Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 65 Peak Showdown
When Li Fan appeared in the center of the battlefield, everyone in Lishan was stunned for a moment.

Li Fan?

Some of the disciples from Lishan couldn't believe their eyes. Lu Yuan had been defeated, so what was the point of Li Fan going up to him?

In the sword test in Lishan, Li Fan showed his impressive strength. The disciples of Lishan did not look down on him, but he was facing the pride of Lingxiao Pavilion, Jiang Tai'a.

The genius swordsman who made them feel despair.

What's the point of Li Fan going up, other than seeking defeat?

Gu Qingyang showed a look of surprise, which was not noticed by the disciples of Lishan, but when Lu Yuan walked down, he heard her say something to Li Fan.

Lu Yuan, does she trust Li Fan?

Leaving the mountain, could there be a miracle?

I’m afraid it’s too difficult!
Many people around even talked loudly, and Chu Zili sneered when he heard the discussions around him.

Are you still unwilling to leave the mountain?

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he walked forward and said to Jiang Tai'a, "Leave it to me."

Wang Daoxuan did not stop him this time. He also saw the despair of Lu Yuan Lishan when he was defeated, and saw that the young man walking out in front of him did not seem to be trusted.

Jiang Tai'a's battle just now was enough.

Next, just leave it to Zili.

Chu Zili walked towards Li Fan, sword intent lingering around him, accompanied by murderous thoughts. He was forced to retreat and avoid the battle just now, and he was still brooding over it.

"What are you going to do? Get out of here." Wu Tong glanced at Chu Zili and scolded Li Fan.

Li Fan turned around and looked at Wu Tong, only to see a sincere smile in his eyes. He bowed with respect and said, "Uncle Master, I want to give it a try."

After reading his master's memories, Li Fan was able to understand Wu Tong.

Perhaps, he hated the old blind man because of the death of his master. It was he who went to ask his master for help, which led to his master's sword entering the Dali Imperial City, the oil lamp going out, and his master passing away in Lishan.

The uncle must be feeling guilty about this, so he finds it hard to let it go.

When Wu Tong saw the sincerity in the boy's eyes, he was stunned and sighed silently in his heart.

Chu Zili would kill Li Fan, he could feel Chu Zili's murderous intent!
"Are you sure?" Wu Tong's voice suddenly became soft, and his eyes looking at the young man were no longer as sharp as before, but gentle, as if he was looking at his junior.

"With a sword in hand, I am fearless and unafraid!" said Li Fan.

Wu Tong was stunned and stared at Li Fan.

This sentence is so familiar.

Seeing the smile in the boy's eyes, Wu Tong knew that he had met his master.

At this moment, he was relieved.

"Go, then let them see your sword, Li Shan's sword." The old man shouted, with a smile in his eyes, as if he was relieved.

When he saw Lu Yuan and Li Fan, he knew.

Leaving the mountain, hope still remains.

Lin Zhao looked at his master, a little surprised. It was the first time he saw his master smile, not even to him.

Why did Li Fan cause such a change in Master?
"Yes, Uncle Master." Li Fan bowed again, then turned around and faced the direction of Lingxiao Pavilion.

The people who left the mountain didn't understand what happened to the two of them, but Gu Qingyang had some vague guesses.

Could it be that a miracle really happens?

The thousand-year glory of the mountain is all in one person.

When Li Fan turned around, he felt the murderous intent from Chu Zili. He saw that the other party was walking with a sword in his hand, and the sword energy was spreading, becoming stronger and stronger.

The sword in Li Fan's hand pointed diagonally at the ground, but he was calmer than ever before.

"Looking for death." Chu Zili suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Li Fan. Murderous aura swept over him, and sword energy gathered into a storm, blowing towards Li Fan. Every gust of wind carried a chilling murderous intent.

Li Fan remained calm, with his arms slightly raised.

The sword rises.

The wind blows the white clothes, the sword intent surrounds the body, and man and nature are one.

This is a kind of artistic conception. After comprehending a deeper artistic conception, many things will seem much simpler.

"Swish, swish..." Chu Zi was getting closer and closer to Li Fan, and his murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger. The sword energy storm was becoming more and more wild and raging.

hum!
Chu Zili flew up, man and sword became one, turning into a beam of light and shooting towards Li Fan. His entire body merged into the sword and became one with the sword.

The disciples of Lishan became nervous when they saw the scene. Although Chu Zili retreated at the hands of Lu Yuan, his strength was unquestionable. They knew they could not defend against such an amazing sword.

Li Fan had no defense, or rather, he had never considered defense at all.

Sword cultivator, never retreat.

He leaned forward, a terrifying sword intent emanated from him, and Jian Yi's swordsmanship appeared in his mind.

One sword, he only strikes with one sword, it’s either life or death.

The next moment, Li Fan moved with sword in hand, as powerful as thunder.

"Be careful!" Wang Daoxuan suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted.

Li Fan drew his sword, the sword light appeared, and blood splattered out.

When the sword fell, everyone heard the sound of the sword whistling.

"Pfft..."

Chu Zili's body was still rushing forward. The two passed each other and stopped where they were.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield. Under Chu Zili's feet, blood dripped down more and more, and his eyes showed confusion and disbelief, and then everything turned into fear.

"No..." He wanted to make a sound, but no sound came out. The next moment, his body fell to the ground with a thud. The moment he fell, his clothes were shredded and his body was covered with blood. It was at this moment that the sword intent burst out.

A sword.

