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Chapter 152 Despair



The small blue sword turned back to Lu Ran, Lu Ran snorted coldly, and said, "I have practiced this flying sword for 37 years, and it has been commanded like an arm, and my mind is connected! You are a true sword master, but this Sword, how many years can you practice?! In terms of sword control skills, you are still far behind!" As soon as the words fell, the blue sword flew towards Zhang Xiaofan again.

However, this time, Lu Ran did not simply control the sword, but a spiritual energy emerged, and a burst of brilliance suddenly bloomed on the small blue sword.

"Wood Spirit Snake Sting!" The little green snake incarnated by the blue sword, with the infusion of spiritual energy, gradually stared at it, like a lifelike real spirit snake, attacked Zhang Xiaofan sinisterly.

However, facing this flying spirit snake, Zhang Xiaofan still remained expressionless, watching the spirit snake fly towards him.

"Clang!" There was another crisp impact, the snake head was biting Zhang Xiaofan's little black and white sword tightly, still unable to make a single inch of progress! "This..." Lu Ran looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. However, before Lu Ran could recall the cyan sword, a violent aura suddenly released from the black and white sword.

The huge aura directly bounced the little cyan snake away, only to see the little cyan snake roll back and roll back, the flower light on its body gradually went out and faded, finally revealing the original appearance of the little cyan sword.

The blue sword flying upside down was dimmed, and at the same time, Zhang Xiaofan also took a step forward slowly.

However, at this step, both Bai Nuo and his daughter, as well as Lu Ran, felt a strong sense of oppression.

It seemed that this foot directly stepped on the hearts of the three of them.

Lu Ran's face changed dramatically. At this moment, he finally realized that he had hit the iron plate.

In a panic, the old man threw a Gathering Spirit Pill into his mouth, and as the condensed spiritual power was poured into the blue sword, Lu Ran suddenly shouted.

"Wood Spirit Snake, go!"

However, Zhang Xiaofan did not stop because of this.

The little black and white sword kept circling around Zhang Xiaofan, resisting every attack by the little blue sword.

On the other hand, Zhang Xiaofan himself just strolled in the courtyard, like shopping, slowly came to Lu Ran.

"Ding dong!"

"Ding Dang!" The sound of swords crisscrossing was crisp and sweet.

But in Lu Ran's ears, there was more and more despair.

Lu Ran's forehead was covered with sweat, looking at Zhang Xiaofan's approaching figure, his face became more and more shocked.

Impossible... No matter how high the aptitude of this kid is, he is only so old—how did his flying sword be refined so thoroughly? !Seeing that the weird little black and white sword was more flexible than his own wood spirit sword, Lu Ran suddenly panicked.

In panic, the mind is prone to flaws.

As the little blue sword flicked, Zhang Xiaofan squinted his eyes and saw that Lu Ran was in the neutral position, at the moment when the little blue sword was bounced off, he silently recited the sword formula in his heart, and the impermanent sword stabbed directly at Lu Ran.

"Guard!" Lu Ran turned pale with shock, and quickly recalled the small blue sword to resist before the impermanent sword.

Just listen to "boom"!sound.

The small cyan sword snapped, and Lu Ran sprayed a mouthful of blood on the shattered little sword, watching helplessly as the flying sword he had practiced for 37 years fell apart.

The sword of impermanence stabbed directly at Lu Ran, but hovered over Lu Ran's forehead.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaofan just came in front of Lu Ran.

With a wave of his hand, thousands of miles away, the flying sword beheaded his head.

Zhang Xiaofan's aura is what a sword cultivator should look like!Blood flowed from Lu Ran's mouth, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan in horror, and shouted: "Natal Flying Sword... This is Native Flying Sword!" Is it Native Flying Sword? !The eyes of Bai Nuo and his daughter looking at Zhang Xiaofan changed again, the originally astonished eyes had already brought a trace of fear.

There are hundreds of millions of people in China, and within a hundred years, maybe a few natal sword cultivators can be found.

Zhang Xiaofan remained expressionless, looking at Lu Ran's fearful eyes, he just said softly, "Apologize."

Lu Ran opened his mouth, saw Zhang Xiaofan's immature face, but he was a little hard to say: "This..."

"Lu Ran, you made mistakes first. You wanted to avenge your disciples, but you were defeated..." Bai Nuo said urgently, "In the end, Mr. Zhang Xiao just asked you to bow your head and admit your mistakes. Why are you doing this?!" Lu Ranqiang Enduring the fear in his eyes, the coldness of the impermanent sword on his forehead made him angry from embarrassment, and he couldn't help saying angrily: "I...I don't! A mere child with no family deserves me to apologize to him?! Even if I don't admit my mistake today, Zhang Xiaofan , do you dare to kill me?!" Lu Ran was hysterical, and found that the little black sword was only hovering on his forehead, and couldn't help but shouted: "Do you know that Kunlun Mountain is the number one sect in China! Even the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance has to respect us Three points! You, Zhang Xiaofan, are extremely talented, but my Kunlun Mountain has tens of thousands of outer disciples, thousands of inner disciples, and countless masters! Do you think that you can challenge the entire Kunlun Mountain with just your Qi training?! Kill me, and you won't survive!" Lu Ran felt the strange little sword on his forehead suddenly slip away, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, Zhang Xiaofan, it seems that you are just..." Weird Xiaojian went and returned.

But this time, the sword of impermanence did not rest on Lu Ran's forehead.

Just stab straight in.

Lu Ran's words stopped abruptly, his face was a little dazed, and his eyes, which were gradually losing their spirit, were full of incredible expressions.

Before he died, there was only one thought in Lu Ran's mind.

"He actually... dared to kill me...?"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan really dared to kill Lu Ran here, Bai Nuo was shocked and couldn't help but said: "Zhang Xiaofan, you really dare to kill him?!" Zhang Xiaofan raised his eyebrows: "He wants to kill me.

If I don't kill him, should I wait for him to recover from his injuries, or bring someone over to kill me? Bai Nuo said anxiously: "But this is different."

Kunlun is the number one sect in Shenzhou, and there are countless masters in the sect. Although your Qi training state is not low, you are also a natal sword cultivator, but the background of Kunlun Mountain is far beyond your imagination..."

"So, he can only kill me? Can't I kill him?" Zhang Xiaofan's eyes showed a trace of anger: "When someone hits the door, or insults and insults, I can only bear it? His Kunlun Mountain disciples when I give needles , almost killed me, this matter is that he made a mistake in Kunlun Mountain first, and this old man came to clean up the house again?! If I don’t kill him? Then tell me, if I don’t kill him, what should I do?!” Bai Nuo looked at Zhang Xiaofan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he just said: "You brat, do you know that if you show off your prestige today, how many people will trouble you tomorrow?"

"He Kunlun Mountain bullies the small and kills the innocent, is it tacitly allowed in the world of cultivating immortals?!" Zhang Xiaofan sneered: "If this is the case, I would dare to bet my life and die with him in Kunlun!" Mom Yes, relying on the exchange system and the Hongmeng Medical Immortal Jue, I will come back sooner or later.

I really can't afford it, so I will temporarily avoid it for a while.

When the foundation building is completed, there will be no opponents on the earth.


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