Chapter 274 (1/2)
”You, old bastard, is nasty enough to know how to squat me at my most important moment. I'm not surprised since your cultivation is indeed higher than me. It is indeed difficult for me to spot you when you are hiding.”
”But… I'm curious to know. How did you tell that now is my most important moment?”
Lin Fan knew that war was inevitable. If he could kill the opponent, he might be able to gain something good.
The old man laughed, ”Interesting. Now, you are undergoing three disasters, and this is the last one. The wind disaster is quite difficult. Although you are strong, it is because of your strength that the wind disaster can actually kill you.”
”Hand over the remnant leaf of the elixir, and I can guarantee that I won't disturb you from overcoming the wind disaster. However, if you disagree, then I can only let you die in this wind disaster.”
For the old man, was there any other way to describe the situation today?
This kid was at his mercy. There wasn't even any room for resistance.
He was a little proud of himself.
Ginger was still sharp and spicy. When this kid first came out of the Greatest Martial Sect, he wasn't sure about killing him in case someone intercepted him halfway, so he followed him all the way.
Unexpectedly, the heavens helped.
This kid was too young to overcome the three disasters in broad daylight. He was simply crazy.
If he didn't seize this opportunity properly, he would have to hang around a little while.
”You, evil people, talk like a fart. I believe you are damned. You're obviously an immortal who has never been pursued in your life. It should have been above ten thousand people like you, who willingly be someone else's dog.”
”If I were you, I'd just run straight headfirst into the wall.” Lin Fan knew the charm of words and killing people.
However, he underestimated the opponent.
”Kid, don't say those useless words. Provoking schemes was a leftover from this old man's play.” The old man looked very stern, ”Hand over the remnant leaf of the elixir.”
Lin Fan smiled, ”Wind Demon, why is there a need for such hypocrisy? Although you are a strong True Stage cultivator and is considered an old senior, I see you through to the end. Isn't it that the Heavenly Corpse Old Demon provides the mystic art you practice. Your life and death are contacted with him, and he can control it.”
”If it weren't for that reason, I think you would be on your own.”
The opponent's remarks sharply expressed what was in his heart.
‘I wanted to go against the world. I wanted to be free, I…'
Wind Demon's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. The opponent had said what he was thinking. Could it be that it was visible?
That was definitely an impossibility.
Lin Fan took out the Highest Spirit Rune, infused it with qi, and then threw it into the air.
The rune swayed away and merged into the wind disaster tornado, buzzing. A light blossomed, and the wind disaster tornado instantly disintegrated.
The terrifying wind disaster ended.
”Hey, I wanted to experience the feeling of the wind blowing onto my body. I didn't expect you to appear and interrupt my thoughts. So, I couldn't continue.” Lin Fan sighed long.
With a move of his palm, the Highest Spirit Rune returned.
”How is that possible?”
As he thought of the scene when he once crossed the three disasters, the Wind Demon was shocked and dumbfounded.
He knew how terrifying the wind disaster was. He didn't expect the opponent could defuse it so easily.
He was suffering many hardships.
The opening of the skin was a trivial matter, and his spirit was almost blown away.
”There's nothing impossible. I'm just playing around with the three disasters, and you come to my door. So I'll have a good fight with you and see how well you, the True Stage Old Thief, are cultivated. I want to see if you're really that powerful.”
The only thing that could make him care was probably the Achievement Immortal Tribulation.
Lin Fan was filled with battle intent. He was incomparably confident even when there was a big stage difference between them.
Ordinary people couldn't even imagine thinking about it and called it outright impossible. However, he had a powerful mystic art; how could he feared this.
It was just that he was gradually discovering that the downside of provoking too many enemies was that they were always after him. If he weren't careful, the opponent would pop out.
”YELLOW SPRING HELL!”
Lin Fan's qi boiled and exerted his mystic art. The surrounding world turned upside down, and hell visions surfaced, as he used his strong qi to visualize it.
A hell fury wind was blowing.
The Wind Demon was in Hell. He was shocked by sight before him. To be able to cultivate this mystic art to such a state was terrifying, to say the least.
Lin Fan grasped toward Hell, condensing Hell Origin. For a moment, a God Spear was floating in the surrounding world, its tip emitting a cold, black light.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The spear hurriedly stabbed towards the Wind Demon.
Lin Fan even displayed his Ancestral Dragon's Body. With five fingers, the Ancestral Dragon Giant Claw shook the world. It grasped the Wind Demon in his palm and completely obliterated it.
”Damn, this kid is unexpectedly powerful.”
The Wind Demon's expression didn't change. His body enveloped in demonic light, crushing the God Spear.
At the same time, one finger pointed out, the black light of his fingertips dazzling. With a thud, his fingertips collided with the Ancestral Dragon's Giant Claw.
Boom!
The terrifying aftershocks spread.
The Wind Demon's head of white hair vibrated, only to see each white hair contain qi.
The endless growth penetrated the void, breaking through another void, turning into a sharp blade stabbing towards Lin Fan's back.
Lin Fan's body shook. The dragon's roar resounded through the world, and an Ancestral Dragon Shadow emerged behind him.
A long white hair condensed into a sharp blade bombarded the shadow with a tinkling sound.
”You, old bastard, is sinister enough. Are you that fond of sneak attacks with such a despicable method?”
The surrounding monstrous demonic qi condensed. The Demon Anguish Mystic Art could condense the demonic qi of the world and form a killing technique. The killing power was the strongest, and it could kill in one strike.
”This is ridiculous. A disciple of the great sect of immortal is cultivating the demon mystic art. How long have you been cultivating?”
The Wind Demon's expression changed in shock. He found that the opponent's absorbing demonic qi speed was too fast, that a terrifying killing force enveloped the world.
Lin Fan struck with his palm. The killing power condensed in his palm. The void was shattered, and the world was torn apart by this unparalleled strike.
Boom!
The unparalleled strike hit the Wind Demon. However, instead of injuring him, he took it hard with his ultimate power. Their bodies solidified in the firmament, where time had frozen.
For a moment.
With the two of them at the center, a storm of power swept out.