The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 375 Battle Shushan Sword Saint

Think of this.

Lin Fan looked at the woman with a hint of malice.

The woman looked at Lin Fan with a wicked expression, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

However, the woman still had a dignified and gentle face, and said to Lin Fan:

"Senior, since he was able to step through the gate of Shushan Mountain, his cultivation must be good. However, wouldn't it be ridiculous to bully a young monk like me? I don't know if senior dares to take me into the sword formation!"

Hearing this, Lin Fan showed a playful expression.

He didn't say anything, but nodded and said to the woman, "Yes."

Seeing the other party agreeing, the woman smiled slightly, and suddenly said with a cold expression: "Shu Mountain's Great Demon Formation, get up!"

Immediately, everyone shouted in unison: "No!"

Hundreds of monks methodically formed a Tai Chi formation with a fantastic pace!
I saw, in the big formation, figures were swimming, and fairy swords were flying.

Obviously everyone's strength is not worth mentioning.

But with the help of the big formation, he actually exerted the power of the Nine Levels of Human Immortal, even comparable to that of a half-step Earth Immortal.

Looking at this scene, Lin Fan smiled and said, "It's kind of interesting, but unfortunately it's not enough, come sword!"

A simple long sword transformed into Lin Fan's hands.

I haven't seen any supernatural power displayed by the big formation, but Lin Fan hastily swiped the sword in his hand.

Immediately, a burst of blue and white sword energy broke through the entire formation, and blood appeared from the corners of everyone's mouths, and their eyes were full of disbelief!
"Hehe, which fellow Taoist came to my Shu Mountain, I was waiting to welcome him."

At this time.

An old man with immortal demeanor suddenly appeared in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan knew that this old man was the Sword Master!

The old man was like a ray of immortal energy, which floated with the wind and turned into a real body, which made people look quite mysterious.

Lin Fan twitched his lips and looked at the old man.

"Okay, I've been watching for so long, don't pretend to be a ghost, Shushan Sword Master!"

After hearing Lin Fan's words, the old man looked a little unnatural.

"Hehe, fellow daoist, you just laughed. I am indeed the sword master of Shushan. I don't know what you can do when you come to my Shushan?"

The Juggernaut narrowed his eyes, waiting for Lin Fan's next words.

Lin Fan chuckled: "It's nothing, it's just that I've been a little bored recently, so I came to visit Shushan."

As soon as Lin Fan said this.

Many disciples all had gloomy faces, but they couldn't get angry, and they were quite aggrieved.

After hearing this, the Juggernaut also laughed.

But there was a fighting spirit in his eyes, because he heard provocation from Lin Fan's mouth!
"Since Fellow Daoist has nothing to do in his spare time, why don't we come to cook wine and discuss swords?"

The Juggernaut looked at Lin Fan with piercing eyes.

After Lin Fan heard it, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Oh, why not?"

"Haha, okay, fellow daoist, please!" The sword master made a gesture of invitation.

The two moved to the pavilion in the lake.

In the pavilion, fine wine had already been prepared, and a disciple was warming the wine in the fire.

The disciple poured fine wine for the two of them, and wisps of intoxicating aroma of the wine slowly diffused, making people feel refreshed.

Without saying a word, the Juggernaut raised his glass and drank it down.

Lin Fanpin took a sip, but his brows furrowed for a while, and relaxed for a while.

Shortly after.

He drank a glass of fine wine.

"Spicy in the mouth, sweet in the throat, good wine."

At this moment, Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh.

After hearing Lin Fan's evaluation, the Juggernaut couldn't help but look delighted, stroked his beard, smiled, and wanted to say something.

But before he could open his mouth, Lin Fan said first, "Why don't you try my wine too."

Say it.

Lin Fan untied the green leather gourd from his waist and handed it to the Juggernaut.

The Juggernaut looked suspicious, but still took a sip from the gourd, and then his face suddenly became incredulous.

The moment the wine entered the mouth, the Juggernaut's face suddenly became flushed, like a hot summer, and then pale, like a snow-covered land in winter.

In the end, his face became rosy, and he seemed to be more energetic than before.

The Juggernaut looked at the green gourd with reluctance, handed it to Lin Fan, and said in a low voice, "Friend Daoist, do you still have this wine?"

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Is it delicious?"

Juggernaut nodded blankly like a child seeing a toy.

"Want more?"

"If there is, it's best."

"Hey, I just won't give it to you!"

"Ah, Fellow Daoist, you are not doing well.

"Hey, I just won't give it to you!"

The Juggernaut exhaled, he had nothing to do when he encountered such a scoundrel.

The Juggernaut's old face seemed to be a little unstoppable: "The wine is over, it's time to talk about the sword."

At this moment, the Juggernaut suddenly seemed to be a different person, no longer the amiable appearance, but a fairy god who was killed from hell!
A bronze-colored sword flew out from behind him immediately, it was Yujianshu!
"Sword Control? Forget it, then use Sword Control to overwhelm you!"

Lin Fan looked at the Juggernaut with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, the Blood Demon Sword came out of its sheath in an instant, and then flew into the sky, faintly confronting the sword of the Juggernaut!

After the Juggernaut saw this scene, his eyes protruded slightly, and his face seemed to be calm, but in fact, there was a huge wave in his heart.

How could he know my Shushan Yujian skills? !

For Lin Fan, who has a god-level deduction, stealing a master is just a routine.

He deduced it as early as that day when the Wine Sword Immortal saved people.

"Hehe, Your Excellency is really not showing off the mountains and not showing the water."

The Juggernaut said, full of meaning.

Lin Fan didn't talk nonsense, put his fingers together, and pointed at the sword with his sword.

The same is true for the Juggernaut, but in the blink of an eye, the swords of the two sides have already touched together.

The swords of the two were fighting inseparably in the sky.

The sound of clanking continued to circle in the air, resounding through the sky.

The Juggernaut was shocked, this person is so powerful!
What's more important is that you used my Shushan imperial swordsmanship to fight against me, and you are still invincible? !

Suddenly, the sword master remembered that his younger brother Jiu Jianxian once said that a peerless swordsman appeared in this world, and even he was not sure to defeat him. Could it be this person?
All of this is a long story, but it is just a flash of thought in the Juggernaut's heart.

The Juggernaut's complexion suddenly became heavy, and his heart became cautious.

"Wan Jian Jue!"

The Juggernaut suddenly changed his move, and his bronze sword flashed out in the confrontation.

Suddenly.

It was originally a treasured sword, but it suddenly turned into identical treasured swords.

But in the blink of an eye, the number of swords piled up and became as huge as a sky full of dark clouds, falling straight towards Lin Fan.

Seeing the sword master changing his moves, Lin Fan calmly said, "The Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique!"

This sword technique was obtained by Lin Fan by exchanging 1000 million points, and it is his strongest sword technique of Immortal rank!

Otherwise, with his half-step earth immortal realm, he is not enough to be the opponent of Shushan Sword Master!

After all, with a wave of Lin Fan's sword finger, the aura of the sword suddenly changed, and an incomparably cold aura spread out, as if hell and heaven collided together, thus creating this precious sword!

At this moment, the blood demon sword exuded a golden light, and rushed into the tens of thousands of swords at a speed beyond the limit of the naked eye.

There is no dazzling light as imagined, and there is no deafening explosion.

When all the swords touched the golden sword, they all fell as they should, like countless butterflies that touched the only autumn, and fell in response.

(End of this chapter)