Myth Invasion: I Killed Gods on Earth

"Yes!" Lin Fan rubbed his eyes and smiled, nodded and left quickly.

The God Killing Army is stationed in the barracks.

Lin Fan walked in quickly, but all the members of the God Killing Army who saw Lin Fan saluted straightly.

"Commander in chief!"

"Hi Boss Lin!"

The smile is sincere, without a trace of hypocrisy, this is friendship made out of typing!

Most of them were injured, and some were still bandaged, but they still insisted on training.

Because, through this battle, they also felt the strength of the enemy they faced.

"Okay, Zhang Erdong."

"Okay, Liu Xiaolu."

Lin Fan smiled and nodded one by one, and could even call out the names of every soldier.

Because these are brothers who fought side by side with him.

He gave his life to his brother.

It is also a regret that he has chanted countless times.

But now, seeing that these old friends are still there, Lin Fan feels the pressure even more while he is happy.

One person faces the pressure of the gods.

But fortunately.

This time, behind him, there is Daxia!

Scarlet Sparrow has now become a steward and is busy accepting new members of the God Slayer Army, so he can't see it at all.

Lin Fan walked to the wounded area, and saw the Blood Demon King Tiger holding the bottle and swallowing the blood inside.

It was the blood of cattle and sheep, although to Wang Hu, the nutrition in it was not as rich as the blood of gods, and it could not be used to quickly improve his strength.

But it was barely enough to heal the wound.

With the blood swallowed, the wounds on his body were healing visibly with the naked eye.

Situ Lan and Sword God Zhang Feng were also cross-legged to heal their injuries. The Great Xia Sword was hanging in front of Zhang Feng, and the sword energy melted into his body.

And Dao Wanqian, Compassionate Guru, and Mo Wuzhi, these three newly promoted patron saints of the Great Xia, are also performing exercises, reciting classics in a low voice, surrounded by Dao rhyme and Buddha light, and the breath is also recovering quickly.

"Take good care of your wounds. After three days, we have something to do." Lin Fan laughed.

As soon as these words came out, everyone opened their eyes and looked at Lin Fan.

"Didn't you just finish beating Dracula, and something happened again?" Zhang Feng looked confused.

Lin Fan shook his head: "No, in the past half a month, nothing will come out."

"Ah? Then what are we going to do?" Zhang Feng asked curiously.

Lin Fan smiled ferociously and said, "Go smash the scene!"

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For a moment, several people were taken aback for a moment, then understood something, and showed eager smiles.

"Alliance of the Gods?"

"Hehe, it's interesting." Zhang Feng stroked the Da Xia Sword lightly, smiling playfully.

And right now.

"Hey, if you mess up, count me in!"

Outside the door, Bai Qi's hey laughter came.

I saw Zhang Chengfeng slowly walking into the room pushing Bai Qi's hospital bed.

"The operation was successful?" Lin Fan stood up immediately.

"Nonsense!" Zhang Chengfeng glanced at him with a white face of excitement, and said angrily, "Didn't you hear that he is going to ruin the scene?"

"But to be honest, this guy's body is really abnormal. He just woke up... Listen to him, he still fell into a deep sleep after killing 40 gods?"

Mr. Zhang's face was full of shock, and he didn't know whether he was shocked by Bai Qi's terrifying body, or by Bai Qi's terrifying record of protecting Da Xia back then.

Kill 40 gods!

God of killing, in vain!

"Don't talk about those useless things, anyway, you have to take me to fight the scene together!" Bai Qi was like a war madman, as soon as he heard that there was a fight, he got excited, and he was about to get up from the hospital bed.

Lin Fan looked at Zhang Chengfeng: "In three days, will his wound heal completely?"

Zhang Chengfeng smiled: "This guy is like a cow, two days is enough! However, his original strength has to be recovered slowly... But don't worry, I will go with you, in case you eat something somewhere Fortunately, I can also treat it in time."

Lin Fan nodded.

After all, Bai Qi has been sleeping for thousands of years.

If after waking up, it can be raised in a few days, it would be too sorry for the original 40 gods.

But even Bai Qi is only at the fifth level at this time.

That is also the Great Qin Killing God!

"I hope those descendants of the gods can bear it." Lin Fan silently sweated for the alliance of the gods, then looked at the excited face of Bai Qi, and couldn't help saying: "Well, you remember, we just Go to class, not to kill people."

"Remember, remember, let's go to class!" Bai Qi couldn't wait to hold the blood scythe, with a ferocious smile: "I used to like to teach 40 Zhao Jun!"

Lin Fan was speechless for a moment.

But then, Lin Fan took a glance from the corner of his eye, and suddenly saw a copy of "Li Taibai's Poetry Collection" lying beside Zhang Feng's bed.

"What do you think of this?" Lin Fan walked to Zhang Feng's bedside, picked up the book of poems, and asked curiously, "You are a descendant of Shushan, shouldn't you be reading your Shushan Sword Art?"

"I have seen through the Shushan Sword Art." Zhang Feng, cross-legged and lucky, stroked the Daxia sword, and said softly: "I discovered that the Daxia culture is extensive and profound."

"I used to think that poetry and kendo had nothing to do with each other."

