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Capítulo 275: One More Smash and You'll Lose Everything

"Damn it; this treasure isn't a dao artifact."

The Wind Demon opened his eyes but found that his eyes were blood red. It wasn't easy to see his surroundings clearly. Although he exerted his qi, it wouldn't help. There was a golden light that kept covering his eyes and couldn't be dispelled.

"THE HEAVEN'S EYE OPENS."

Suddenly, the Wind Demon's eyebrow cracked open, and an eye emerged.

"Phew!" Lin Fan was panting slightly; his qi was a bit weak.

Wind Demon laughed upon seeing Lin Fan's problem, "Kid, your attack is as fierce as a tiger, but your qi is as weak as a dog."

"Is your qi running low? This shows the gap difference. Hahaha..."

He thought that this kid was fierce, but now it seemed that he was just as bad. His qi had dried up after all.

"What are you laughing at? What can I do if my qi is depleted? Do you think I'm that kind of pathetic person?" With a wave of his hand, countless spirit stones floated around.

Lin Fan opened his mouth and asked, "Answer me, is crushing these spirit stones enough to replenish it?"

The Wind Devil narrowed his eyes, "Enough, indeed, but no matter how many spirit stones you crush to replenish it, the outcome will be the same."

"Oh." Lin Fan laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The Wind Demon was very unhappy to see Lin Fan still laughing. It had reached this point, but did he still think there was anything he could do?

Right now, Lin Fan's next move was a bit unreadable to the Wind Demon.

He saw Lin Fan put away the spirit stone. "Using these spirit stones to deal with you, wouldn't that be a waste?" Lin Fan then looked away and said calmly, "Son, hurry over; father is getting a bit tired. Come and take over."

After the battle just now, Lin Fan realized the gap between himself and the True Stage cultivator.

An ordinary True Stage cultivator, such as the True Stage cultivator at the casino, whose qi could break 100,000, he was sure that he could take him down.

However, this Wind Demon was a powerful fighter; he was the Heavenly Corpse Old Demon's right-hand man. It was good enough that he could fight with the opponent to this extent.

The difference in qi and stage was too much.

Also, his mystic arts were dominating.

Of course, if he could completely refine this immortal treasure, he would definitely be able to kill the opponent in one move.

When the Wind Demon heard this, he looked into the distance. An old man came attacking madly from afar.

The man hadn't arrived yet, but his voice was transmitted, "Father, I almost got lost. There was someone else who tried to mess with me on the way, but I fought him off."

"Oh, who dared to mess with my son? That guy must be looking for death." Lin Fan smiled.

The crazy old man was just a bit mentally disturbed, but his strength was definitely strong. Whoever confronted him would end up being blasted with a hammer.

"This old guy..." The Wind Devil frowned, feeling that there was something wrong with the old man who was here now. However, he couldn't figure out what.

"Father, what's wrong with you? I'm scared." The crazy old man timidly cowered beside Lin Fan and asked.

"Beat him up for me." Lin Fan pointed at the Wind Demon.

The crazy old man shrank his head, "I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, beat him up."

"Kid, are you crazy? Him?" Looking at the scene, The Wind Demon was disdainful.

The crazy old man exhaled, "Why are you scolding my father?"

The Wind Demon scolded, "If he's your father, then I'm your grandfather."

The crazy old man was confused and dazed by the whole thing and asked, "Father, is he, my grandfather?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Damn it!

What were you thinking?

Even if he was crazy, it couldn't be like this.

"Son, he's insulting your father; what are you still staring at? Why don't you beat him up." Lin Fan.

The crazy old man shouted and rushed towards the Wind Demon, "You're insulting my father. I'll kill you."

Although the crazy old man was very impulsive, the wind devil didn't even take him seriously. The crazy old man swung the blood pool. He screamed owlishly and smashed it towards the Wind Demon's head.

"Not bad, the power is there, but that's the strength...."

"What?"

The Wind Demon didn't care. However, when the blood pool was about to approach his head, he suddenly felt a terrifying power sweeping over him.

This old man was even stronger than the kid just now. This old man seemed to have no fluctuation, but when he got close, the power that erupted was irresistible.

