Chapter 84 There is no invincible!

(It was quite late when I wrote it out. When I think about the time, it's more cost-effective to update regularly (looking for the sky), but there are still more today, continue to ask for tickets, continue to kiss ~ roll and sleep)

Maybe Lin Fan's disdainful expression stimulated him, or maybe the motionless temperament made him feel inexplicably afraid. Feng said that his very young face was as fierce as an old man with wrinkles.

Behind him, the huge shadow of the wind god has begun to fade.

Even if you return to the virtual peak, you have to pay a great price if you want to control the power of God. The wind almost burns up your own sea of stars, so that you can support the wind god to continue to fight.

But even so, Lin Fan still fought slowly, counterattacked, and finally opened the distance safely, like a leaf in the wind. Even if the storm was fierce, he could not tear it up, and even any attack was useless. This feeling of despair and fear almost drove the wind crazy.

Under extreme depression, Feng Bu began to try to communicate with Lin Fan in an attempt to convince him: "You and I are all back to the virtual, so why do we fight to death?" Isn't it more wonderful to achieve hegemony in this world with endless longevity?

His expression is very sincere, and what he said makes sense. As the highest peak strength in the world, there is really no need to fight with each other, and the windy proposal is also an easy word to touch people's hearts.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan didn't even pay attention to him at all. There was a trace of sarcasm in his eyes, and the space around him suddenly turned into illusion. Obviously, he couldn't stand his crazy climbing momentum.

Feng was stunned when he saw the situation. He had never met such a powerful momentum, which could affect the void and lead to its deformation.

As usual, people with this kind of strength will naturally not provoke without provoke. But now there is nothing we can do. Lin Fan's murderous intention can't be faked at all. In this case, even if there are still some concerns in his heart, he still has to let go for his own life.

"Drink!"

I heard a deep cry burst out from his mouth. His left hand formed a seal, and his right hand was in the posture of heaven, and the shadow of the wind god behind him also made this strange move.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes dangerously, the ancient sword hung in the air, and a cloud of ink smoke permeated. The totem of the sword appeared again, symbolizing the majesty of the sword god who was proud of the heavens and invincible.

Fengshen, Swordshen, two names that once stood at the top of the world, collided at this moment!

"The wind of anger destroys the world!" The wind god behind Feng Bu took a step of destruction, which made the sword totem in front of Lin Fan tremble fiercely.

The angry wind once again turned into countless strange existences. All kinds of wind dragons, wind beasts, and wind trolls appeared and turned into a torrent, crashing into a reef-like totem, making the ink-black sword totem fluctuate several times, and it seems that it may be broken at any time.

In terms of power, Feng is far from Lin Fan's opponent, and may even be inferior to the demon emperor. But he is the real descendant of Fengshen in the world. He has a very powerful power of Fengshen. This power of Fengshen is enough for him to defeat many stronger opponents than him. However, the weakness on the foundation is a shortcoming that he can't make up for. Without the blessing of this wind god's power, Lin Fan wants to kill him, which is almost instantaneous.

Therefore, breaking the power of the wind god to protect the wind is what Lin Fan is going to do now.

However, the shadow of the weak is not so easy to erase.

"Don't waste any more effort. You are very strong. I admit that your strength is indeed above me. But what can I do? In front of Fengshen, few returns can kill me, and neither can you. This is an unchangeable fact!"

The wind is full of arrogance, and his body stands in the torrent of the wind, like a god who will not be destroyed for hundreds of millions of years.

For this rampant statement, Lin Fan did not even have the desire to refute. His slightly white temples were raised in the wind, his lips were squeezed, and his expression was indescribably relaxed.

It happened that this touch of comfort was caught in the eyes of the wind, which made the bad premonition in his heart stronger!

"For a person like you who is looking for death, all I can say is one sentence." Lin Fan took off the wine pot at his waist, turned his wrist, shook the mellow wine, took a sip, and said with a smile, "There is nothing in the world that is immortal. There is no undefeated person who is strong in the world. You are still too shallow."

At the end of the words, the sword light rose, and the shadow of the wind god was penetrated by the huge sword spirit, making a tragic and humiliating roar. In the end, it was only unwilling to turn into a breeze between heaven and earth, with no shadow and no trace.

Immediately, the sword light that broke through the sky turned back and killed the wind with the power of destroying the enemy.

Originally, Fengbuyu was still immersed in the shock that the wind god virtual shadow was broken by a move, but when he saw that the horrible sword light turned back and killed, his face turned pale and shouted, "Let's do it slowly!"

"It's late!"

Lin Fan didn't give him a chance to speak at all. He carried his sword finger and turned his hand to control the sword light. The muffled humming sounded from his nose, and his bright eyes stared at the windy face.

