Seven Sisters Falling from Heaven

Chapter 597 More Than Three Hours

Hearing that the old man in white robe commented that Lin Fan could continue fighting for more than three hours, An Zhaihao couldn't help but said excitedly.

"Really, is it that strong?"

"I like it so much, but you don't know, I have dozens of male favorites, and their combined time is far inferior to yours!"

When An Zhaihao said this, he subconsciously glanced at Baishui Fenghao.

When Baishui Fenghao was stared at by An Zhaihao, his body visibly shrank.

Seeing Baishui Fenghao's reaction, An Zhaihao said with a cold snort.

"Hmph, useless guy."

An Zhaihao's cold snort made Baishui Jiaji break into a cold sweat, and he cursed viciously in his heart.

Chacha your horse, I do like to attack, but the target of the attack is a woman.

You are a good gun, you are so shameless.

Lin Fan cast a glance at the white-robed old man, and he spoke slowly.

"You have a good eye, but you underestimated me for three hours."

Lin Fan's voice was not loud, but there was an undeniable domineering in his tone.

As soon as Lin Fan said this, Shi Yanlong couldn't help giving a thumbs up, and he cursed in a low voice.

"I'm so stupid! As expected of a boss, even three hours was short."

"Boss, please accept my knee and teach me how to prolong the fighting time."

Gurulei on the side was already blushing, thinking that she could enjoy it for more than three hours.

Her little heart was beating wildly.

Although she didn't know what it was like to fight, her best friend had said it.

The longer the fighting time, the longer the enjoyment time will naturally be.

"It's interesting, you are quite confident."

"Looking like me when I was young, would you kneel down obediently and be Young Master An's slave, or would I catch you with my own hands and teach you what a real strong person is?"

As soon as the white-robed old man finished speaking, An Zhaihao put his hands in front of the murderer and kept rubbing them.

At the thought of enjoying hours of happiness immediately, An Zhaihao could only feel that every inch of his skin was jumping for joy.

"By you?"

"Ha ha……"

Lin Fan did not continue to speak, some things should not be explained too clearly.

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, Shi Yanlong, Gurulei, the old man in white robe and others were all stunned.

Especially Shi Yanlong, he stumbled up from the ground and said with clenched teeth.

"Mr. Lin, you... you run away quickly, I... I will stop him."

"There is... a chance to avenge me."

In Shi Yanlong's heart, he understood that he couldn't avoid the catastrophe before him.

In this case, he firmly stopped the white-robed old man, which could give Lin Fan a chance to escape.

As long as Lin Fan can escape successfully, wouldn't there be a chance to avenge him?
Before Shi Yanlong rushed towards the old man in white robe, Lin Fan put his hand on his shoulder and said.

"Leave this matter to me, he is not my opponent."

As soon as Lin Fan said these words, Shi Yanlong froze in place for an instant, his mouth opened wide, and disbelief was written all over his face.

You know, the old man in white robe is the elder of the five crows of the Xuanwu Sect, a born five-level real person.

That is a peerless powerhouse who can even be ranked number one in the Xuanwu Cult!

However, from the beginning to the end, Lin Fan never took him seriously.

He also uttered wild words, the old man in white robe in front of him was not his opponent.

What a confidence!
The old man in white robe looked at Lin Fan, and said with a playful look on his old face.

"Oh! You mean you are ready to fight with this elder?"

Although the white-robed old man didn't see through Lin Fan's true cultivation, he was the elder of the Five Crows of the Xuanwu Cult.

The old man in white robe naturally has his own self-confidence.

Before Lin Fan could speak, the old man in white robe formed seals with his hands and shouted loudly.

"I don't know whether to live or die...dead..."

Following the attack of the white-robed old man, the temperature of the entire bathhouse instantly dropped, and the surroundings were pitch black.

In the darkness, there were bursts of horrific crying.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Along with the cry, hundreds of evil ghosts appeared around Lin Fan.

Seeing hundreds of evil spirits appearing, Gu Rulei was frightened out of her wits. She held her head in her hands, her petite body trembling violently.

Shi Yanlong pointed at the old man in white robe and shouted.

"It turned out to be the most powerful witchcraft of the Xuanwu Sect, Hundred Ghosts Soul Eater, you...you are the direct disciple of Zhenjun Fuer."

Compared to Shi Yanlong and Gurulei's fright, both Bai Shui and An Zhaihao had a look of pride on their faces.

In their hearts, with the strong attack of the white-robed old man, wouldn't the three of Lin Fan let them handle it?

As soon as Shi Yanlong's words came out, the movements of the white-robed old man's hands obviously slowed down a lot, he stared fixedly at Shi Yanlong and said.

"who are you?"

"How do you know that our Xuanwu teaches so many things? You also know the Hundred Ghosts Soul Eater technique?"

Hearing the old man in white robe's inquiry, Shi Yanlong's breathing became rapid.

It's just that he quickly raised his head, laughed loudly and said, "Who am I, does it matter?"

While Shi Yanlong was speaking, Lin Fan had already made a move.

"Sword Qi vertical and horizontal..."

With a wave of Li Hook Sword in Lin Fan's hand, a sharp sword energy directly attacked the old man in white robe.

Lin Fan casually waved the sword energy, and the old man in white robe instantly felt a majestic pressure pressing towards him.

Sensing the crisis in front of him, the old man in white robe muttered to himself.

"You... are you an innate fifth-level real person?"

"No...not right? How could your sword energy be so strong? This...this is absolutely impossible for a real fifth-level innate person to display it."

While he was talking, the old man in white robe had already gathered hundreds of evil spirits in front of him.

"Hey... la..."

Wherever the sword energy went, those evil spirits were instantly killed.

The protective wall formed by hundreds of evil spirits was destroyed by Lin Fan's sword.

"Crack..."

There was a crisp impact sound, and the body of the white-robed old man was cut into two by the sword energy.

The darkness dissipated, and the old man in white robe fell to the ground, bleeding all over the floor.

"This...this...this..."

After such a scene happened, everyone present was instantly dumbfounded.

In the previous second, the mighty attack of the old man in white robe was simply terrifying.

However, Lin Fan just slashed his sword casually, not only breaking the attack of the white-robed old man, but also killing him directly.

What a horrible method.

"Dead... dead?"

"He just died like this, how is this possible?"

Baishui Fenghao was paralyzed on the ground, he muttered to himself.

Although Baishui Fenghao is not a high-ranking member of the Xuanwu Sect, he is very clear about the meaning of the five crow elders.

(End of this chapter)