Honghuang Fengshen: Save The Lady Of The Turtle Spirit At The Beginning!

Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Nine Hanging, Fighting, Loading, Breaking, Lin Fan Is Professional

"Lu Dongbin?"

"Really Chunyang?"

"After the Sword Immortal? It turns out that the reason why this world of profit is strictly forbidden to cultivate Taoism, learn martial arts, and develop science and technology, is the source of this?"

"Thinking about it, it was the result of my reversal of the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation of Reckoning that led to the Great Primordial main plane, which produced a small sub-planet of the thousand worlds.

"Among them, Lu Dongbin's disciples, disciples and grandchildren were involved here, and slowly evolved into the so-called "Song Family" that is now being blown away.

"Then, as time passed thousands of years, other families were born one after another."

"But they are far inferior to the Song family, they don't know where these three bans come from, just because they are suppressed by the Song family, they have to abide by them.

"And the Song family did this, presumably to prevent anyone from provoking their status.

"After all, in the ancient times, including Lu Dongbin and others all died tragically, let alone their descendants? But they never imagined that I would live to this day, and there is a causal closed loop. 39

"Lu Dongbin was killed by me."

"The descendants of Lu Dongbin should also end in my hands, this seems to be the number of days in the dark, right?

"But I, Lin Fan, are ready. Let me ask, the old ancestor of the Song family, the patriarch of the Song family, if you come to plot against me without saying hello, are you ready to die?

Relying on his astonishing calculation ability, in just three or five seconds, Lin Fan calculated more reasons from Chunyang Sword and Song Ci's terrified face at this time.

He didn't hesitate.

This sneered, and released a few harsh words first, so that Song Ci's hands above the sky trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the Pure Yang Sword.

But in order to save his life, he had to condense the cultivation of Jinxian Peak again and attack with all his strength.

At the bottom, Song Youwei and other elites of the Song family originally believed that as long as the ancestors made a move, there was no possibility of failure, only the outcome of a big victory.

Where would you think.

With just one move, Nianhua Qianjian Jue, they thought they were undefeated for ten thousand years, and Song Ci, who was invincible in the world of fame and fortune, was severely damaged.

For a time, this group of people were cowardly, running and hiding.

What's more, I can't help but kneel down and beg for mercy!

but.

Lin Fan didn't have time to accept such a waste of surrender.

At this moment, relying on one move of Nian Hua Qianjian Jue and a few sneers, not only severely damaged Song Ci's body and primordial spirit, but he almost lost the will to fight.

At this time, it finally extracted enough, about one hundred tons of iron elements.

After the rubbing of his terrible hands.

The polarization of this 100-ton iron element makes a big hammer weighing 18,000 catties!

Lin Fan himself did not expect this strange appearance to appear at the end of refining the weapon.

Not just ugly.

And there is no magic.

A bit of disgust was inevitable.

"Um?

"What the hell is this?"

"What I want is that kind of flying sword, and I used it to piss off Lu Dongbin's descendants. Why did I get a big hammer, or a short Human Race?"

"Is it possible, is it deep in my heart, or can't I forget the more enjoyable scene of hammering people with a hammer?""

"It's okay, anyway, there is no spiritual energy in this broken place. It can make such a big hammer. Just looking at the shape is enough to bluff people, and it must be very powerful to beat people. 359

"Isn't he Lu Dongbin proud of being under Lao'zi?"

"Lao'zi used the most vulgar hammer to blow up his Pure Yang Sword and the last generation of his descendants. If he is fortunate enough to meet him again in the future, he must be embarrassed!"

Looking at this ugly but ugly sledgehammer in his hand, Lin Fan thought about it several times, but in the end, he didn't plan to change its appearance, but the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

next second.

Just when Song Ci used all his mana to break through his Nianhua Qianjian Jue, Lin Fan shouted, and he really grabbed the big hammer and rushed over.

"Monster, you dare to despise the Pure Yang Sword Art of my Pure Yang Patriarch, let's see how this seat conquers you today."

"Come on!

"Pure yang is infinite, the universe is orderly, the swordsmanship is innumerable, yin and yang help me, Elderly Lord Taishang rushes like a decree... broken!

Seeing Lin Fan smashing out a big hammer and killing him, Song Ci laughed instead of getting angry.

Continue to chant the mantra.

Subsequently.

He actually injected all his mana into the Pure Yang Sword, and also performed the most terrifying sword art 833 in his life.

see you.

Under the guidance of his magic formula, the Pure Yang Sword, which suffered a lot in the past, made a great deal of light, and really released thousands of sword qi, and merged into a fiery giant sword that was ten feet wide and several hundred feet long.

This giant sword appeared.

The surrounding air for thousands of miles was suddenly raised by dozens of degrees.

Trees burn.

The lake is boiling.

It is very similar to the head of the Eight Immortals who were very powerful in the sky and underground.

At this moment, seeing that he had finally reached this stage, Song Ci was extremely proud, and almost forgot what he was here for.

But such a scene did not surprise Lin Fan too much.

Speaking of which, he had seen Lu Dongbin himself perform this pure Yang sword art, and he could compete with the big boss Pseudo Saint.

Naturally, he would not look down on Song Ci, who was far inferior to Lu Dongbin.

But as a professional to beat up those who pretend to break the goods, Lin Fan is still happy to beat Song Ci in the face again to make him sober!

then.

Just when the Pure Yang Sword ignited a hot space, almost burning Lin Fan, he laughed!