The moment the young man's fairy sword touched the hurricane, the young man's complexion changed drastically.

The fairy sword under his feet trembled constantly, as if faintly unable to resist this force.

After persisting for a few breaths, the young man was directly thrown to the ground by the fairy sword, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

When everyone saw this scene, they all showed vigilance.

Although this young man was not the most powerful among them, he was still at the top. The occurrence of this scene caught them by surprise.

The young man's eyes showed fierceness, and he stood up staggeringly, making a formula with both hands, and clenched his teeth, as if he was about to use some secret technique.

At the moment when the young man released the secret technique, there was a sound of footsteps.

All the surrounding Shushan disciples stopped, and they all spoke respectfully:

"Master."

"Elder Sister."

I saw an unparalleled beauty in a white dress walking forward on lotus steps.

The young man also endured the backlash and endured the secret technique, his eyes showed fanaticism and followed the Taoist elder sister.

Lin Fan watched the woman coming, and murmured: "What a beautiful girl, pull it back to warm the bed, it should be good."

Chapter 375 Battle Shushan Sword Saint

Think of this.

Lin Fan looked at the woman with a hint of malice.

The woman looked at Lin Fan with a wicked expression, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

However, the woman still had a dignified and gentle face, and said to Lin Fan:

"Senior, since he was able to step through the gate of Shushan Mountain, his cultivation must be good. However, wouldn't it be ridiculous to bully a young monk like me? I don't know if senior dares to take me into the sword formation!"

Hearing this, Lin Fan showed a playful expression.

He didn't say anything, but nodded and said to the woman, "Yes."

Seeing the other party agreeing, the woman smiled slightly, and suddenly said with a cold expression: "Shu Mountain's Great Demon Formation, get up!"

Immediately, everyone shouted in unison: "No!"

Hundreds of monks methodically formed a Tai Chi formation with a fantastic pace!

I saw, in the big formation, figures were swimming, and fairy swords were flying.

Obviously everyone's strength is not worth mentioning.

But with the help of the big formation, he actually exerted the power of the Nine Levels of Human Immortal, even comparable to that of a half-step Earth Immortal.

Looking at this scene, Lin Fan smiled and said, "It's kind of interesting, but unfortunately it's not enough, come sword!"

A simple long sword transformed into Lin Fan's hands.

I haven't seen any supernatural power displayed by the big formation, but Lin Fan hastily swiped the sword in his hand.

Immediately, a burst of blue and white sword energy broke through the entire formation, and blood appeared from the corners of everyone's mouths, and their eyes were full of disbelief!

"Hehe, which fellow Taoist came to my Shu Mountain, I was waiting to welcome him."

At this time.

An old man with immortal demeanor suddenly appeared in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan knew that this old man was the Sword Master!

The old man was like a ray of immortal energy, which floated with the wind and turned into a real body, which made people look quite mysterious.

Lin Fan twitched his lips and looked at the old man.

"Okay, I've been watching for so long, don't pretend to be a ghost, Shushan Sword Master!"

After hearing Lin Fan's words, the old man looked a little unnatural.

"Hehe, fellow daoist, you just laughed. I am indeed the sword master of Shushan. I don't know what you can do when you come to my Shushan?"

The Juggernaut narrowed his eyes, waiting for Lin Fan's next words.

Lin Fan chuckled: "It's nothing, it's just that I've been a little bored recently, so I came to visit Shushan."

As soon as Lin Fan said this.

Many disciples all had gloomy faces, but they couldn't get angry, and they were quite aggrieved.

After hearing this, the Juggernaut also laughed.

But there was a fighting spirit in his eyes, because he heard provocation from Lin Fan's mouth!

"Since Fellow Daoist has nothing to do in his spare time, why don't we come to cook wine and discuss swords?"

The Juggernaut looked at Lin Fan with piercing eyes.

After Lin Fan heard it, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Oh, why not?"

"Haha, okay, fellow daoist, please!" The sword master made a gesture of invitation.

The two moved to the pavilion in the lake.

In the pavilion, fine wine had already been prepared, and a disciple was warming the wine in the fire.

The disciple poured fine wine for the two of them, and wisps of intoxicating aroma of the wine slowly diffused, making people feel refreshed.

Without saying a word, the Juggernaut raised his glass and drank it down.

Lin Fanpin took a sip, but his brows furrowed for a while, and relaxed for a while.

Shortly after.

He drank a glass of fine wine.

"Spicy in the mouth, sweet in the throat, good wine."

At this moment, Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh.

After hearing Lin Fan's evaluation, the Juggernaut couldn't help but look delighted, stroked his beard, smiled, and wanted to say something.

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