Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 562: A sword coming from the west

During the fierce battle, Lin Fan suddenly shouted: "Fuck me!" With this violent shout, a brilliance flashed between his eyebrows, and Yuan Hai opened completely. The purple vitality was like raging waves, vast and noble, instantly covering the place. At the same time, the original dragon blood in his body began to boil, as if a powerful force was stimulating his potential.

A dragon roar came from ancient times, as if it had crossed the barriers of time and space, resounding through the sky at this moment. This is the majesty of the dragon clan, unleashed unscrupulously, making all the demon foxes feel a kind of fear coming from the depths of their blood. Lin Fan's body was covered with dragon scales like armor, harder than black iron, shining with a cold light, and indestructible.

This dragon roar seemed to be filled with endless magic power, instantly causing hundreds of demon foxes to turn into blood mist in fear. Their bodies exploded in the air, and blood splashed everywhere, forming a miserable scene. Even a few monster beast realm bee guards were hit hard. They were swaying in the air, as if they would fall at any time.

Lin Fan didn't give these demon foxes any chance to breathe. He rushed up to the sky with a single stride, raised his sword and cut off the heads of the three bee guards. The blood of these bee guards is indeed as bright red as human blood and animal blood, with a hint of intoxicating fragrance. This fragrance seems to contain a mysterious power that makes people intoxicated.

 “Sword-picking style!” Lin Fan shouted in his heart, the long sword in his hand as light and natural as snow. He danced his long sword in the air, stabbing out snowflakes blooming one after another. These sword lights seemed to be alive, drawing graceful arcs in the air, cutting the demon fox's figure into two halves evenly. Each sword is extremely precise, no more, no less, very symmetrical.

With a group of monsters approaching, Lin Fan did not dare to slack off at all. He has been trying to figure out the Thirteen Sword Styles these days, and now he finally has a use for them. Since he obtained the Thirteen Sword Styles, although he has only practiced six of them, each style contains endless sword intent and power. However, since this is Mo's unique skill, he has never dared to use it easily for fear of being identified by the demon clan.

 But now that the situation is urgent, he can't care so much. He asked Long Fei to lead the people here and Lin Xuefei to leave first so that he could unreservedly try out how powerful this swordsmanship, which was called the number one among people, was.

As Lin Fan used his sword skills, the body of the demon fox fell from the sky like fallen leaves after autumn. Their bodies rolled in the air and then hit the ground hard, raising a cloud of dust. Soon the earth was covered by the remains of these demon foxes, forming a miserable and spectacular scene.

Even so, there is still a large, overwhelming shadow at the end of the sky. These shadows were like flash floods, pressing down so darkly that even the sun was covered. They gather into a huge dark cloud in the sky, which makes people feel extremely frightening and depressing.

Lin Fan knew that this was the last counterattack of the demon fox clan and he did not dare to be careless at all. He clenched the sword in his hand and concentrated on facing the coming attack. He knew that this battle would be the most difficult one in his life but he had no room to back down. Shrouded in shadow, the demon fox clan began to launch the final attack. They flapped their wings and made a shrill flapping sound before rushing toward Lin Fan like locusts. Their eyes were shining with bloodthirsty light as if they were about to tear Lin Fan into pieces.

Lin Fan calmly responded to the demon fox's attack. The long sword in his hand seemed to turn into streaks of lightning, drawing graceful arcs in the air. Every flash of sword light would take away the lives of several demon foxes and turn them into streaks of blood mist in the air.

 The battle has entered a white-hot stage at this point. Lin Fan and the Demon Fox Clan were trying their best to defeat each other. Their figures intertwined in the air, sword lights and demonic aura intertwined in the air to form a spectacular picture.

 In this situation, Lin Fan began to feel a little powerless. His physical strength was constantly being depleted but the number of demon foxes showed no sign of decreasing. He knew that this was not the way to go and he had to find a way to reverse the situation in order to win this battle.

At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly thought of a way. He took a deep breath and then shouted loudly: "The Thirteen Sword Styles - Destruction Slash!" This is the most powerful of the six sword styles of his shadow training, and it is also a style that he has never had the chance to use.

As he shouted, the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with an even stronger light. These rays of light condensed into a huge sword light and rushed towards the group of demon foxes. The sword light drew a graceful arc in the air and then slashed hard at the demon foxes.

 "Boom!" A loud noise spread in the air, and the demon fox group was chopped to pieces by this sword. Their bodies rolled in the air and then hit the ground hard, raising a cloud of dust. The power of this sword simply exceeded Lin Fan's imagination.

The demon fox clan was so injured by this sword that they no longer have the ability to attack. Lin Fan also took this opportunity to launch a fierce attack. The long sword in his hand was waving among the demon foxes like the sickle of death. Every swing of the sword can take away the lives of several demon foxes and make them completely disappear from this world.

 (End of this chapter)