Chapter 592
"Marshal, you should give up. It's not that your cultivation is not good, but that Feng Qingyang's sword formula was killed and restrained by my Buddhist plate!"

The blood monk smiled, because considering Lin Fan's status, the blood monk's tone was still polite, but his eyes were full of complacency.

It is the blood monk's greatest pride at this time to be able to deflate the Marshal of the Heavenly Court.

"Oh? In my opinion, any supernatural power has to be attached to the strength of the caster. If I am strong enough, can't I break your blood wheel?"

Lin Fan smiled faintly, and continued to shoot out the ice sword in midair.

There were so many ice swords floating in the air, the immortals began to lose their patience.

How long will it take to shoot this sword?
Then will the fair of immortals continue?
You don't need that elixir, but everyone is still waiting to fight for it!
Even Immortal Master Lingde frowned slightly, it seems that Marshal Lin is nothing more than that.

"Look! The blood in the Buddhist pan seems to be less intense than before!"

Suddenly someone among the immortals said in surprise.

All the immortals stared again.

Sure enough, as the ice swords that shot continuously were submerged into the rotating blood wheel, the blood color of Buddha Pan Killing was indeed much dimmer than before.

"Also, it seems that the speed of the blood wheel is not as fast as before! It's even slightly blocked!" Someone said suddenly.

Everyone stared again, it was indeed the case, everyone looked at Lin Fan again, there were countless ice swords around Lin Fan!
That is to say, when all these ice swords are shot, there may be hope to break the blood monk's Buddhist plate and kill life!
Everyone began to look forward to Lin Fan again.

The blood monk also discovered the change, let out a deep voice, and injected spiritual power into the Buddhist plate killing life again to speed up the speed of the blood wheel, so as to continue to damage the ice swords that were shot.

However, Lin Fan didn't want to play anymore.

At the same time, he conveyed a message to Feng Qingyang: "You just take care, now is the real essence of Youlong Hanbingjue!"

Feng Qingyang quickly lifted his spirits.

Seeing this, the whole person's eyes widened, apart from being dull, they were shocked!

Seeing the ice swords that covered the sky and the earth suddenly shot out all at once, and even drew beautiful streamers of light in mid-air, Feng Qingyang's state of mind at this time is beyond words.

At this moment, is the real match between Youlong Hanbingjue and Wanjian Guizong!

The ice sword is all over the sky, it is a spectacle!
After the spectacle, comes the violence!
After the Mantian Ice Sword was shot, it even smashed the Buddha plate in front of the Blood Monk with a destructive force!
His face was unbelievable, and because of the shattering of the Buddhist plate, he even suffered some trauma, and the blood monk spit out a mouthful of blood.

Even if "you" is defeated, the blood monk still can't understand.

"I will not kill you today, because I will leave your life to him"

One move seriously injured the blood monk, Lin Fan said coldly, and pointed at Feng Qingyang at the same time.

With a sweet throat, the blood monk almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

Restraining the resentment in his heart, the blood monk could hold his breath, and even hand in hand with Lin Fan: "Thank you Marshal for not killing today!"

After handcuffing with Lin Fan, Monk Blood left Huayue Palace directly.

Anyway, he already got an elixir, and the blood monk was satisfied, but Feng Qingyang was still eyeing him, so the blood monk suppressed the resentment in his heart, and thanked Lin Fan.

In this regard, Lin Fan did not stop him.

Feng Qingyang did not take the opportunity to take the blood monk's life, Feng Qingyang decided to practice the Youlong Ice Art improved by Lin Fan, and in the future personally avenge the innocent people in Wanli City with his own strength!

This is Feng Qingyang's heart of swordsmanship, and it is also the heart of cultivation.

"Give me back the sword."

After the blood monk left, Lin Fan returned the Youlongxishui sword in his hand to the wind.

Lin Fan was very satisfied with Feng Qingyang. If Feng Qingyang had just taken advantage of the bloody monk's serious injury to attack him, Lin Fan would not stop him, but he would be disappointed, because that would definitely break Feng Qingyang's Taoism!
Now it seems that my worry is obviously superfluous.

Seeing what Feng Qingyang was thinking, Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction and returned to Fairy Baihua.

"Son."

Beside her, Baihua Fairy's eyes were full of worry.

Lin Fan knew what Fairy Baihua was worried about.

Originally, the Fairy Conference was not good for him, but he was still so high-profile and took the initiative to help Feng Qingyang stand out, wouldn't he be afraid of ushering in more enemies and accidents?
Lin Fan was not afraid of this.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Smiling softly, Lin Fan handed Baihua Fairy a spiritual fruit, "This spiritual fruit is sweet and delicious, you should try one too."

With the departure of the blood monk and Lin Fan's return, Taibai Jinxing had to continue to host the assembly of immortals.

Earlier, because of Lin Fan's display of ice sword supernatural powers, Taibai Jinxing took the initiative to give Lin Fan an elixir, and Lin Fan did not refuse, and none of the immortals would object.

The panacea that Lin Fan accepted was given to Fairy Baihua.

Since the two fell in love, Lin Fan has not given any gift to Baihua Fairy, but Baihua Fairy has been worried about herself, so Lin Fan simply gave Dan to show her love.

Therefore, there are only seven left in the first wave of elixir competition.

And as the elixir became less and less, the celestial beings competing for it began to increase. As the celestial beings continued to have magical powers, on the one hand, the immortals applauded again and again, and on the other hand, there were fewer and fewer elixir. .

Not long after, there was only the last one left.

"Now there is the last elixir left, which other immortals plan to try it?"

Putting the last elixir in the disc in the center of the hall, Taibai Jinxing said with a smile.

Some people were eyeing it, not just one person, because of the last one, even a dozen powerful auras burst out at once.

And every aura is not lower than the fifth level of heaven!

"It seems that this last elixir is interesting."

It was not Taibai Jinxing who spoke, but Immortal Master Lingde who had made a move before.

"I want the last elixir."

Just when everyone thought that there was going to be a battle of supernatural powers, a cold voice suddenly came out.

Everyone showed doubts, and when they looked around, there were many people who showed unkind expressions.

You have such a big breath!
However, when everyone's eyes were focused on that cold voice, no one asked questions.

The man had a shaved head and was wearing an exotic robe. Instead of Buddhist beads, he wore a string of brightly colored agate stones around his neck.

The eyes, even the three-color eyelashes, look extremely strange.

Lin Fan frowned slightly.

Everyone also couldn't help frowning. Although everyone didn't know much about this Sanxian, but this person gave people a strange and alien feeling, coupled with the cold and ruthless voice in that voice, it was obvious that no one was willing to make the first temptation people.

"I want this last elixir, does anyone want to snatch it from me?"

The bald man Basuoji continued to speak.

Seeing that there was no objection, the bald man Po Suoji smiled coldly to himself, then stood up slowly and walked towards the center of the hall.

"If you want to get this last elixir, you have to be capable! I'm down."

Seeing that the bald man Po Suoji was about to reach for the last elixir, someone finally couldn't help but speak.

However, the person who intends to compete has just opened his mouth and is just about to register his own number.

Po Suoji had already turned around, her face turned cold, and a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

At the same time, he shook his hand towards the void.

And the direction is the one who wants to fight for the last elixir.

(End of this chapter)

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