"You think you’re worthy of wielding the Xuanyuan Sword? Coming to our Earth, killing our Earth Human Race, you deserve to die!" Lin Fan snarled softly.
His eyes, cold to the extre!
It was because of these Demon Race that hundreds of thousands of brave n on Earth had been killed or wounded.
This vengeance, Lin Fan placed entirely on Yuan Xiao’s shoulders!
He, was the mastermind behind it all!
The next second.
Lin Fan moved as well. With one foot stomping hard on the steel city wall,
his entire being instantly soared into the air, transforming into a shooting star, flying towards Yuan Xiao!
Witnessing this scene.
Yuan Xiao was first startled, then a scornful cold smirk hooked at the corner of his mouth, "Seeking death! Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant shaking a great tree! A re insect dares to compete with the bright moon? How overconfident!"
Yuan Xiao was extrely arrogant!
His tone was filled with mockery and disdain.
As the Fallen Spirit King of the Black Feather Clan, be it status or position, he towered over Lin Fan by countless streets.
In his eyes, Lin Fan was no more than an ant!
An ant dares to strike at the Divine Dragon in the Nine Heavens?
If this isn’t seeking death, then what is it!
"Buzz!"
A trendous power exploded from within Yuan Xiao’s body, like a tsunami, sweeping over everything.
"Kneel before , submit!"
Instantly.
The sounds of dragons and tigers roaring incessantly, almost like sacred mantras, as if a Buddha was chanting sutras from the Nine Heavens, compelling submission.
"Is this the power of the Fallen Spirit King?"
"Too terrifying!"
The Demon Race behind were trembling with fright.
Extrely fearful!
Many of the Demon Race secretly felt relieved.
Their faces showing fear and dread, they stared intently at Yuan Xiao’s towering figure!
Thank goodness, they did not really make a move against Yuan Xiao just now.
Otherwise, they would be in danger!
Lin Fan didn’t utter a word, for during battle, everything said is useless; the final outco would prove everything.
"Slash!"
In Lin Fan’s hand, the Xuanyuan Sword swung with a sky-defying slash.
This one sword, shook heaven and earth, sobbed ghosts and gods!
This one sword, made the world tremble, the sun and the moon lost their light!
This one sword, was on par with slaying gods, killing ghosts, and demon slaying!
"Slash..."
The might of the sword split the void, the azure sky trembled slightly, and a sound like tearing silk followed.
Then.
The arm that Yuan Xiao had swung down was bisected by this sword stroke from Lin Fan!
Blood gushed out like a violent storm, pouring down.
At first, Lin Fan’s sword stroke cut off one of Yuan Xiao’s palms!
Now, Lin Fan wielded another sword stroke, severing one of Yuan Xiao’s arms into two!
Terrifying, shocking, trembling.
"My Lord!"
Cang Yuan was startled, watching everything unbelievably from the rear.
"How is this possible! Is this kid really that powerful?" Valen was also stunned.
Since Lin Fan appeared on the scene, his face looked extrely grim.
Yet, Lin Fan never gave him a straight look, Valen thought with Yuan Xiao taking action personally, Lin Fan was surely dood.
Who could have imagined, Lin Fan would actually be able to injure Yuan Xiao?
The rest of the Demon Race were also shocked!
They thought they were dreaming, this is Yuan Xiao! The Fallen Spirit King of the Black Feather Clan, actually had his palm split by a sword from a Human Clan youth?
Even if that Human Clan youth held the Xuanyuan Sword, it was still too shocking!
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!!"
"Damn it!!!"
Yuan Xiao was also enraged, he let out a low growl, repeating the curse three tis.
To everyone’s surprise, Yuan Xiao’s severed arm instantly healed, returning to its original state.
After the old woman was split in two by the Xuanyuan Sword, she was unable to heal, which highlighted the difference between her and Yuan Xiao.
"Worthy of being the Fallen Spirit King! Even after being cleaved by the Xuanyuan Sword, he can still regenerate his flesh!"
"So powerful! It is said that the Xuanyuan Sword is very special, as if it was forged specifically to slay demons. It houses a Sword Spirit within, so once a demon is wounded by the Xuanyuan Sword, the wound is hard to heal, unless it’s a supre mber of a royal bloodline!"
"Could it be... that inside the body of the Fallen Spirit King, there exists royal bloodline?"
The Demon Race was utterly shocked.
Atop the steel fortress walls.
"Strong!"
"Too strong...!!!"
"To even injure the Demon King, Lin Zhan is indeed!" Everyone was extrely excited.
Nobody expected Lin Fan to be so formidable that he could even wound Yuan Xiao!
"Lin Fan, keep it up!"
Nolan Qingcheng watched all this, her ten fingers tightly clenched together.
"Shoot the horse before the man, capture the king before the bandit! Lin Fan, if you can kill the Fallen Spirit King, these demons will surely scatter, and the danger to Border 0 would have been lifted!" Yue Wushuang shouted loudly.
The Fallen Spirit King was the leader of this group of Demon Race and Exotic Beasts, and if Lin Fan were to kill the Fallen Spirit King, most of them would likely disperse in panic!
Monts later.
Yuan Xiao shouted loudly, "Think you can kill ? Dream on!"
At the sa ti.
Yuan Xiao’s figure swelled wildly, becoming mountainous in stature, much like the Immortal of Colossal Spirit of mythological stories!
This ti.
Yuan Xiao had learned his lesson; knowing that the Xuanyuan Sword in Lin Fan’s hands could injure him, he didn’t confront Lin Fan head-on with his physical body.
He pressed his hand down, and a terrifying air wave attacked Lin Fan!
"Bang!"
The very space seed on the verge of collapsing.
Lin Fan felt a trendous power descending from the heavens!
He stomped the air and abruptly shifted his body ten ters sideways.
Just as Lin Fan moved aside, that force ca crashing down!
"Bang!"
Beneath the ground, a terrifying handprint appeared, right where Lin Fan had just been standing.
This handprint, more than ten ters wide and seven to eight ters deep, could crush a person into a pulp if it landed on them.
In the mont of everyone’s stupefaction.
Another palm strike targeted Lin Fan.
"Bang!"
Another sudden palm strike ca out of nowhere!
Lin Fan shifted aside once again.
This ti, the palm strike fell perilously close to Lin Fan’s body, yet he still managed to dodge it, and it landed on the steel fortress wall behind him!
"Clang!"
The steel wall trembled violently, and then a deep palm imprint appeared on it!
It was also made by a direct hit from Yuan Xiao’s hand!
"Such terrifying power!!!"
"This is the steel wall! Completely cast from molten iron, yet it ca out with a palm imprint? You should know, even if we were to hack at it with weapons, we might not even scratch it!" Everyone on the steel wall was dumbfounded.
If it were average steel, most of the people here could deform it with brute force.
But this is the steel fortress wall!
It was entirely solid inside.
To deform the steel, you would have to subject the steel’s interior to compression, significantly increasing the density.
The strength would have to increase by a hundredfold, a thousandfold, or even ten thousandfold to succeed!
"My turn, isn’t it?" Lin Fan said expressionlessly, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, his voice cold.
He didn’t stall for a second; his entire being shot up like a rocket, the power from the Dragon Bone on his back also surged dramatically.
Lin Fan wasn’t prepared for a prolonged battle with Yuan Xiao!
If it was to be a fight, he aid for a one-strike kill!
Otherwise, there was no point!
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