Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 588: I am Zhang Fan

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Who is this person? Fang Xiaoan was shocked.

The burly young man jumped out of the hole he had made with a bang, still looking unharmed, and shouted: "Zhang Fan, the Orion of Baiman Mountain, is just a registered disciple of Wenjian Sect, old boy, you Who is he?"

Zhang Fan, the hunter of Baiman Mountain

This answer made everyone fall into a daze.

Orion

Is this monster a hunter

Baiman Mountain? It sounds like a little-known little place in Selangor, but how could such a monster like an ancient terrifying beast come out of such a small place? With only the power of his body, he could kill Fang Xiaoan with one strike. If such news spreads, the entire Snow State will definitely explode!

Fang Xiaoan himself was extremely shocked.

But what shocked him even more was another piece of information—

This burly young man claims to be a registered disciple of Wenjian Sect. In other words, he is also a member of Wenjian Sect. This is a bit troublesome. Damn it. Why does Wenjian Sect have such a perverted registered disciple with such strength? He was so powerful that it was terrifying. Why didn't he show up during the bloody battle between the sects

However, Fang Xiaoan was a strong man in the realm of King Wu after all, so he quickly calmed down.

He circulated his profound energy, and the injuries on both arms quickly recovered completely.

He wanted to say something more, but unfortunately Zhang Fan didn't listen to him at all. He jumped up and bounced high into the sky like a cannonball. He slashed out with his sword again. It contained an extremely simple sword intention. It was exquisite but not workmanlike, and it turned the complex into simplicity. , hiding skill rather than clumsiness, actually gave Fang Xiaoan an unavoidable thought.

"How presumptuous! This court doesn't believe it. You are so powerful that you can still suppress the profound energy of this court after hundreds of years of hard work."

Fang Xiaoan felt inexplicably furious. Being suppressed in this way by a registered disciple of Wenjian Sect was something he could not tolerate.

Then he looked with his hands, and a pair of crystal blue long swords, like crystals, appeared in his hands. The light of the swords was gurgling, and unparalleled powerful waves of profound energy erupted all over his body. Even the air around him was distorted, and his hands The swords were crossed above his head, and a huge cross appeared.

He had to use his tyrannical Xuan Qi cultivation to block this knife forcefully.

boom!

The black sword does not have a huge phantom, it actually stands on the cross.

The outcome was decided in an instant.

Fang Xiaoan screamed in surprise, opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow, his face was pale, and he was like a fly being swatted away. He plummeted towards the ground with a loud bang, directly smashing the top of a mountain below, causing rubble to roll and smoke to rise. Soaring into the sky, the beautiful blue crystal cross was completely shattered, and a pair of blue crystal long swords were broken into two pieces.

"Hahaha, old boy, you are still too far behind!"

Zhang Fan's bouncing power failed, and he fell towards the ground like a meteorite again.

The direction he fell was exactly where Fang Xiaoan fell.

The black sword in his hand was dragged behind him, and he exerted force in an instant. With the help of the falling force, he slashed out again. The air rubbed against the blade, creating a string of dazzling sparks. In the end, the entire blade was streaked with red, like a burning flame. !

Whoosh!

A figure immediately flew up from the rubble, turned into a stream of light in an instant, and fled towards the distance without looking back.

Fang Xiaoan escaped!

boom!

Zhang Fan stood on the hill with a sword, and the huge sound was like the thunder of creation.

Smoke and dust rose into the sky, like a huge gray mushroom cloud. When the dust settled, there was a sudden sound of cracking rocks, and then the entire rocky hill of more than fifty meters high was seen with countless small cracks. The tight gap finally turned into a bullet of sand!

Zhang Fan exerted his strength and jumped out of the sand.

"Run away now? Are you afraid of death!" He slowly put away his sword.

His profound energy cultivation level is too low. His tyrannical physical power can make him invincible in frontal battles, but he does not have the ability to chase and kill. If an innate strong man flies in the air, it will be too difficult for Zhang Fan to catch up. Difficult.

As his training became more and more advanced, Zhang Fan was like a volcano that had been brewing for thousands of years. In front of Ding Hao and other acquaintances, he was still honest and a bit dull, but when facing the enemy, especially when he held the sword, he immediately became like a volcano. It was as if he had changed into a different person, with infinite fighting spirit in his heart, and he suddenly became as brave as a burning flame.

Kind of like a dual personality.

At this time, the thousands of people watching the battle were completely stunned.

Including the leader Yin Zuimo, no one could believe what they saw.

Fang Xiaoan, the dignified dean of Qingping Academy, and now the controller of the largest force in Snow State, was actually beaten and fled by a registered disciple of Wenjian Sect, like a lost dog.

It's unbelievable.

