Starting as a clan leader: My rules are a bit wild.

Seeing that this flying sword is so shameless and flirty, being proud of this crappy name, and even nodding all the time...

Han Wuwei was so angry that his blood boiled and his face turned red!
"shameless!"

"Like master, like sword."

"You are just as shameless and shameless, making the world laugh at you!"

He started to criticize directly.

However, Lin Fan did not indulge him at all.

Are you going to spray me?
Okay~!

I grew up in the 21st century, and I have been through many years of baptism from the old guys on Tieba. You want to compete with me in cursing? I'm so scared that the heavens will harmonize me if I curse too much. You are all ***!
"You old coffin! Did your ancestors dig too many graves and gave birth to a bald-headed turtle like you as retribution? Look at your old face, it's wrinkled more than the crotch of the Terracotta Warriors!

Yesterday, I secretly licked the county magistrate's hemorrhoids and made two taels of silver. Now I turned around and deducted the money from the farmhands to buy arsenic and mix it with porridge. The ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall have all grown green hair!
Do you still have the nerve to say that others are being laughed at by the world?

With what you have done, no one would bother to laugh at you!"

Taoist friend, please wait a moment, spinning around, obviously very excited.

It was as if he was praising Lin Fan for his good scolding.

Han Wuwei's blood boiled instantly.

When had he ever heard such insults?
"Little bastard, old man!!!"

"I'll go to your mother's place soon!"

However, Lin Fan interrupted directly and continued to speak at a high frequency, his speaking speed was so fast that it seemed as if he was using the Xingzi secret.

"You old thief, you have evil in your bones!

Last year, the Yellow River flooded and swallowed up 8,000 taels of disaster relief funds. The money was then used to paint gold eyes on the statue of the River Goddess, but in fact the statue was stuffed with burial jades obtained from graves stolen by their own people!
How can the ancestors worshipped in your ancestral hall be the thieves who were tortured to death in the previous dynasty?

Hurry up and find a belt to hang yourself on your father’s tablet!
When you, this old bastard, die, I will hire eight mourning women to sing lotus songs, and mix your ashes into the toilet to build a pigsty!
Then ask a traveling sorcerer to carve a cast iron tombstone for you, and write on it "The world's number one old turtle who has no offspring"!
When the monument is struck by lightning, I will roast the coffin board dug out from your family's ancestral tomb and drink with it!

You idiot, you forgot your immortal's surname, what the hell.

"..."

One-way output.

It’s so efficient.

When Han Wuwei heard half of it, he felt his head buzzing, his eyes turned black, and he was almost angry to death.

This person has such a damn poisonous mouth!

Where did you go for further studies?
The worst thing is, if it was just a harsh word, I would just not listen or ignore it, but Lin Fan happened to hit the nail on the head.

Han Wuwei···

It will really mean the end of the family lineage!
His ancestral tomb...

It had been dug up long ago.

The coffin boards were used to burn firewood for heating and to heat wine!

Why?

It is very normal to have no descendants. Sacrificing all living things and reaping the benefits of the world, with such cause and effect, if he doesn't have no descendants, who will?

As for the ancestors...
His ancestor was a well-known good man in the surrounding area, but he had such a bastard descendant. What sins and karma he owed, if anyone knew his identity, who wouldn't go to dig up his ancestral grave? !

Thinking back to the past...
After the first dark turmoil ended, he planned to return to his hometown to visit his ancestral graves.

The result, hi, is hard to describe.

He kept this matter in his heart and didn't tell anyone.

But now, Lin Fan directly "opened the box".

"You thief, I will kill you!!!"

Han Wuwei was so angry that he raised his sword and started to chop. He was so angry that he completely lost his mind.

He is really angry!
Damn it, you don’t bully people like this.

People say that you shouldn't hit people in the face or scold people by their mothers.

You, on the other hand, always slap me in the face and call me "mother".

At this moment, the sword in Han Wuwei's hand was extremely powerful. Although there was no pattern, it was ridiculously strong and excessively strong under the blessing of his own supreme power as the Immortal King!

Lin Fan hasn't stopped talking nonsense yet.

It feels like the taciturn Huang Shaotian is possessed by him.

As I wave my hand, please wait a moment, fellow Taoist.

He held the sword in one hand and also switched 'states'.

You use fire?

Then I'll play with fire with you.

