Against the Heavens Evil Cultivator

Against the Heavens Evil Cultivator Chapter 260: Exchange Injury for Injury

"I didn't expect you to be able to compete with me for so long with your mere late stage Yuandan cultivation. I underestimated you." Tian Xingzi said in surprise.

"Hmph, you down there didn't even think about how powerful your move just now is, you should be very clear about it, right?" Lin Fan snorted softly and sneered.

Tian Xingzi's face changed slightly, and he asked suspiciously, "What do you mean by that?"

"You'll know right away!" Lin Fan smiled evilly, only to hear him yell, the blood-colored light mirror in front of his palm suddenly spun rapidly, and the white needles that were originally attracted by the blood-colored light mirror all brushed like The drizzle hit Tian Xingzi densely.

Tian Xingzi's expression changed drastically, he was naturally very clear about the power of his own moves, perhaps those one or two needle points were nothing, but when there were as many needle points as a cow's hair, it was a different matter.Seeing the needle light attacking, even his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul didn't dare to take it head-on, he dodged hastily and rushed towards Lin Fan from the other side.

Tian Xingzi knew the power of the white needle glow, so he dodged and wanted to attack Lin Fan from one side, but the people behind Tian Xingzi didn't think so. According to their thinking, no matter how tyrannical Lin Fan was, he would It's just a late Yuandan monk. No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than the mid-Yuanying monk and the three early-Yuanying monks?A few people just thought that Tian Xingzi was unwilling to spend more energy with Lin Fan, and planned to attack Lin Fan from the side, but they never thought that Tian Xingzi would not dare to accept Lin Fan's move, so they dodged, and the three Nascent Souls The initial cultivator thought so, and simply used a defensive spell to resist it.With these three early Yuanying monks in front, the ten late Yuandan monks didn't even move, they just stood in the distance and looked at everything in front of them leisurely.

idiot!Tian Xingzi saw the actions of the three early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and cursed secretly in his heart. Before he could give any hints, the Falun in his hand shone slightly, and "Shusha" spun and struck Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's figure became blurred in a flash, and then another Lin Fan appeared a few meters in front of him, holding the blood-colored light mirror emitting dense white needle lights. In just this instant, the white needles on the blood-colored light mirror Half of the awns had disappeared, so many white needle awns emitted together, the power can be imagined.

"Boom!" There was a loud sound, the silver Dharma wheel failed to hit Lin Fan, and suddenly hit the Qianjue Mountain behind Lin Fan, and the place where Qianjue Mountain was hit directly became a huge hole. The stones fell down in large chunks.

It wasn't until the needle light covered the sky and covered the sun like a plague of locusts that the three early-stage Nascent Souls felt the huge spiritual power in the white needle light. Dodge, dodge.

Seeing this, the other two early Yuanying monks cursed in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do. That Yuanying monk was not a monk of their Xuanwu Sect, but the ten late Yuandan monks behind them belonged to Xuanwu Sect. The late-Dan monks didn't look prepared at all. If the two early-Yuan Dan monks dodged, at least half of the ten late-Yuan Dan monks would die.

The situation was critical, and the two monks at the early stage of Nascent Soul did not remind any more. They all gave a low shout and sacrificed their defensive magic weapons to resist in front of them.But how could the white needle light be so easy to resist, only heard a "cracking" sound, and the magic weapons of the three Nascent Souls were hit back inch by inch by the white needle light.

Seeing this, Tian Xingzi stomped his feet on the ground while recovering the Falun. A silver flying sword appeared in his hand. With a flash of silver light, he came to Lin Fan silently. No sound came out.

Lin Fan was startled, and hastily shouted, holding the blood-colored light mirror in one hand, and stretched out the other hand towards the silver flying sword, the surrounding air suddenly dropped rapidly, forming pieces of ice, and the speed of the silver flying sword became faster and faster. Come slower.However, Tian Xingzi is also a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the quality of this flying sword is extraordinary. Although it is trapped by the ice, it is still moving forward little by little.

Lin Fan felt a little helpless. When he was the boss before, as long as he saw something was wrong, he could attract hundreds of younger brothers with one phone call. If you want to suffer from this bird's anger, don't call it the big brother now, even the second brother and the second brother are gone, but the second brother is still there, but the other party is not a woman, it's not that the guy below is big, time-honored, and straight enough to let go Pretty good.

This idea just appeared, thinking of himself in the void, holding fourteen men's buttocks under the blue sky and clear water, Lin Fan wished he could blow his mouth and make you look cheap!Looking at Tian Xingzi and the others, the gaze became so disgusting, the blood-colored light mirror in his hand suddenly accelerated, and the white needle light hit the three early-stage Nascent Soul monks more intensively, and only a piece of white could be seen wherever they passed. The phantom, but the detailed appearance of the white needle light cannot be seen.

Although Tian Xingzi was puzzled by Lin Fan's disgusting gaze, seeing Lin Fan pressing and beating the three early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, he immediately let out a low cry, forcing out a drop of blood from his fingertips and shooting it into the flying sword.

"Boom!" With the help of essence and blood, the flying sword's power suddenly increased, and it broke out of the ice in an instant. With a sharp spin, the sword slashed on Lin Fan's seven-color shield.

"Pfft! Puff! Puff! Puff!" Four voices of spitting blood came out, and Lin Fan and the three early Yuanying monks spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The blow will also seriously injure the three early Yuanying monks!

The white needle light in the blood-colored light mirror has all been shot out, and the blood-colored light mirror has also disappeared. Three monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul were injured and vomited blood, and one of the monks was so miserable that even the magic weapon was destroyed.

Seeing the three Nascent Soul early-stage monks vomit blood, Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief.With his current tyrannical body, as long as he was not seriously injured, he could recover in an instant. Although he was hit by Tian Xingzi just now, he spit out a mouthful of blood, but at this time there is no serious problem.However, Lin Fan did not believe that everyone had his perverted body. The three early Nascent Soul cultivators had been injured, and it was impossible to recover their full strength in a short time. There was only one Tian Xingzi in the mid Nascent Soul stage who was a threat to him. All of a sudden, his pressure was greatly reduced.

"You are really powerful! No wonder Gu Su has lingering fears about you." Tian Xingzi looked at Lin Fan seriously and said.

"You didn't wait until now? It's a pity that it's too late." Lin Fan held the Heaven-shaking Demon Sword and smiled loudly, his slightly pale face had returned to its original state at this moment.