Chapter 276 (1/2)

Lin Fan intercepted the crazy old man's last strike with his body.

If he let him hit the Wind Demon, then the Wind Demon would die, and not even a hair would remain. That was the last thing he wanted to see.

The Wind Demon thought that someone would save him. However, when he saw that face, he almost spewed out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

Buzz!

The crazy old man promptly closed his hand. The blood pool fell in the sky, a distance away from Lin Fan, but the powerful force still swept over. Fortunately, Lin Fan's flesh was strong enough to withstand it.

”Father, it's dangerous.” The crazy old man exclaimed.

Fortunately, he closed his hand. Otherwise, a blow would have landed with unimaginable consequences.

”Son, well done, father is proud of you.” Lin Fan praised.

The crazy old man was beaming as he received his father's praise. He was smiling brightly like a flower as if he was a kindergarten student who got a little saffron. He held his head high and walked everywhere with pride.

At this time, the Wind Demon was already too tired to move. The crazy old man had smashed him, and his blood was boiling.

His qi was in disarray; his arms were even more broken. His injuries were so severe that even if he, a True Stage cultivator, would be difficult to recover.

”Do you have anything you want to say to me? I'm the one who likes to give people the most opportunities and am willing to give you time to say your last words at the end of your life.” Lin Fan was in a good mood.

How many True Stage cultivators had he slain?

It was somewhat hard to remember clearly.

However, every True Stage cultivator was a treasured child.

You never knew what they could drop, but they were never disappointed.

”I was wrong.” The Wind Devil lowered his head, bowing his arrogant head under the crush of power.

He just wanted to survive. Unbattered True Stage cultivator's strike was fierce as a tiger, but it turned out that they feared death just like ordinary people when they were suppressed.

The higher a person's cultivation, the more they fear death.

This principle was the same everywhere.

Many things could be dropped; true Stage cultivators were truly terrifying.

The drop was definitely not as simple as you might think. There were plenty of mystic arts that were cultivated.

”No, you're not right. The mistake is that you shouldn't have come to me. What was the Heavenly Corpse Old Demon thinking by sending you here? Didn't you ever think that you would die horribly here?” Lin Fan said.

The Wind Demon was speechless. He muttered in his heart, ‘If it wasn't for this crazy old man. What did you think you could do to me?'

However, it had come to this. There was nothing he could do.

”Can you let me off the hook?” The Wind Demon said bluntly.

He really didn't want to die.

Lin Fan shook his head, ”No.”

The really ruthless rejection made the Wind Demon felt like his hopes of living were utterly shattered.

What the hell should he do at this point?

It was impossible to escape.

The old man who was eyeing the side of the tiger was a terrifying existence. If he made any movement, he would probably die a miserable death.

At this time, Lin Fan was thinking about something. He was thinking about how to suppress the opponent. Should the opponent be suppressed inside the Tripod of Heaven to cultivate his mystic art, or should he be directly executed?

After contemplating for a moment, he decided that it was better to behead the opponent.

It wasn't easy to be able to behead a strong True Stage cultivator. So, if he met one, he had to behead him because leaving him behind would inevitably cause problems.

Opening his five fingers to condense the God Spear, he aimed it at the Wind Demon and smiled gloomily.

The Wind Demon looked terrified, ”Don't kill me, or the sect master will never let you go.”

”If you have any request, say it. I think I will definitely satisfy you.”

”Let me go. It's not easy for me to cultivate to this point. There will be a cause and effect for you to behead a strong True Stage cultivator. If you're exterminating the darling of the world, you will not end well.”

Puff!

”There are so many words.” Lin Fan pierced the Wind Demon's mouth with a strike.

He was sick of his opponent's many words that never stopped from beginning to end.

The Wind Demon covered his throat and screamed. The feeling of a deep throat strike wasn't pleasant.

He was staring. His eyes were bloodshot, and his appearance was hideous as if he was growling. Only blood was gurgling out of his mouth, so he had no idea what he was saying.

Cursed!

Cursed!

The Wind Demon cursed Lin Fan with his life. A mysterious power descended on Lin Fan's body from the dark.

However, when it touched his flesh, the Ancestral Dragon Breath trembled and shattered the mysterious power.

Swoosh!

Lin Fan pierced the Wind Demon's head. His spirit tried to fly out, but he just knocked it back, breaking it along with his flesh.

”Go, die.”

The Wind Demon's death made him a little curious as to what could drop. He was rather looking forward to it.

Lin Fan's face was expressionless. It wasn't that the drops were bad. Although it didn't drop qi, what was dropped right now was actually really great.

Two High-Great Mystic Art to enhance his strength.

What surprised him the most was that he didn't expect the Wind Demon's formation level to be a great success.

Suddenly, there was a lot of knowledge in his mind that he once didn't have about formations.