You play with wind and flesh? I will play with you with speed and close combat.

Do you use sword techniques?

Skillful.

I···

A little bit too.

However, to deal with such a being, it is quite particular about which sword technique to use.

For example, the eleventh sword of the Piaomiao sword technique is not very suitable at this moment.

The key to Sword Eleven is to "overwhelm others with force", using a "foundation" that is deeper than the opponent's to force the opponent to "kill".

But to compete with a supreme immortal king giant in terms of background, that is not...
Huh?
and many more!

Hey!
I was almost brought down to intelligence by the halo of lowering intelligence.

Under normal circumstances, his own foundation, consumption, etc. must be far inferior to that of the Supreme Immortal King, but he is not a normal Supreme Immortal King, so this is not a normal situation.

This kind of war of attrition is exactly what they dislike the most.

What you consume is immortal power, immortal energy, and your own strength.

What they consume is the original power, it is their life~!

What the hell is that?

"Sword Eleven, Nirvana!"

Tear!

Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment.

In an instant, endless sword energy gathered.

In this ocean of sword intent, Lin Fan forcibly opened up his own "small sword sea", and wherever his eyes reached, there was ethereal sword intent.

Hooray! ! !

Dense flying swords broke through the air, transformed into sword dragons, and rushed towards Han Wuwei.

Moreover, the length of this stegosaurus seems to be endless.

It’s like the sword sea is not dry and the sword dragon has no tail!
The power of each sword is actually very strong.

But it also depends on who the opponent is.

Han Wuwei is an almighty immortal king, so it is naturally impossible for a Sword Eleven to defeat him, let alone injure him.

But it is not too difficult to stop him.

The worst that can happen is we just increase our efforts, and increase output and consumption!
Han Wuwei was stopped.

He screamed in anger.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes.

actually···
He just pretended to be so angry that he lost his mind, acted out of control, and swung his sword around.

In fact, he had a trick up his sleeve, ready to attack suddenly after getting close, but this damn guy didn't let him get close at all, so there was nothing he could do.

"Fearless Swordsmanship!"

"Although there are thousands of people, I am going!"

He raised his sword against the wind, one man and one sword, it seemed as if thousands of sword immortals were coming towards him, but in the end, they all became just him.

A lonely figure on the cold river, an old friend from the world.

With one man and one sword, he faced the army of thousands.

Wherever it passes, people and horses fall to the ground, and everything stops!
The flying swords transformed by the ethereal sword energy were chopped into pieces one after another by him, and the sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, as if he wanted to slay the dragon with one sword, and also kill the 'young man' behind the evil dragon.

Lin Fan raised his brows slightly.

"interesting."

"Then..."

“Come again~!”

A thought came to my mind.

The misty ocean of sword energy changed.

The originally bright sea of ​​swords suddenly turned pitch black.

Then, the flying sword that was shot out also had a layer of black light, and an extremely violent force was brewing inside it.

"hiss!!!"

In the distance, Wang Teng sensed a familiar breath and couldn't help but take a breath.

"this···"

"Master, are you lending me the Dao Fruit?"

"Why do I feel that even if we ignore the difference in cultivation, it is ten or a hundred times stronger than what I can use?"

Beside him, Su Yan, who was in charge of coordination, muttered, "Isn't this as it should be?"

"That's Master."

······
Tear, tear, tear~!

The endless sword energy of changing color attacked again.

Han Wuwei remained calm and thought he was fearless.

But at the moment of the confrontation, his forward speed was instantly hindered.

Originally, he was just one man with a sword, seemingly fearless, able to kill all enemies, even thousands of troops were no problem, and he could sweep away everything with ease.

But at this moment, he was blocked!
Those sword energies possess an unreasonable ability to break through defenses.

After breaking the defense, there will be a violent explosion!
A large amount of positive and negative matter are incompatible like water and fire. When they explode together, the power is even greater.

The sword that was originally as powerful as a bamboo was instantly blocked at this moment. Not only did it fail to continue to approach Lin Fan quickly, but it was suppressed and gradually retreated.

Han Wuwei is strong enough.

But I wasn't hurt.

But I also felt my head buzzing.

Half of it was bombed.