There was no time to think.

He raised his hand to resist.

Crack!

The arm fought hard against the blood pool. The bones were shattering in an instant, and blood drifting out.

"NO..." The Wind Demon screamed and vomited blood. His eyes widened, and the blood pool blew off half of his arm.

Shit!

What exactly was this old man's origin?

A smile appeared on Lin Fan's face. His crazy son never disappointed him; he was still so strong. Yeah, this was how it had to be. Just fuck this guy up.

"You bastard, I'm going to beat you up." The crazy old man shouted.

The Wind Demon was terrified. He knew that the crazy old man in front of him was terrifyingly strong and had just struck him, which almost shattered him.

He was a True Stage cultivator.

How could a single blow strike him?

No, he must escape, or he would die here.

At this time, the Wind Demon roared and cast the dao artifact, the Painting Scroll, which directly enveloped him. The insane old man swung the blood pool and smashed the painting scroll.

"What?"

"What?"

Lin Fan and the Wind Demon were both surprised.

The first one was heartbreaking, while the latter was terrifying.

"SON, STOP FIGHTING." Lin Fan exclaimed, 'Damn, that was a dao artifact, worth a lot of money. Didn't you feel heartbroken when you just smashed it like that?'

When the crazy old man heard his father's voice, he paused and looked at his father in confusion. The Wind Demon seized this opportunity and fled towards the distance.

Lin Fan was anxious again. How could he let the opponent escape, "Son, what are you waiting for? Don't let him get away. Fight for me."

The crazy old man's head buzzed.

At first, his father told him to fight. Then he told him to stop. Now, he told him to fight again.

However, this would not be difficult for the crazy old man. He wouldn't even think about it; he would fight if his father let him—no need to think about it at all.

The Wind Demon fled fast. However, no one knew what was going on with the crazy old man. Perhaps his spirit was suddenly slightly normal, as he directly wielded a blood pool in the air.

The power of this strike was extraordinary. The void continued to explode, spreading directly towards the distance.

Poof!

The Wind Demon was directly smashed out. His gaze was horrified as he looked at the crazy old man.

"Who the hell are you to possess such strength? You can't be a silent and unknown person."

He would never believe that this strong man could be Lin Fan's son.

Unfortunately, he didn't know the true origin and the slight mental aspect of the insane old man.

"I'm my father's son."

The crazy old man cutely returned while moving non-stop. The blood pool was a supreme treasure.

Even if it was perhaps as damaged as the Highest Spirit Rune, the power that erupted in the crazy old man's hands was so terrifying.

The Wind Demon felt the storm that was whistling behind him, and his body was covered in sweat.

He was terrified inside.

It was as if he had encountered a ghost.

"Stop him." The Wind Demon cast the dao artifact. The golden skull spinning, teeth clattering, and golden light erupting from its empty eye sockets.

The crazy old man was undaunted, and he smashed at the golden skull.

A single move that broke all the laws.

Crack!

The skeleton collided with the blood pool, instantly surfacing cracks.

It then dissipated.

"Fuck!"

"Son, stop it."

Lin Fan grabbed his head that was about to explode, 'Damn. Two dao artifacts were directly dry burst. The value of the loss was too much; it was too terrifying.'

The crazy old man heard his father's voice and stopped his movements again, looking at Lin Fan in confusion.

The Wind Demon was about to pee in his pants. If it weren't for the strong man's manner supporting him, his crotch would have been damp.

He was unbeatable.

Really was unbeatable.

The Wind Demon burned his essence blood and cast his mystic art. He just wanted to escape from the opponent's control.

Lin Fan noticed the Wind Demon's small movements and shouted eagerly again, "Son, don't let him go. Fight him."

The crazy old man learned Lin Fan's movements and spared his head.

Although his father's demands were a bit high, it didn't matter.

If his father wanted him to do it, he'd do it.

Bang!

The crazy old man waved his blood pool and smashed directly into the Wind Demon. The Wind Demon suffered massive damage.

