Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 66: Swords cut down the enemies, blood splattered in the wild forest

Lin Fan's hands were as nimble as a swimming fish, and he quickly made hand gestures in front of him. The spiritual power in his body was like a surging wave, rushing out without reservation.

In the blink of an eye, the Hunyuan Shield was hanging steadily in front of him. The runes on the shield glowed brightly, turning into an indestructible spiritual shield that protected his whole body tightly.

At the same time, the Ningguang Mirror flew above his head with a "whoosh". The mirror surface rotated slowly, casting circles of soft but powerful halos, as if weaving an invisible protective net to isolate all potential threats.

The Star-Breaking Sword was even more powerful. Under the stimulation of Lin Fan's exquisite magic formula, it instantly transformed into a dazzling sword shadow several feet long, wrapped in a whistling wind, and rushed out at the speed of an arrow.

Lin Fan was fully focused, his hands firmly grasping the sword techniques, and the sword energy in his body was poured into the Star-Breaking Sword without reservation like a flood.

In an instant, the Star-Breaking Sword burst out with light, and the sword's beams shot out in all directions, just like an angry spirit dragon, freely shuttling through the air. Wherever it went, the space was drawn with twisted ripples, demonstrating its terrifying destructive power.

The scarred man in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment saw this and his face turned pale, a surge of unease welling up within him. But as the leader of the four, he couldn't afford to show any fear. Gritting his teeth, he raised his battle axe high. The strange runes on the axe instantly lit up with a blood-red glow. With a loud shout, he swung the axe towards the Star-Shattering Sword, hoping to dampen Lin Fan's spirit with this thunderous blow.

"Bang!" The Star-Shattering Sword and the Battle Axe collided fiercely, unleashing a deafening roar. A powerful surge of force, centered at the point of collision, ripped through the surrounding area like a tidal wave. The force uprooted the surrounding trees, sending branches and leaves flying everywhere like a "green rainstorm," leaving the entire battlefield in ruins.

Taking advantage of this impact, the three cultivators in the early stage of foundation building seized the opportunity and attacked Lin Fan from three directions in a triangle.

One of them wielded a long sword, the blade flashing with a cold light, and aimed straight at Lin Fan's throat, trying to kill him with one blow; one of them wielded a pair of meteor hammers, the shadows of the hammers were heavy and impenetrable, blocking Lin Fan's retreat; and another one threw out a large spiritual net, trying to trap Lin Fan in it and make him unable to move.

Lin Fan's gaze burned brightly. Facing the three men's assault, he remained calm and composed, as if fully prepared. With a flick of his body, he dodged the long sword's fatal blow with ghostly ease, his movements smooth and unpredictable.

At the same time, he controlled the Hunyuan Shield to block all the attacks from the meteor hammer. The solid shield remained motionless under the impact of the meteor hammer, demonstrating its powerful defensive power.

Then, he lightly tapped his finger, and a ray of light shot out from the Condensing Light Mirror, instantly dissolving the spiritual power net and turning it into wisps of dissipating spiritual power.

"Hmph, you dare to stop me with such little ability!" Lin Fan snorted coldly, his face full of disdain, as if he was mocking his opponent's arrogance.

The sword gesture in his hand was like a lively spell, changing again in an instant. The fingertips drew spiritual power, which was wrapped around the Star-Breaking Sword like a silk thread, giving it stronger power.

The Star-Breaking Sword seemed to sense its master's anger, and the sword body vibrated more violently, with a constant buzzing sound, as if venting its endless fighting spirit.

Then, it drew an extremely tricky arc in the air, as fast as lightning, and with an indomitable momentum, it rushed straight towards the cultivator in the early stage of foundation building who threw out the big net.

The monk's eyes widened, his face filled with terror as he watched the Star-Shattering Sword charge towards him with unstoppable force. He subconsciously mobilized all his spiritual power, trying to strengthen the spiritual shield in front of him, but it was all in vain.

With a muffled "puff," the Star-Shattering Sword easily pierced through the spiritual shield, as smoothly as a hot knife through butter. Then, without a moment's pause, the sword pierced the monk's chest.

With just a shrill scream, the monk's body was pierced into several pieces by the terrifying power contained in the Star-Breaking Sword. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and his internal organs were scattered all over the ground. The scene was extremely bloody and horrifying.

The other three Tribulation Cultivators were all horrified upon seeing this. They had originally thought that with only four of them, and a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator in command, taking down Lin Fan would be a piece of cake. However, they hadn't expected Lin Fan to be so formidable, beheading him in an instant. His strength far exceeded their expectations.

"This...how is this possible!" The tall and thin old man's voice trembled, his hands holding the magic weapon trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of fear.

The scarred man's face was gloomy, and he was shocked and angry. He knew he had met a tough opponent today, but the arrow was on the string and had to be released. He roared, "Don't panic, come together and kill him!"

After saying that, he raised the battle axe high with both hands, the blood light on the axe blade surged, the rune light flashed wildly, and he chopped it down towards Lin Fan fiercely, intending to save the situation with this fierce blow.

The other two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building looked at each other, gritted their teeth, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and each used their magic weapons to attack Lin Fan from both sides. A more brutal confrontation broke out again.