Half is...
I've never seen a swordsman play like this!
Moreover, he was a junior whose realm was far lower than his own. How dare he do that? ? ?
Can he keep up with the consumption? !
I'm wondering...
However, he discovered that the sword sea behind Lin Fan did not seem to weaken at all. Instead, it became more turbulent and its range was constantly expanding...

Can it really keep up with the consumption?!
What the hell...

What is the situation? !

It's just embarrassing.

Even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will still go, but I cannot go any further!
You say, should we continue to go forward or not?
Go ahead, but don’t go any further.

If I don't go, it's a bit embarrassing...

"call."

"Taiping Sword Dao."

Han Wuwei's thoughts raced as he finally figured out a way to deal with it. His original body still "went forward", but in an instant it was split into two, with a "clone" walking out from where he was.

This clone held another spiritual treasure-level sword in his hand and performed what he called the "Taiping Sword Art".

"The sword opens the peace!"

Hurrah~!

When the sword passes, everything becomes peaceful.

It seemed as if all the attacking forces had been calmed down and the war had to be stopped by force.

However, the target is Lin Fan, not everyone.

Lin Fan remained silent.

Look at it calmly.

The three heads and six arms were displayed, and "Daoyou, wait a minute," changed hands.

While maintaining the eleventh sword of the Misty Sword Technique, he held the sword in his left right hand, and the sword finger slowly crossed the sword edge, muttering softly: "The sword technique has been mastered, you can kill the dragon wherever there is one." "One sword will make the immortal kneel!"

Tear!

The sword light breaks all laws.

Taiping Sword can stop war, but this sword doesn't care whether you stop the war or not.

With one sword, the immortal kneels!

Tear! ! !

The sword flashes across the sky, sweeping away everything.

Han Wuwei's clone was horrified and tried to resist, but he was unable to stop it and was killed on the spot by a single sword!

What was most difficult for him to accept was.

Lin Fan's sword seemed to have some kind of "Tao rhyme" in it.

At the moment of killing the opponent, the opponent will be forced to "kneel down".

It’s so outrageous!
"I have also dabbled in swordsmanship."

Lin Fan maintained Sword 11, madly consuming the opponent, and laughed: "Old bastard, do you have any other sword skills?"

"Don't let me down."

Damn!

Han Wuwei cursed in his heart.

No longer waste his life with Lin Fan just for the sake of face.

No longer continuing to move forward, he instead used his true form to perform the Taiping Sword Art.

"May the world have peace forever!"

This sword is mixed with the power of time and space. When the sword is swung, the past, present and future are all within its attack range. It is no longer a simple sword technique.

Rather, it is the ultimate application of the fusion of swordsmanship and the power of laws!
It's really scary.

A large number of Nirvana flying swords shot out from the sea of ​​swords were destroyed, and the sword light continued to approach Lin Fan, as if it wanted to kill Lin Fan at the same time from the past, present and future!

This is no longer a so-called temptation.

Instead, he was determined to kill Lin Fan on the spot.

At this moment, Han Wuwei was very annoyed and just wanted to say, keep pretending!

Why don’t you pretend anymore?
however.

Lin Fan really continued to install it.

The three heads and six arms are still there.

While maintaining Sword Eleven, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes on the left side of his head, adjusted his own state to the peak, and mobilized all the remaining strength to perform the next strongest combo!
The right side of the head and hands are also ready to move, brewing the next move...

"Jianyi!"

The head on the left side let out a low roar and slashed at Han Wuwei with a sword.

This sword was extremely slow.

It was like an ordinary person being slowed down by 32 times, or like an old ox pulling a mill, unable to do the job and therefore extremely slow.

But this is just an illusion.

In fact, this sword was as fast as lightning.

He even cut through ten thousand miles of void!
Space and time!
The infinite principles of Tao were all cut off.

It was at this moment that Han Wuwei trembled all over and saw a scene that he would never forget.

In other words, in his sight, at this moment, he was in an unrivaled battlefield.

This battlefield is filled with sword cultivators.

Three million Heavenly Sword Cultivators!!!
At this moment, a stream of light broke through the air and slashed out with a sword.

When the sword came out, three million sword immortals lowered their heads and dared not look directly!

That person...
It’s Lin Fan!!!
And I am just one of these three million sword cultivators, and an extremely insignificant one at that. No one would notice me in the crowd.

Such a huge gap...

It made him almost desperate.

"This kind of existence..."

"So strong!"

