Chapter 171 Guitu Sword Technique

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in my affairs..."

Ma Weihao's eyes swept coldly over the two struggling junior brothers on the ground, and then he walked slowly towards the direction of Lin Fan and his group.

He held a piece of white cloth in his hand, and was carefully wiping the face that had been washed clean of yellow mud and revealed its true appearance. His movements revealed a calmness that should not be underestimated.

"Who are you? Someone who specializes in beating beasts..." Lin Fan raised a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and he was not afraid of the so-called Mingyue Sect.

In his heart, he didn't know where this sect was or what it was, so how could he be afraid? Even if he knew, he wouldn't be afraid.

"Looking for death..."

Ma Weihao shouted angrily, his voice like thunder, shaking the four fields.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly had a dark blue spear in his hand, and the spear body was shining with a heart-pounding cold light, as if it could freeze the surrounding air, revealing a suffocating horror.

This sudden change made the surrounding air solidify.

The next moment, a long sword suddenly appeared in Lin Fan's hand. It was plain and slightly old, as if the years had left mottled marks on it.

However, this seemingly ordinary long sword was like an awakened silver dragon in Lin Fan's hand, cutting through the void, with a chilling meaning, pointing directly at Ma Weihao.

Ma Weihao was not to be outdone. The long spear in his hand was tumbling like a deep-sea dragon, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light, turning into a dark blue giant python, with its mouth wide open, fangs exposed, and with the chill of deadly venom, it suddenly bit towards Lin Fan's neck, as if it wanted to bite Lin Fan's head off directly.

Facing this surging offensive, Lin Fan's face remained calm, only a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

The long sword in his hand seemed to be given life at this moment, and suddenly burst into a dazzling light, like the first light of dawn, illuminating all the darkness around.

Then, a blazing flame rose from the long sword, which was a symbol of heat and power, burning and distorting the surrounding air.

The first move of the Suzaku sword technique slowly unfolded in his mind, like the first line of an ancient poem, sounding leisurely.

The long sword in his hand, at this moment, seemed to contain life. As it trembled gently, a crisp bird song spread out leisurely, penetrating the silence of the night.

In an instant, the long sword shone brightly, as if being pulled by an invisible force, turning into a Suzaku reborn from the fire, with gorgeous wings and blazing like fire, suddenly colliding with the giant python that was entrenched in the void and was aggressive.

"Boom——"

The sky and the earth changed color, the confrontation between the Suzaku and the python was like the collision of stars, a deafening roar broke out in the void, and the gorgeous light exploded in the night, like the most dazzling fireworks under the night sky, both beautiful and with a destructive power that should not be underestimated.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The aftermath rippled, like the echo of an ancient war drum, shaking people's minds.

The place where the two stood seemed to be gently shaken by this force, and they staggered back involuntarily, but their eyes were fixed on the light, and their hearts were shocked beyond words.

Beside the Twin Lakes, the night was deep, and the silver-like moon quietly hung on the branches, adding a touch of mystery and tranquility to this sudden battle.

The terrifying explosion bloomed in this quiet night, not only illuminating the surroundings, but also leaving an indelible mark in the hearts of every witness.

Ma Weihao's face was slightly gloomy. As a highly regarded disciple of the Mingyue Sect, he had never expected that he would be helpless against a child who suddenly appeared.

He was a true disciple admired by everyone in the sect, and his cultivation had reached the realm of supernatural powers, and he was a leader on the road of martial arts.

And the person standing opposite was just a teenager, but he exuded an unpredictable aura.

The martial arts he displayed were exquisite, and every move and style contained an indescribable charm. The fighting skills were unheard of. Not only were they amazingly powerful, but even from a visual perspective, they were far beyond the fighting skills he had learned. They were both gorgeous and practical, and breathtaking.

"Hmph..."

A contemptuous snort escaped from Ma Weihao's throat. He once again grasped the spear tightly, surging forward like a raging wave, pointing directly at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's eyes were quiet and deep, like a windless lake, without any waves.

He stared at Ma Weihao, who was galloping towards him. The long sword in his hand swayed gently, flashing with cold light, and the spiritual power on the sword body bloomed, with a yellowish-brown power gathering. The next moment, the long sword fearlessly rushed towards the spear.

In an instant, the sword blade and the spear tip collided violently, bursting out dazzling sparks, like fireworks suddenly blooming in the night sky.

Lin Fan's figure was agile, like a ghost, and he easily avoided Ma Weihao's powerful spear attack.

Then, he turned his wrist slightly, and the sword force suddenly became extremely heavy, like the power of the earth caressing, and slashed towards Ma Weihao's throat with terrifying power.

Ma Weihao's heart suddenly trembled, and he felt the threat of death was imminent.

He did not dare to be careless, and quickly turned his body to the side, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.

At the same time, the spear in his hand suddenly swept out, with a whistling wind, trying to force Lin Fan back to a safe distance.

However, Lin Fan's figure was like a ghost, and his speed was beyond ordinary people's imagination. He was at ease in Ma Weihao's fierce attack, and shuttled lightly, making every attack of Ma Weihao miss, and it was difficult to touch him.

But in the blink of an eye, Lin Fan had quietly approached Ma Weihao, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed, with a flash of cold light, pointing directly at the vital point.

Ma Weihao's pupils shrank when he saw this, and he was shocked. He tried to swing his spear to block, but he was shocked to find that his movements seemed to be bound by invisible shackles, becoming extremely heavy and slow, and he could not keep up with Lin Fan's lightning-fast attack.

"Bang..."

The long sword and the long spear clashed again in the air, stirring up a deafening roar.

Sparks scattered like stars, illuminating the world.

Ma Weihao felt the surging power in the long sword, and his figure staggered back involuntarily.

Every step he took was like a giant elephant trampling, trampling the ground under his feet into shocking deep pits.

"Returning Sword Technique..."

This is the name of the sword technique.

Lin Fan muttered to himself, the name of this sword technique seemed to be more suitable for Guitu, and somehow it was given such a name.

Lin Fan's thoughts were just a flash.

Kill him when he is weak, this is the wise saying of the predecessors.

Lin Fan swept the long sword in his hand again, bringing a series of humming sounds.

This terrifying power made Ma Weihao on the opposite side feel a little flustered.

The appearance of this sword technique made him feel that his speed slowed down the closer he got to the place.

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