Chapter 33 The Saint Escapes!

Ten blue swordsmanship surrounded Lin Fan. It seems that thousands of troops and horses are in the sword, and the waves are as stormy as the sea is like an abyss.

Lin Fan, who was in the sword spirit, did not move at all. The sword in his hand swayed from side to side. There was a source of ten thousand water. The breath of heaven and earth floated out, restraining the sword spirit of the sea emperor from tens of thousands of miles away.

Tens of thousands of water return to the tide sword, although it is extremely powerful and earth-shaking. Haidi is also a giant, the peak of the nine palaces, but unfortunately his sword is the sword of the sea. Even if the tide sword is unparalleled, it can only be put into the water in the end.

As long as it is water, even if it is a turbulent and magnificent sea, it cannot escape the suppression of the source of water.

Xuanwu returns to the spirit, and the water sources of heaven and earth should be subdued!

"Is this the breath of the source of ten thousand waters?"

Hongchen and the saint present have more or less the breath of water from Beigong Xuanwu in their bodies. Lin Fan's spiritual light flashed now, using the Xuanwu Guiling Sword to suppress the Ten Thousand Waters Returning Chao Sword. Naturally, it also attracted the breath of water in their bodies, and it would gushed out at any time.

"What a powerful suppression, the original breath of Xuanwu?" Tens of millions of miles away, an old man with a blue robe and a long beard and nine water dragons floating beside him opened his eyes with a trace of surprise in his tone.

He stood in the boundless sea, and there was a chaotic space in front of him. The space storm contained in it could casually smash the masters of the first realm of the nine palaces. He was extremely violent and proud of the world.

The old man's blue robe is hunting, and the sea breeze and waves will consciously dodge when they meet him, as if they respect the emperor and dare not surpass it at all.

He reached out his hand and held the head of the water dragon beside him. His eyes flashed with anger and muttered to himself, "If it hadn't been for the suppression of this 'end of chaos', even if there was the breath of Xuanwu origin, I could kill it." After saying that, the old man pinched the head of the water dragon fiercely, and a stream of water surged out, transforming into a mountain, a river, and becoming a free heaven and earth. The boundless and fierce momentum forced the chaotic space in front of him to compete with the broken power of mountains and rivers.

"Although this younger generation is interesting, it is not worth it for me to waste too much time to deal with..."

There was a secret determination in his heart, and Haidi no longer thought about Lin Fan, but focused on the chaotic space in front of him, as if there was something in it waiting for him to dig.

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"Xuanwu Guiling Sword, break it for me!"

In my mind, figures flashed. It seems that the first trick of Xuanwu Guiling Sword accepted him. The long sword in Lin Fan's hand became smoother and smoother. There was a pleasant feeling of Xuanwu accepting and swallowing the sky and the earth. For a moment, the pride surged up. Under the roar, the ten swords were swallowed up by a dark, but extraordinary Xuanwu shadow.

"Impossible!"

Seeing this scene, the person who was most stimulated was naturally a saint.

The saint screamed sadly, as if Lin Fan had broken not the sword spirit, but her clothes.

"You can't break the sword spirit of Wanshui Guichao Sword. How can a character like you be comparable to the sword spirit of your adoptive father? Your godfather can crush you to death with his fingers. I don't believe you may turn over!" The saint's tone was crazy, her feet were stepping on the sea of anger, and her sharp voice set off her peerless face. After seeing it, Hongchen shook his head again and kept sighing. He knew that the saint was arrogant and could not accept the blow.

However, when Hongchen looked at Lin Fan, his eyes were also full of shock. Who is Haidi? He knows better than the saint. He is an old monster who kills people and never frown. He is a capable disciple at the time of the invasion of the demon clan thousands of years ago. He has been passed down for thousands of years. Whether it is experience or cultivation, it is by no means what ordinary people can achieve.

But the sword spirit he killed thousands of miles away can't hurt Lin Fan, which is still a little strange.

Do you mean...

In Hongchen's heart, there was suddenly a terrible idea. The beautiful and resolute and extremely frivolous face emerged, which made the corners of his eyes jump and be speechless for a long time.

"No, although he does have some plans for Wuji Mountain and Sea Seal... But - he can't even calculate today more than ten years later!"

When Hongchen looked at Lin Fan again, there was something called fear in his eyes. Lin Ruoyu and Lin Fan, the names of the father and son are all very ordinary, but what they do is a shocking and shocking feat!

A wise man can actually figure out his son's path for more than ten years, and all kinds of disasters and coping methods are clear. With this wisdom, who can say that man is really as stupid as his name?

If stupid is stupid, great wisdom is stupid!

"Ky, Xuanwu Guiling Sword seems to have a little acceptance of you." Seeing that Lin Fan had escaped from danger, the fox simply stopped paying attention to the crazy saint, but stared at Lin Fan with a smile and didn't know what he was thinking.

