The Cangjian Sect was destroyed, and Rong Yunhe didn't want to see it, but Lin Fan died tragically in front of him, and he didn't want to see it.

"Master." Lin Fan looked at Rong Yunhe who was tied to death, and his eyes also showed a nervous expression. He asked, "Are you okay?"

"If he speaks the Ten Thousand Swords, he will be fine. If he doesn't say it," Wang Jin stared at Lin Fan with a blank expression and said, "Then he will be a dead person."

Lin Fan waved his hand and the Qingyun Sword appeared in his hand instantly.

In an instant, more than fifty people surrounding Lin Fan looked at him cautiously.

brush!

Everyone raised the sword in their hands, and as long as Lin Fan had any abnormal movement, he would come forward and kill him.

"Stay alive, go!" Wang Jin said.

"yes."

Su Yue nodded solemnly, holding a long sword in his hand, and rushed straight towards Lin Fan.

"Go to die!"

Su Yue's magic power gathered on the sword, and the power of the huge seventh-grade real person realm completely surged.

Lin Fan stood there, and Su Yue rushed over, giving Lin Fan the feeling that he was about to face a storm.

The powerful strength contained in the seventh-grade realm cannot be easily dealt with by oneself.

Lin Fan slowly recited: "Come on the sword and ride on the wind! Eliminate the demons in the world!"

The magic power of the golden elixir in his body was induced with all his strength.

moment.

All the swords in the hands of the Taoist masters around them flew out.

Only strong people above the real person realm used their magic power to forcibly suppress the sword in their hands.

Don’t let the weapons in your hand be sucked away by Lin Fan’s sword-controlling technique.

"Lin Fan!" Su Yue said with contempt in his eyes, "Do you want to fight me with the strength of the second-level real person realm?"

"The mantis arm is a chariot, overestimating one's own abilities!"

Lin Fan pinched the magic trick.

call out!

call out!

call out!

Dozens of flying swords flew directly toward the place where Su Yue was, with an extremely fast speed.

Su Yue was in mid-air at this moment, waving the long sword in his hand.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

He easily blocked these long swords.

After all, Su Yue is a powerful person in the seventh-grade realm. With his strength as his own, he can be regarded as a famous person in the Yin and Yang Realm.

At this time, Su Yue shouted: "Quanzhen Sword Technique! Feiyan took his life!"

Su Yue's figure became erratic, and Lin Fan's naked eyes were extremely difficult to lock Su Yue's position.

At this moment, Su Yue had already arrived at a position less than one meter in front of Lin Fan.

Su Yue slashed Lin Fan's arm with a sword.

Seeing this, Lin Fan hurriedly waved the Qingyun Sword in his hand to resist.

clang!

A violent collision sounded.

Lin Fan was shaken back several steps in a row. He gasped and stared at Su Yue with his eyes tightly.

Su Yue didn't want to kill Lin Fan, he just wanted to cut off Lin Fan's tendons and veins.

But now, it's a bit difficult.

If Su Yue wants to kill Lin Fan, he will do better.

Now that Lin Fan's life cannot be hurt, Su Yue feels unable to perform.

Bang!

Su Yue suddenly kicked Lin Fan in the chest.

Lin Fan couldn't react at all, so he was kicked back several steps, rolled on the ground for several times before stopping.

Lin Fan was gasping and covering his chest. He was about to stand up when Su Yue's sword was already pressing against his neck.

"Speak out the formula of the Wanjian Art and give you a pleasure." Su Yue said in a cold voice: "Otherwise, our Quanzhen Sect has countless ways to make you live and die."

"I won't say it." A bright red blood stain flowed from the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, and he gritted his teeth.

Wang Jin slowly walked forward, and the disciples of Quanzhen Sect who had originally surrounded Lin Fan made a way out.

Wang Jin came to Lin Fan and said contemptuously: "Boy, I advise you not to toast or not to eat a punishment."

After saying that, he raised his hand and slammed Lin Fan's abdomen into the Dantian.

Lin Fan could feel a huge pain coming from his dantian.

"Puff." Lin Fan spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the golden elixir in his dantian was actually slapped out of countless cracks by this palm, and countless magic powers dissipated instantly.

"You are already a useless person." Wang Jin said: "What room for bargaining?"

After hitting this palm, Wang Jin believed that Lin Fan's golden elixir would undoubtedly be broken.

He grabbed Lin Fan's hair, grabbed Lin Fan directly from the ground, and said, "Take the Ten Thousand Swords."

Lin Fan gasped in a panting and looked at Wang Jin in front of him weakly.

"Bah." Lin Fan vomited blood on Wang Jin's face.

Wang Jin was a little stunned, but not angry. In his eyes, Lin Fan was just like an ant, and there was no threat at all.

He could trample Lin Fan to death at any time.

He said, "You don't care about your life and death. Rong Yunhe, the head of Cangjian Sect, and those of Cangjian Sect, you always care about it."

"I'm not as patient as you think." Wang Jin's face showed an impatient look: "I'll count for three seconds. If you don't tell the ten thousand swords, I will order to kill Rong Yunhe."

"Master!" Lin Fan shouted at the top of his lungs.

Rong Yunhe looked at Lin Fan's miserable situation in front of him, but he couldn't help at all, and he was also heartbroken.

"Wang Jin." Blood kept flowing out of Lin Fan's mouth, his head was scattered, and his clothes were broken in the battle just now.

"There are faults and the debts are the masters." Lin Fan's eyes were red: "You have revenge with me, and you can find me alone if you take revenge, and I, Lin Fan, will bear it with all my strength."

Wang Jin said, "Have you changed your mind?"

He thought Lin Fan was about to speak the formula of the Wanjian Art.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan suddenly picked up the Qingyun Sword in his hand.

Lin Fan took a deep breath: I can only fight!

This thought arose, and Lin Fan stabbed into the position of his left chest and heart with a sword.

More blood flowed out of Lin Fan's mouth.

Lin Fan gasped heavily, and blood flowed: "You and Wang Jin, you will bear the debts you have to do with me."

After saying that, he fell to the ground weakly, and Lin Fan's breathing gradually decreased.

"Master, he committed suicide." Su Yue stood aside and looked at Wang Jin.

Wang Jin's face was cold: "It's a man, a little responsible."

Lin Fan committed suicide, and Wang Jin was also a little surprised. This was his unexpected ending.

After all, even ants are alive, but I didn't expect this kid to be so decisive and end himself.

In order not to get the Ten Thousand Sword Art, this kid is really cruel.

Wang Jin squatted beside Lin Fan's body and touched Lin Fan's pulse.

He was sure that he had stopped breathing, and the Qingyun Sword in his hand indeed pierced the heart of his left chest.

"Master, then Rong Yunhe and Cang Jian Sect..." Su Yue asked in a low voice.

"Lin Fan is dead, let's let it go." Wang Jin said lightly: "Let's go."

After saying that, Wang Jin walked directly outside the Cangjian Sect with his hands behind his back.

When the people from Quanzhen Sect saw that they had killed Lin Fan, they achieved their goal and left quickly.

Rong Yunhe gritted his teeth and red eyes and came to Lin Fan's body.

At this time, it was raining lightly in the world.
Chapter completed!