Chapter 19: The Arrogant Little Tyrant, Lin Fan

Thinking of the junior brother who blocked a sword for him just now, he was very moved.

Why!

Although he is immortal, other people don't know that the junior brother is desperate to block the sword for himself. It takes a lot of courage to do it.

"Junior Brother Wuming, don't worry, no matter what, Senior Brother will definitely avenge you before running away." Lin Fan didn't know the name of that Junior Brother, so he could only call him Wuming.

"Damn, where did you go?" Lin Fan looked left and right, but he didn't see the guy who just stabbed his junior brother to death. If he found that guy, he would have to slash to death.

He felt that this Yan Huazong person was very wrong, and he would block his own sword at every turn. This kind of friendship can only be achieved.

Sudden.

Lin Fan saw the guy who stabbed his junior brother to death, then picked up the nine-ring sword, and stepped forward, "Grandson, look at the move."

That disciple was fighting with a disciple of Yan Huazong, and when he heard this exclamation, his complexion changed and he backhanded.

A huge force was suddenly transmitted, and the long sword in his hand vibrated, as if it could be thrown out at any time.

"Fuck, you are the only one who hacked my junior brother to death. I don't think I will cut you into seventeen or eighteen sections." On the battlefield, Lin Fan is probably the only one who dares to shout so arrogantly.

There are people around, if you don't pay attention, you may be attacked from behind.

But to Lin Fan, he doesn't know how the word "death" is written now. Who can kill himself, that's all his ability.

As a disciple of the Rizhao Sect, Liu Zhenhao's purpose on the battlefield this time was to kill the disciples of the Yanhua Sect. He had forgotten how many he had killed.

At this time, a disciple of the Yanhua Sect attacked aggressively, he sneered in his heart, and came to the door himself, then there was only one way to die.

But after taking a move, he found that the strength of the other party was so great that it even made him feel terrified.

The figure flashed, and he quickly exited, looking for other disciples to kill.

As for this disciple, he should not compete with the opponent first, it is hard to say, nothing will happen.

When Lin Fan saw that this guy was sneaking into other battlefields, his hair was curled up in anger, "Damn, don't run."

He didn't care who was around him, anyway, when he raised the nine-ring sword, he rushed in and slashed fiercely. As long as the disciples of the Rizhao Sect appeared in front of him, they all fell to the ground.

Points +30

Points +20

Before Liu Zhenhao was harvesting, one enemy disciple after another died in his hands.

In his eyes, these Yanhua Sect disciples are like grass and mustard, harvesting at will.

At this time, he saw a disciple of the enemy sect, and with a movement, he directly killed the disciple.

The Yan Huazong disciple showed a look of horror on his face when he saw the icy long sword that came in the darkness.

He was just a slag of the third level of body quenching, and the master of this sword put a lot of pressure on him, his whole body seemed to be locked, and he couldn't even move at all.

"No, I don't want to die here." The disciple shouted in his heart, and finally closed his eyes in despair.

But that kind of pain didn't come. When he opened his eyes, he found a figure standing in front of him. When he saw his face clearly, he was very pleasantly surprised, "Senior Brother Lin."

Lin Fan glared at Liu Zhenhao at this moment, his face full of anger, "You bastard, run for me again."

Liu Zhenhao was stunned for a moment, he found out that this disciple of Yanhuazong was sick?

Don't you know him?

After that, without any hesitation, the long sword in his hand turned and stabbed directly at Lin Fan's chest.

"I'm Nima." Lin Fan directly raised the nine-ring sword and slashed at the opponent.

Clang!

Sparks flicker.

Liu Zhenhao was shocked, the huge power made him a little unable to bear it.

He found that the person in front of him was completely incompetent and wanted to leave the battlefield again.

How could Lin Fan give the other party this chance, he raised the nine-ringed sword and slashed towards Liu Zhenhao, cursing in his mouth.

"I told you to run, and even stabbed my junior brother to death, I think you are tired of living."

One after another, Liu Zhenhao's pressure increased sharply, and the huge force transmitted from his arm made him a little unable to hold it.

Damn, he didn't expect that he would meet a master of Yan Huazong. In his opinion, the disciple of the enemy sect in front of him has at least the sixth level of Body Tempering, and his strength is much stronger than himself.

Just when Lin Fan was about to hack this guy to death, a few long swords suddenly attacked from the darkness, directly piercing Lin Fan's body.

"My sister." Lin Fan frowned and lay directly on the ground.

Liu Zhenhao breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you for your help."

"Stop talking nonsense, and quickly kill these Yanhua Sect disciples."

"Yes." Liu Zhenhao didn't say much nonsense, and went directly to kill elsewhere.

There are many experts in the Yanhua Sect, but there are many more experts in their Rizhao Sect.

Penance value +10

Ten seconds later.

Lin Fan lay on the ground, shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and stood up directly.

Damn, it was hacked to death.

Originally at this time, he could lie on the ground as a corpse, and then escape instantly when he got the opportunity.

But he didn't, because he promised the dead junior brother that he would definitely avenge him, so he must avenge him.

"Shit, where did you go?" Lin Fan observed left and right, and when he saw the disciple of the Rizhao Sect not far away, he picked up the nine-ring sword and killed it.

Liu Zhenhao's killing is very cool now, and all the disciples of the Yanhua Sect he met were harvested by him with one sword.

Among the sects, as a genius of the outer sect, he should have been swept in the rear, but he likes to hone his strength in the killing, so he will appear on the front line of the battlefield.

Moreover, his uncle, who is also an elder in the sect, belongs to the middle class and does not need to go to the battlefield.

But he refused. As a future powerhouse, how could he be timid.

Suddenly, his cold hair rose, he turned around abruptly, and raised his long sword to a fierce one.

Huge force, pressing wrist numb.

When he saw the other party, he couldn't believe it.

"Why is it you again, aren't you already dead?" Liu Zhenhao didn't expect to encounter this guy again, and he felt that this guy was looking for him on purpose.

"Death your sister, you dare to assassinate my junior brother. I don't want to hack you to death." Lin Fan didn't practice any other moves, he just opened up and swung the nine-ring sword to slash Liu Zhenhao.

After a few rounds, Liu Zhenhao was sweating profusely, and the pressure the opponent put on him was too great.

"You're sick, so many people, why do you have to find me?" Liu Zhenhao was about to collapse. There were so many enemies on the battlefield, how could he find himself again and again.

"Give me death." Lin Fan slashed with a knife, and the physical enhancement of "Proud Bone Refinement Art" exploded at this moment, his arms suddenly increased sharply, his veins were twisted, and he was extremely ferocious. Cut off, leaving a bloodstain on his body.

Blood spurted violently.

Liu Zhenhao had a look of horror on his face. He didn't expect that he would die here, but he was a genius in his uncle's mouth.

In less than a year of training, he has already reached the sixth level of body quenching. With such a terrifying speed, who can compete with himself.

If he hadn't been separated from his uncle for many years, if he had cultivated since childhood, then he might have become a powerhouse in the Earth Astral Realm.

He is not satisfied.

At this moment, he roared with a ferocious face, "Remember me, I'm not a nameless person, remember my name, someone will avenge me, my name is..."

"Call your sister, and watch me cut you into pieces." Lin Fan didn't care who he was, he chopped Liu Zhenhao to death with one knife.

Blood spurted out from the wound.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, "Junior brother, it's safe now, I've avenged you, and I can get out of here, I'll never break my promise."

Points +60.

In this melee, Liu Zhenhao, a genius of a generation, was beheaded here by Lin Fan, the old driver of the soaring overlord.

Not even growing up.

It is also sad.