When Lin Fan heard the words, he nodded slightly and said, "This Xuanwu Guiling Sword also seems to be divided into several moves. The move just used is just the first form of 'moving as a mountain', and I am not qualified to check the following formulas at all."

"Hmm." The fox smiled and said, "After all, Xuanwu is a mythical beast guarding one side. The virtual shadow it forms is no less than my own Tianhu. Since you can get the sword moves it teaches, it is your chance. Just grasp it well." After saying that, the fox looked at the saint, pouted a little and said, "Well, what do you want to do with that woman?"

Hearing this sentence, Lin Fan's murder appeared in his eyes. Since he had a grudge against the saint, he had to kill him. If you let it go, what will be left behind is what Lin Fan doesn't want to see.

Therefore, in just a moment, Lin Fan has made up his mind that this woman wants to kill her, and she wants to kill her thoroughly, clean and leave no future troubles!

Otherwise, even if I am afraid of the Haidi in my heart and dare not take action against the saint, it is difficult to say whether she will do anything extreme in the future when she sees this woman's current state.

"Kill!"

Without thinking, Lin Fan coldly squeezed this sentence out of his lips. Even the fox couldn't help feeling a cool breeze hitting the bone and trembling gently.

Fee Lin Fan's murderous spirit, and the saint's eyes regained a trace of clarity. She understands the situation now. Haidi can't keep her, Hongchen? I can't count on it!

Now the only person she can count on is herself...

Thinking of her dangerous situation, the saint couldn't help biting her red lips and inevitably had a little more resentment when she looked at Lin Fan.

With her charming posture, how many men will really kill? Moreover, her most confident charm seems to be useless in front of Lin Fan, which does not shake the cold-blooded teenager opposite him at all...

What on earth is this for?

Up to now, the saint has not reflected on her mistakes. In the past, I don't know how many people could wait to take good care of her in the palm of their hands. It was impossible to beat and scold like this, or even kill, so she proudly believed that I was right at all. Even if it was wrong, it was the boy's fault!

When the saint thought about this, she immediately made a sad expression. A pair of black and white autumn water scissors and tears flashed in her pupils, and a faint trace of pink light flowed through. The charm was raised to the extreme. Her voice was lazy but had an irresistible charm. You said to Lin Fan, "Do you really have the heart to kill me?"

In the words, a sweet fragrance spread out. After Hongchen inhaled it, he was in a trance, but fell into a certain state of confusion.

Although the fox belongs to the soul body, it was also affected by this fragrant wind for a moment, and then shouted to Lin Fan, "Be careful, this woman is different!"

Unfortunately, before he finished his words, Lin Fan waved his sword. The sword was more than three feet wide, and the light was dazzling, illuminating the four fields like the scorching sun.

"Don't you break the carving insect skill for me?!"

The Sword of Right!!

The awe-inspiring sword of justice swept over. Along the way, the fragrant wind was swept away, and the saint's eyes couldn't help but show anger: "Well, you cruel Lin Fan, I don't know how many men I miss, but you are the only man who wants to kill me. Then let me see what ability do you have? Want to kill me?"

After saying that, the saint burst into a blue robe. The long hair hangs straight down the waist like a waterfall, the eyebrows are slender, the ends are pointed, the bridge of the nose is small and strong, and the lips are tender and smooth, which makes people have a desire to touch it well.

This woman really has the beauty of harming the country and the people.

With her beauty, how can there be no reason for failure to take the initiative to seduce men with her charm? Lin Fan's silent reaction really made her a little angry. She immediately used all the solutions. The angry sea roared, absorbing half of the holy river and blocking the milky waterfall flowing upside down in the sky.

"The Holy Land is integrated to resist foreign enemies!"

The saint shouted, and the blue robe on her body flashed. It was also an excellent star palace.

Her hands kept attracting the water of the Holy River, absorbing the pure power inside, and supplementing it in the waves of the angry sea, forming a white light mask.

The sword light more than three feet wide hit the top, and there was only a trace of ripples.

"Defensive formation?!" The fox was shocked, but he didn't expect that the saint still had such a method.

Lin Fan obviously didn't expect it, but he reacted very quickly. The only remaining star source power in his body could perform a sword three turn. Immediately, he did not hesitate. The sword three turns directly came out and crashed into the white light mask of the angry sea wave boat.

"It's useless. The formation of the holy river is that the godfather used 30% of the power to condense. Now I use this 30% of the power to protect, and even the middle of the nine palaces can resist, let alone the peak of your four elephants?"

The saint's blue robe is fluttering, and her pretty face is indescribably proud.

However, she also knew that the top priority was to leave as soon as possible, so after saying this, she watched Jianyi attack three times and was resisted by the white light mask, which had no effect at all.

"Lin Fan, I will always remember what you did to me today until I come back one day and return it all to you!"

She put down this sentence viciously, and the saint stepped on the angry sea and wave boat and left directly.

Although Lin Fan wanted to stop him, the angry sea and waves disappeared so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he didn't even have a chance to react...