The humble villain

How is this possible? I definitely used 100% of my strength in that attack just now.

“Come again!!!!!”

The star-like eyes were completely replaced by scarlet red at this moment. Flames that were red to black rose up from his body.

The jet-black hair like a waterfall moved without wind, coupled with the strange face and blood all over the body.

At this moment, Lin Fan seemed to have turned into a demon from hell.

As a sharp sound rang out, Lin Fan, holding a knife in one hand, attacked Feng Lao like a ghost.

The speed was so fast that even the strong men on the battlefield could only see a dark afterimage.

“Ding ding ding~~~~~~~~”

There was a constant sound of collision with weapons.

In just a short moment, the two dazzling streams of light fought fiercely in the air for dozens of rounds.

Although the two were extremely fast, it was still possible to tell from their breath that Lin Fan was being beaten back time and time again.

But the most bizarre thing was that Lin Fan was clearly seriously injured at this time.

But he was like a war machine that knew no pain, and he attacked Feng Lao madly.

“Hahaha~~~~~~~”

Hearing the sharp laughter beside their ears, all the warriors frowned.

How can this be?

When you are injured, your strength will naturally decrease. This law cannot be changed by willpower.

Lin Fan's current state was really weird. Not only had his strength increased significantly, but he also seemed to have lost his sense of pain.

What kind of secret method is this?

Contrary to the doubts of other warriors, he is now inside the barrier.

Elder Song stared at Lin Fan intently, his amber eyes filled with crystal tears at this moment.

The old body couldn't stop shaking wildly with excitement.

"Die'er?"

"Lin Fan really didn't lie to me, is Die'er back?

"I am the master!"

Before the voice fell, a hoarse roar came from Elder Song's mouth.

"Die'er, be careful!!!!"

Almost at the same time as Elder Song's voice sounded, an excited roar rang in Elder Feng's ears.

"Daoyou, I will help you kill this thief."

Then a long spear, like a dark green dragon, pierced Lin Fan's chest.

Lin Fan just glanced at the person who came over coldly, and raised the hidden blade in his hand slightly. Two pieces of flesh and blood fell off instantly.

"snort!!!!!"

"Out of control."

This taunt did not come from Lin Fan, but from Old Feng.

Lin Fan was too strange at this moment. Even he had to be careful to deal with him. He was simply not something these warriors who had just entered the sixth level of the spiritual realm could contend with.

Although Master Feng knew the situation clearly, he did not speak to dissuade them.

Having lived for so many years, he knew too well the greed of the people. In the face of such huge benefits, even if he spoke, no one would believe him.

You might even think he wants to take all the credit.

Of course, this was just a minor incident. After a brief pause, the two of them fought again.

During this period, some warriors broke through the defense and approached the battlefield. However, as soon as they approached, they were blasted to pieces by the aftermath of the two people's attack.

For a moment, everyone moved away, and no one dared to approach the battlefield between the two.

As Elder Feng repelled Lin Fan once again, Lin Fan's body instantly spun in mid-air.

His left hand gently brushed across the blade, and a sharp sound instantly rang out.

"Awaken!"

"I cover the four seas and pacify the five regions. I hate that the sky has no handle and the earth has no ring. I am the best blade in the eight wastelands and I am the only one who respects the sword."

??????????

What kind of bullshit name is this? Isn’t it too narcissistic?

Even though Old Feng was indifferent, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard the name of the knife.

But this was just an appetizer. What really shocked him was the scene before him.

On the originally black jade blade of the Hidden Blade, scarlet Taoist patterns suddenly lit up, like wriggling blood vessels.

It was flying in the air and then firmly rooted in Lin Fan's right arm.

Lin Fan, whose strength had originally been improved with the help of the human-faced fish, suddenly experienced another surge at this moment.

"The precious sword has spirit, and it returns its favor to its master."

At this moment, Feng Lao's pupils constricted.

A sentence came out of my mouth involuntarily.

He never expected that Lin Fan's weapon had completely broken through to the level of a spiritual weapon at this moment.

Not only that, he even awakened such a perverted attribute.

You know, there are too many spiritual weapons in the world, and the double whips in his hands are also spiritual weapons.

But ordinary spiritual weapons only have a slight awakening of spirituality. As for the abnormal property of devouring essence and blood to feed the weapon master, it is truly unprecedented.

Who is this Lin Fan? Why is he so outrageous?

No, we can’t delay any longer. This Lin Fan is too weird.

Old Feng couldn't remember how many times he had felt that Lin Fan was weird.

Thinking of this, Feng Lao's leg muscles arched high, and he suddenly took a step and rushed forward.

He waved the double whips in his hands repeatedly, and a golden storm tornado suddenly appeared, sweeping up countless flying sand and rocks, and directly attacked Lin Fan's mind.

Lin Fan did not dodge or evade the terrifying attack.

He held the knife in both hands and let it hang down to his left side, followed by a hoarse roar.

With a swing of the knife, the black and red flames instantly turned into a huge fish head, protruding from the ground.

It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its densely packed sharp teeth, and bit towards Old Feng.

After doing all this, Lin Fan seemed to have given up resistance and stood there allowing the storm tornado to attack him.

Danger, deadly danger.

A sense of approaching death suddenly rose from the bottom of Feng Lao's heart.

Looking at Lin Fan who was so close, Old Feng gritted his teeth in anger, and then his whole body flipped in the air.

With a swipe of his double whips, he sent the storm tornado towards the fish's head.

"Boom~~~~~~~"

Following a burst of explosions, the black and red flaming fish head instantly broke through the storm tornado and crashed towards Old Feng.

Old Feng quickly crossed his whips and held them tightly against his chest.

“Pfft~~~~~”

Almost at the same time, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he flew backwards in an instant.

Just as his figure had not yet stood firm, two scarlet beams of light suddenly shot out from Lin Fan's eyes.

“Ding~~~~~~~~~~”

In panic, Old Feng whipped his whip to disperse one beam of light, and another beam of light instantly pierced his chest.

Until it sank into the earth behind it.

"Hiss~~~~~~~"

At this moment, countless inhalation sounds were heard simultaneously.

injured?

Everyone saw clearly how powerful Master Feng was.

As terrifying as he was, a powerful warrior at the half-step supernatural power realm, was actually injured repeatedly by Lin Fan in head-on confrontations.

How powerful is Lin Fan's true strength? The thought of killing this man and taking the bounty makes him wonder.

Everyone just felt cold sweat on their backs.

Madman! Look at you, Lin Fan is a madman.

I haven't lived enough after all these years! You are so young, but you always want to fight for your life. Is there something wrong with you?

Why is this world so despised by you?

Feeling the blood constantly flowing out of his chest, Old Feng looked at Lin Fan with an indescribably solemn gaze at this moment.