Chapter 108: The Martial Saint Borrows a Sword
Lin Fan walked toward the snowman with his knife in hand.
The first step is just to take a leisurely stroll.
But each step is faster than the other.
Ten steps later, Lin Fan started running wildly!
Twenty steps later, Lin Fan's figure was already blurry.
A force appeared in Lin Fan, growing stronger and stronger!
Thirty steps later, Lin Fan's figure could no longer be seen at all, only a piercing light rushed towards him!
That light is as sharp as a sword and as unstoppable as a blue dragon!
The ground beneath his feet was cracking inch by inch, as if it had been chopped by countless knives, and even the air around the sword light was distorting.
This trend is unstoppable!
This is the power of the sword!
The sword has infinite power!
The human body has limits.
but.
Human will has no limits!
Lin Fan finally gained the approval of the Qinglong Sword. At this moment, the Qinglong Sword trembled in Lin Fan's hand. Lin Fan felt the response of the Qinglong Sword for the first time.
"Boy, take the knife!"
The laughter that traveled through the millennium rang out.
The edge of the Azure Dragon Sword that had been hidden for thousands of years was completely revealed at this moment!
The will hidden in the Qinglong Sword merged with Lin Fan at this moment!
The will of the Martial Saint Guan Yu!
At this moment, Lin Fan was like a green dragon, roaring towards the snowman!
Behind Lin Fan, the shadow of Martial Saint Guan Yu became more solid. He also rushed towards Lin Fan with his sword in hand.
Hold the knife and laugh!
He once rode alone for thousands of miles, and he also crossed five levels and killed six generals!
At that time, he was trying to protect the big man.
And now.
The boy he recognized, Qianli Tusueren, was to protect Daxia!
"Roar!"
The snowman, who clearly had the body of a god, saw the young man rushing toward him, his eyes were horrified, and he actually did not dare to rush forward first!
Its instinct told him only one word at this moment.
"die!"
It wasn't until Lin Fan rushed to its side that it recovered from its instinctive fear, tried hard to suppress the fear in its heart, and let out a huge roar.
"Roar!"
The thick and powerful legs exerted force instantly, and the muscles full of animalistic strength suddenly exploded, like a ferocious beast that was not afraid of death and pounced on Lin Fan!
The sharp claws clawed at Lin Fan's face!
at the same time.
Lin Fan, who had transformed into a sword, jumped up high!
"Roar!"
The Green Dragon Sword in his hand vibrated and buzzed, and the sound of the sword that should have been clear was like a dragon's roar at this moment!
Daxia’s dragon roar!
The Qinglong Sword, from top to bottom, struck hard at the rushing snowman!
One person and one beast collide with each other!
This is the collision of will and bestiality!
The decisive battle between humans and barbarians!
At this moment, Lin Fan didn't have any thoughts in his mind, only one word.
"kill!"
This will is crazier and purer than the so-called animal instinct!
Lin Fan's figure merged with the light of the sword, as if he had transformed into a green dragon.
The moment it came into contact with the snowman leader, the green dragon roared and passed through the snowman's body!
next moment.
Lin Fan's figure appeared behind the snowman and landed steadily.
The snowman stood there blankly, his eyes confused.
It had no idea what had just happened. It only saw a green dragon roaring and rushing towards it. When the green dragon was enlarged in its field of vision, the green dragon suddenly turned into a cold and dazzling sword light.
A long knife quickly enlarged in its eyes.
Daxia's knife.
A knife that travels through thousands of years.
"Crack."
A drop of blood fell to the ground.
Lin Fan's knife was bleeding.
"The so-called animal nature, the so-called instinct."
"True will can never be defeated."
Lin Fan turned to look at the snowman.
The snowman stood there in a daze. Suddenly, his confused eyes suddenly widened, his ugly face looked ferocious and frightened, as if he felt pain.
It understands what is going on.
With desperate eyes, it wanted to roar, but before it could open its mouth, the roar had already disappeared in its throat.
"Snapped."
The huge and sharp claws fell to the ground.
"boom!"
A line of blood appeared from the top of its head, all the way down.
The snowman's huge body was split in two from the top of his head, and he fell suddenly, blood spreading.
The expression of despair gradually solidified.
The air was silent.
