Chapter 772: Sect Master Situ Has Disappointed Me

Lin Fengmian stared at the handsome Situ Yan, and clearly felt the powerful aura of the middle stage of Mahayana on him, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

We are in the same realm, and I am not afraid of anyone!

"It is me, who are you?"

In fact, on the way here, Luo Xue had already introduced Situ Yan, the leader of Huangquan Sword Sect, to Lin Fengmian in detail.

This man is a well-known sword genius. He has entered the realm of great perfection of Dongxu when he was more than 400 years old, and he is extremely proud.

However, due to the lack of a noble position, he has not been able to enter the realm of saints for a long time, and has wasted more than a hundred years.

After all, he is not as crazy as Lin Fengmian and the others, and dares to kill a powerful sword saint with the Dongxu realm.

In the end, Situ Yan was forced to choose to kill a sword saint more than a hundred years ago, so as to enter the sainthood with the sword.

Although he entered the Dao with the sword, his arrogance did not diminish at all. He still used the sword as a weapon, and believed that he was not inferior to anyone in the world.

Situ Yan's mouth drew a faint arc, and he said coldly: "I am the leader of Huangquan Sect, Situ Yan!"

Lin Fengmian did not stop, and smiled indifferently: "Does the leader Situ want to stop me?"

Situ Yan responded calmly: "This leader does not want to be an enemy of the Holy Lord, but in a few days it will be the day of this leader's wedding, and the sect really has no time to take care of the Gods and Demons Ancient Site."

"Why don't you stay and have a glass of wine? After this leader's wedding, I will personally send you to the Gods and Demons Ancient Site."

How could Lin Fengmian agree? It is forbidden to enter the Gods and Demons Ancient Site during the wedding. One of them is a big problem.

"What if I don't agree?"

Situ Yan sighed and slowly drew out the long sword in his hand.

His movements were elegant and chic, and even the angle of the sunlight shining on his face seemed to have been carefully designed, perfectly showing his edges and corners, as if he was a high god.

"Then this sect master has no choice but to stop him. Saint Lord, rest assured, the food in my Huangquan Prison is not bad!"

Lin Fengmian's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this, and he said in a deep voice: "Luo Xue, this guy is a strong enemy!"

Luo Xue was surprised and said: "Why?"

Didn't this guy still look down on Situ Yan on the way here, saying that he was not his opponent?

Why did he suddenly change his mind?

Lin Fengmian said in a deep voice: "Because this is the first time I have seen a guy who is so skilled in pretending."

"This time it is not only a battle of victory and defeat, but also a battle of the king of forcing. There will always be someone who will fall from the altar!"

He said with certainty: "But that person must not be me!"

Luo Xue was speechless when she heard this and said: "Are you bored?"

"Hey, you don't understand!"

Lin Fengmian strode forward, and the sharp sword intent rushed straight towards Situ Yan, his eyes as cold as a sharp blade.

"I hope that the strength of the Situ clan leader can match your arrogance!"

Situ Yan smiled calmly and said, "I won't let the Saint King down!"

He dragged the long sword in his hand and walked slowly forward. The tip of the sword rubbed against the ground and produced a series of sparks, and the domain expanded rapidly.

A golden fairy palace and kingdom of gods descended, and the golden and dazzling immortals stood tall in the divine light, dazzling.

Situ Yan said proudly: "Draw your sword! Otherwise you will have no chance!"

Lin Fengmian watched him drag the long sword and come out at a 45-degree angle, and a feeling of meeting a worthy opponent surged in his heart.

It was the first time he saw a guy who was more pretentious than himself, and he smiled playfully and said, "No need!"

In terms of pretense, you are not my opponent!

Because I have the strength as a basis, do you have it?

Situ Yan's face was a little gloomy, and he said coldly: "Since the Saint King is looking for death, don't blame me."

He believed that even if he became a saint with a sword, his understanding of the sword was not inferior to anyone else!

Lin Fengmian smiled evilly and said, "Even the Supreme doesn't dare to talk to me like this, who do you think you are?"

The black evil god domain under his feet spread rapidly like a rolling black cloud, covering half of the mountain range in the blink of an eye.

The domains of the two people divided the entire mountain range into upper and lower layers. Above was the fairy palace with bright divine light and brilliant brilliance, and below was the dark clouds and deep and terrifying demonic energy.

The two people confronted each other, and the sharp sword energy collided. One after another, small sword energy slashed fiercely on the stone steps.

The gorgeous red spider lily was cut down in an instant, and the remaining flowers were like colorful snowflakes flying, beautiful and magnificent.

The onlookers couldn't help but talk about it, and the disciples of Huangquan Sword Sect were even more sweating.

