Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 499 The power of the soul

Asking himself, Lin Fan knew that even if he were to defeat such powerful men who were so close to him and resisted his eight attacks and ten powers, the result would never be much better than that of Qiankun. This is not a boast, but a confidence in the power of that move. Recalling the duel just now, the moment Qiankun was knocked away, the cracks on his body spread like spider webs, and the breath coming out of those cracks seemed to be a sign of death.

However, what shocked Lin Fan even more was that the cracks were repairing naturally at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked at Qiankun's body, and the shock in his heart could not be greater. Doesn't this mean that all his previous efforts were in vain? This kind of recovery ability is simply beyond his knowledge.

Lin Fan stood there, taking a deep breath, trying to calm the shock in his heart. He knew that he couldn't give up just yet, otherwise all his previous efforts would be in vain. He raised his head and looked at Qiankun, his eyes shining with determination.

 “Ahem.” Lin Fan coughed lightly, covering up the blood on the corner of his mouth. The power of the Eight Paths and Ten Powers was beyond his imagination. Even he himself could not fully withstand the force of the blow. Although his vitality is endless and enough to display the Eight Paths and Ten Powers for the second and third times, his physical body will be damaged by the shock and die first.

However, he had no intention of retreating, but instead aroused the fighting spirit in his heart. He stood with his hands behind his hands, and purple waves surged out. It was the violent purple energy in his body, showing his arrogance and tyranny. He knew that he had to use all his strength to fight Qiankun to the end.

Qiankun looked at Lin Fan indifferently, grabbed his spine with his backhand, and even forcibly pulled out his spine! This scene made Lin Fan's scalp tingle, and an indescribable feeling of fear surged in his heart. The bones of the Demon Spirit Clan can be regenerated quickly, but this process consumes a lot of energy. Qiankun has obviously been aroused by the real fire, and he will kill his opponent at all costs.

 "Zizzizi" The sound of bones breaking and reborn echoed on the battlefield. Although the sound was not loud, it pierced Lin Fan's ears like needles. He looked at the bone-white and infiltrating universe, and felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He knew that he had to come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

 At this moment, Qiankun had already held the white bone sword in his hand. The bone sword was pale and sharp, as if it was about to cut through the void. The strong men of the Demon Spirit Tribe rarely have the means to refine weapons, so their bones are the strongest weapons given by God. Although the bone sword in Qiankun's hand seems simple, it contains unparalleled lethality.

Lin Fan looked at the bone sword in Qiankun's hand and his heart sank. He knew that he had to come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible, otherwise once he was struck by the bone sword, the consequences would be disastrous. His eyes flashed with determination, and he silently recited various spells and formulas in his mind, trying to find the flaws in Qiankun.

 However, Qiankun did not give Lin Fan much time to think. He waved the bone sword in his hand and launched a fierce attack on Lin Fan. The bone sword drew strange trajectories in the air, as if it was about to tear apart all obstacles in its way.

Lin Fan moved nimbly across the battlefield, dodging Qiankun's attacks. His heart was filled with anxiety and pressure, but he had no intention of giving up. He knew he had to persevere to defeat this powerful opponent. As time went by, the battle between the two became more intense. Qiankun's attacks became more and more fierce while Lin Fan's defense became more and more tight. They intertwined a thrilling scene on the battlefield that amazed all the spectators.

However, an accident happened at this moment. Qiankun suddenly rose up and slashed at Lin Fan's waist with his sword. Lin Fan only had time to block it with his horizontal sword. "Cang!" The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded through the sky. Lin Fan felt his arm was sore and numb that he could hardly hold the sword in his hand. He was so shocked that he didn't expect Qiankun to have such a powerful back-up force!

At this moment, Qiankun's face also showed a ferocious smile. He knew that he had a chance of victory. He could defeat Lin Fan completely with just a little more effort. However, what he didn't expect was that Lin Fan was more tenacious than he imagined. .

Lin Fan gritted his teeth and desperately mobilized the vitality in his body to try to regain the strength of his arm. He knew that he could not just give up or all his previous efforts would be in vain. At the critical moment of life and death, his potential was completely stimulated and a powerful force emerged from his body.

"Ah!" Lin Fan roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light. He swung the sword towards Qiankun. This sword contained all his strength and hope, as if it was going to cut through all obstacles.

Qiankun looked at Lin Fan's desperate blow with a flash of fear in his eyes, but he did not flinch but went forward. "Cang!" The two swords intersected again, erupting with dazzling light and deafening sound.

However, the result this time was completely different from the last time. Under Lin Fan's all-out blow, Qiankun was knocked back a few steps. Although he quickly stabilized his figure, the smile on his face had disappeared. not see.

This result shocked everyone, including Lin Fan himself. He did not expect that he could burst out with such a powerful force at the critical moment of life and death. This greatly increased his confidence and also gave him hope of victory.

 (End of this chapter)