The shadow of the Martial Saint behind Lin Fan gradually dissipated. Lin Fan suddenly turned around and looked at the shadow of the Martial Saint behind him.
"Uh-huh!"
Lin Fan suddenly bent over and clasped his fists. There was no trace of coldness on his blood-stained face anymore, only incomparable respect and gratitude.
"Boy Lin Fan, thank you Martial Saint for lending me the sword!"
Lin Fan's voice was trembling, it was awe from the bottom of his heart!
after all.
This is Wu Sheng!
Guan Yu, who is a household name in Daxia!
The name of loyalty has lasted throughout the ages.
His deeds are too many.
Wen Jiu kills Hua Xiong, beheads Yan Liang and punishes Wen Chou...
But the one that gets mentioned most often is.
In order to support the Han Dynasty, he passed five passes and killed six generals, and rode alone for thousands of miles.
There is no other reason.
Only loyal and righteous ears!
Although Guan Yu's force is strong, his loyalty far exceeds force!
And just now.
The remnant soul and strength left in his Qinglong Sword recognized Lin Fan.
He lent Lin Fan a knife!
He gave Lin Fan a sword intent that he had never had before in his previous life - a loyal sword intent!
This sword's intention is so strong that it can even hurt the divine body!
If Lin Fan said he was not grateful, that would be a lie!
Guan Yu looked at Lin Fan who was worshiping in front of him, but he said in a bad mood: "Too weak, too weak."
"You're just a bastard. With such strength, you can't be fooled."
"Back then, Guan Mou followed his eldest brother, beheaded Yan Liang and Wen Chou, passed five levels and beheaded six generals... You were too weak."
"With such strength, he is worthy of being my successor..."
Guan Yu looked arrogant.
after all.
In the legend of Daxia, although the martial sage Guan Yu was loyal, he was also very arrogant... In the end, he died of his own arrogance and lost Jingzhou and Maicheng.
Listening to the Martial Saint's scolding, Lin Fan wanted to refute, but thought about it...
It seems right.
Lin Fan was lucky enough to meet this Martial Saint in the future. This Martial Saint who had just awakened once faced the Sun God Apollo alone in order to cover the retreat of the people of Daxia!
The eighteenth-level god who possesses the power of the sun and exudes sacred golden light was almost killed by the newly awakened boss!
Guan Yu, the Eastern Martial Saint, is well-deserved!
Listening to the Martial Saint's scolding, Lin Fan was unable to refute for a moment...
"The beautiful bearded man is right." Lin Fan whispered.
As soon as the word "beautiful beard" came out, Wu Sheng, who was originally a little disdainful, was slightly stunned, with a smile on his lips, as if he heard the words he liked very much, and subconsciously stroked his long beard.
When the conversation changed, he looked at Lin Fan in front of him and nodded: "But... although you are weak, you are exactly the same as me when I vowed to fight to the death to support the big man with my brother."
"From today on, you are my successor."
"If you and I are destined to be together in the future."
"Take this knife and enter the place where I sleep, and I will give you a chance."
Lin Fan suddenly smiled and said: "Martial Saint's three swords, warm wine and one strike?"
The air is silent.
Martial Saint Guan Yu suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Lin Fan in disbelief: "You, how do you know..."
"I was fortunate enough to fight alongside you." Lin Fan sighed: "It's just a pity that at that time I... wasn't strong enough... I could only watch you..."
"I can feel the invading aura." Martial Saint Guan Yu seemed to understand something and said complicatedly: "So, after Guan wakes up in the future, facing the invading gods, he still will not be able to protect the Han Dynasty, right? …”
"Hahaha, yes, change everything!"
"A man does something he knows he can't do, but it doesn't matter if a good man dies for the sake of the world!"
"You are worthy of being my successor!"
And right now.
Guan Yu's shadow suddenly began to disappear.
"Boy," the tall figure looked down at Lin Fan, with recognition in his red phoenix eyes, as if he was entrusting a younger generation to tell him, "this residual soul of mine can't convey anything to you."
"But as my successor, Guan has two things to tell you."
"First, we must protect this great Han Dynasty!"
"Second... you must be careful, be careful, be cautious, be cautious, be cautious, be sure not to be arrogant, and never be lucky, because I once lost everything because of pride and luck, disappointed my brother, and destroyed the world of Han Dynasty... "