You must know that a person like Fang Xiaoan, burdened by his reputation, would not run away at all if he had not encountered a formidable opponent who was too powerful to defeat. At least he would have done enough on the scene to leave a few cruel words. , after all, people with status and status like them cherish feathers very much.

But today I didn't even dare to fart, so I ran away immediately.

In other words, after one move, Fang Xiaoan knew that he was no match for this young man and had no chance of defeating him. If he continued to fight, he might fall.

Or... Fang Xiaoan was actually seriously injured when he took that knife by force just now

If such news spread, it would be enough to detonate the entire Snow State in an instant.

Fang Xiao'an, a long-famous martial arts master, is going to be disgraced. Warriors who don't know the truth will definitely regard this matter as a laughing stock.

However, those who have witnessed today's scene with their own eyes - especially those who have seen the power of Zhang Fan's last slash on the stone hill - will definitely not underestimate Fang Xiao'an, but will rather appreciate Fang Xiao'an's decisive escape.

Because the Orion boy's sword was so terrifying that it couldn't possibly be an attack made by flesh and blood. Even a peak martial king couldn't do this with a full blow, right

Little did they know that Zhang Fan had already achieved Great Consummation long ago.

In terms of pure strength, the attack power has reached the level of the Martial Emperor. Looking at the entire Snow State, it is second only to Ding Hao. Other than that, it is completely invincible.

…

Fang Xiaoan's escape completely changed the situation of the battle.

The tree fell and the hozen scattered. Zhang Fan's invincible appearance made the other warriors who followed Fang Xiao'an here instantly frightened. They screamed in surprise, turned around and ran away. The disciples full of hatred followed behind and killed them. After winning a complete victory and chasing for hundreds of miles, he finally managed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ask Sword Sect disciple Li Yiruo and have met Master Yin!"

On the square, Li Yiruo and Zhang Fan saluted Yin Zuimo and others.

"You two are so polite. If you hadn't showed up in time today, we would have been in danger!" Yin Zuimo, who was dressed in goose-yellow palace clothes and had a mark of flame on his eyebrows, quickly returned the greeting.

This leader has a temperament that is just like that of a mysterious lady who has been left in the mortal world. She has been practicing music and rhythm for many years. She has good looks and is elegant and noble. She has an aura that makes people feel friendly.

Although you are now the leader of one of the nine sects in Selangor, she still shows great respect to these two people.

Even if Zhang Fan is not saved today, the Orion boy's shocking physical combat power alone is enough to make any sect in Snow Province treat him as a guest.

Tianyin Valley, which had just experienced a fierce battle, was still in a bit of a mess. The smoke had not yet dissipated. Collapsed pavilions and stone statues could be seen everywhere. Many busy figures were seizing the time to repair it.

Li Yiruo said a few polite words and quickly asked about Wen Jian Zong.

"This matter..." Yin Zuimo sighed, and finally told the two of them all the news he heard, and said apologetically: "We also received a letter from head Li Jianyi before, but unfortunately we were about to ask the Sword Sect. When we rushed for help, news came that the mountain gate had been breached, and then we were in crisis, too busy to take care of ourselves... "

Li Yiruo and Zhang Fan both stayed where they were as if struck by lightning.

After working hard to get out of it alive, I didn't expect to be greeted by such news. It was like a wanderer who finally returned home after a long journey, only to hear that his home was gone.

For a long time, their hearts were filled with confusion and their minds were blank.

They cannot accept such a result.

Li Yiruo immediately thought of Ding Hao, and didn't know if senior brother Ding Hao knew the news now.

For him, this must be a huge blow!

Li Yiruo stood up suddenly and said, "No, we have to rush back."

Zhang Fan also tightened his grip on the sword.

Yin Zuimo nodded and said, "That's fine. With nephew Zhang Xian's strength, there should be no obstacles here, but you still have to be careful. I'll send someone to take you there..." Speaking of this, she remembered something and said, "Yes. Yes, there are still some people from the Wenjian Sect in the valley who fled from Jinghu Lake and were placed at a refuge point by me. Do you want to meet them?"

Li Yiruo shook his head and said: "The matter of rushing to support the sect is important."

He couldn't wait any longer.

"Well, I will send someone to take you to Wenjian Villa immediately." Yin Zuimo stood up and said: "When I finish handling the matters here, I will definitely take the disciples with me to Wenjian Sect to help. By the way, Ding Haoxian's nephew from your sect, Has it been..."

She was a little concerned about Ding Hao's whereabouts.

After all, that young man with amazing talents had given her so many shocks. His attainments in music were unparalleled in ancient times and modern times. He was also a guest elder, and he also held the hope of revival.

Li Yiruo nodded in thanks and gritted his teeth and said: "We are temporarily separated from Senior Brother Ding... But I believe that when Senior Brother Ding knows about this, all the sects that participated in the attack on the mountain will completely disappear from this world. A day of burial for those sect disciples who died."