Chapter 3217: Without Zidian, What Are You?

Father?

That's right, the ghost-handed old man called 'father' in the mouth of Protector Lu Long... Lu Fan is one of the four disciples of Venerable Ice, the founder of Ice Storm Sword Pavilion.

It is also the most outstanding evildoer in kendo under the seat of the former Ice Venerable.

When Xiao Yi heard the word 'Lu Fan', he actually already knew the identity of the ghost-handed old man.

At this moment, Lu Fan looked at the giant ice storm sword in Lu Long's hand and said with a sneer, "With your cultivation at the peak of the realm, and this sword, how many tricks do you think you can take from me?"

There was no more ugly expression on Lu Long's face, instead it was endless cold.

"Do your parents still remember this ice storm sword?"

Lu Fan nodded, "This sword is mine, I remember it."

"When you were 16 years old, I handed this sword to you with my own hands."

Lu Long said coldly, "But my father also gave me the Ice Storm Sword Pavilion at the same time."

"And you disappeared without a trace. For eight million years, there has been no news. I don't even know if you are alive or dead."

"I still remember what my father said when he was about to leave, holding an ice storm giant sword, he inherited the swordsmanship of the master, Bingzun, and he needed to guard it for the rest of his life."

"The meaning of the existence of the Ice Storm Sword Pavilion is the inheritance of Ice Venerable, not anything else."

"The meaning of my Lu family's existence is also the same."

The sword intent in Lu Long's hand has already burst out, "I remember these words firmly."

"But father, I forgot."

"When you become the enemy of the palace lord, you are the one who will kill me, Lu Long, and the enemy of our entire Ice Venerable lineage."

"Bingzun's bloodline?" Lu Fan heard the words and burst out laughing, "Hahahaha."

"What's the point of the Ice Venerable lineage?"

"Ice Venerable, what is it?"

"He died. When he died, he was silent, Venerable Bing, what happened to him?"

"And you.

"Lu Fan looked at Xia Yifeng and the three with cold eyes, "When did your blood relatives die, do you remember? "

"How silent was the founder of the Ice Palace when he died, and how he went from being a strong man to a generation unable to wait for death, do you know?"

In the long history of the Ice Venerable's lineage, the Ice Palace and the Ice Storm Sword Pavilion were founded by the four disciples of the Ice Venerable.

Originally, there was only the Ice Palace.

The Bing family, the Xia family, the Nangong family, and the Lu family.

Then it was rumored that the ancestors of the Lu family did not fit in with the ancestors of the three families, so they left the Ice Palace and created their own Ice Storm Sword Pavilion.

Lu Fan is the ancestor of the Lu family and the founder of Ice Storm Sword Pavilion.

"The ancestors of your three families are all dead."

"Only me, Lu Fan, is still alive and well."

"Not only did I live very well, but now I have surpassed the realm that Master Bingzun could not break through in his entire life. I have broken through."

"This is where they are inferior to me."

"Joke." Xia Yifeng said coldly, "The ancestors of the three families died when the deadline came."

"What about you? In order to pass the deadline and get a longer lifespan, you have lived a long life without being a ghost or a ghost."

"Just relying on you, is it enough to be compared with Master Bingzun?"

"Enough." Lu Fan snorted coldly and waved the ghostly old palm in his hand.

"Who told you that the three of them died at the deadline?"

"Luo Laogou? Are those hypocrites in the Eighth Palace?"

"They are like idiots, they believed in the Eighth Palace."

"Now the four of you are also four stupid donkeys and believe in the Eighth Palace."

Lu Fan's tone became more and more excited, he turned his head and opened your eyes to see clearly.

"You came to protect their ancient family, but what about their ancient family?"

"Why are they inside the guardian formation, but you are outside?"

"Why didn't they let go of the great formation and let you in? Let the four of you deal with this endless siege of evil beasts alone?"

"If it weren't for the Xu Boqing of your Bingzun lineage, the four of you are now four corpses."

bang...

A black air surged in Lu Fan's hand.

That ghost hand was instantly terrifying.

"I'm just the last time, get out of the way, otherwise, I will kill without mercy."

boom…

The ghost hand imposing manner invaded.

These auras alone have made Lu Long's sword intent dissipate, and the four guardians can't breathe well.

There seems to be a layer of corrosive aura on the body of the four guardians, and the humming is constantly heard.

tread…

Xiao Yi took a sudden step, and the moment he landed, the imposing manner of the ghost hand disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Yi stared at Lu Fan coldly, "I don't know the grievances back then."

"I don't even know what happened that year."

"But, I don't care." Xiao Yi's eyes were instantly indifferent, even hideous.

"As I said, whoever dares to stand beside Shui Ninghan again, and whoever dares to help her in the slightest, is my Xiao Yi's enemy."

"You are no exception."

He still remembered that at the end of his first trip, he met the Ghost Demon City Lord who was defeated by the sword who was still the master of Lingyan Pavilion.

At that time, he brought Guisha City Lord back to the Black Demon Hall for treatment.

But Senior Luo was so furious that he even threw the seriously injured Ghost Demon City Lord out of the door.

At that time, he asked Senior Luo why.

Senior Luo only said that the pavilion master of Lingyan Pavilion should have been killed by his disciples.

Xiao Yi still clearly remembers how angry Senior Luo was at that time, and how disappointed he was when he looked at Changtian Wine Demon and the other six people and said, "My disciple is useless".

Now, Xiao Yi is stunned.

As a friend of Venerable Bing, this disobedient disciple of Venerable Bing should be the disciple of Venerable Luo to clear the door.

boom…

The terrifying and strange aura erupted from Lu Fan again.

"It seems that this old man made a wrong decision not to kill you back then."

"Little one at the peak of the noble realm, without your sword of kendo, what qualifications do you have to be presumptuous in front of this old man."

boom…

Lu Fan's figure disappeared instantly.

A ghost hand instantly hit Xiao Yi's throat.

Chong…

A generous heavy sword appeared out of thin air in Xiao Yi's hand.

The heavy sword blocked the ghost hand.

"Without Zidian, I still have Zhan Xing." Xiao Yi's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Today, I will clear the door for Venerable Ice."

"Hongweixing, come down."

Boom... A sea of ​​scarlet stars descended instantly.

sizzle sizzle...

On the Xingxing Sword, there was a piercing sound at this moment.

Lu Fan's ghost hand is actually the sharp edge of the sword without fear, he holds it with one hand, and instead draws sparks from the blade showing the sword.

Xiao Yi felt the astonishing breath on Lu Fan's body, and squinted, "You really are the third level of Sovereign Realm."

Lu Fan grinned, "Today, there are no elites from the Eighth Palace for you to share with you."

bang...

A bang.

Xiao Yi, even with his sword, was blasted into the air.

That ghost hand was so powerful.

After all, Xiao Yi is only a peak of the Holy Venerable Realm. Without the increase of Zidian, only relying on the Star Slaying Sword and the temporary power of the stars, his strength is in the third layer of the Sovereign Realm.

But, Lu Fan is at the third level of Sovereign Realm, and his strength is above the third level.

The difference between the two is obvious.

"You guys are very annoying." Lu Fan looked at the four guardians of the Ice Palace, killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The terrifying ghost hand took the four of them and left.

Bang... With a loud noise, a flame exploded from below, blocking the ghost hand.

"Blood Brake Slash."

There was a cold drink in the air, and a huge blood-colored blade came straight from Lu Fan.

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Fifth more. (repair)