"This is a battle between the old and new prodigies. I don't know who will win!"

"It's hard to say. If it were anywhere else, I'd favor Ye Xuefeng, but this is the Huangquan Sword Sect!"

"And Situ Yan occupies the high ground, and his sword power has been accumulated for a long time. Once he makes a move, it will be unstoppable like an avalanche."

"Have you noticed that Ye Xuefeng's domain seems to have not changed much from ten years ago. It's a bit shaky!"

Someone gloated: "The successors are weak. After all, cultivation in the field is very time-consuming and resource-intensive."

"But isn't it said that this kid robbed the treasury of Yueying Imperial City and even the harem of Yueying Saint Emperor? How can he be poor?"

"Who knows, maybe it's the empress who supported him?"

"Stop talking, let's do it!"

Everyone around couldn't help holding their breath, not daring to breathe, for fear of missing any moment of this amazing battle.

Lin Fengmian and the other person were getting closer and closer, and no one took the initiative to attack, and they all wanted to force the other to attack first.

This is a battle of dignity and prestige!

But Lin Fengmian took the initiative at this moment because he was moving up continuously.

If Situ Yan didn't make a move, he would reach the top, and Situ Yan's long-accumulated sword energy would dissipate.

Situ Yan's handsome face turned pale and blue, and finally Situ Yan was forced to draw his sword.

He instantly turned into a golden armored god of more than 90 feet, looking down from above, and slashed with all his might.

"Take my sword!"

Lin Fengmian sneered, stepped down fiercely, and the four-headed and eight-armed Eight Desolate Evil God suddenly appeared in the black fog.

Roaring like thunder, the eight arms bulged high, the sword wings behind him waved, like an angry Vajra, and punched away fiercely.

Seeing that he really didn't use any weapons, Situ Yan was furious from his heart, and the giant sword transformed from the long sword in his hand slashed down fiercely with the mighty posture of splitting Huashan.

The front of the Eight Desolate Evil God changed to a ghost head, smiled grimly, the dim light in his eyes was dazzling, and he stretched out his hand suddenly.

Evil eyes, imperial power!

Situ Yan suddenly found that the long sword in his hand was out of control. The next second, a pair of arms suddenly clamped the long sword, and then four arms hit him heavily on his lower abdomen.

The last two hands of the Eight Desolate Evil God took advantage of his loss of mind and directly snatched the long sword in his hand, which was already trembling, and turned around to slash with the sword.

Sky-splitting slash!

The golden armor god was beheaded by a sword, and the Eight Desolate Evil God flapped his sword wings and turned into a stream of light and rushed to the Yellow Spring Road.

The huge Eight Desolate Evil God stood in front of the Ghost Gate, like an evil ghost from hell, roared violently, and smashed down with eight arms.

The tightly closed huge stone door was smashed open by his hammer, and the broken stones flew everywhere, and the eerie ghost energy surged out from it, as if opening the boundless ghost domain.

This shocking scene stunned everyone present.

What kind of monster is this guy!

The black fog rolled, and Lin Fengmian turned into a human again, holding Situ Yan's long sword in his hand, standing in front of the Ghost Gate, and turned around to look at the stone steps.

Lin Fengmian looked like a lonely master, looked up to the sky and drank a mouthful of fake wine, arrogant and unruly.

"Master Situ, you disappoint me!"

Situ Yan's Dharma image was damaged, and he shouted angrily and rushed towards the Ghost Gate.

The two exchanged positions at this moment, and Lin Fengmian looked down and smiled indifferently.

"Master Situ, do you want this sword? Return it to you!"

A sword decides the outcome!

The long sword turned into a stream of light, carrying violent thunder, and flew towards Situ Yan.

Situ Yan staggered a few steps due to this sword, and the five elders of Huangquan behind him hurriedly supported him.

"Master, are you okay?"

Situ Yan wiped the corner of his mouth, his face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't believe that he was defeated so quickly.

The onlookers around were even more shocked, exclaiming one after another, and discussing.

"Is the difference between the Sword Saint and the Sword Saint so big?"

"How could it be? It's them who are the biggest difference, not the Sword Saint and the Sword Saint."

"What kind of strength is Ye Xuefeng? Isn't this too scary?"

Listening to these exclamations and compliments, Lin Fengmian suddenly felt that the fake wine in the gourd was like fairy wine, and he felt dizzy.

Wine doesn't make people drunk, but people make themselves drunk!

He kept walking towards the gate of hell, feeling the divine thoughts lingering around him, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Old Sect Master Situ, don't look at me. If you don't come out, I'll go in. Old Sect Master, are you going to come out and fight me?"