The scarred man's battle axe, swirling with blood, descended upon Lin Fan like a mountain, its force sweeping down. The resulting gust of wind sent fallen leaves and dust flying everywhere. The overwhelming force seemed to pound Lin Fan directly into the earth, creating a sense of pressure like a collapsing mountain. Lin Fan's eyes glared, knowing full well that the blow was immensely powerful and that a single misstep would result in serious injury. In a flash, his hand gestures shifted, and he muttered something.

In an instant, the light of the condensing mirror hanging above his head became brighter, and a soft light but containing a strong force of confinement shot out like a sharp arrow and accurately hit the scarred man.

This ray of light seemed to be tangible, instantly freezing the scarred man in place. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he tried to struggle, but found that his spiritual energy was locked by an invisible force, unable to move, as if he had been cast under a spell of immobilization.

At the same time, Lin Fan controlled the Star-Shattering Sword like a flash of black lightning, seizing the opportunity to stab the scarred man. With a "puff," the sharp Star-Shattering Sword pierced the scarred man's chest unhindered, and blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain.

The scarred man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but could only spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with visceral fragments. His eyes were filled with resentment and despair, and then his body collapsed limply, his life force quickly fading, and he was completely dead.

The other two cultivators in the early stages of foundation building saw this and their fear instantly reached its peak. They looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes - escape.

One of them turned and ran, dropping his magical weapon in his panic, looking utterly awful. The other, calming himself slightly, threw a flying knife emitting poisonous mist at Lin Fan, trying to buy himself time to escape.

Lin Fan snorted coldly and controlled the Hunyuan Shield to easily block the flying knife. The poisonous mist came into contact with the spiritual shield on the Hunyuan Shield and dissipated instantly, turning into wisps of nothingness.

"No matter how fast it is, it can't be faster than sword control!" Lin Fan sneered, his eyes filled with confidence and determination. His hands moved like phantoms, and the spiritual energy in his body surged into the Star Shattering Sword like a river bursting its banks.

In an instant, the Star-Breaking Sword shone brightly, and the air around the sword was instantly ignited, making a "sizzling" sound, as if gunpowder was ignited.

Immediately afterwards, the Star-Breaking Sword transformed into a dazzling stream of light, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, and whizzed towards the two fleeing cultivators in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

"No!" The two fleeing monks heard the sharp sound of wind behind them, and their hearts were filled with fear. One of them desperately circulated his spiritual power, trying to speed up, but his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. The fear in his heart made his movements slow, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

The other man turned back in despair, only to see a dazzling sword light approaching like the Grim Reaper's scythe. He instinctively raised his magical weapon to block the attack, but this magical weapon, which was usually quite sturdy, was like a fragile piece of paper under the fierce attack of the Star-Shattering Sword, and it was vulnerable to a single blow.

With a snap, the magical weapon was instantly cut in two. The Star-Shattering Sword, undeterred, pierced the cultivator's back. "Ah!" He let out a shrill scream and fell forward, sending up a cloud of dust. The scene was truly tragic.

Seeing this, the other cultivator was terrified and rushed forward recklessly. But the Star-Breaking Sword drew an arc in the air and caught up with him again like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, they caught up with him. With a dull thud, the Star-Breaking Sword pierced his leg. He screamed and fell to the ground, blood pouring from his leg, staining the surrounding ground red and forming a pool of blood on the ground.

Lin Fan quickly stepped forward, coldly gazing at the struggling cultivator lying on the ground. "Tell me, who sent you here?" Lin Fan's voice was icy cold, as if emanating from the depths of hell, sending shivers down one's spine. The cultivator stared at Lin Fan in horror, his lips trembling, yet he dared not utter a single word, his eyes filled with fear.

The cultivator looked at Lin Fan in horror, his lips trembling. After a long pause, he managed to utter, "... Spare me! I... I just heard that you had a lot of rare elixirs, and I was tempted to follow them. I really didn't have anyone to order me here!" He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the body of the scarred man not far away. "He... He was the leader. We all followed his orders."

Lin Fan stared at him intently, trying to find a flaw in his panicked expression. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he snorted coldly and said, "You're looking for death." With that, he beheaded the man with a single blow of his sword, ending his sinful life.

After saying this, he glanced at the scattered magical instruments and items around him, then with a wave of his hand, he collected several valuable magical instruments and storage bags. Although these items weren't top-tier for him, they were better than nothing, and perhaps they would come in handy in his future cultivation.

After dealing with the battlefield, Lin Fan turned and looked into the distance, mentally planning his next journey. Although he had escaped danger this time, it had also delayed him quite a bit.

To gather all the spiritual herbs needed for the recipe, he had to head to the next market as soon as possible. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and then patted his storage bag, took out a Soul-Restoring Pill, and swallowed it, taking advantage of the medicinal power to dissolve in his body and quickly recover his depleted spiritual energy.

Once his spiritual power had recovered slightly, Lin Fan once again unleashed his escape technique, transforming into a streak of light that streaked across the sky. Along the way, he recalled the details of the battle, pondering how to more perfectly combine his sword control technique with his magical weapon.

In this world of immortal cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, every battle is a valuable experience. Only by constantly honing yourself and improving your strength can you go further on this dangerous road and steadily advance towards a higher level of immortal cultivation.

(End of this chapter)