City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

The Pope of the Holy See wanted to subdue Linglong Tower, but Linglong Tower didn't cooperate at all. He even played with him as a hideaway, flying around him, just making him unable to catch it.

The Pope was angry, and he was even more anxious. If he couldn't catch Linglong Tower, he couldn't leave here. However, he was also very surprised: "Why is Linglong Tower suddenly out of control? He could control it at will before."

"Om" the pope still has a sword in his hand, the sword that Leng Fan threw to him, and this sword is beginning to struggle at this moment, and it looks like he wants to escape the pope's clutches.

"What about you?" The pope had never been so flustered. The sword in his hand made him feel a **** smell, and his body couldn't help feeling nauseous after hearing it.

With a "swish", the sword flew away from his hand.

When the pope saw the sword flying away, he could only curse in his heart, because he couldn't chase this sword. All he had to do now was to conquer Linglong Tower, but this Linglong Tower didn't cooperate with him at all, no matter what he did. You can't catch it, and more importantly, this Linglong Pagoda is faster than him, so he can't even touch it.

"I want your life..." At this moment, Leng Fan's voice came from behind. As soon as the voice arrived, his people had already rushed here.

The black and red sword aura soared into the sky without any hesitation, and he was more domineering than his sword aura at any time. It seemed that he could really cut off the sky, and the ground began to be shaken by the afterwaves of his sword. .

The Pope’s face was pale with fright. He knew that he could not withstand the sword at all, but he had to reduce the damage he suffered, so the scepter in his hand was placed in front of him, and he wrapped his robe all over his body, including his head. It was his last defense.

Sword Qi hit the Pope directly, and the Pope was beaten up again, hitting the ground directly from the sky, smashing the ground into a pit with a diameter of one kilometer.

Leng Fan raised the sword again, it seemed that he wanted to kill him, and he would never accept the sword if he didn't kill the pope.

"God, save me..." The pope suddenly shouted, seeing that his face was blurred with blood flow at this time, and it was completely different from the previous image of the sky and the earth.

And just after the pope yelled out the word ‘God’, a huge palm appeared in the sky. The palm passed through the clouds and pressed towards Leng Fan as if outside the sky.

Leng Fan raised his head and shouted angrily: "I killed you"

The black and red sword aura rose to the sky again, slashing directly at the huge palm.

"When did the Heaven Slashing Sword become so weak? Think about the masters of the Heaven Slashing Sword in the past. What a great character. It's a pity, in this case, it's better to give the Heaven Slashing Sword to the deity. The master also helped Kunlun teach his apprentices by the way.” Hei Shouzhi heard a voice that shocked his soul, and from his words, he could hear that he knew Leng Fan’s tricks well, and he also knew Master Leng Fan’s skills. Name.

As soon as the voice fell, the huge black hand flew the sword energy directly, and then spread his five fingers to catch Leng Fan in the air, just like catching a bird.

"Ah..." Leng Fan screamed. When he was caught, the aura of his whole body was immediately blocked, and the intense pain from all over his body made him yell out loudly. This kind of severe pain was never I have never felt it before, it is a pain from the soul.

Suddenly there appeared such a big hand, let alone Leng Fan, but everyone below was shocked. The power of that big hand was too strong, and even from a distance, I felt like I was going to be slapped by this big hand.

"Brother..." Li Yan shouted, holding her mother Yuan Qingrong, and looking up at her brother who was being tortured, she almost had a nervous breakdown.

Old Yin was already collapsed at this time, and the effect after taking the medicine took effect. When he saw Leng Fan being caught by the mysterious big hand, he immediately ordered: "Everyone quickly leave here, hurry..."

Old Yin didn't want to be a deserter, but he really couldn't help it. Even Leng Fan was not an opponent of the mysterious big hand. Even in their heyday, they were not enough to slap each other. The purpose of leaving is to retain the last bit of strength. When the seeds are left, one day when they will take root and sprout, they cannot all die here.

Li Daodong's tears were about to flow out, and he was surprised that the Li family was about to stand up from now on, but he could see that Leng Fan had no power to fight back now, his inner despair was as if he had just climbed to the top of a mountain, and then fell deep into the abyss.

Linglong Tower suddenly rushed over at this time and smashed at the big hand fiercely, it was helping Leng Fan. But no matter how hard it hits, it is of no use, the power of the big hand is above it.

"Linglong Pagoda, although your mind has awakened, but your strength has not recovered to its heyday, you still follow this seat. This seat has coveted you for a thousand years." The mysterious man named'God' smiled at Linglong Tower. , I could hear that what he wanted most was this Linglong Tower, as for Leng Fan, he just cleaned it up.