The light emitted from his surface gradually dimmed and even cracked many lines. His qi was chaotic, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Father, he's vomiting blood. I'm afraid." The crazy old man pointed at the Wind Demon, who kept spitting blood and shouted back. He needed his father's comfort.

Lin Fan said, "My son, don't panic. You're doing a good job. He's not spitting blood; he's spitting saliva."

"Father, I'm not stupid. I recognize the blood." The crazy old man returned.

Although he said that, the movement in his hand was non-stop. He swung the blood pool and smashed once again.

The Wind Demon screamed, burning his essence madly. Some forbidden mystic arts were displayed. At such a moment, how could he dare to hold back? As long as he could live, that was the most crucial thing.

Bang!

The blood pool fell once again.

The Wind Demon shook violently, spitting out blood. His face, which had been red and moist, turned so pale that even his eyes were about to protrude out.

Damn.

This was indeed, hell.

He had never thought he would meet such an opponent.

"Even if I die, I'll drag you with me." Knowing that he couldn't escape, the Wind Demon had entirely fallen into madness.

He was ready to explode his soul, creating a torrent of qi that would destroy this world.

The crazy old man felt that this old grandfather's expression was so frightening.

The blood pool smashed down, directly breaking the Wind Demon's ki in his body. His soul was shaken. He originally wanted to detonate his soul, but under this blow, all his preparations vanished.

It was as if someone else had lit the bomb fuse, but the good news was that a dog came over, lifted his leg to pee, and directly doused the fuse.

The suffocation exploded.

How did this happen?

How could this be?

The crazy old man shouted. His hands raised the blood pool and landed hard on the Wind Demon's body with a thud. For the Wind Demon, he already felt like he was dying. His body was on the verge of disintegrating.

Flesh and blood were blooming.

He was dying.

'Someone help me.'

And at that moment, a figure stood in front of him. The Wind Demon's desperate heart burned with hope.

Who was it?

Why this figure radiated infinite light and gave him warmth?

He came to save me.

Only when looking up, it was Lin Fan's face that he saw.

"Son, if you smash it again, there will be nothing left."


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Capítulo 276: You Are Talking Nonsense

Lin Fan intercepted the crazy old man's last strike with his body.

If he let him hit the Wind Demon, then the Wind Demon would die, and not even a hair would remain. That was the last thing he wanted to see.

The Wind Demon thought that someone would save him. However, when he saw that face, he almost spewed out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

Buzz!

The crazy old man promptly closed his hand. The blood pool fell in the sky, a distance away from Lin Fan, but the powerful force still swept over. Fortunately, Lin Fan's flesh was strong enough to withstand it.

"Father, it's dangerous." The crazy old man exclaimed.

Fortunately, he closed his hand. Otherwise, a blow would have landed with unimaginable consequences.

"Son, well done, father is proud of you." Lin Fan praised.

The crazy old man was beaming as he received his father's praise. He was smiling brightly like a flower as if he was a kindergarten student who got a little saffron. He held his head high and walked everywhere with pride.

At this time, the Wind Demon was already too tired to move. The crazy old man had smashed him, and his blood was boiling.

His qi was in disarray; his arms were even more broken. His injuries were so severe that even if he, a True Stage cultivator, would be difficult to recover.

"Do you have anything you want to say to me? I'm the one who likes to give people the most opportunities and am willing to give you time to say your last words at the end of your life." Lin Fan was in a good mood.

How many True Stage cultivators had he slain?

It was somewhat hard to remember clearly.

However, every True Stage cultivator was a treasured child.

You never knew what they could drop, but they were never disappointed.

"I was wrong." The Wind Devil lowered his head, bowing his arrogant head under the crush of power.

He just wanted to survive. Unbattered True Stage cultivator's strike was fierce as a tiger, but it turned out that they feared death just like ordinary people when they were suppressed.

The higher a person's cultivation, the more they fear death.

This principle was the same everywhere.

[Wind Demon: Eternal Life Nine True Stage.]

[Chance of item drop: Eight-Grade Gold Spirit Root, Eight-Grade Wood Spirit Root, 120,000 qi ...]

[Remark: I don't want to die.]

Many things could be dropped; true Stage cultivators were truly terrifying.

