Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

"Today you bully me with the way of the immortal sword, and tomorrow I will definitely kill you!"

Hearing the arrogant words from the air, Boss Tan, who was spurting blood, suddenly felt boundless anger rising from his chest.

He is a ray of divine sense of Chunyang Sword Immortal, who in the world dare not respect him!

He was invited down to the mortal world today, but he was severely injured by mortals.

This person is even more ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and threatened to kill himself in the future.

Ordinary martial arts have masters that cannot be insulted, let alone gods?

He was already wrapped in anger, struggling to get up, and beheaded the offending ant with his own hands.

However, he struggled for a long time, but couldn't get up.

The punch just now hurt him too much. It not only hurt Boss Tan's body, but also hurt him.

"Arrogance, even an immortal dares to threaten. There are people like you who disrespect gods and Buddhas in the mortal world. I will kill you!"

Boss Tan was so angry that Ye Fan screamed up to the sky.

It was the first time in thousands of years that Chunyang Sword Immortal's divine sense had been insulted like this.

Qian Kai, who had lost too much blood before, was awakened by Boss Tan's roar at this time, looking at the mess on the ground, terrified.

In the end, he could only see the backs of Ye Fan and others leaving, and he didn't have the guts to chase after them.

"The villain pays homage to the Immortal!"

Qian Kai got up from the ground, stepped forward and knelt down.

"Snapped!"

Boss Tan just slapped him when he let go, and took the money away.

Qian Kai's cheeks suddenly became red and swollen, and he got up from the ground, but he didn't dare to show any resentment.

"Get me incense!"

Boss Tan's chest heaved violently, and he just wanted to use incense to repair the injury.

"Shangxian calm down, I will open an altar to collect incense for you."

The trembling Qian Kai knelt down on the ground and said respectfully.

Immortals are the most indifferent. In their eyes, mortals are just lambs who provide incense and help them practice.

At the same time, in a blessed land of secret realm, on a misty mountain peak.

A fairy in white suddenly opened his eyes, and two sword lights shot out from the eyes, splitting the thick clouds.

"Someone can hurt my divine sense, are mortals so powerful?"

This person stood up tall, stood on the mountain peak, looked into the distance with deep eyes, and muttered to himself.

He is Chunyang Sword Immortal, the real body of Lu Dongbin!

His eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and he seemed to be able to penetrate thousands of miles away, as if seeing Ye Fan, his face was full of surprise.

With the support of Qingqing and Ningshuang, Ye Fan came to a mountain depression ten miles away.

The second daughter saw that Ye Fan's shoulder blade was pierced by the long sword, and blood was dripping down the sword, all of them were worried.

"Mr. Ye (Brother Ye), you have to persevere, you must not die!"

Hearing what the two girls said in unison, Ye Fan waved his hands and said, "Stand back."

The two women were puzzled, but they still followed suit.

"Pfft!"

When the two women backed away, Ye Fan sat cross-legged and practiced martial arts, first sealing the acupoints, and then forcing out the long sword.

Even so, there are still a few blood flowers flying around.

"Whoa, why can't the blood stop! Didn't Brother Ye seal the acupoint?"

Ao Ningshuang was crying, looked at Qingqing and asked.

Chapter 413 Healing from Injuries, Spiritual Martial Skills!

Ye Fan's face paled in an instant, and he hurriedly circulated his Qi, blood and true energy to wear down the sword strength on the wound.

With the passage of time, under the nourishment of Qi and blood, the wound is slowly repairing.

After a few hours, the wound squirmed, with a tingling and numb feeling, and finally completely recovered.

"Immortal swordsmanship is really not easy. Not to mention breaking my copper skin and iron bones, there is even more supreme sword power to destroy my vitality."

Ye Fan looked dignified, and whispered to himself: "If it weren't for my great viscera, amazing resilience, and the blessing of Lei Jin, I would have been torn apart by the sword just now!"

"Don't cry, the sword energy and sword strength have been scattered by me, and the injury has recovered."

With a gentle smile on Ye Fan's face, he looked at the two girls and comforted them softly.

Ao Ningshuang couldn't stop her tears, she choked up and said, "Wuwu, if something happens to you, how can I explain to Sister Tingting and the others!"

"Hahaha, it's not that easy for me to die, let alone a god's mind, even if a god wants to kill me in the mortal world, I'm afraid it's not that easy."