Just when everyone felt that Leng Fan was doomed to escape, a red light shot straight down from the dark clouds and directly fell on the **** hand. The **** hand immediately dissipated and disappeared into the air like a cloud of smoke.

"The old immortal, what do the younger generations challenge you, the old immortal, intervene? It's good for you and me. If you really want to make a move, the old man will play with you." Another voice fell from the sky. .

"Kunlun, the deity knows that you are there, haha, it seems that you are still worried about your disciple. Your disciple deity can forgive him, but the deity Linglongta takes away after all. If you want to stop, then fight against the deity. Thousands of years. Before, the deity lost to you. Thousands of years, in order to challenge you again, the deity never left the place of blood refining."

"The old immortal, you want to fight with the old man, and the old man will be with you at any time, but the old man does not want to fight with you today. I will wait for you in the old place in three days. As for the Linglong Tower, you can take it all you want, and you won't get it anyway. Linglong Tower’s approval. Of course, if you insist on fighting here, the old man will accompany you, but you should be very clear about the consequences."

"Haha, Kunlun, see you in the old place three days later, I will take away the deity of Linglong Tower."

When the voices of these two people disappeared in the sky, the sky returned to calm, and Leng Fan's body slowly fell to the ground. He was in pain, and his whole body was still painful, as if his whole body was beaten into holes. He tilted his head. There was a looming person standing beside him.

"Master, I am ashamed of you." Leng Fan said.

"You are already pretty good. Just now the man who is the master must pay a price to defeat him. You are too far behind him, but the master believes that you will defeat him sooner or later."

"Master, I will practice seriously in the future, and I must defeat this person." Leng Fan replied with an oath.

"Okay, the master believes in you. The injury on your body is not serious, you need some time to recuperate, try not to use sword energy during recuperation."

"Well, the disciple knows."

But when the sound of footsteps came not far away, the master disappeared, and the master still came and went in a hurry, and was not willing to meet with outsiders.

"Leng Fan, how are you? Are you injured seriously?" Yin Lao first ran to ask caringly.

Leng Fan replied: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury, it's not dead. Fortunately, my master showed up in the end, otherwise it must be over. There is such a strong monster behind the Holy See, but I can see that this The monster is not a Westerner, but a member of our Eastern power world."

After hearing this, Mr. Yin hesitated, but then his eyes lit up, expecting a question and answer: "Since your master is showing up? I don't know where your master is now? I want to visit him, can I not know?"

Leng Fan smiled bitterly and replied: "My master has already left. He is like this. Unless he wants to see you, no one will see him, including me."

Old Yin was indeed a little bit disappointed, and replied: "Ah! What a pity, your master must be a respected senior. We have all heard the conversation between him and that person just now. We have achieved something thousands of years ago, and it must be a legend now. Character in it."

Leng Fan didn't know much about his master's history, so he couldn't answer what kind of person the master was before, and in what capacity he exists in this supernatural world.

At this moment, the members of the Li family came. After Li Daodong saw Leng Fan lying on the ground, his anxious expression rushed over and asked: "Li Er! You are injured there. Uncle must try his best to help. You are cured, it is our Li family sorry to you!"

Leng Fan was lying on the ground, listening to his words, still felt strange in his heart, a very tangled feeling. Regarding the problems that he will face in the next few days, he seemed to find it very troublesome when he thought about it, so he replied: "I'm fine. Just rest for a while. I will sleep for a while."

He said that he would sleep for a while. First of all, he really wanted to recuperate and heal his injuries. Second, he wanted to temporarily avoid this embarrassment. What happened today was really sudden to him. He was not mentally prepared, and it just happened.

After he closed his eyes, he immediately went to rest, and temporarily didn't feel anything outside.

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Ten days passed as soon as the time passed. Ten days were not short. The people of the Holy See had left, and the pope and the saint had also left. The trauma after the war did not end because the battle ended. According to statistics, in this battle, the number of deaths in the supernatural world is 200, the number of injuries is 600, and there are losses in property. Among them, the Ximen family suffered the most, and it can be said that the family was destroyed, followed by the Situ family.

For ten days, Leng Fan had closed his eyes and rested. Although the dripping water did not enter, his breath of life did not weaken at all, and his body recovered very quickly, which was a very pleasant surprise for those taking care of him. .

As for the person who takes care of him, of course it is from the Li family. Li Yan almost stayed in Leng Fan's room, waiting for Leng Fan to open his eyes.