The drop was definitely not as simple as you might think. There were plenty of mystic arts that were cultivated.

"No, you're not right. The mistake is that you shouldn't have come to me. What was the Heavenly Corpse Old Demon thinking by sending you here? Didn't you ever think that you would die horribly here?" Lin Fan said.

The Wind Demon was speechless. He muttered in his heart, 'If it wasn't for this crazy old man. What did you think you could do to me?'

However, it had come to this. There was nothing he could do.

"Can you let me off the hook?" The Wind Demon said bluntly.

He really didn't want to die.

Lin Fan shook his head, "No."

The really ruthless rejection made the Wind Demon felt like his hopes of living were utterly shattered.

What the hell should he do at this point?

It was impossible to escape.

The old man who was eyeing the side of the tiger was a terrifying existence. If he made any movement, he would probably die a miserable death.

At this time, Lin Fan was thinking about something. He was thinking about how to suppress the opponent. Should the opponent be suppressed inside the Tripod of Heaven to cultivate his mystic art, or should he be directly executed?

After contemplating for a moment, he decided that it was better to behead the opponent.

It wasn't easy to be able to behead a strong True Stage cultivator. So, if he met one, he had to behead him because leaving him behind would inevitably cause problems.

Opening his five fingers to condense the God Spear, he aimed it at the Wind Demon and smiled gloomily.

The Wind Demon looked terrified, "Don't kill me, or the sect master will never let you go."

"If you have any request, say it. I think I will definitely satisfy you."

"Let me go. It's not easy for me to cultivate to this point. There will be a cause and effect for you to behead a strong True Stage cultivator. If you're exterminating the darling of the world, you will not end well."

Puff!

"There are so many words." Lin Fan pierced the Wind Demon's mouth with a strike.

He was sick of his opponent's many words that never stopped from beginning to end.

The Wind Demon covered his throat and screamed. The feeling of a deep throat strike wasn't pleasant.

He was staring. His eyes were bloodshot, and his appearance was hideous as if he was growling. Only blood was gurgling out of his mouth, so he had no idea what he was saying.

Cursed!

Cursed!

The Wind Demon cursed Lin Fan with his life. A mysterious power descended on Lin Fan's body from the dark.

However, when it touched his flesh, the Ancestral Dragon Breath trembled and shattered the mysterious power.

Swoosh!

Lin Fan pierced the Wind Demon's head. His spirit tried to fly out, but he just knocked it back, breaking it along with his flesh.

"Go, die."

The Wind Demon's death made him a little curious as to what could drop. He was rather looking forward to it.

[Obtained High-Great Mystic Art: The Great Sun Fire.]

[Obtained Spirit Root: Eighth-Grade Earth Spirit Root.]

[Obtained High-Great Mystic Art: Earth Surge Demonic Lotus.]

[Obtained Elixir: Eight-Grade Demon Transformation Sacred Elixir.]

[Obtained Item: Probing Spiritual Treasure Device.]

[Obtained Talent: Cloth Formation (Great Success).]

Lin Fan's face was expressionless. It wasn't that the drops were bad. Although it didn't drop qi, what was dropped right now was actually really great.

Two High-Great Mystic Art to enhance his strength.

What surprised him the most was that he didn't expect the Wind Demon's formation level to be a great success.

Suddenly, there was a lot of knowledge in his mind that he once didn't have about formations.

Great Success wasn't the highest rank; there were even more peak existences. However, for now, this rank was enough.

Right now, Lin Fan's spirit root grade wasn't weak, either.

He had Six-Grade Gold Spirit Root, One-Grade Thunder Spirit Root, Eight-Grade Earth Spirit Root, Nine-Grade Water Spirit Root, Eight-Grade Fire Spirit Root, and Six-Grade Demon Spirit Root.

Except for the Rare Thunder Spirit Root.

The rest of the spirit root grades had all reached the upper and middle levels. In particular, the Water Spirit Root was at the Ninth-Grade. If he were to cast a mystic art that concerned the Water Spirit Root, then the power would naturally be even more impressive.

"Son, let's go."