"I... actually want to compete with him?"

"How ridiculous!"

"There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and they have to bow their heads when they see him. This is almost as powerful as the white-robed sword king. Could he be his reincarnation?"

"I actually dared to compete with him, and in the way of swordsmanship?"

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous."

He laughed at himself: "Never mind, how can I win if I compete with him? It's better to relax, accept the reality, and just lie down, which will be more relaxing."

this moment.

He chose to 'lie down', and at that moment of lying down...
Han Wuwei felt particularly relaxed.

“It feels so good~!”

“Sure enough, only when you remove the shackles and get rid of the burdens can you feel the joy of life and find the fun and meaning of life.”

"very nice···"

"Oh~~~"

"Humph."

So comfortable and relaxing.

Han Wuwei was so comfortable that he hummed.

I could hardly hold back the groaning.

But in an instant, he suddenly woke up.

"wrong!"

"This is···"

"Illusion?!"

"Damn it!"

"Break it for me!"

He shouted loudly, his soul was shaken, and he forcibly broke the illusion!
Where are the three million heavenly sword immortals?

Where is the supreme battlefield?
It was clear that there was only one person in front of him, and he was swinging his sword hard, trying to kill him!

At this moment, the boy's eyes were red, and he was wrapped in a strange pink mist. This mist gave him an incredible and irrepressible "pleasure".

Still can't resist!
Hard to understand!

"Thief, your magic is but a small trick."

He raised his sword to strike, and with one strike of the sword, the sky collapsed and the earth split, instantly tearing Lin Fan into pieces.

As soon as the sword is drawn, the success is achieved.

Lin Fan was killed on the spot!

"Hahaha!!!"

"It's done!"

"It's cool~!"

Han Wuwei laughed excitedly.

Let you spray me with dirty words~!

Is he dead now?
Flying!!!

He really felt great at this moment.

It's a double sense of pleasure, both physically and psychologically.

Revenge!!!
Although I have been scolded before, and the scolding was even more vicious, but can it be the same?

Those people curse because they are desperate and facing death. I can strangle them to death at any time. The more they curse, the more I want to laugh.

But Lin Fan is different.

Not only is he desperate, but his curses are also particularly dirty!
After cursing, I couldn't kill him immediately, causing him to jump back and forth in front of me while cursing. Who the hell could stand this?

Now I finally get rid of my anger~!

So cool!

Have a great time flying!

"···"

"Um?!"

"wrong?!"

"Why do I still feel a little... strange?"

He counted with his fingers, but could not figure out anything.

But how is this possible?

"wrong!"

"it turns out···"

"Or is it an illusion?!"

Han Wuwei suddenly realized and noticed something unusual.

Am I still in the illusion?

Didn’t the illusion just now disappear?
"A technique within a technique?!"

"Damn thief."

His mind was tense and he thought to himself, this is bad.

Although the time in the illusion is not proportional to that in the outside world, I have been delayed for so long, I am afraid that my real body has been tricked! ?

"I am originally a mortal, but I have a heart of heaven, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers!"

he growled.

Use unique secret techniques to forcibly break through the illusion and return to reality.

Sure enough, he discovered that Lin Fan's sword had already cut into his forehead!
If I had been a little slower, I would have been dead!

"But now."

"It's you who's going to die~!"

Han Wuwei swung the sword in his hand, and in an instant, countless swords were slashed out, drowning Lin Fan's screams, and thus he died, his soul was scattered, and he turned into ashes~!

"Hahaha!"

"You shameless brat, you will die under my sword~!"

Han Wuwei felt extremely happy and excited again~!

What a pleasure.

Simply invincible!
But the next second, his expression suddenly changed.

"wrong."

"It's going too smoothly. It shouldn't be this smooth!"

"Besides, why is it almost the same as last time? Also, why does this feeling, which is so good that it makes me tremble all over and even want to... do something, still exist?"

"Could it be..."

"Or is it an illusion???"

"How can this be?"

"How could a junior at the fifteenth level of the realm know such a terrifying illusion?"

"Not good!"

"That's not good!"

"Break it for me, break it, break it, break it, break it, break it!!!"

"···"

······
real world.

The eyes of Lin Fan's middle head flashed red, and his pupils seemed to be spinning rapidly. He whispered softly: "Five-fold Moon Reading." (End of this chapter)