Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 62 Maple Leaf

Bai Zhentian has such confidence!

He, Bai Zhentian, is the No.1 in Qingcheng City, with great strength.

What's more, now that they have broken through to the level of a fourth-rank layman, if they can't deal with the little girl in front of them, the five of them can just wait to die.

The sword in Bai Zhentian's hand stabbed fiercely at the little girl.

This sword is different from Huang Xiaotian's before.

Huang Xiaotian's sword technique is fast, while Bai Zhentian's sword is not only fast, but also has a majestic power.

The strength of the fourth-rank layman is indeed much higher than that of the third-rank layman.

The mana in the body is not at the same level!

But the little girl in front of her didn't have the slightest fear on her face. On the contrary, she had a strange smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and slapped Bai Zhentian's sword.

bang!

This sword with Bai Zhentian's powerful strength actually made the little girl fly away.

Bai Zhentian also didn't expect the little girl in front of him to possess such terrifying power.

bang!

Bai Zhentian hit the little girl's palm again, flew upside down, and fell heavily on the ground.

It's just that the situation is slightly better than Huang Xiaotian's.

But the mana in his body was thrown into confusion by this little girl.

"It's over."

Seeing that Bai Zhentian was defeated so quickly, Sun Qiwen's expression changed drastically.

The same goes for Huang Xiaotian and Liu Baoguo.

How could the two of them have thought that the powerful Bai Zhentian would be so easily defeated by such a little girl.

And lose so fast.

The faces of the few of them were pale, and Bai Zhentian, who had stepped into the fourth-rank layman, was defeated. Do they still have any hope of surviving?

This hope, I am afraid, is very little.

Bai Zhentian stood up slowly, and slowly retreated back. His eyes turned to Lin Fan who was at the side and said, "Lin Fan, the two of us join forces."

join forces?

Call this little guy to join forces to do something, the strength gap is too big, even if they join forces, it will not have any effect.

It would be better if Huang Xiaotian teamed up with him.

However, Liu Baoguo's eyes moved slightly, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart. You must know that Lin Fan had killed Guan Wenyan before.

His strength, even if he did not reach the fourth-rank layman, should be at the peak of the third-rank layman.

To have the peak strength of a third-rank layman at such a young age is definitely something that makes one's scalp tingle.

"En." Lin Fan nodded slowly. He didn't make a move just now, but kept observing the little girl carefully.

This little girl has a deep, deep obsession.

If he can use Yujian Jue, he should also be able to kill this obsession.

But, Bai Zhentian and others are here, if they see him use Yujian Jue with their own eyes, I am afraid that the next day, the world of yin and yang will spread.

At that time, he will not even think about any peace.

In Lin Fan's hand, a talisman appeared: "Decree, heavenly soldiers ascend! Talisman sword!"

The rune sword appeared in Lin Fan's hand.

Lin Fan said to Bai Zhentian: "Senior Bai, you are in charge of restraining her. I will find an opportunity to kill her with a sword!"

"kindness!"

With a sullen face, Bai Zhentian rushed up side by side with Lin Fan.

The two rushed forward.

From the pupils of the little girl, flames spewed out again, sweeping towards the two of them.

"Tiangang swordsmanship! Demon breaking style!" Bai Zhentian read aloud.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he slashed at the flames in front of him. The raging flames were directly shaken away by Bai Zhentian's swordsmanship.

Bai Zhentian soon began to fight with the little girl, although he showed his disadvantage everywhere, but within a short period of time, he did not lose again.

There are nine types of Tiangang swordsmanship. According to legend, it is a swordsmanship handed down from a great sect in ancient times. It has been widely spread. Many families practice Tiangang swordsmanship.

However, most families only have the first two styles.

This demon breaking style is the first style.

Bai Zhentian kept using the Tiangang sword technique to attack the little girl time and time again.

However, it was difficult to hurt her at all. On the contrary, he was almost hurt by this little girl many times.

Lin Fan stood not far away, not entering the battlefield for a long time.

Sun Qiwen frowned: "This man named Lin Fan has not dared to come forward to help for so long, what is his intention!"

Huang Xiaotian snorted coldly: "Could it be that this person is greedy for life and afraid of death, so he doesn't dare to go forward? It's really hard for Brother Bai."

The two became more and more dissatisfied with Lin Fan.

In their hearts, what kind of strength can a young man like Lin Fan have?

At this time, it is nothing more than adding chaos.

Lin Fan was not deaf, and he heard what the two of them said, but he didn't speak. He held the talisman sword and stood quietly on the spot with his hands behind his back.

Watching all the changes in the battle situation, looking for opportunities.

After a while, finally, Lin Fan's eyes lit up, the opportunity has come!

Ahead, the battle between Bai Zhentian and this obsession has entered a fierce stage.

After Lin Fan found the opportunity, he rushed forward with a swipe, like an arrow leaving the string.

The little girl was concentrating on dealing with Bai Zhentian.

Suddenly, Lin Fan appeared beside her, and when she wanted to resist, it was already too late!

With a puff, Lin Fan's sword pierced into her chest.

"what!"

Sun Qiwen and Huang Xiaotian shrank their pupils, they didn't expect Lin Fan to make a sudden move, and directly stabbed the sword into the chest of this obsession.

Lin Fan was expressionless, he looked at the little girl in front of him: "You, you are free."

The little girl trembled all over, and she said unwillingly: "I haven't waited for my father, I haven't waited for my father yet."

Her obsession swept out in an instant.

In the 40s and [-]s, it was a war-torn era.

A pilot and his daughter live together in this small city.

The little girl likes maple leaves. Every day, her yard is filled with maple leaves. She likes to watch the scenery of maple leaves falling.

With the fierce battle ahead, the pilot received an extremely dangerous mission.

That afternoon, the pilot packed his bags and said goodbye to his daughter: "Dad is going on a long trip, and it may take a long time to come back."

The little girl asked reluctantly: "Then, when will you come back? Dad."

The pilot touched the little girl's forehead with a smile, and pointed to the maple leaves all over the floor: "When these maple leaves turn red, I should be back."

After the pilot left, the little girl was in the yard every day, waiting, waiting.

In the autumn of that year, the maple leaves did not turn red.

The pilot never came back.

Later, someone came to tell her that her father had died in battle, and she was asked to go to relatives and find a way out.

"My father is not dead. When the maple leaves turn red, he will come back to pick me up and leave with me." The little girl would always answer happily.

However, Maple Leaf never turned red again, and the little girl never saw her father again.

The little girl sat in the garden and died of starvation.

In the era of war, no one would care about this silly child who was staring at Maple Leaf in the courtyard every day.

(End of this chapter)