Chapter 603 I Am Here to Be the Calamity

A dazzling white lightning sword, with a mighty sword intent and the power of destroying the void, pierced through An Lin's body.

This was the only way An Lin could think of to keep Liu Qianhuan alive.

Before, a lightning tribulation fell on him unexpectedly, and then he absorbed and shattered it.

So this time, he could do the same thing and transfer the target of the lightning tribulation to himself.

Obviously, he succeeded. The white lightning sword successfully pierced through his body. The destructive force blew An Lin's chest black, and he vomited blood.

"An Lin!" Liu Qianhuan's cry came.

She moved her body and wanted to get closer to An Lin, but unexpectedly, a majestic power of heaven and earth suddenly descended.

Liu Qianhuan only felt that the supreme power was backfiring her body, and her body was instantly severely injured, and she also vomited blood.

"Don't worry about me! I'm fine!" An Lin took a deep breath. The power of the God of War had already been fully activated. The vast and powerful body kept resisting and digesting this terrifying lightning sword.

At the same time, a force of extreme yang, purity, and supreme sword intent began to slowly flow into An Lin's sea of ​​qi because it was suppressed by the body of the God of War.

Riding on a whale, An Qilin looked up at the sky and saw white thunder covering the sky above his sea of ​​qi. The sword intent was so powerful that even the White Flame Vermillion Bird was scared away from everything.

But he fearlessly leaped into the sky, opened his mouth excitedly, and pounced on the endless white thunder in his sea of ​​qi.

"Hung, hung, hung..."

In An Lin's sea of ​​qi, An Qilin devoured the power of the white thunder sword to his heart's content.

At the same time, the huge thunder sword inserted into An Lin's chest began to slowly shrink, and its power became less and less. Finally, it could not hold on and began to disintegrate into countless white thunders, wrapping An Lin's whole body.

Bai Zhong, Kong Mohan, Liu Qianhuan, and thousands of students were all stunned.

Even the Emperor of Heaven swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

They actually saw a happy expression on An Lin's face!

Yes, except for the pain when An Lin was stabbed, when he recovered and absorbed the power of the thunder, he began to squint his eyes.

His body trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he actually showed a happy smile.

"Is An Lin enjoying it?"

"I think so. Do you laugh when it hurts?"

"I do."

"Hey, brother, you seem to have exposed something."

"An Lin is worthy of being the Sun Thunder Master. Only a tough guy like him can tease and control the thunder and gain happiness under the attack of the thunder!"

"Is it really cool to be struck by thunder? I want to try it too..."

The students looked at the man in the sky with awe and enthusiasm. That scene is probably one of the most profound memories of their campus life.

Xu Xiaolan saw this scene and looked at An Lin with a complicated expression, wondering in her heart, is he still okay with this?

The dark clouds above the sky slowly dissipated, and the bright skylight cast from above, making people suddenly enlightened.

An Lin also completely eliminated the lightning sword, and a white lightning cloak appeared on An Qilin's body. The powerful sword intent was surging around, and the little whale was so scared that he couldn't help shaking.

Hey, what the hell is a cloak?

Could it be that... a cloak is equal to clothes? !

An Lin was ecstatic when he saw this scene.

The condition for him to advance to the late stage of the spirit transformation was to give An Qilin a nice piece of clothing. A cloak can also be considered as clothes, right? ! He looked at the system impatiently, but the system was dim and did not show that the task was completed.

An Lin felt lost for a while. It seemed wrong. That didn't count.

Boom! His sea of ​​qi suddenly trembled.

Then, An Qilin gave him some kind of power feedback, which made him understand the way of thunder a little more, about the sword intent of thunder. To put it simply, it was the power of the white lightning sword, and he could use it...

Liu Qianhuan saw that An Lin was safe and sound, and smiled. Her pair of smart purple eyes regained their former spirit, looking charming and charming.

"Crack..." A crisp sound rang out.

The ancient sword shadow that enveloped her suddenly cracked.

"Puff..." A mouthful of red blood spit out from Liu Qianhuan's mouth.

An Lin's face changed, and he shouted to her: "Senior Liu, are you okay?"