Lin Fan quickly left with the crazy old man.

The Heavenly Corpse Old Demon must already know about the fall of the Wind Demon.

As for how angry the opponent was, it was not something he had to consider.

The Heavenly Corpse Old Demon sensed the situation. When the Wind Demon's connection with him was abruptly severed, he fell into a brief state of muddled stretching, as if the shock was a bit too big for him to react to.

After all, the Wind Demon's strength was powerful.

He was a True Stage cultivator.

Even if he wasn't invincible, at least he would be able to run away.

The Heavenly Corpse Old Demon roared in anger; his voice shook the world. The other elders, who heard the sect master's angry voice, their faces were ugly, a few of them had a sharp heart. When one of them was in trouble, they would be able to sense it.

It was hard for them to believe that the Wind Demon died.

...

Several days later.

Lin Fan stayed at the Greatest Martial Sect for some time. He had survived three disasters, and there were only six difficulties left.

The six difficulties were not something he could control because they could come at any time.

At that moment, the future would be difficult, making it difficult for some people to overcome one difficulty even in a hundred years.

Being stuck in this stage for hundreds of years wasn't simple. Some people wanted to hide in the immortal community's main place to avoid the six difficulties, but this could not be avoided. They could only dodge it by facing the difficulty head-on and being brave.

"Master, someone is here to see you." Huang Jiujiu was exercising outside, toughening up her muscles and bones. She came running with a sweaty head.

Lin Fan had nothing to do but refine the Golden Gourd, trying to refine the innate formations and increase his control over it.

"Let him in."

Not long after, an old man hurriedly came. The visitor was a familiar, Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's True Stage cultivator, Zhang Zhenxian.

Before Lin Fan could say anything, Zhang Zhenxian said in a panic, "Master Lin, please help me out."

His demeanor didn't seem like a trivial matter. It definitely wouldn't be like this if it were about identifying an elixir, could it be...

"Zhang Zhenxian, I once said that I wouldn't enter the forbidden area."

He wouldn't enter the forbidden area until he had enough to survive. Also, he already got the Golden Gourd from it, shouldn't he be satisfied?

There was something in the forbidden area.

The existences he encountered there were all terrifying, and he didn't want to face those terrifying creatures. He already had a good time outside: playing around with others, killing strong enemies, mingling with the fallen, and living a good life.

"Master Lin, can we talk about it at the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion?" Zhang Zhenxian prayed.

Lin Fan looked at him and pondered for a moment before finally nodding his head.

"Good, then I'll accompany you to take a look."

The two of them then left the Greatest Martial Sect and made their way towards the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

On the way, Lin Fan asked Zhang Zhenxian what was going on, but he couldn't say clearly, 'It was just that I don't know what to say about the specific things, you can only know when you're there.'

...….

Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

"Master Lin."

"Master Lin."

All the old men who knew Lin Fan around him greeted him with respect.

Although Lin Fan was very young, people with real skills deserved respect.

Mao Si had been waiting for Lin Fan for a long time. When he saw Lin Fan arrive, he immediately went forward to greet him, "Master Lin, please come with me."

...….

At the courtyard.

The surroundings were heavily defended, and he could feel many strong people hiding in the darkness, protecting the place.

Soon, he saw the still beautiful Huang Li, and his mouth blossomed, "Huang Li, I haven't seen you for quite some time, and your demeanor is still so dazzling."

It was just that he found that Huang Li's demeanor was a bit haggard. There was no reaction to Lin Fan's flirtation, but it was as if she saw a lifesaver when she saw him.

"Master Lin, please help me this time."

When Lin Fan saw how serious Huang Li looked, he had a feeling that something was not good. This was definitely not good.

He walked towards the house under the leadership of Huang Li. When he stepped into the house, he could smell the strong smell of elixir in the air, as if he was in an elixir treasure trove.

He saw a person lying on the bed. If he remembered correctly, he seemed to be the father of Huang Li, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion owner. However, he was now emitting a thick mist that was somewhat poisonous.

"Is this?" Lin Fan asked.

Wasn't this fucking bullshit.

How could you lie here without a problem?


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