Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Lin Yanchen was able to reach the position of the leader of the Tianmu Sect, and naturally he had some unique methods of his own.

After fighting Han Keyan for dozens of rounds, he immediately spotted the opportunity and struck hard at Han Keyan's flaw.

Lin Yanchen's attacks were fierce and there was no sloppiness in his moves.

And this blow was obviously a deadly blow. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Han Keyan's throat. Once hit, he would definitely die.

Han Keyan obviously did not expect Lin Yanchen to take action suddenly, and his face suddenly showed fear, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.

"Buzz~"

A ray of white light suddenly flashed across without any warning, hitting Lin Yanchen's right shoulder directly.

The next second, Lin Yanchen felt a powerful force knocking him away. The long sword in his hand fell out of his hand, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Severe pain came from the hit right shoulder. Lin Yanchen gritted his teeth and looked at his wound, only to find that his wound and the surrounding areas were slowly freezing.

Those ice threads were like crawling insects, centering on the wound and spreading around at an extremely fast speed.

When Lin Yanchen discovered it, half of his arms were already covered with that kind of ice thread, and it was still spreading.

"Ningxue Finger!"

Lin Yanchen immediately thought of something, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have made an extremely important decision. He raised his uninjured left hand and struck his right shoulder with a palm.

With a spurt of blood, Lin Yanchen's entire right arm was cut off and thrown into the air.

The arm spun several times in mid-air, and finally fell to the ground with a "pop" sound, turning into countless ice cubes.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

There was a burst of applause, Lin Yanchen gritted his teeth and looked over, and saw Han Yunqi, the head of Hanxue Sect, standing there, applauding him with a smile on his face.

"What a strong man who cut off his wrist. Sect Leader Lin is worthy of being a true hero. I just don't know if you can survive if you cut off your head?"

After saying that, he raised his hand again, condensing a layer of ice on his fingers.

Seeing Han Yunqi, Lin Yanchen's face was full of anger. He finally underestimated Han Xuemen this time and put himself in a desperate situation.

"Wanyu,..."

He was about to say his last words, but before he could speak, Lin Yanchen suddenly felt someone put a hand on his shoulder.

He raised his head and took a look, and was surprised to find that the person coming was actually the master of Tianji Pavilion!

"Pavilion, Lord Pavilion Master!"

Lin Yanchen looked at Chu Tian in disbelief. He really couldn't understand why the master of Tianji Pavilion suddenly appeared at this time.

Chu Tian didn't explain much and directly used Resurrection of All Things, injecting power directly into Lin Yanchen's body.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yanchen's severed arm began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not far away, Han Yunqi was also shocked when he saw this scene.

Although there are many magic weapons and spiritual treasures in the world that can help people regenerate after severed limbs, he has never heard of one that can help people regenerate so quickly.

Han Yunqi looked at Chu Tian and immediately felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, so he immediately moved his Ningxue finger that was originally aimed at Lin Yanchen and fired it at Chu Tian.

The white light was like an arrow leaving the string, it was extremely fast and seemed to be able to hit Chutian in the next second.

But at this moment, Chu Tian suddenly turned his head.