Kong Mohan, who was also a top sword cultivator, saw Liu Qianhuan's condition and seemed to have thought of something. A solemn look appeared on his face: "Not good! She has less thunder tribulation, and the sword's meaning has not been polished by the thunder tribulation, so there is a lack! In other words, if her sword's one way cannot be polished to perfection during this thunder tribulation, it will be difficult for her to make any progress in the future."

Everyone's face changed when they heard this, and they looked up at the sky. The dark clouds had already dispersed, so where was the thunder tribulation!

Could it be that this tribulation was destined to be a regret?

Liu Qianhuan's face was sad and beautiful, and two tear marks were still faintly visible, which made people feel pity.

But after hearing Kong Mohan's words, she smiled, without any sign of decadence on her face, and said in a clear and cheerful voice: "It's okay, it's good enough to be able to save my life! The body of the god has been forged, and I still have more than 10,000 years of life left, what are you afraid of?"

Crack... Countless cracks appeared in the shadow of the ancient sword, and the bronze glow gradually dimmed. The once arrogant and extraordinary sword spirit was like a castle in the air, which could dissipate and collapse at any time.

When everyone saw this scene, they felt their hearts being pulled, and some people even couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

An Lin clenched his fists, his face showing dissatisfaction.

He suddenly seemed to think of something, took a deep breath, and moved his fingertips in the void again.

"Crack..."

The white lightning appeared in the void again, carrying the boundless sword intent.

This familiar feeling...

Liu Qianhuan looked at An Lin with purple eyes, and was stunned.

Not only her, but everyone turned their eyes to An Lin, with shock, doubt, and excitement.

"Are you willing to believe me?" An Lin asked.

Liu Qianhuan nodded and smiled sweetly: "Yes."

"Then let's try?"

An Lin waved his hand, and the white lightning formed a lightning sword, and the supreme sword intent burst out.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Liu Qianhuan didn't know why, but she had no doubt about the man in front of her, as if the man himself was worthy of her trust. This was a strange sense of security.

Boom! The white lightning sword stabbed at Liu Qianhuan.

Liu Qianhuan operated the heart formula, and the sword intent in his body rose again.

Boom! Amidst the lightning, the cracks in the ancient sword began to heal slowly.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they almost shouted with excitement.

It worked!

The power An Lin used this time came from Liu Qianhuan's heavenly tribulation, so using this lightning sword power itself was very compatible with Liu Qianhuan. It was unexpected but reasonable that it could play the same role as the lightning tribulation.

"But it's not enough..." An Lin pulled the lightning again, and another white lightning sword stabbed at Liu Qianhuan.

Boom boom boom... As the lightning exploded, Liu Qianhuan's sword intention began to be gradually polished and perfected.

Finally, in full view of the crowd, Liu Qianhuan's sword intention rushed straight into the sky, roaring with joy.

A sword intention that seemed to come from great transcendence and freedom once again made the ten thousand swords rejoice.

This time it was not surrender, but the power of the ten thousand swords wanting to follow Liu Qianhuan.

Liu Qianhuan moved his lotus steps lightly, and every step was in the shadow of a very small heavenly sword.

The body turned into a sword, everything became a sword, the world became a sword.

The void she stepped on could also become a sword.

Kong Mohan's body trembled slightly, and he said with great excitement: "A true peerless sword immortal is finally born!"

Liu Qianhuan stepped on the void and came to An Lin. The sharpness in her purple eyes faded, leaving only the moving autumn water.

The breeze blew, and her long hair danced, stirring the heartstrings.

"Thank you, An Lin, senior sister rewards you with a hug!" Without waiting for An Lin to speak, she smiled playfully, pretended to be frivolous, and walked over and hugged each other deeply.

An Lin only felt a burst of fragrance, and then the soft jade-like body was in his arms.

He stood there, and could still feel the woman's hot body temperature and her hands hugging his back tightly.

The man who once needed his protection can now be relied on...

Liu Qianhuan closed his eyes, savored it carefully, and finally slowly loosened his hands and stepped back a few steps.

She looked at An Lin, who was still in a daze, and smiled slightly with her head tilted.

That smile was stunning, with the aloofness of a sword fairy, and a bit more intimacy and cuteness.

She said again: "Thank you!"

An Lin came back to his senses and waved his hands repeatedly, saying: "You're welcome, it's my duty!"

Not far away, the corners of Xu Xiaolan's mouth twitched slightly.