Chapter 113 (2/2)

Lin Fan appeared in front of Zhao Xian and swung his sword, but that was a feint, Lin Fan planted his feet on the ground to gain explosive momentum, and he suddenly appeared behind Zhao Xian and swung his sword toward Zhao Xian’s neck.

Everything happened so quickly.

He knew that Zhao Xian wore gold silk armor, but there should be no problem if he aimed for Zhao Xian’s head.

But he didn’t expect it.

Right before Lin Fan’s sword reached Zhao Xian’s head, Zhao Xian’s body suddenly shone, blocking Lin Fan’s attack.

“Damn it.” Lin Fan cursed. He didn’t expect that the golden silk armor will be a hindrance.

He quickly backed away in response.

But Zhao Xian managed to cut Lin Fan with his sword, although it was pretty shallow.

Lin Fan looked down. A shallow wound was cut through his chest, thanks to his ability, his body didn’t cut in half.

“Hahaha, how about it, do you think you can kill me?” Zhao Xian pretended to be very calm, but he was panicked deep inside.

Lin Fan was too strong.

If it was not Zhao Xian’s brother lent him those magic artifacts, he would die for sure.

The Golden Armor blocked Lin Fan’s attack, but Lin Fan’s magic weapon was quite powerful, so it wasn’t like Zhao Xian didn’t receive any damage.

A long sword surrounded Zhao Xian, it evaporated into smoke and solidified into sword shortly after.

Xi Xi looked at the long sword near Zhao Xian and said, “Flying Smoke Spirit Sword, that spirit weapon belongs to Ye Zhentian. Ye Zhentian must’ve lent it to him. This is no longer a fair duel!”

“Sister, there is no fair or such in this duel, I knew I shouldn’t let our younger brother duel him.” Yang Gang clenched his fist.

Lin Fan’s wounded chest recovered instantly.

“Great, it’s the first time I see the spirit weapon that really packed quite a punch.” Lin Fan smiled, and at that time, he still laughed, which made many disciples a bit confused.

Normally anyone would’ve scared the moment they saw a spirit weapon.

They did not expect that Ye Zhentian even lent his spirit weapon to Zhao Xian.

“Huh, I wonder how long you can keep that bravado of yours, I will make you regret it. How will you deal with this flying smoke spirit sword?”

Zhao Xian was so confident that he never thought he would lose, although his cultivation is unable to draw out the true power of the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword, he thought it was enough to deal with Lin Fan.

“To tell you the truth, I’ve been playing around since the beginning, but it’s getting boring, so just die already.”

Zhao Xian looked at Lin Fan as if he was looking at an ant.

He rushed toward Lin Fan at an incredible speed.

Lin Fan held the Streamer Sword and waited for his opportunity.

Snapped!

When the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword was about to reach Lin Fan, it vaporated again, of smoke spread around, slowly blocking Lin Fan’s sight.

Suddenly.

In the thick smoke, a sword suddenly headed straight toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan evaded it.

“Breaking Sound Magic Sword.”

Lin Fan disappeared instantly.

The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword seemed to have seen through Lin Fan’s camouflage, and it flew toward a place with no one was seen there.