Kill Chu Zili!
The wind seemed to be stronger at the top of Lishan Mountain. The whole Lishan Mountain was exceptionally quiet at this moment, and you could even hear your heartbeat.

Chu Zili, who made many Lishan disciples feel despair, killed and seriously injured many Lishan disciples, Li Fan only used one sword, only one sword, to kill!

This made them unable to even come to their senses. Looking at the figure in white, the disciples of Lishan felt their blood boiling.

"Zili."

Jiang Tai'a looked at Chu Zili's fallen body and wanted to step forward, but Pei Jing was one step ahead of him. After checking Chu Zili's condition, Pei Jing turned around and shook his head at Wang Daoxuan.

Wang Daoxuan's expression suddenly became gloomy and he stared at Li Fan.

Although Chu Zilie was not as good as Jiang Tai'a, he was also the most outstanding talent of the younger generation of Lingxiao Pavilion besides Jiang Tai'a, and he was a member of the Chu family. Unexpectedly, he was killed directly by Li Fan.

In the sky, several figures walked towards the battlefield. They had a terrifying aura. Gu Qingyang glanced at them and it seemed that people from the aristocratic families were also there.

Wu Tong stood beside Li Fan at some point, standing there like a sword.

"Uncle Master." Li Fan called out, and Wu Tong nodded.

"Lingxiao Pavilion, are you still asking about the sword?" Mo Yang took a step forward and faced the crowd.

When they left the mountain, some of their disciples died.

Li Shan abides by the rules of asking for the sword.

Now that Chu Zili is dead, the other side can't sit still?

"Go back."

Wang Daoxuan spoke in a cold voice, leaving no room for doubt.

Pei Jing walked back with Chu Zili's body. When he passed by Li Fan, he glanced at him. The other people who appeared also retreated to their original places.

The forces outside Lingxiao Pavilion were watching all this with interest. Unexpectedly, just when Li Shan was in despair, another young man walked out and killed Chu Zili with a sword.

It seems that the duel between the two top sword forces has not yet ended.

Jiang Tai'a walked to the opposite side of Li Fan, staring at Li Fan with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Although Zi Li is proud and paranoid, you shouldn't kill him," said Jiang Tai'a.

"So, my disciples from Lishan should be killed?" Li Fan responded.

Jiang Tai'a stared at Li Fan, and sword energy emerged.

"Lingxiao Pavilion, Jiang Tai'a."

"Leave the mountain, Li Fan."

"Please advise."

"Please advise!"

The two men spoke at the same time, sword intent flowing through their bodies.

Jiang Tai'a waved his hand, sword energy emerged, and brilliant golden divine light shone. In the sky behind him, the extremely dazzling golden sword halo appeared again, and a terrifying sword intent emerged from it.

Li Fan stood there quietly, entering a state of selflessness. Sword energy surged, and nine swords hung in the air above his body.

A golden divine light burst out from the sword ring behind Jiang Tai'a, and then a golden sword roared out and rushed straight towards Li Fan.

Almost at the same moment, a sharp sword shot out from above Li Fan's head and killed him.

"boom……"

The two swords collided in mid-air, and neither of them retreated at all. The sword intent of both of them became stronger and stronger.

The next moment, the golden swords behind Jiang Tai'a bloomed and flew out one after another, and golden trails appeared in the air, which was extremely gorgeous.

The sword in the sky behind Li Fan also roared and killed, and the sword energy raged between the two people's bodies.

"Ten thousand swords facing the master."

As soon as Jiang Tai'a's mind moved, golden divine light poured out, as if countless golden swords rushed out together, covering the sky and the sun.

However, the nine swords that Li Fan flew out were flying through the air at a terrifying speed, crisscrossing each other, causing sword shadows to appear all over the sky, like a sword cage, blocking the golden divine light in the sky outside.

"Nine Swords of Separation and Hate."

Gu Qingyang saw the magnificent scene in the sky and whispered, "At such a young age, he can display the sword art of the Nine Swords of Separation and Hate. I'm afraid there is no other disciple of Lishan who can do it."

Jiang Tai'a moved his mind, and a huge golden sword appeared in the sword halo behind him. The sword energy roared, and the terrifying golden sword rushed towards Li Fan, crushing everything.

Before, Lu Yuan was defeated by this sword.

Li Fan stepped on the ground and moved forward, with the breeze surrounding him. His body shot towards Jiang Tai'a like lightning. The disciples of Lishan felt a wave of anxiety in their hearts, and Li Fan did not intend to defend himself.

Instead, attack.

Magic power surged in Li Fan's body, and the sword energy and magic power seemed to be integrated into one. When the golden giant sword came to kill him, he dodged sideways like the wind, almost brushing past the giant sword and went straight to Jiang Tai'a's body.

Li Fan was extremely fast, with sword intent surging in his body. Seeing that the enemy was coming to kill him, Jiang Tai'a made sword gestures with his hands, and thousands of swords pointed at him. Countless golden divine lights burst out and killed Li Fan who was approaching.

A dragon roar was heard from Li Fan's body, and a golden light shone. A dragon martial spirit appeared, and a huge dragon phantom protected him. The terrifying golden divine light fell on his body, but Li Fan resisted it. He is now a top-grade master in martial arts. The blood in his body is extremely strong, and with the martial spirit protecting him, his defense is amazing.

The two bodies moved closer again, Li Fan swung his sword, and a sword light appeared in the air, cutting through the space, like a golden lightning, and slashed towards Jiang Tai'a. It was the sword that killed Chu Zilie before.

Kill with one word!

(End of this chapter)