the sealing demon was running wildly in the meridians, like a wild horse that had escaped, and the meridians were in sharp pain, almost bursting, and he almost went mad!

His mind was full of this strange flute sound, like the bell of Hanshan Temple ringing, deterring evil demons, and like a woman's low whisper, and the sound of the bedside crying, which made him confused, and his eyes immediately showed chaos, and wisps of red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Yin Hongyue couldn't help but feel anxious when she saw this, she wanted to intervene but was afraid of harming Lin Fan, even she had to divide her mind to resist Xiao Sheng, her strength dropped greatly, and she could only say to Zhang Daolin on the side: "Senior Brother Daolin, stop the two of them quickly!"

Zhang Daolin's face was calm, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll make a move when it's time to make a move!"

Han Wuxin saw that Lin Fan was injured, and the corners of his mouth showed a cold color, and he immediately increased his offensive, hoping to consume Lin Fan alive.

Lin Fan was indeed in a crisis at this time, the spiritual power of the demon in his body was restless, scurrying around, restless, and it was difficult to exert all his strength, coupled with the pressure of the surrounding mountains, there were several dangerous situations, but he was still calm, a pair of black eyes were calm like an endless black abyss, and he silently pondered the heart mantra in his heart, mobilizing the spiritual power of the water spirit in the dantian and the water spirit power over the sea, from the temples on the top of his head to the springs on the soles of his feet, the power of the water spirit was suitable for recovery treatment, and it had a miraculous effect on calming the restlessness in the body.

In a moment, the irritable spiritual power had been calmed down, Lin Fan kept his heart and tried his best to enter an ethereal realm similar to enlightenment, and the distractions in his mind were indeed a lot less, and the negative impact of the sound of Xiao was basically solved.

Lin Fan glanced at Han Wuxin in the distance, knowing that he couldn't be so passive anymore, he suddenly shouted, and a brilliant golden light erupted from his body, and the "boiling blood" state increased again, reaching three times the strength!

Poof!

Swinging more than a dozen punches in a row, all the mountain peaks were shattered by him, the silver light flashed in Lin Fan's hand, and the silver snake knife appeared in his hand, the silver blade was shrouded in a layer of dazzling golden light, Lin Fan's wings fluttered behind him, and his body suddenly rushed towards Han Wuxin!

The silver snake in his hand slashed, and a huge sword qi that was thirty zhang long slashed towards the latter!

Han Wuxin saw Lin Fan break free from the encirclement of the mountain peak, his face remained unchanged, and the sound of the flute in his mouth suddenly became urgent, as if thousands of troops were charging on the battlefield, as the sound of the flute changed, one after another visible swords and axes composed of spiritual power were born out of the void, sharp and unstoppable, rushing towards Lin Fan's direction!

More than a dozen weapons collided with the golden sword qi and made a huge roar, and finally both turned into nothingness, but the sound of the flute continued, the swords were endless, and the blades of the divine weapons condensed out, with an amazing edge, slashing towards Lin Fan!

Lin Fan's long hair was scattered, flying with the wind, the clothes on his body were blown by the violent air current, and the phantom of the oncoming sword soldier was reflected in his pupils, and the silver snake knife in his hand was placed in front of him, and a golden flame rose above the blade, slashing forward!

A golden dragon composed of chilling sword qi was formed, and the slender and vigorous dragon body was burning with the fire of raging spiritual power, lifelike, moving on all fours, flying towards Han Wuxin with teeth and claws!

Lin Fan's body shook and stood on top of the golden dragon's head, his body was shrouded in golden light, and he held his sword forward, just like the invincible god of war who taught him to walk with a dragon in ancient times!