"But the last time I finished fighting, when I saw these poems again, I suddenly discovered that there is actually a kind of sword intent in it!"

Sword Intent!

Of course there is sword intent!

Li Bai, the word is too white!

Not only is Tang Poetry No. [-], but even swordsmanship is No. [-]!

As a poet, he is an exiled immortal called by the emperor who can't get on the boat, and a layman Qinglian.

As a swordsman, he is Qinglian Sword Immortal, Poetry Wine Sword Immortal!

Of course, there is sword intent in his poems!

In the 5000-year history of Daxia, there is only one Li Taibai!

Poetry, wine, sword, all in one.

He is the epitome of the elegance of the Tang Dynasty, and he is the romantic and freehand brushwork of that glorious dynasty.

Even after a thousand years, no one can deny that he is the most outstanding and famous poet in the history of Great Xia.

The number one romantic through the ages.

For a moment, Lin Fan seemed to think of something, and his expression changed slightly.

In the previous life, Zhang Feng, the sword fairy, was a prisoner and would never go down the mountain.

When Taibai woke up, Zhang Feng was already dead, and the sword fairy couldn't find a successor, and finally rushed to the gods all alone.

Holding a sword in one hand and drinking in the other.

The white clothes, facing the sky full of gods, walked with singing.

"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

"Flick off your clothes when it's over, and hide your merits!"

Ten steps, kill a god.

The white robe walked away holding the sword, like an unstoppable sharp sword, walking thousands of miles among the gods, without any blood staining the white robe along the way, standing alone like a green lotus.

Finally died of exhaustion.

When the sword is broken, the poem is exhausted.

There is no one to pass on the way of swordsmanship.

But in this life... Zhang Feng, he went down the mountain! !

Once Li Taibai wakes up, wouldn't he become Li Taibai's successor...

For a moment, Lin Fan looked in disbelief at Zhang Feng who picked up "Li Taibai's Anthology of Poetry" with one hand, held his sword with the other, read it like a fascination, and made slight gestures with the sword in his hand.

Behind Zhang Feng, he faintly saw a white-clothed swordsman holding a sword, drinking wine and reciting poems.

"Hey, the sword is so dangerous..."

Zhang Feng was crooning, "The Road to Shu is Difficult".

As if entering a wonderful state of ecstasy, the whole person was mesmerized, and the tip of the sword in his hand shook slightly.

The sword energy intertwined, and a phantom of Shu Mountain the size of a palm appeared on the edge of the sword!

Although it was only the size of a palm, it gave Lin Fan a very dangerous feeling.

And... the feeling of insignificance as if facing a heavy mountain!

This sword, the sword energy is as majestic as Shushan Mountain, thick and unshakable!

"This guy, he didn't wait for Li Taibai to wake up!" Lin Fan looked horrified, "He has already glimpsed the swordsmanship of that poet, wine and sword fairy from Li Taibai's poems!"

"This poem is the inheritance left by Li Taibai to Da Xia!"

Lin Fan couldn't help exhaling: "How did you do it?"

Zhang Feng, who was completely distracted, was stunned for a moment when he was called out like this, and then he woke up.

The continuous sword energy on the tip of the sword is like Shu Mountain, but it is also gone.

"What?" Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, "I'm reading poetry, why are you calling me?"

Lin Fan hurriedly said: "You, how did you see the way of the sword from the inside?"

"Ah..." Zhang Feng scratched his head, "I just feel... I can't say it, that is, when I read the poem, the sword energy also moves, and there seems to be a kind of artistic conception in it, which is similar to the sword, but you Let me say I can't tell..."

Lin Fan immediately understood.

Zhang Feng actually didn't know how he did it.

But his talent and comprehension of kendo are enough for him to faintly rely on poetry to comprehend the artistic conception of the kendo of that poet, wine and sword fairy.

Others can't learn it.

After all, this guy is a Sword Immortal who was raised by the Shushan Sword Sect for thousands of years.

Lin Fan originally wanted Zhang Feng to teach others to share their insights, but he had no choice but to give up.Because other people do not have the kendo attainments of this Daxia Sword God, nor do they have such a talent for kendo.

Even Lin Fan couldn't tell what kind of swordsmanship is from the poems... I have to admit that in this line of swordsmanship, talent is still very important.

"Study hard, I didn't expect that before the Shijiu Sword Immortal woke up, you have already obtained his inheritance. When he wakes up later, he can't feel that there are no successors..." Lin Fan took a picture The shoulders of the wind, "Have a good understanding."

"Three days later, try to use your sword to let those alliances of gods know about the eternal romance of the Tang Dynasty."

Zhang Feng looked puzzled, so: "What inheritance have I obtained? Why don't I know?"

Lin Fan laughed and said, "Hehe, it's okay. You memorized every poem in the past three days. I don't know. Later, you were looking for some trees like [-] poems for him... Well, spot check every day. If you don't come down, you will beat him! I agree!"

I don't know who also smiled and took out stacks of poems and essays.

Zhang Feng suddenly looked aggrieved, he didn't know what evil he had done, and he was going to force himself to recite poems...

I am a swordsman!

You should walk out of the world in style!