The humble villain

On the other hand, Old Feng flew backwards like an arrow shot from a bow.

Two deep gullies instantly appeared under his feet, and his figure rolled around in the air before he stabilized his body.

Feeling the slight tremors coming from my arms.

Old Feng unconsciously cast his gaze on Lin Fan.

Little did he know that Lin Fan was also looking at him at this moment.

"Old senior, you have a very deep attainment in physical cultivation."

"Among the warriors in the sixth level of the Spirit Realm, you are currently the only one who can withstand a blow from me with your physique alone."

"Humph! You are so arrogant, kid."

"Come again."

Feng Lao is already old, and he listened to Lin Fan's words which sounded like instructions to him.

His face inevitably lost a bit of its calmness.

Before he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly grew taller, with muscles bulging high.

It seemed as if his body became three times more muscular at this moment.

The power of the eight-sided steel whip suddenly appeared at this moment, and it smashed towards Lin Fan head-on with a whistling sound.

Lin Fan looked at the scene in front of him and felt inexplicably familiar.

However, he did not care, and stroked the blade with one hand. A faint golden light suddenly appeared on his body.

Just as he was about to swing his sword to fight back, his mood inexplicably fluctuated slightly.

At this moment, Lin Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole body retreated like a stream of light.

Almost at the same time, the vitality around Feng Lao was sweeping wildly.

A huge golden shadow wearing armor suddenly appeared.

Looking closely, the shadow was wearing a ferocious beast golden armor, an apricot yellow robe embroidered with gold, a gold belt around his waist, tiger-head shoes on his feet, and holding a pair of steel whips.

If that face isn't that of Old Feng, then who else could it be?

The moment the golden armor shadow appeared, Old Feng did not hesitate at all.

The shadow was controlled to attack suddenly.

Even though Lin Fan had already sensed something and had evacuated early, the golden whip phantom above his head was still like a giant pillar, smashing down head-on.

No matter how hard Lin Fan tried, he couldn't avoid it at all.

Damn it! This old guy is actually half a step into the supernatural realm.

I was careless. I was too careless.

I actually guessed that Master Feng and Lu Yi were of similar strength. This idea was absolutely wrong.

Although Lin Fan didn't know how strong the Half-Step Divine Ability Realm was, the fact that the vital energy had almost completely transformed into true energy was simply too obvious.

Look at you, you are so shameless.

Despite being so strong, he still uses sneak attacks.

You are half a step into the realm of magical power, why didn't you say so earlier! I would have run away a long time ago, why am I still fighting?

Lin Fan was extremely angry, but the crisis was already in front of him.

He had no time to think about it.

He flipped his palm and took out a palm-sized shield from the storage ring.

He casually threw it into the sky, and the shield grew in the wind, becoming as big as a door panel in the blink of an eye.

Having done this, Lin Fan still felt unsafe.

He took out treasures one after another and then threw them into the sky as if they were free.

Look at you, you still care about money. Of course, your life is more important.

“Boom boom boom~~~~~~~~”

Several defensive secret treasures collided with the golden armor phantom. Some exploded and some were knocked away. Nothing could stop Old Feng's attack.

It’s not that the secret treasure that Elder Song gave to Lin Fan was not good enough, but that Lin Fan’s spiritual cultivation ability was really too poor.

No matter how good a treasure is, it requires sufficient strength to control it.

With his strength at the third level of the spiritual realm, how could he use chicken feathers to block it?

Block it, you must block it.

Lin Fan has already summoned warriors for help through the token.

After receiving Lin Fan's order, the warriors of the Fang family rushed over here at the risk of their lives as if they were crazy.

Although many of them hope that Lin Fan will die.

But Lin Fan must not die at this moment. The two armies were fighting in front of tens of thousands of people, and the commander was beheaded. This was undoubtedly an unimaginable blow to morale.

But if the warriors of the Fang family can think of it, how could the warriors of the Zhu family not think of it?

You wanted to rescue them, but the Zhu family warriors wouldn't let you.

For a moment, the intensity of the war between the two sides was completely ignited.

They recklessly mobilized their vital energy and rushed towards each other, and the situation on the field was reversed in an instant.

Lin Qingyang and Fei Rao, who had been beaten and were running away in fear, seemed to be energized at this moment.

Even if he was covered in blood, he had to hold back Elder Song and Wu Yi.

The only Sheep Guard left at this moment, Chen Xuanjia, was also submerged in the crowd by countless Zhu family warriors.

Listening to the sounds of fighting around me and watching the brutal war in front of me.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down Lin Fan's forehead.

Look at you, how did Ying Thirteen and Shadow Fourteen survive when Old Feng is so powerful?

Really, even after death, you still want to hurt yourself.

If it weren't for the two of them, how could I have misjudged the old guy's strength.

If Shadow Thirteen and Shadow Fourteen were still alive, they would definitely say something at this moment.

How did you survive? You still have the nerve to ask us how we survived? We paid for our lives. How can his mother survive?

Little did they know that at this moment, Old Feng was even more shocked.

There is no way to finish the fight. Lin Fan is just a foreign warrior, where did he get so many protective magic weapons? He is simply a Taoist priest.

If not for this, he would have killed Lin Fan long ago and would not have dragged it on until now.

Looking at the protective magic weapons flying all over the sky, Old Feng couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

At this moment, Lin Fan's action of throwing out the protective magic weapon suddenly paused.

It’s empty, my vitality is empty.

Damn it! The energy reserves of the third level of the spiritual realm are too small.

Everyone on the battlefield also noticed this scene, and instantly shouted excitedly:

“Hahaha~~~~~~~~~”

"Lin Fan, you little bastard, you have finally come to this day."

"Crazy! Just keep on being crazy!"

"Fellow Daoist, quickly kill Lin Fan. We will block the rest for you."

"Please, fellow Daoist, kill Lin Fan quickly."

At the same time, a voice resounded across the battlefield.

"Feng Lingyu takes action."

"If you kill Lin Fan, I will reward you with 1.2 million Yuan Stones."

"No, one and a half million."

Seeing this scene, Elder Song seemed to be crazy and wanted to break through Lin Qingyang's obstruction.

Lin Qingyang was also aroused at this moment, and he threw out four chess pieces with a wave of his hand.

At the moment the chess piece fell to the ground, the red, white, green and blue colored barriers instantly lit up, covering Elder Song and the other two.

Feeling the formation rising around him, Elder Song was furious.

It’s not that she can’t break this formation, but it takes time.

But this short period of time is enough for Lin Fan to die ten thousand times.

"Lin Qingyang, you are looking for death!"

A hoarse roar came out from Elder Song's mouth.

Then the lid of the Liantian Ding flew up instantly, accompanied by blazing flames rising into the sky, and four golden pills flew towards Elder Song around it.

This scene made Lin Qingyang's heart break.

Crazy! Elder Song was clearly ready to fight him to the death.

No, is this Lin Fan your father or your mother? Is it necessary for us to do this?

But just when Lin Qingyang was puzzled, the four pills flew back into the Liantian Cauldron.

Are you sick? Are you just trying to scare me with this?