C50 Kill Lanlin

"Aren't you all going to follow Yun Fan? Let's see if he can save you all. " Lan Lin's face was fierce, and his attacks were even fiercer.

Seeing that the situation had settled down, the surrounding disciples also started to shout.

"What bullshit Yun Fan? The Outer Peak doesn't have such a character. Even if he comes, we will still kill him!"

"He thinks that this is a sect. This is the Break Out Competition. Not to mention that he doesn't know about it, he wouldn't dare to come here even if he knew about it."

"He really thinks that he is the number one figure in the Outer Peak. Even if he is the number one in the Outer Peak, with so many of us here, he will still run away."

One after another, mocking remarks were heard. The three of them were already injured.

Jing Xiangyan asked anxiously, "What should we do now?"

Previously, she was still hesitant and hesitant, but now she decided to give it her all. She finally understood that once there were benefits from being with someone like Lan Lin, they would definitely be the ones to die first.

"What's the rush? Just hold on."

Jing Xiangyan looked at Qiu Gaoyuan in shock. She didn't understand what Qiu Gaoyuan meant. She couldn't help but look at Cold Wind. Cold Wind nodded indifferently.

Jing Xiangyan was confused.

More than twenty people surrounded them, and three or four of them were Congenital Stage disciples. Even if Yun Fan knew about this, he wouldn't be able to save them even if he rushed over.

"Yun Fan, get the hell out here! I know you are here. Do you want to see them die in front of you?

Aren't you very powerful? Why are you a coward? I know that you want to kill me. Come, today, I will wait here for you to kill me. Come, come, haha..."

" Senior brother, he doesn't dare to come out! Isn't coming out just courting death? "

"What's a new disciple trying to pull a big flag for? He's just a pile of shit. No, he's worse than shit..."

Before a disciple could finish his words, a sword light suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could retreat, he saw a headless body.

As the Longsword fell into a person's hand, everyone's gaze fell on it.

When Lan Lin saw Yun Fan, a sinister look flashed across his face. He waved his sword and rushed forward. The surrounding six to seven disciples quickly surrounded him from both sides.

"Yun Fan, you must die today!"

The Longsword slashed out, and a huge sword light tore through the air. Before it could land, sand and dust flew everywhere, and the atmosphere was imposing.

"You used a martial skill right from the start. Looks like you really want me to die. Unfortunately, I'm the one in charge of my territory, so it's not up to you to make a ruckus. "

He raised his sword to block Lan Lin's sword. With a shake of his wrist, the tip of the sword pierced through the throat of a disciple beside him. With a slash of his sword finger, the Longsword flew out and pierced through the chest of another disciple.

Although the Sword Manipulation Arts had not reached the small success stage, after Yun Fan added the Sword Intention, his attack power had become extremely powerful.

Although the damage from a hundred meters away was not great, within a twenty meter radius, as long as one could not defend against it, he could easily penetrate the opponent's body.

"Kill him!"

Two people died in an instant. The surrounding disciples shouted and attacked.

Blade light, sword shadows, and wild winds swept across the place. Countless attacks flooded Yun Fan. The surging sand and dust wrapped around Yun Fan, making it impossible to see his opponent's face clearly for a moment.

"Haha... You're the only one who wants to fight us? You're courting death..."

"Seeking death? Indeed, but the one seeking death is not me, it's you all!"

Without waiting for the sand and dust to fall, streams of sword light swiftly pierced out, like poisonous arrows shot out by powerful crossbows, blocking the throat with blood. The disciples who had rushed up with Lan Lin just now all fell down.

There was a bloody hole in each disciple's throat, and blood was gushing out from it. It was very frightening.

Lan Lin's facial expression changed drastically. He kept stepping back, and said in a frightened tone, "Impossible! How can you be so strong?! How can you be fine after so many attacks?"

When four or five people attacked together, Lan Lin could clearly feel that they had hit him. But now, when he looked at Yun Fan, apart from a few wounds on his outer clothes, there were no injuries at all.

Yun Fan's current body, even if he was at the first level of the Congenital Stage, it would be very difficult for him to leave any injuries on his body. Furthermore, the strongest attack just now had been blocked by him.

Holding the Longsword in his hand, he said indifferently, "Didn't you say that I'm a coward? What's wrong? When I come out, you'll become a cowardly turtle? "

Clang!

With a swing of his sword, Lan Lin was forced back seven or eight steps, his face full of fear.

"Didn't you say you were waiting for me to kill you? What are you retreating for? Are you afraid?"

"Bullshit, I'm afraid of you. Come with me, kill him!"

Lan Lin shouted. The dozen or so disciples who were surrounding Qiu Gaoyuan and the other two wanted to attack, but they saw Yun Fan's sword suddenly fly out from his hand. He dodged the fist of the disciple in front of him and stabbed the disciple in the back of his neck.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better not move. If you don't move, you can still be considered my fellow disciples. As long as you move, you'll be my enemies. I won't show mercy to my enemies. "

Seeing the Longsword fall into Yun Fan's hands, the thirteen disciples who were surrounding the trio all calmed down.

Not only did they not go forward to fight with Lan Lin, they also didn't turn back to face Leng Feng and the other two. They just stood there, their eyes were filled with fear.

Too strong, too fast!

Was this a flying sword? Too strange, there was simply no way to resist!

If he were to get close, he wouldn't even be able to retreat in time!

In a short period of time, seven people were killed, which was a third. Even if they were all killed, it would be impossible to kill the other party. Furthermore, there were still three people who weren't weak to help. At that time, they could only die.

The thirteen of them didn't move. Lan Lin, who had just taken a step forward, was so frightened that he stopped in his tracks.

"Idiot, do you think he will let you go just because of this? If you fight with me, you will still have a chance to live. Otherwise, all of you will die."

Yun Fan was just about to attack when he stopped.

He also wanted to see if anyone else was following Lan Lin. If there was, then he would solve it all at once, so as to avoid endless troubles in the future.

Looking at Yun Fan's calm smile, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. One of the disciples shouted, "I quit!"

One of them took the lead, and the other disciples shouted out one after another.

"Continue, you continue to call people. I want to see how many more people you can call. I want to see even more who can save your life today. "

"Alright, good Yun Fan. You are ruthless enough. Just you wait... I will withdraw! "

After Lan Lin finished speaking, he turned around and ran.

He knew very well that even if he withdrew, it would still take half a minute. Otherwise, he would not be able to leave this place.

Run!

Only by running could he wait for the elders to come.

The dozen or so nearby disciples were stunned for a moment before they started cursing.

"F * ck you, you bastard! Let's fight with our lives on the line, and then we'll run away on our own!"

"I'm so blind! Why am I with someone like you?!"

"Senior Brother Yun Fan, kill him! It would be a disgrace to all of them if such a person was still alive. "

"Kill him..."