This sect is going against the sky

"The suzerain is really amazing!"

"No, let's see who else dares to provoke us without eyes."

"It's just a nirvana, but dare to shout in front of our suzerain, isn't this tired of life?"

Everyone surrounded Lin Fan, their eyes full of admiration.

Ling Meier stood not far away, keeping a close distance from Lin Fan. At this moment, her face could not help showing a thoughtful expression.

This guy in front of him is really incomprehensible.

His cultivation base is more than twice as strong as when he fought against him before. How did he do it?
Ling Meier's hand on her side clenched into a fist unconsciously. She had to step up and improve her strength, otherwise, if she continued like this, she would have no chance of success, let alone get rid of the opponent.

Just when everyone had different thoughts, a terrifying coercion suddenly enveloped them.

Wherever the coercion passed, the entire space seemed to be locked and frozen by the opponent's powerful breath, presenting a static picture.

As soon as Lin Fan turned his head, he saw an ice dragon that was hundreds of feet long, and it had killed him in the blink of an eye.

Before he had time to think about it, he waved his hand and punched him out.

"Kakkaka~"

Wherever the fist passed, the huge body of the ice dragon shattered and shattered inch by inch, and finally turned into ice slag all over the ground, falling on the sand, and puffs of white smoke rose up.

Lin Fan didn't have time to retract his fist, another black shadow covered his head, and countless sword shadows rushed towards him.

At the same time, there was a burst of wailing and screaming around, and I saw ice thorns breaking through the ground, forming a pincer attack from top to bottom.

"Boy, today is where your bones are buried."

A majestic voice with a bit of vicissitudes sounded.

While Lin Fan dodged the attack, he flipped the folding fan in his hand quickly, dismantling the opponent's moves.

The sword energy swept across, but it couldn't touch Lin Fan at all.

Lin Fan swept across and pushed the figure away, only then did he see clearly that the person in front of him was an old man wearing a black Taoist robe, who looked a bit fairy-like.

The old man was holding a long sword in his hand, looking at Lin Fan with a hint of hostility in his eyes, obviously the visitor was not kind.

"Old man, you are a person who has half a foot in the coffin, and you are still so impatient, you should be buried first if you want to be buried." Lin Fan looked at him indifferently, and said.

"The boy's tone is quite crazy." The old man said with a smile.

But he didn't dare to delay at all, he seized the time and secretly adjusted his breath.

The battle between the two sides lasted only a moment, but Lin Fan's profound cultivation was enough to shock him.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, someone beside him couldn't sit still anymore, and gloated at Lin Fan's misfortune, "Boy, you're doomed!"

"Do you know who he is? How dare you talk like that."

"This is the Grand Elder of the Hunyuan Pavilion, Master Xuanyin. Master Xuanyin has comprehended a trace of the law of heaven and earth 500 years ago. This time you are dead!"

Someone who knew the identity of the old man introduced loudly.

Hearing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but look at the old man again. The old man noticed his gaze, thinking that Lin Fan was afraid, he couldn't help but proudly raised his head, stroked his long beard and said:
"Boy, now that I'm apologizing for death, I can still leave you with a whole corpse."

Lin Fan sneered, and taunted lightly, "I thought he was a big shot. After working on it for a long time, he's just an old waste that hasn't broken through in 500 years. There's nothing to be afraid of."

These words completely trampled the old man under his feet, demoting him to nothing.

The old man didn't expect Lin Fan to be so venomous, his face was livid with anger and his beard was blowing out. He pointed at Lin Fan's nose, his fingers were trembling, and roared angrily, "Zizi Hugh is going crazy!"

"seal up!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Lin Fan was immediately locked on by a force of law, and a tyrannical source of ice power rushed towards his face, instantly freezing him into an ice sculpture.

Seeing this, the old man's face finally showed a hint of happiness that the big revenge will be avenged, and he said with a grinning smile: "Boy, if you are capable, try to sharpen your teeth."

After the words fell, the long sword in the old man's hand had already been chopped off.

The ice sculpture was cut in half in an instant, and fell to the ground into pieces of different sizes.

Looking at the mess on the ground, before the old man could be happy, he saw that the flesh and blood turned into black wood in the blink of an eye.

The old man's expression changed drastically.

At the same time, Lin Fan's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Old man, you still refuse to accept that you are an old waste. It is not a big deal if you fail to break through in 500 years. At most, you are just waiting to die. But if your eyes are not good, then there is no hope."

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind followed.

The old man only felt locked on by a murderous intent, and had no time to react, only hearing a muffled "bang".

More than a dozen fan bones protruded from the back of his heart.

The old man's eyes widened, and he was horrified to find that while those fan bones smashed his internal organs to pieces, they also sucked away all his vitality at the same time.

"How is it possible? You..." The old man moved the corner of his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all. His body softened and he swallowed his breath.

The battle between the two sides only lasted for a short moment. Once the old man died, those who were eager to try and fish in troubled waters instantly moved away from the Tiandizong people like the tide, for fear of suffering disaster.

However, there are exceptions. As soon as Lin Fan shaved off the old man's belongings, Shopkeeper Hu of Yunyan Pavilion hurried towards him.

Seeing his anxious expression, Lin Fan couldn't help but paused: "Is shopkeeper Hu busy?"

There was a thin layer of sweat on Shopkeeper Hu's forehead. When he saw Lin Fan, he was obviously relieved, but there was still unconcealable worry in his tone. He looked around, lowered his voice and cupped his hands: "Sect Master Lin, It's about my young lady, I wonder if I can take a step to talk about it?"

The huge merchant ship was floating in mid-air, surrounded by heavily guarded troops.

Lin Fan looked at the merchant ship, and couldn't help sighing inwardly: rich people are good!

Looking at the entire ancient battlefield right now, there is no safer place than here.

He could set up formations for the disciples, but he couldn't hold back those monsters emerging from the ground.

Butler Hu led Lin Fan to a room on the second floor of the merchant ship.

The rooms are furnished in an antique style, yet warm, and the gauze curtains are based on white and pink tones.

The two of them crossed a screen carved with peonies, and saw Yun Xian'er lying quietly on the big pear tree bed.

The girl's face was very haggard, and sweat dripped down from her smooth forehead.