Poo-huh!

It can destroy the sword light of the wind god's virtual shadow. How can the wind resist it? What's more, after the killing just now, he didn't have much strength to resist. The sword light directly broke his chest and burst out a blood flower behind him, like flying flowers in the wind, floating everywhere.

But this blow still didn't kill him. His expression was full of resentment, and he cursed angrily, "You haven't fully figured out the ability to return to the virtual! I will not die. I will coexist with heaven and earth. As long as I still have a trace of thoughts between heaven and earth, I will definitely come back to avenge you!"

When Lin Fan heard the words, he just snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Escape under my sword, are you so good?"

Boom!

After saying that, an earth-shaking explosion sounded through the sky, and the silent body was blown into pieces on the spot. As soon as the scream sounded, it was buried by the explosion. Lin Fan slowly withdrew the ancient sword without any change in his expression, but the slightly raised index finger seemed to prove what he had done before. What?

Now that he has mastered the totem of the sword, he has really reached the realm of being fascinated in swordsmanship. Whether it is the previous strange sword light or the last shocking explosion, it is the ultimate effect of the use of the sword. The limit of power is the terrible ability to reverse the universe and reverse the yin and yang. After all, his strength comparable to creation cannot be underestimated.

Erase the divine consciousness of the wind floating between heaven and earth, Lin Fan casually tore open the space, his palm penetrated through countless worlds, and finally caught a figure in a roar.

This figure is the wind that shrinks to the extreme!

Lin Fan looked at him disdainfully and sneered, "Soul run away? Your technique is really funny.

"Don't kill me, we can negotiate anything, don't kill me! I can't die yet. I can't die yet!" Seeing that he could no longer escape, Feng said that he immediately began to beg for mercy. Immediately, his eyes turned and said viciously as if he had thought of something, "by the way, the demon emperor, I know the whereabouts of the demon emperor. You must want to kill him, right? I can tell you about him. Let me go, okay?!"

"Demon Emperor?" Lin Fan heard this and sneered disdainfully, "You are going to follow in his footsteps soon."

"What?"

Feng said that he was shocked all over, as if he had been scared. After that, his face changed complicatedly. Finally, he said fiercely, "You have this kind of ability. It's not wrong to lose in your hands. However, I don't believe that you just killed me for 20 million mortals in the city. I'm going to lose.

"Is it necessary?" Lin Fan pinched his soul and said disdainfully, "What's the use of knowing so much about the dying man?"

The wind didn't hear the words and screamed, "You won't have a good end!" I am the descendant of Fengshen. If you kill me, you are against Fengshen! That's the strong man who breaks the falsehood. If you dare to touch me, you will know how terrible it is to offend the false!"

"Oh? Really?" Lin Fan smiled, put his palms slightly hard, pinched Feng's speechless throat, and said lightly, "What will happen to me? Unfortunately, you will never see it."

"No... You can't kill me, I can't die, I can't die!"

Wow!

A fierce heart fire burned and embraced his soul. The terrible power of this heart fire even distorted the space around it. The windless soul body turned into vitality residue without a few breaths, and was swept into the air by Lin Fan shaking his sleeve.

Those residues are like flying ash, drifting away in the wind!

A generation of giants in the human world, an ancient master who has slept for countless years, has been hit into ashes today, and even the soul no longer exists.

After the cultivation reaches a state, as long as the soul still exists, there is still the possibility of rebirth. The fox has been sealed in the demon sky wall for so many years, and the soul energy has been worn out to a very pitiful level, but there is no real death. That is to say, it is clear that the soul still exists, and the practitioners themselves will not die.

Those who return to the virtual strong have the ability to live with heaven and earth. The soul is immortal, and the body can naturally be condensed anytime and anywhere.

But Lin Fan's murder will never leave any future trouble. After his heart is burned, there is only a pile of residue left in Feng Bu's soul. Not to mention rebirth, even reincarnation is impossible. Feng Bu is equivalent to completely disappearing in this world.

"Next, Fengyue?" Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, rubbed his fingers against the warm jade-like wine pot, and turned his eyes to the position of Qinglong City.

A flash of cold light in my eyes!

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Feng Yue is very uneasy now. This uneasy feeling has been unable to rule it out in his heart since just now. He knew that his grandfather's 'grandfather' Fengbuyu is now fighting with a strong man. However, the invincible Fengbuyu in the past has not come back yet. This situation made Feng Yue feel extremely uneasy, and at the same time, he thought of the stubborn woman who was still imprisoned in the dungeon of Qinglong City.

"Is it... to save her?"

This idea quietly breeds, and it is out of control!