Chapter 219 (1/2)

Inadvertently Invincible Chapter 219 Mother Come to The Rescue.

In the distance.

Wen Xian stood there unmoving; his golden silk robe had been stained with blood, and the blood slowly dripping down from the Flaming Immortal Sword onto the ground.

Buzz!

Although the hand that’s used to hold the sword was slightly trembling, his gaze remained locked on the mysterious figure standing in the void.

It was too strong.

This mysterious black-robed figure’s cultivation was too high; he wasn’t a match at all.

He found that the mysterious black-robed figure seemed to be playing a trick on him, even with two dao artifact in his hand, he still couldn’t defend himself.

When did such a strong man appear on the Black Demon Terrace?

Who the hell is he?

“This Flaming Immortal Sword Dao Artifact is quite good. For a Greatest Martial Sect disciple to have such a Dao Artifact, You should be well-loved and have a quite high status in the sect.”

“But now you’re going to die for me.”

The voice fell.

The mysterious black-robed figure opened his hand, and a giant palm stretched out to grab Wen Xian, he tried to move, but he couldn’t, his body had reached its limit, and he lacked qi. When he fought with such a powerful opponent, he couldn’t be careless; he condensed his qi to the peak every time he cast his mystic art.

And the consequence of this action was the lack of qi.

Then.

The palms probing from the void continued to fall. The terrifying power tore the world, the wind sweeping in, blowing Wen Xian, making him unstable, and his robes soughing.

“I’m going to die.”

He muttered in his heart, slowly raising his arm, Flaming Immortal Sword pointing at the giant palm, preparing for a final dying attack.

It’s not that he didn’t want to escape, but this was something that he couldn’t give up.

As a core disciple of the Greatest Martial Sect and a handpicked senior brother of the sect master, he couldn’t act like he was abandoning his younger brothers and sisters. Otherwise, how can he call himself a senior brother?

Suddenly, black light with terrifying power sweeping from afar and breaking through the air.

“Eh?”

The mysterious black-robed figure was surprised; his giant palm flipped over and grabbed the black light in the distance. He took a closer look and found out that the black light was a black spear.

The God Spear that condensed the Origin of Hell.

As Lin Fan’s cultivation increased, the Origin of Hell became more intense.

Its attack would be difficult to resist even for an Establish Stage cultivator.

Crack!

The giant palm grabbed the God Spear and squeezed it, even when the God Spear had sharp edges, but it’s still couldn’t damage the giant palm.

“Another ant had come, are you looking for death too?”

The mysterious black-robed figure smiled coldly, and with a squeeze of his giant palm, the God Spear shattered and dissipated into the air with a faint light.

Lin Fan knew that this mysterious black-robed figure wasn’t easy to deal with, he was indeed very powerful, and the fact that he crushed the God Spare that condensed the Origin of Hell easily, it showed that his cultivation was much higher than Lin Fan.

Lin Fan took a closer look.

He wanted to see who was the mysterious black-robed figure.

[Luo Baiying: True Stage Cultivator (Pseudo).] [Chance of Item Drop:…] [Note: Having fun with these ants.]

That’s strong!

The mysterious figure was a True Stage cultivator. Still, there was a pseudo at the back, so the strength of the original body shouldn’t be a True Stage at all.

But even if he was a pseudo, his qi was too strong, much stronger than Lin Fan, and he had 99,999 qi.

“Junior Brother Wen Xian, you don’t have to panic. Your senior brother is here to make sure you’re safe and sound.” Lin Fan didn’t care what Wen Xian thought; he would still going to take this senior brother’s name.

‘Even if you disagreed, there’s nothing you could do about it.’

Wen Xian was amazed; he didn’t expect Lin Fan would come.

“You’re not even a match for him, coming here is just a death sentence.” Wen Xian said. Of course, he wouldn’t acknowledge Lin Fan as a senior brother. He was the only one qualified to be a senior brother in the Greatest Martial Sect.

“Junior Brother Wen Xian, that’s not very nice of you to say. How can you say those words when your senior brother came to save you.”

Lin Fan’s impression of Wen Xian changed somehow.

He didn’t expect this guy to shelter his disciples away.

This kind of spirit didn’t exist on the average person.

As for the disciples who had said earlier that Ye Dong had come to help Wen Xian. He was eager to ask where the hell was that motherfucker, but there wasn’t even a shadow to be seen.

“Brother Lin, don’t be careless, I’m your senior brother. I might be able to put up with your nonsense in the sect, but outside, you still have to respect me and call me senior brother.” Wen Xian said.

Even when he was facing a strong enemy, he still had to defend his position.

The position of the senior brother.

It wasn’t something that could be easily snatched from him.

“Junior Brother Wen Xian, how can you fight over who the senior brother is in a situation like this? Just rest assured, I will definitely save you this time, and you will never disregard it.” Lin Fan said.

Wen Xian was shocked by Lin Fan’s words.

He had already been injured.

And now, he almost spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Just as Wen Xian was about to say something, he was interrupted.

Lin Fan looked calm as he stared directly at the mysterious black-robed figure, then looked at Wen Xian and said, “Junior Brother Wen Xian, just lie down, and don’t panic.”

The mysterious black-robed figure looked at Lin Fan playfully.

“You’re an interesting little immortal; you actually have such leisure to chat with your junior brother when you’re facing me.”

“I don’t know who gave you courage.”

For the mysterious black-robed figure, he had never met anyone like this before.

Didn’t he know what was going on here?

How could he still be so confident?

It was really interesting.

“He is not my senior brother; I’m the senior brother.” Wen Xian roared, just after roaring, he realized it wasn’t necessary to do that; in this situation, there was no time to fight over this thing.

Lin Fan said, “Junior Brother Wen Xian, how can you still talking about this matter in a time like this?”

“Just rest here.”