Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

"Although Lin Fan is strong, he lacks experience and will ultimately be no match for the profound background of Great Elder Zhan Hai."

Amid these discussions, the expressions of the three elders of the Zhan family kept changing, and their moods were more complicated than anyone else's.

At the beginning, they were confident that Zhan Hai would defeat Lin Fan, but as the battle progressed, seeing that Zhan Hai was unable to win, they began to feel unprecedented anxiety in their hearts.

The second elder, Zhan He, had a frown on his face and from time to time exchanged worried glances with the two elders beside him.

"Great Elder Zhan Hai has always been the pride of our Zhan family. If he were to be defeated by a young man, it would be a huge blow to the reputation of the Zhan family."

The third elder, Zhan Chuan, clenched his teeth, with an uneasy gleam in his eyes.

"Lin Fan's strength is beyond imagination. If he really wins, it will probably pose a great threat to our Zhan family."

The oldest elder, Zhan Tao, had a solemn expression on his face, but tried to find a glimmer of hope amid his anxiety.

"Great Elder Zhan Hai will definitely have a chance to turn the tables, so we shouldn't jump to conclusions too early. However, Lin Fan's performance is indeed impressive, so perhaps we can..."

Their conversation was drowned out by the surrounding noise, but their expressions revealed the tense atmosphere within the Zhan family.

They were not only worried about Zhan Hai's safety, but also worried about how the outcome of this battle would affect the status and future of the Zhan family.

Among the monks present, some came out of admiration for the strong, while others wanted to witness a century-long showdown.

But no matter what the purpose was, they had to admit that this battle had exceeded their imagination and had become a true showdown between the strong.

Lin Fan's performance, especially his seemingly relaxed attitude towards Zhan Hai's offensive, forced everyone to re-evaluate the ability and potential of this young man.

Zhan Hai, as the great elder of the Zhan family, is famous throughout the entire ancient continent. Today he is facing an exceptionally outstanding young man - Lin Fan.

At this point in the battle, both sides have demonstrated countless of their unique skills, but the real decisive battle has just begun.

"You are nothing but a yellow-haired brat! Today I will let you witness my ultimate swordsmanship, Zhan Hai's Thunder of the Nine Skies!"

Zhan Hai's voice echoed across the battlefield, full of absolute confidence and the majesty of a strong man.

As he finished speaking, the essence in his body began to surge wildly and gathered on the sword in his hand.

This force was like a violent tsunami, stirring up the surrounding air and even changing the color of the sky and the earth.

The tip of Zhan Hai's sword pointed to the sky, and at that moment, the whole world seemed to stand still.

Then, he used the final move of the Nine Heavens Thunder Sword Technique - Nine Heavens Thunder!

A dazzling light burst out from the tip of the sword, and lightning swirled around the sword. Each bolt of lightning contained enough power to tear apart the heavens and the earth.

When this sword was cast, the entire battlefield seemed to have countless thunders interweaving in the air, forming a soul-stirring picture.

Facing this peerless sword move, Lin Fan did not retreat at all.

There was a gleam of determination in his eyes, and then he gathered all his strength, ready to face this life-and-death blow.

The Qiankun Axe in his hand also began to emit a dazzling light, and the power of the stars swirled around the axe, forming a breathtaking force field.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, and then used the last move of Star Slash - Heaven Collapse and Earth Splitting!

At this moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield reached an unprecedented level of tension. Wherever Lin Fan's axe went, it seemed as if even the heaven and earth were trembling. The axe light was like a crack that split the universe, pointing directly at the sea of ​​battle.

Two extremely powerful forces collided violently in the air, making an earth-shaking sound.

When the thunder in the sky and the collapse of the earth intersected, the entire battlefield fell into chaos.

The sky was dark and pitch black, with lightning and thunder, as if the heaven and earth were really moving.

The collision of these forces is not just a confrontation between two skills, but also a collision of two supreme powers, a contest between the strongest people of two eras.

The space around seemed to collapse at this moment. Countless cracks appeared in the air, and the sky and earth were filled with endless thunder and lightning and bright starlight.

In the face of this force, even time seemed to freeze.

The space around seemed to collapse at this moment. Countless cracks appeared in the air, and the sky and earth were filled with endless thunder and lightning and bright starlight.

In the face of this force, even time seemed to freeze.

The monks who were watching were so shocked by this astonishing scene that they were speechless. They felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if they were in the midst of a disaster that could destroy the world.

As the two men's special skills clashed, the entire battlefield seemed to be swallowed up by this force. The surrounding space continued to tremble and twist, and even the mountains in the distance could be heard making slight collapse sounds.

The clouds in the sky were completely torn apart, revealing a chaotic sky. Thunder, lightning and starlight intertwined on this sky to create an extremely magnificent picture.

After three fierce collisions, the dust of the battle gradually settled, the scene was dead silent, and all the sounds seemed to be swallowed up by the battle.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the battlefield, and Zhan Hai was standing firmly in place.

Although his robe was torn and he looked a bit disheveled, his eyes still flashed with determination, and one could sense an indomitable fighting spirit and a powerful aura from him.

In comparison, Lin Fan's situation seemed a little bad.

He took dozens of steps back, and each step seemed extremely difficult, until he barely stood firm.

From his slightly messy clothes and the pale face, it can be seen that this confrontation has dealt a heavy blow to him.

Although he managed to stand, he looked quite weak and his breathing was a little rapid. It was obvious that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

The monks who were watching all felt nervous when they saw this scene. Even those monks who had always been optimistic about Lin Fan had to admit that Zhan Hai was powerful.

After all, Zhan Hai is a well-known existence in the ancient continent. Even when facing extremely powerful opponents, he can still show his strength.

However, just when everyone thought the battle was about to end, Lin Fan slowly raised his head, with a firm and unyielding light flashing in his eyes.

Even though he was seriously injured and even when facing such a powerful opponent, there was still no sign of retreat in his eyes.

This tenacity and courage moved many monks present.

Zhan Hai looked at Lin Fan, the fighting spirit in his eyes had not diminished, but there was a little more admiration.

"The yellow-haired boy really has some skills."

He spoke softly, and although his voice was low, it was heard throughout the entire battlefield.

Lin Fan managed to stabilize his breathing and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"Great Elder Zhan Hai, you are indeed extremely powerful. But I, Lin Fan, will never admit defeat just like that."

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to circulate the remaining energy in his body, preparing to attack again.